Lugia, my name of the elf

The head of the sub-island.

"Sister, look, it is eating fruit. Hehe, I will definitely feed you until you are fat." Velia hugged the Slowpoke baby, looking like she couldn't put it down, and fed the fruits that she usually used as snacks. Gave it to the little guy.

"The storm is blowing, sister, are you sure that sea monster won't bite off your finger?" My sister looked at Vilia who was being affectionate with Slowpoke with some worry, and asked with concern.

"No, the priest has said that these are Slowpoke babies. They will definitely not hurt anyone. They are so cute. Don't you want to touch them?" Vilia struggled to lift the Slowpoke babies in her arms. Lift it high and say.

The lifted Slowpoke had a cute look on its face, and its stubby little arms were swinging around in vain. The little guy seemed to feel unusually anxious and helpless because he had no point of focus.

"Uh..." A look of hesitation appeared on her sister's face. Looking at Slowpoke's adorable and honest appearance, she also felt curious in her heart.

How does that chubby belly feel when you touch it?

"Since it is an oracle from the gods and an order from the priest, I think there shouldn't be any big problems..." After her sister convinced herself, she carefully raised her hand and rubbed the Slowpoke baby. belly.

The next moment, a girlish and tender smile appeared on the face of this cold female warrior who had no emotional fluctuations in the impression of other male warriors.

"Haha, it's really soft." The comfortable touch in her hands healed her sister's heart, and she couldn't help but admire it.

But as she spoke, her hands didn't stop for a moment.

"Hehe, I just said that it is impossible for elves to hurt my sister. If there are other elves outside that really hurt us, it will definitely not be my Slowpoke." Vilia looked serious and pouted. said firmly.

"Hey." Seeing the ignorant and naive Vilia, her sister shook her head and laughed. She really didn't know what to say.

"My Slowpoke, you won't hurt me and my sister, but will protect us, right!" Velia took Slowpoke into her arms again, stared into the little guy's eyes, and asked.

Under the moonlight, Slowpoke looked at the girl's friendly eyes. The little guy's dull eyes suddenly became lively. He slowly opened his mouth and softly said: "Slow..."

"Hehe, we are best friends, let's sleep together today."

"I'm going to sleep with you in my arms. You're so fat, so you'll be very warm, so I don't have to cover you with anything to keep warm!"

After receiving Slowmon's affirmative reply, Vilia's eyes turned into crescent moons, and her heart became even more happy.

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Late at night, my sister saw Vilia sleeping on the bed with the Slowpoke baby in her arms. A soft smile appeared on her face, and she sighed in her heart;

Ever since Vilia's father and mother left the two sisters, her sister has never seen Vilia have such a happy day;

At first, when the superiors informed her sister that Vilia needed to enter the main island again and meet the spokesperson of the storm in person;

Her heart immediately skipped a beat, and she felt an extremely strong sense of uneasiness.

My originally happy heart felt like falling into an ice cave, and I was in despair;

Because when the Demon God was still alive, Vilia was the sacrifice;

But now, the tribe clearly has a new faith, but why does the Storm God still want Vilia to go to the main island?

Could it be said that if the gods failed to demand sacrifices again, she would still lose Vilia?

Or, do the so-called gods require human sacrifices as the price of protecting humans?

Due to her sister's status within the tribe, she has no right to question or resist direct orders from the high priest.

She had no choice but to wait anxiously at home;

This helpless woman prayed to the God of Storms countless times in her heart, begging the God of Storms not to take away her only relative.

Fortunately, the Storm God seemed to have listened to her prayers, and not only allowed Velia to return to her safely, but also brought back an additional Slowpoke.

After Vilia returned home, she was as happy as before.

My sister is still the leader who remembers the end of the Seven Islands, and Lord Alor personally sent Vilia back home.

My sister didn’t understand how, as an ordinary resident of Vilia, she could be escorted personally by the leader of a branch island.

But all the doubts became clear when Alor called Vilia "the goddess".

It turned out that after the high priest and others went to meet the spokesperson of the storm, she stayed directly on the former main island and declared to the whole island;

The Seven Islands Tribe has since been renamed the Storm Tribe.

Moreover, under the high priest and above the leaders of the sub-islands, there are seven goddesses. When the goddesses grow up, the seven of them will guard the seven islands.

However, this made my sister a little confused. With Vilia's weak body, how could she have the ability to protect the entire island?

"Is it the power given by the gods?" her sister guessed, but she vaguely felt that her idea might be wrong.

So next, she subconsciously set her eyes on the Slowpoke held by Vilia.

"Could it be that it's a sea monster, oh no, it relies on the power of elves? Could these elves grow?" My sister was shocked and immediately thought of this possibility.

But the next moment, this smart woman made an analogy and thought of another possibility!

Since Vilia and the elf named "Slowmon" can live in peace with them;

Does that mean that the elves, which were called sea monsters by the tribesmen in the past, can actually be conquered?

It's just that the Seven Islands tribe used to have too strong a sense of defending its territory, but it was self-defeating?

My sister thinks that it seems necessary to convey this information to the leader of the sub-island, Lord Lane.

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Late at night, the eight islands are all peaceful and calm;

Among them, a holy white shadow shuttles in the sky, overlooking the place of faith in the posture of a god;

It was Lugia who was really curious and worried about the situation of the seven children and came to observe;

In fact, as long as any human being calls the name of the storm, he can see the specific situation of the current believers;

But unfortunately, these girls didn't know how to pray devoutly before going to bed. Therefore, Lugia naturally had no way of knowing their specific situation.

Although Lugia's flying speed cannot keep up with him, he can fly three thousand miles in the deep sea in an instant;

But it is still a mythical beast with flying attributes, and its flying speed is not bad either;

In just a short while, he almost understood the conditions of the seven girls, including Vilia.

Seven girls, six in total, all fell asleep together with Slowpoke in their arms;

Even Antonie, who has a slight mysophobia, keeps Slowpoke next to her.

Lugia nodded with satisfaction. Just as he had expected, the Slowpoke babies had gotten along extremely well with the seven girls he had selected.

This is an excellent beginning. I believe that over time, people will eventually accept elves.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Lugia returned to the deep sea whirlpool.

Ordinary time passes day after day, but after a month;

A unique prayer content caught Lugia's attention.