Invincible witch

I said softly: "Don't force yourself to make a choice, Fandan. I abandoned my past, my world and decided to stay here, not to blackmail you into giving in. Although I have forced you many times, but this time I I hope you can make the best choice for yourself. In fact, you don’t have to worry about me... You know that I can survive in this world by myself..."

Apparently that last sentence angered Findan.He strode up to me suddenly, and the big cloak of leaves was raised behind his menacing figure.He stopped in front of me, looking down at me condescendingly, the oppressive aura emanating from his figure made me feel short of breath.

He gritted his teeth and stared at me, with sharp lines on his cheeks, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a word from between his teeth. "Since we no longer share the same beliefs, you think it's okay with you even if our future paths don't align?!"

I was slightly astonished, and opened my mouth slightly to look at him, a little puzzled as to how this matter would suddenly get involved with the issue of belief.

I obviously restrained my most self-willed desire, ordered myself not to indulge myself with his feelings, and forced him to choose me-God knows I have never been so reasonable!It's so sensible that it makes my heart tingle and the tip of my nose sore!

But Fandan obviously didn't realize how much courage it took for me to say what I just said in a reasonable respect for his wishes.

He gave me an angry look, as if he couldn't bear to continue talking tonight with this unknown woman, he suddenly turned his face away, turned around, and walked away.

I stared blankly at his back, I couldn't believe that once he thought that the direction of the conversation had deviated from his expectation, this great hero of Elrollan would immediately stop the conversation like an ostrich and run away!

I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.My mind is still churning with what I have experienced and heard during this long night—Oselos, the former teacher of Findan, who denied me veiledly; the old and wise guardian who suddenly appeared at the foot of the miraculous building in Celistara— — that old Druid; the miracle "Silena's Daughter" that was gradually disappearing in front of me; and Findan's expression full of anger and some kind of indescribable disappointment just now -- it seemed that he had simply put himself All hope is pinned on one person, and he is convinced that even at the end of the world, that person will not live up to his expectations, but in the end he finds that person is far from being as tough and beautiful as he imagined, making him in a flash. He felt lost and at a loss, as if he didn't know if it was right for him to do it, and if it was right for him to persevere...

But, Fandan, don't you know?I am the witch, the most outstanding "temptress" Jezebeth among the demon lords.And the demon girl doesn't know how to give up easily.Although I have shown my reasonableness, I will also show my determination to live up to the title of witch.

I took two steps back slowly, and my back hit the handrail of the spiral staircase.I simply leaned my entire back on the handrail and railing of the stairs, and bent one leg, with my foot resting on the steps, looking relaxed and at ease.In fact, God knows that I am so nervous that I am dying.

I said, "Sri Misherasuka, Fisdlandon."

Fandan's furious figure froze suddenly, turned around as if suddenly struck by lightning, and asked incredulously, "You...what did you say?!"

I still leaned on the wall seemingly leisurely, and replied with a smile: "Hey, why don't you know?"

Fan Dan gouged me seven or eight times with his eyes, and seemed extremely dissatisfied with my understatement.

I put away my previous playful smile, stared into his blue eyes, and said, "This sentence was taught to me by an old druid. I think you probably know him—that is An old druid who guards the miraculous building 'Daughter of Syrena'. He said it was an ancient elven language that meant—'You are my faith'."

There was a sudden storm in Fan Dan's eyes, like a rough sea, deep, unpredictable, wonderful and dangerous.He turned back a few steps and walked in front of me, staring at my face condescendingly, as if he wanted to see something on my face that he was eager to know, for a long, long time.

Then, to my surprise, he didn't show any emotion because of the ancient elven language I learned, but said flatly: "I don't know the old druid you mentioned. In fact Above, the 'Daughter of Silena' is unguarded. There will be no guards on any of the buildings of the elves, because we want to make sure that every elf has the same opportunity to use them and access them at any time."

I was a little surprised.

The tone of his words seemed to be stating a fact.And my experience over the years can also confirm his narration. I have never seen any people guarding the building in any elf building-except for the towns and fortresses that have to be guarded, they even have the highest parliament. Only two mediocre war dancers were placed at the door.Those two men were more doormen than guards.At least no matter what kind of appearance I appear in front of Celistara’s parliament—whether it’s the forest elf Delelle, the dark elf Ilaya, or the human Luna—they It has never really prevented me from entering the supreme ruling body of the forest elves, the symbol of power.

...but what about the old druid? !I'm pretty sure I'm not sleepwalking tonight, not dreaming.I really saw the miracle building "Silena's Daughter" built by my supervisor for the last time, as a human race.The old druid did say something to me, and taught me how to pronounce the Old Elvish.Is it all just the miraculous arrangement of the goddess Sirena? !

I stared at Fan Dan's face that always looked serious and rigid, unrepentant, serious and persistent.

I liked that face so much that I would have risked the same affection from him.

So now I'm going on the last and biggest adventure of my life.

I firmly believe that I have the permission and blessing of the tolerant and loving goddess Sirena.Everything that happened at the miraculous building "Syrene's Daughter" just now can prove this point.

Even though the holy goddess Syrena has treated me so favorably, I have the unkindness to abduct from her territory the most valiant, most stern, wisest, most upright, most meritorious, and most revered of her devotees one.

I stared at Findan and blinked.

"It doesn't really matter who told me that," I said, "what matters is that I just saw the 'Daughter of Syrena' and saw this line of ancient Elvish script carved on its tree. I thought, The holy Sirena was far more loving and tolerant than her stern and rigid followers. She performed her miracles before me for the last time, though I am no longer a wood elf."

The author has something to say: Update on September 11:

The baby is finally healed~~ Every time such a small baby gets sick, it is a torment for himself and the people who love him. . .Especially this time, the course of the illness has dragged on for a long time. Seeing him crying in pain, I feel really sad. . .

Now that he is healed, he started to toss about eating and sleeping every day again. Although it is really tiring to toss with him, I finally have the mind to come back and continue to fill in the holes~~

Next update: three days later.Quack~~ :)