Dawn of the Grey Tower

to go behind?

But judging from the touch just now, Denia's body is not much thicker than a sapling. Although he did not get knocked down by some means, it is obvious that such a size can't cover anything, unless A The tower is the slender ghost in horror stories, so that it can stretch itself perfectly to the extent that it can fit behind a sapling.

But before she could question her, the sound of footsteps was approaching. The steady footsteps and the sound of the cane hitting the ground indicated that the visitor would not be as simple as an apprentice. Regardless of the outcome, a confrontation with a formal mage here should be avoided.

Helpless, Atta took a slight step to the side and rear, and the arm that had encircled her disappeared. Out of the corner of her eye, the female swordsman saw a lush elm tree.

How the saplings became mature in an instant is an incomprehensible question, but the sound of footsteps that are still approaching still makes Ata no longer hesitate, turning around and coming behind Elm.

Then she saw that the tree that looked complete from the front was actually completely hollow at the back. Not only was it empty, but there was also a tree hole that seemed to invite others to enter. At this time, the mage has already walked to the front of the tree, and it may be a way to circle around the tree trunk with him, but it is not safe.

The situation and the right tree hole gave Ata no choice. Stepping into it, the smell of darkness and earth enveloped her, which was not sad, but very reassuring.

The footsteps were very close, just outside the tree trunk, and the bottom of the heavy cane was not iron-clad, and each stroke made a rhythmic muffled sound like a wooden stake hitting the dirt floor. For a moment, Atta felt that his footsteps seemed to have stopped, but it was just an illusion caused by excessive tension. In fact, the mage didn't notice anything, and passed by Yumu very often.

After the footsteps were gone, Ata left the tree hole, but as soon as she came out, she found that this did not seem to be where she entered the tree hole just now.

"Where did you take me?"

Atta didn't feel anger or hostility, just because the woodland in front of her was too much for her to get angry. This is an autumn woodland. Except for the elm tree when she came, there are maple trees with red leaves at noon. The red leaves dropped by the maple trees together with the yellow-green lawn on the ground constitute a layered and colorful impact. drawing.

Although the scene here is autumn, it does not remind people of withering and cold. The faint sweetness and warm wind in the air only make people feel intoxicated, want to lie under the tree and let the red leaves cover themselves It becomes a natural quilt.

"This is the memory of this woodland. Before the human mages turned it into their garden, this hill was full of woodlands like this." Denia's voice came from an extra-high pile of fallen leaves. , a mass of fallen leaves like a ball of hair wanted the female swordsman to come, dropping the leaves as they walked, revealing a humanoid creature with the color of red leaves inside.

Compared to the first time they met, Denia's appearance was much softer this time.

"Memory of the woodland?" Atta looked around at the surrounding scene. She could see a faint mist floating in the distance of the maple forest, obscuring everything in the distance. This is in line with the statement of memory, after all, memory is not always clear.

"Yes, to be precise, the memory of the soil that nurtured this woodland. Plants and animals grow here, die, get nourishment from the soil, bask in the sun and moonlight, and finally return everything to the earth. This land makes connections, reads the memories stored in the soil, and chooses this scene to present. I think it’s a good place to talk.”

Denia's voice was not emotional. Strictly speaking, it was more like the wind blowing through a tree hole and being forcibly interpreted as a sentence by the pronunciation of the language. But even so, Atta could feel the emotion and vitality contained in the tree demon language.

"So you have established a connection with the land here? Is this your skill? Because I heard that even a real tree demon needs ten years to do this step."

The knowledge about the Dryad was told to her by Cheese and Kailas. Grey Robe believes that the Dryad is a kind of spirit that is bred by most animals and plants in a woodland, just like the opposite of evil spirits, but because animals and plants do not have as complex thoughts as intelligent creatures, they are not evil.

And Kailas said that tree goblins are just woodland goblins moved from the goblin world, and they will spontaneously be responsible for the maintenance and security of the woodlands they live in.

In a sense, both of them are right. After all, there are thousands of woodlands in this world, and neither elves nor human beings can speak their own dialects to find out all of them.

What's more, the deep forest in this era is a restricted area that cannot be reached by human beings. Even the elves who live in the forest only settle in the middle of the big forest or the middle of the medium-sized forest. For them, the forest is still mysterious. part.

Therefore, whether it is an immigrant from the fairy world or the manifestation of natural spirits, the fairy group of dryads may be vague in itself, and what it refers to is only a strange existence related to forests or trees, and it is not an exact definition.

"You're talking about a situation where the land is still alive. Well, or that's not right, it should be said to have, um, soul, the soul of the land."

Denia struggled a bit, and could see that his vocabulary is not very rich, or that he is not good at using human language, so although there is no problem with pronunciation and articulation, he will encounter difficulties when expressing complex concepts. Fortunately, Atta could understand what he meant.

"You should be talking about elements. In the primitive shaman religion, people collectively refer to the spiritual bodies possessed by a piece of land as elements, and then add place names, such as the elements of Dragon's Back Mountain, the elements of torrents, etc. But I can't feel it. They, just heard from a friend, there are spellcasters who call themselves druids who can talk to the elementals and even gain power from them. Maybe you're doing something similar to them now?"

"Perhaps, I don't understand human methods. But I'm sure that even those who can talk to the earth element can't do this, because the earth element is conscious, and consciousness needs to be expressed. And the element here, is dead She was like a mother to me, and my mother died at the last sunrise."

No hatred could be heard in Denia's voice, but Atta understood exactly why the element called mother by the Dryad died. That tremor, the tremor at dawn completely killed the original elemental consciousness of the mountain.

Atta wanted to try to comfort Denia, but she couldn't judge the other party's emotions at this time. If the dryad just said that the land gave birth to life and death, then the life and death of the land implanted in the what? Fortunately, Denia also seems to have no intention of continuing the topic of the death of the elements.

"After my mother died, the land here was completely open, and I shared her with every plant here. That's why I can let you come here and get enough nutrients to stabilize my mind."

That's right, the indiscriminate aggression he showed when I saw him last time was completely different from the tree demon who can quietly describe his thoughts. It's hard to imagine that this is caused by natural changes.

But if the reason for this change comes from the death of the elements of the land, and Denia gains the nutrients of the elements and grows rapidly, everything makes sense.

"Then what do you want to do now? Are you going to avenge your mother?"

Dryad, silent.

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