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The Guardian Ceremony of the Elf Queen is a rare event, and even Helen participated in it for the first time. When she met the previous Elf Queen, she already had a guardian by her side.

Except for the elders of the Yaxton family who were imprisoned in the ice prison, the other families of the wolf clan left one or two elders to stay in their territories, and the rest of the werewolves followed Helen to the elves.

Werewolves live in the ice field, and it is difficult to have any entertainment in the ice and snow. The young werewolves in the clan fight with their clansmen every day and find a place to sleep, which is very boring. This time they finally came to the elves to participate in such a lively event. They are excited Like crazy.

The little wolves changed into their original form and rolled on the grass. The howling of the wolves almost overwhelmed the music of the elves. Hanni sat in the corner alone, her long snow-white hair fell on the ground and was stained with grass leaves. She didn't care. The little wolves who were having fun were in a daze, their sky blue eyes looked dull.

During this period of time, she stayed in the Protoss territory and did not go back. Although she said it was to obey Patriarch Helen's order, she actually did not want to go back in her heart.

The relationship between her and Joanna has always been rigid, they have never looked like a normal pair of mother and daughter, but even so she is unwilling to believe that Joanna will have an affair with the blood.

During the time she was in the Protoss, she wanted to wait for Patriarch Helen to investigate this matter clearly. When she knew that Helen was going to bring her people to the Elf Clan, she was looking forward to seeing Joanna beside Patriarch Helen, but she After all, I was disappointed.

And not only Joanna was absent, but even the elders of the Yaxton clan were absent. Only the young wolf of the younger generation was brought out. Of course, Hanni could guess what this meant.

The Yaxton family is second only to the Field family among werewolves, and Hanni couldn't understand why they would betray.

"Why are you here alone?" Helen's voice suddenly rang in Hanni's ears, bringing her back to her senses when she was in a daze. He shouted, "Patriarch Helen."

Helen raised her hand and stroked her hair. She was still as patient and gentle as usual, without any alienation, and said softly, "Hannah said you were in a bad mood, so let me take a look."

Hanni froze for a moment, then tilted her head and looked behind Helen. Hannah stood a dozen meters away from them and was looking at her worriedly. After meeting her eyes, she waved her hand cautiously.

Hanni smiled at Hannah, then raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, then lowered her head and whispered, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

"I just..." She paused before continuing, "I just don't know why she did that."

Helen understood what she said without beginning or end. With her hands behind her back, she felt the flower-scented breeze unique to the elves for a while, and then said softly, "Joanna wants the wolf clan to be as powerful as the blood clan."

"She wants to take away the tree of life regardless of the survival of the elves, because she believes that the wolf clan that has solved the problem of reproduction will become the most powerful race in the Staru Continent."

"She thinks that the wolf clan is the master of this continent."

She has known Joanna for hundreds of years. No one knows better than her the ambition hidden under this person's gentle appearance. She doesn't think it is a bad thing to be ambitious, but she must keep the bottom line if she is ambitious.

And Joanna obviously didn't hold on.

"Then if we do this, we are the second blood race..." Just to make our own race stronger and hurt other races, what is the difference between them and the blood race?

Helen smiled at Hanni, raised her hand to stroke her hair, and said softly, "She is not as kind as you."

Hanni rubbed against Helen's leg, raised her head and asked, "Helen patriarch doesn't agree with her idea, does he?"

Helen hummed, then slightly turned her head to face the direction of Cynthia and Olivia, her voice was so soft that it seemed to be blowing away with the wind and she seemed to be sighing, "This continent doesn't need a master." It just needs calm.

She knew it from the time she became the werewolf patriarch, and she believed that Cynthia and Olivia knew it too.

So, they are all working hard for this goal.

The Guardian Ceremony of the Elf Queen usually takes four to five days to start, but now is the most critical period for expelling the blood race, so after the sky darkened, Polly directed the playful people to give up the open space and prepare to hold it directly ceremony.

According to the normal process of the Guardian Ceremony, the branch left by the forest goddess selects for the Elf Queen the most suitable candidate for the Elf Queen from among the Elf Warrior candidates for the Guardian. The queen's relationship can be that of a companion, but it can also be a pure guardian relationship.

And if the elf queen already has a favorite candidate in her heart, she doesn't need to choose the branch herself, she just needs to hold the branch and mark the elf she likes.

However, Olivia's situation does not belong to either of these two categories. Cynthia is a foreign race, so it doesn't matter whether to apply the mark or not, everything depends on Olivia.

After all, the imprint of the branch of the forest goddess is only to increase the ability of the elf guardian to perceive the power of nature.

The elves were very curious about whether Queen Olivia would mark Cynthia, so their eyes lit up when they saw her walking out with a branch in hand.

The heated discussions of the elves spread all the way to the wolf clan on the opposite side. After Helen's reassurance, Hanni's heart was half untied, and affected by the atmosphere of the elves, she was also excited. Seeing Olivia who came out holding a branch, she realized that this ceremony was a ceremony for the elf queen to choose Cynthia as her guardian.

"Did Queen Olivia and Cynthia like each other?" Hanni exclaimed while looking around, "Then are they going to have elves together?"

Cynthia is a protoss, and judging by her strength, the power of light contained in her blood is absolutely pure and strong. After she fuses with the elf queen's blood essence, will it be an elf or a protoss?

Not only she had this question, the other werewolves were also curious about this matter, and some even ran to Helen's side to ask.

Helen and the previous elf queen are old friends, so she still knows a little about the history of the elves. She raised her hand to caress the white gauze covering her eyes, and said with a smile: "It must be an elf."

"All the elf queens who chose alien races as guardians in the past have successfully bred the next elf queen." The elf queen's blood is special, and what is used for breeding is elf fruit. The blood of the alien race cannot suppress the elves. Queen's blood.

None of the previous alien guardians could suppress it, how could Cynthia be an exception.

The elves wondered if their queen would mark the guardian, and the werewolves wondered whether the elf queen and the alien race would breed elves, but the other two races did not have so many problems. Simply admiring the ceremony.

After all, such outstanding and beautiful people as Cynthia and Olivia are already very eye-catching just standing together.

Although the whispers of the elves and the excited discussions of the werewolves reached Cynthia's ears, they did not divert her attention. She walked on the carpet made of flowers, all her thoughts were tied to the On the light green figure at the end.

Olivia still only wore a simple white long dress at this moment, but replaced the elegant silver belt with a bright gold color. Olivia, as the number one beauty in the Statu Continent, did not need a gorgeous dress. Clothes, just a smile on the lips is enough to make everything pale.

The branch in her hand exuded a light green light, and the power of nature lingered around Olivia. She looked at Cynthia who was walking towards her, and the coldness in her light green eyes gradually melted into an obvious smile. She He glanced up at the wreath on Cynthia's head, and asked with a chuckle, "When did you put the wreath on?"

Not when they separated.

Cynthia raised her hand and touched the wreath on the top of her head. Her long silver hair was hanging down softly behind her. She winked at Olivia and smiled softly: "For such an important moment, you must wear a gift from Her Majesty the Queen." Only my token of love is taken seriously."

Olivia pursed her lips, looked up at Cynthia for a moment, and then slowly raised the branch in her hand. She slowed down and spoke seriously as if she was saying an oath, "In the witness of the power of nature and the forest With the blessing of the goddess, I, Olivia Vanhissel, in the name of the elf queen, would like to give the branch of the forest goddess to the guardian Cynthia."

As she spoke, she stretched the branch horizontally and handed it to Cynthia.

Cynthia, who had been looking at Olivia with a smile, was taken aback for a moment, looked down at the branch, and asked in surprise, "Give it to me?"

She had inquired about the process of the guardian ceremony before she was with Olivia, and there was no such step in the process.

Not only was Cynthia surprised, but the elves who were discussing whether Queen Olivia would mark Cynthia just now also fell silent and looked at each other, shocked by Olivia's decision.

There has never been an elf queen who would give a branch of the forest goddess to a foreign guardian, but before Olivia, the elves only had a branch of the forest goddess.

The branch in Olivia's hand was a new branch obtained by waking up the sanctuary of the forest goddess when the previous elf queen died in battle and the elves were besieged by blood clans.

Even Polly didn't expect that Olivia would be willing to give Cynthia this branch that meant a lot to her.

She often followed Olivia and saw her getting along with Cynthia. She always thought that Cynthia had a deeper affection for their queen, but now it seems that their queen's affection is no less than Cynthia.

"Give me your magic staff." Olivia's lips curled up into a nice smile, and she directly raised her hand towards the space gem at Cynthia's waist, and a spar emitting a faint golden light appeared in her hand. She used the power of nature to levitate the light spar in the air, and then whispered a spell.

The branches of the forest goddess shone with light green light, and under the influence of nature, they slowly merged with the bright spar. The bright spar suddenly flashed golden light, and the slender emerald green branches were gradually shrouded in golden light. After the golden light faded , the slender branches have turned into a pure white staff with delicate patterns engraved on the body.

With the branch of the forest goddess as the staff, the energy contained in the bright spar seems to be completely released. The original ordinary spar now looks extraordinarily crystal clear.

Olivia sent the staff to Cynthia with the force of nature, motioning for her to pick it up.

Cynthia looked down at the staff for a while, then stretched out her hand to hold it. The staff was delicate and smooth to the touch, and she had already felt the surging power of light from the bright spar just as she took it.

"Cynthia's staff." Cynthia, who was gently stroking the staff with her fingers, looked up in doubt when she heard the voice. Olivia looked into her eyes and said softly, "The name of the staff."

After Cynthia realized it, she couldn't help but chuckled, "Does Cynthia's staff sound better than Olivia's staff?"

When she said before that she would name the staff Olivia Staff, she did not forget Olivia's expression at that time.

Olivia Quan pretended not to see the teasing in Cynthia's eyes, and said solemnly: "Cynthia's staff is more suitable."

Cynthia smiled and did not refute. She rubbed the staff in her hand for a while, and then swung it suddenly. Bright and dazzling golden petals fell from the sky, almost able to light up the night.

Most of the eyes focused on them were drawn away by the golden petals all over the sky. Cynthia took the opportunity to take a step forward, leaned slightly to Olivia's ear, and said softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear. : "I am willing to spend my whole life protecting Queen Olivia."

She stared at Olivia's profile, with a smile on her eyes and brows, "I swear in the name of Cynthia Van Chissel."

Olivia maintained a calm expression at the beginning, until she heard the second half of the sentence, she couldn't help but chuckled, raised her hand to her forehead, and said with a hint of helplessness in her tone, "This is my last name."

Cynthia sniffed the faint fragrance unique to Olivia, glanced at her neck and behind her ears, her eyes dimmed, and she said with a low smile: "Your Majesty even gave you the staff, don't mind if I give you another surname Bar."

Although she knew that many people were staring at them now, but Olivia was at a place where she could hug and kiss when she raised her hand, Cynthia was still a little ready to move. She waved her staff and summoned another batch of golden petals, As a cover, he lowered his head and kissed Olivia's forehead. The desire to touch Olivia from the beginning was finally satisfied.

This staff was beyond her expectation, but it made her extremely happy.

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