Trembling surrounded by elves [Western Fantasy]

Sylvain knew that the time had come when he would become human. But... he still couldn't help but look at the girl in front of him.

She was small, wearing a brown robe, and her arms were bulging as if a stone had fallen. To facilitate walking, the trousers were pulled up above the knees, revealing a stretch of white and tender calves stained with sweat. She was fiddling with the rattan rope in her hand enthusiastically, like a happy little squirrel.

Sylvan is a linden tree rooted at the top of the mountain. He has never seen a female elf and doesn't know whether she is beautiful or ugly. But he just felt that there seemed to be a faint light on her face when she looked like this.

The girl tied up the dandelion, patted her balls, and shouted: "Sweet potato, get ready to go!" Then she opened her hands and jumped off the peak.

Sylvain thought that it was terrible, such a beautiful elf would jump off a cliff and commit suicide! He was so anxious that his body rushed forward involuntarily and grabbed the girl's wrist.

Huh? These snow-white arms? finger? Has he become human?

The girl was forcibly "rescued", but before she could see her "savior" clearly, she felt something strange in her arms. She immediately stretched out her other hand and caught the sweet potato that slipped out of her arms.

"Huh... it's okay."

She caught the balls just in time.

With the power of pulling her wrist, the girl walked back to the flat ground. Seeing that the person holding her was a naked boy, she screamed, threw away the balls in her hands, covered her eyes with her hands and shouted:

"Ah—pervert!"

Sylvan's face turned red and disappeared without a trace.

After not noticing any movement for a while, the girl finally put down her hand, only to realize that there was no one in front of her.

"Scared away?"

A small head emerged from the bushes in the distance.

Seeing him, the girl did not scream again. Instead, she became a little excited and stared at him without blinking.

This naked "pervert" was the first human being she met after waking up.

Does this mean that someone lives here nearby?

She can go home!

Seeing the girl staring at him like a hungry wolf, Sylvain was a little shy but hesitantly walked out.

He put on clothes similar to hers. He was slightly taller than the girl at 1.7 meters tall. His soft blond hair and delicate facial features were as beautiful as a doll.

"Who are you? Where are you?" The girl grabbed the boy's shoulders, looking a little crazy.

"My name is Sylvain. This is the wasteland." He looked at the girl timidly, "Are you blaming me? I just saw you about to jump, and I was afraid that you would be in danger. I was too anxious, so..."

He tried not to think back to that shameful scene, and plucked up the courage to look at her again, "Why do you want to commit suicide? You already have an elf body, we can enter the siege!"

In the eyes of goblins, as long as you survive a thousand years and become a human, your future will be bright. Sylvain didn't understand why she chose to end her life at this time.

His words were like a hammer, hitting the girl's struggling hope.

The girl once thought that these "goblins" might have created another version of themselves through schizophrenia to guide and help her. She thought that as long as she could return to the city, she could cure herself. So she is not afraid of hunger, hardship, long distances, or "sickness"... As long as she can go home alive, as long as she can return to human society... she doesn't care about anything!

But as she lived here longer and longer, there were more and more things that she couldn't explain, such as the giant beast that turned into a pile of stones, and the spider that could weave clothes... She also gradually realized in her heart that this place It seems that this is really not the world I live in.

Despite this, she still had some illusions...

But now, the only person she had met in so many days told her that this was a wasteland and she was an elf.

The girl knew very well, how could she be some bullshit elf? She is a person!

Her face was horribly gloomy, and the excitement and joy just now were gone.

For a long time, she didn't speak. This made Sylvan very anxious and kept trying to persuade her.

The girl finally spoke again, "I lost my memory." She said. She looked at the endless mountains and forests, "I don't remember anything, my parents, relatives, friends, who I am... I don't remember anything.

Now, I don't even know who I am. Living like this is a bit boring. "

The girl smiled bitterly.

"Don't be like this..." Sylvan was a little afraid that she would jump down again, and held her hand tightly, "I have never seen my parents before."

Sylvain was a little confused. Are all elves so strange?

When she was fiddling with those rattan ropes, her excited look made people feel her happiness just by looking at her; but now, this person exudes a lonely and cold atmosphere, even if the scorching sun above her head still can't get rid of her desolation. Who is the person?

"I am a linden tree on the edge of the cliff. I have taken root here since I became conscious. I don't know where my parents are, but there are so many trees in the world, and they are all my brothers and sisters. "

Sylvan took another step closer to the girl, "As long as you enter the siege, you can find my people. Are you afraid that you have nowhere to go? It doesn't matter, you can come with me."

He held the girl's hand tightly and met her doubtful and hesitant eyes. His eyes were always as clear as lake water, "You come with me to the siege city. I heard that the high elves there are very powerful in spiritual arts. I'm sure There will be a way to cure you and restore your memory."

"Okay." The smile returned to the girl's face. She looked at Sylvain and said, "Thank you."

Sylvain blushed and lowered his head in embarrassment. I thought to myself that this elf's special skill should be face changing. Although she was a little different from the elves she had seen before, there was nothing surprising about the differences between elves.

"Then shall we go now?"

"Let's play a game." The girl pointed to the will-o'-the-wisp tree in the distance. "Starting from here, we will split up and end at the largest red-lit tree in the distance to see who gets there first." After finishing speaking, She smiled brightly and stepped on the air.

"Ah!" Sylvan grabbed forward and threw herself into the air, and the girl had disappeared between the cliffs. In less than a second, a figure appeared in the sky with a clear roar.

"Ah hoo - I'll take the first step, bye bye, little sapling..."

Sylvain looked at the figure getting further and further in the sky, above the trees, under the sky, moving further and further towards the rolling, burning sea of ​​clouds. In a trance, I seemed to see a free bird soaring in the sky.

"It's so beautiful..." Sylvan couldn't help but sigh.

The girl was gliding in the sky. She didn't know whether to believe Sylvain or not. He seems innocent and kind.

"Could he be a savage who has lived here since he was a child? But looking at his white body, it doesn't look like him..." The sky gradually darkened, and she thought to herself, if he didn't catch up with her or find her, it would be just right. Get rid of him.

When she thought of "getting rid of him", those clear eyes appeared in front of the girl again, but she shook her head hard.

"You are different from them. If you mistrust others, you may die here." The girl said to herself.

The power of the seeds just brought her close to the giant red-crowned tree. She planted the seeds and began to explore her surroundings.

The trunk of this tree is more than ten meters in diameter, and its dense crown covers an area of ​​nearly a hundred meters. The three-pronged leaves emit a cold red light, making the whole tree very eye-catching in the dark night.

When the girl landed, she caught up with the birds returning to their nests at dusk. She climbed up the tree hard, trying to find a safe place to perch. She was used to sleeping in trees. Although trees were not completely safe, compared to the jackals, tigers, and leopards on the ground, the snakes, insects, rats, and ants on the trees were really nothing.

"What are you doing?"

Startled by the sudden sound, the girl stepped on the air and almost fell from the tree. In the panic, she felt a force from her waist lifting her up. The rustling branches and leaves all around formed a natural tree chair, which held her up and fixed her firmly to the main trunk of the tree. .

She looked at the magical tree chair, then at Sylvain on the ground, and shook her body, as if she wanted to test whether the thing was strong.

"This, did you change this thing?"

What kind of deception is this?

The little tree spirit smiled shyly, jumped up the tree lightly, and sat down next to her.

"Were you planting trees just now?" Sylvain asked.

"Well, it has carried me so far, so I should do something for it..."

The girl's stomach suddenly growled.

She smiled awkwardly, saw Sylvan staring at her doubtfully, and asked, "Sylvain, can you eat?" If he was really an elf transformed from a tree, what should he eat? Do you want to eat dirt?

Sylvan thought seriously for a moment, "I used to be able to get all the energy from the earth and the sun. Now that I have become an elf, can I eat meat..."

The girl's "meat" shook almost inaudibly.

"Ah, are you hungry? Do you want to eat some fruit?" Sylvan suddenly changed the topic and stretched out his palm. In the faint green light, a small sapling sprang up on his palm, and it bloomed in an instant. result process.

Seven or eight red fruits hang on the branches, which are barely supported by the thumb-thin trunk.

The girl stared at the sapling in shock.

At Sylvain's urging, she hesitantly picked the fruit and took a bite. It was crisp and sweet, and tasted a bit like an apple.

"You...are you really a tree?!"

"Yes, didn't I tell you? I am the Goblin tree fairy. By the way, you have lost your memory... What should I call you?"

The girl's mind was going through a storm. She didn't hear clearly what Sylvan said. She just said casually, "Persimmon."

"Okay, Persimmon, it's getting late, let's rest."

He waved his hand, and more branches and leaves slowly intertwined and woven together, joining the previous tree chairs and turning into a closed nest. The nest wrapped her inside and hung her like a chrysalis under the tree trunk.

Through the gap, Persimmon saw Sylvain in an identical "nest" next to her.

"Persimmon, I'm going to sleep first." After saying that, more branches wrapped him up and made him invisible.

Her hand loosened its grip on the flint. This relaxation found Sylvain placing a few glowing leaves for her in the nest. There was a big, red fruit hanging directly above her head, which seemed to be a "late night snack" specially prepared for her.

She found it a bit funny. Did she look so greedy?

But she was smiling and laughing and suddenly she couldn't laugh anymore.

"Sylvan is really an elf," she thought in despair.

Here, maybe it really is another world.