high castle elves

In the alpine coniferous forest nearly three miles east of Hamburg, a slightly raised clearing appeared in Alamir's sight, surrounded by seven pine trees.

The moonlight pours down from the tall tree crowns, and under the reflection of the snow, there is a silvery feeling.

This is a small sanctuary for Him. I don’t know why, but this idea suddenly appeared in Alamir’s mind.

Looking at the drow Elf Barbara standing in the open space, Alamir subconsciously stopped joking and looked at the other party solemnly.

Although he doesn't believe it, it doesn't stop him from showing some respect for the elves who have faith.

So he stood in the open space and watched Barbara draw her sword and dance the sword dance.

Bathed in the moonlight, Barbara sang and danced. The silvery moonlight shone slightly on her black skin, which had been coated with grease and miscellaneous materials. Her singing voice was soothing and melodious, with a deep sadness and sadness. A soothing scent.

As she sang and danced, the moonlight in the space became brighter and brighter. At this time, the sky and the earth were silvery white. Looking from a distance, the black Barbara was like a black paintbrush: she walked on the white canvas, leaving behind Little traces.

Although Barbara was completely naked, Alamir did not feel even a trace of desire. In his eyes, she was an innocent girl, showing her respect to an unknown existence with longing and divine joy.

How to describe this feeling?Innocent heart, Alamir suddenly thought of this word.

When the song and dance reached its climax, Barbara suddenly stood up, holding the sharp sword in her left hand, and sang the final climax of the song in her mouth, with a high and sweet voice. At the same time, her right hand held the hilt of the sword and slowly drew it out.

Blood immediately began to spread along the sword's edge.

By the time the sword dance was over, her sword was already covered with blood. At this time, something surprising happened to Alamire.

Just under the moonlight, the gaping wound on her left hand was healing at an extremely fast speed, and the blood on the sword's edge blended with the moonlight and steel, and just disappeared on the long sword under the moonlight. The surface of the long sword Suddenly there was something indescribable.

"Praise the Maiden of Darkness, the great Eilistraee!" Barbara's face was full of joy and piety, and she loudly praised the holy name of her god. Under the moonlight, she was naked and seemed to be reborn.

"Praying to Eilistraee with blood and sword dancing can protect my sword from breaking or rusting for three months." Seeing her brother's surprised look, Barbara was very happy that she could pray to Eilistraee. He conveys the greatness of the Dark Maiden.

It turns out that this is the case. Alamir suddenly remembered Riaden's description of the drow: "Their weapons are equipped with vicious magic. After they enter the surface, their weapons will rust due to exposure to light and become scrap metal."

It turned out that Barbara used this method to ensure that the long sword she brought from the underground remained sharp. Looking at the long sword that was glowing more and more faintly under the moonlight, Alamire expressed that he had learned a lot.

As an elf, he is naturally curious about things. This habit has deeply affected Alamire, who is almost an old comrade in his 70s.

That's it, what are we going to do next?Just when Alamir was about to ask a question, a dark shadow flashed, and Barbara had disappeared into the forest.

"You stand here and don't move. I'll come as soon as I go." Her somewhat lame Elvish language came through the wind.

Why do you still take advantage of the sacrifice? ?Alamir's expression was a little subtle.

He was a little embarrassed. If Barbara brought some fruit back later, would he eat it or not?

Alamir leaned against the pine tree outside the clearing, looking at the brighter clearing in the forest and thinking about the sacrifice later. He didn't know the specific content of the debt, and his mind was filled with complicated thoughts.

.... Is it possible that when Riaden wanted to escape and seek help from this dark girl, the price was for his children to become his followers? ?

But the way this sect operates is a bit perverted. I wonder if it can recruit male followers? ?The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Alamir might have been suddenly startled by a huge roar, and then a sound similar to the tapping of a tree trunk came into his ears.

It was a bear. Alamir's ears perked up, and he immediately got 12 alert. He pulled out the heavy sword from his back, looked at the direction of the sound, and considered whether to fight or run.

Why don't you go over and take a look yourself?Alamir took a few steps and climbed onto the tree as if walking on flat ground. With his eyes trained, he tried his best to look far into the distance, and the scene in the distance immediately came into view.

Soon, he found the source of the noise and saw Barbara.

Then he got off the tree and continued to lean against the tree with his shoulder in a daze.

Just a few hundred meters away from the clearing, Barbara was fighting a brown bear and successfully killing it.

The dark night provided good protection for the black-skinned drow. Barbara was like a white-haired ghost in the dark night, wandering in the shadow of the trees, staring at the brown bear with charcoal-like eyes, and then suddenly launched a fatal one strike--

The shimmering sword edge was like a silver-white lightning, piercing out from the brown bear's ear and piercing deeply into the beast's brain. Then Barbara quickly drew the sword, disappeared in a flash, and hid in the shadow next to it. , observing the brown bear's reaction.

This is a drow-style attack, swift and silent, vicious and elegant - the brown bear didn't even react. The huge sound just now was the sound of the brown bear going crazy in pain and slapping the tree trunk with its paw, which shook it to the ground. of white snow.

In the falling white snow, blood flowed from the corners of the brown bear's mouth, nose and eyes. It struggled a few times and suddenly fell to the ground with a thud.

Death is the drow's tribute, and it comes silently with the unexpected sword.

But there was not even a trace of snowflakes on Barbara's body. With her white hair and red eyes, she was like a ghost in the dark night, staring at the brown bear, guarding against it being dead.

After a while, Barbara emerged from the darkness, carefully approached the brown bear, chopped off the bear's head with a sword, and walked towards the clearing with the bear's head.

Not long after, Barbara appeared in the clearing with a huge brown bear head, without even making a sound.

She put down the bear's head and beckoned Alamir to come closer.

"The noble hunt has been completed, let us dedicate tonight's trophies to the great dark girl." The bear's head was placed in the center of the open space, and Barbara's expression was pious and fanatical.

"Actually, you can change it..." At this point, Alamir didn't know that this noble hunt was a ritual to please Eilistraee, but he recognized the brown bear, because he often fought with Milsi. The descendants of that bear can be considered half mature bears.

"??" Barbara turned around and looked at him with charcoal-like eyes, which made Alamir feel a little confused.

"It's okay, it's okay, please start." Alamir smiled and gestured.

"...A new world awaits you on the surface of the earth, in the great shining place. Return to the surface in peace and bask in the sunshine again, where there are green trees and blooming flowers. flowers." Barbara danced another dance, chanting Eilistraee's "Holy Word."

As she recited the prayer, a sudden change occurred, and the silvery-white moonlight changed into a dark silvery-white, substantive silvery moonlight, turning the small open space in front of her into a It was dark and silvery, but surrounded by a normal silvery-white moonlight, as if there was suddenly such a dark silver sanctuary in the world.

Under the baptism of the dark and thick moonlight, Alamir felt like he was soaking in slightly cool spring water. Every part of his body was transparent. He only felt that the bones and blood in his body were as transparent as crystal.

Of course, this was just his illusion. In the silvery moonlight, his figure became vague, and there was singing in the moonlight.

Slowly, the singing became clearer and louder, until it completely enveloped the young gray elf.

"Eilistraee!" All the songs turned into praises for this sacred name. Alamir had no time to care about Barbara's situation at this time, because wherever he saw and heard, His entire perception was wrapped in the silvery moonlight.

If outsiders saw the situation here, they would be shocked. In the small space, there are two silvery moonlight groups, and the moonlight surrounding Alamire is thicker than his devout believer Barbara. several times.

"Goddess..." At this time, Alamir looked at the image in front of him. Even if he didn't have a poor vocabulary, he could only use this word to describe the girl in his mind.

Because the words used to describe beauty such as beautiful, beautiful, charming, etc. are a little pale when used on her. Only the word goddess can describe the beauty that Alamir saw.

Alamir didn't know what state he was in. What he saw was a real illusion, because his entire attention was filled with the image of Eilistraee, leaving no room for extra thought.

It was a 9-foot-tall naked female dark elf with smooth and tender skin. She had long flowing silver hair that reached her ankles.Her long hair and the shimmering silver light around her wrapped her whole body in a soft and ever-changing beautiful curtain, and behind her was a long silver sword.

This beauty is so holy and majestic, forgive Alamir and can only use these words to describe it, because any human language is pale to this beauty.

So Alamir stared blankly at the image he saw in his mind or in the moonlight, and had forgotten all the questions he wanted to ask.

The picture suddenly shattered, the holy and beautiful goddess turned into fragments, and suddenly disappeared in the silvery moonlight, leaving only a faint melancholy and singing voice. Only then did Alamir feel that his five senses had returned to his body.

"Ah... the great Eilistraee." Turning to look at Barbara, she found that the other person was shaking non-stop, with an abnormal flush on her face. Barbara knelt on the ground, He enthusiastically praised Eilistraee's honorable name.

This is so fanatical that it's a bit scary... The silvery moonlight has faded, and the sky and earth have returned to a quiet silvery white. Looking at Barbara's appearance, Alamir suddenly feels a little chilly.

Then, his whole body froze, as if he had been struck by lightning.

As those fragments disappeared, some pictures appeared in his consciousness, and at the same time, a voice appeared in his mind again.

"It turns out I was the one who owed the debt..." Only then did Alamir understand the truth, and looked at Barbara with a hint of pity and apology.

"This is really troublesome..." Alamir took out his pipe and let the bitter smoke fill his mouth. He leaned against the pine tree behind him and looked at the moon in the sky and the woman under the moon. The drow were in a daze.

"This is troublesome. Souls from other worlds only admire rather than worship the incarnation of gods."

In the endless void, the sigh of a certain goddess came, as if she was lamenting that she had spared no expense and used the few divine powers to project to the main material plane.

"I hope you are a kind and great soul, like those of your kind." The goddess's eyes seemed to penetrate the Kingdom of God and look into some distant void.

Suddenly, a feeling of weakness came over Eilistraee.

So she sighed and fell into a deep sleep.