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Xi Di and Brice finally took Crossel back to the hotel.

It's not because of anything else, but mainly because elves are relatively rare in this kind of place, and the way they appeared just now was so conspicuous. Standing three people in the middle of the square always attracts all kinds of messy eyes, making it difficult to communicate calmly.

Crossel didn't know what politeness meant, so she found a chair and sat down when she entered the door. After all, she was still an elf, and her posture was indeed rare and elegant.

Xidi was very interested in elves, so she moved a chair and sat upside down: "So, what do you want from us?"

Crossel took a deep breath.

He also knew that he was actually not very good at communicating with people, and he was specially told by his tribe not to start conflicts casually before he set off - he even memorized a few speeches.

But when this time came, he was not sure which sentence to say first.

"The elves need the help of a magician." Crossel hesitated for a while, but finally chose to get straight to the point, and asked straightforwardly, "I hope you can follow me...to the Forest of Life."

Sidi: "Forest of Life?"

Crossel: "Well, my hometown."

In addition to humans, there are many different races on the continent.

A succubus is one, and so is an elf.

Among these races, humans are the most widely distributed and the most numerous, and they can be seen in every corner of the continent.The number of other ethnic groups is variable, and they basically have their own fixed range of activities, and they rarely leave.

There are obvious differences in living habits between different races. If you communicate with each other casually, you may conflict because of differences in beliefs or cultures—so everyone generally keeps a polite distance and will not interfere with each other.

Human settlements are an exception, like an unspoken tacit understanding, generally no one will fight with people of other races on human territory.

Complete self-isolation is definitely not enough, any race needs a channel to communicate with the outside world.

Trade is very important to all intelligent beings.

It just so happens that humans are pretty good at trade and finding a safe balance between the various races.

Because of this, human beings are not too unfamiliar to them. Even if Crossel appeared in the square today, it did not cause much commotion.

Crossel further explained: "There is something wrong with our... tree of life. I am going out this time to find a solution."

The elves don't believe in any tangible gods, they only believe in the forest that gave them life.

In the middle of the forest is the tree of life.

All the elves in this world are born from the fetal fruit on the tree of life, and there is no concept of death. After the consciousness disappears, they will return to the mother tree and become a new leaf on the tree.

The life of the elves is recorded on the leaves.

Xi Di has heard of all these things. The boy rested his arms on the back of the chair, rested his chin on it, and asked, "What happened to the tree of life?"

Logically speaking, the elves should be the race that knows their mother tree best, but now that Crossel has left the Forest of Life and seeks help from the outside world, it means that they have nothing to do with this matter.

Crossel hesitated.

The elf's beauty is impeccable, and even his frowning looks like a work of art: "This, we don't know yet."

"The elf mother tree has existed since the birth of the mainland." He said, "She has never had any problems in the past, and there were signs only a few days ago, but before that, we didn't notice anything abnormal."

"Some leaves of the mother tree withered."

Mutations appear suddenly.

The tree of life of the elves is not an ordinary plant, every part of it involves the whole elves, the branches give birth to life, and the leaves represent the mother tree to accept the child back to her embrace.

The tree of life is their belief, and any change may lead to turmoil in the entire elves.

This matter is very serious, and Crossel said again: "We need your help."

Xidi is not a magician. Even if she is very interested in the elf's life forest, she knows that she can't agree casually, so she turns to Brice and asks, "What do you think?"

Bryce hesitated for a moment.

Crossel looked at him expectantly.

Brace: "Can I ask you a question?"

Crossel: "You ask."

Bryce: "Since you don't know why the tree of life changes, why do you think the magician can know? I've never even been to the forest of life."

It seems that this elf ran to a human town, and whenever he saw a magician, he wanted to pull them into his forest.

It is also a little too unreliable.

It's almost like a trap.

Bryce asked Crossel again: "I haven't seen you before?"

Crossel nodded, her blond hair slid down her ears: "I haven't seen it before."

"But I know it's you," he said, "because I had a dream."

Sidi: "Dream?"

He looked at Crossel with a much more friendly look, and felt that this elf was more pleasing to the eye.

—It turns out that your spirit is not normal either.

Crossel obviously misunderstood the boy's eyes seeing the same kind as curiosity, so he explained: "Well, I had a dream the day after I found out that the mother tree was withered."

"I dreamed that the roots of the mother tree drilled out of the ground, and the roots were covered with dark red light spots. The light spots soon turned into long thorns, and finally entangled the mother tree itself."

"She was struggling, but she couldn't escape. Those thorns pierced into her body, continuously absorbing her life."

Xi Di listened with interest: "And then?"

Crossel: "And then I woke up."

Xi Di: "..."

Xidi was disappointed, the dream was endless, as if she didn't say anything: "It doesn't mean anything."

"Elves never dream, and all dreams are omens." Crossel said, "Especially... a special elf like me."

Sidi: "How special?"

Crossel: "I am a priest of the elves."

The elves have no leader or king. The priest is the best and most pious one selected from the whole clan, and is responsible for presiding over the birth and return ceremonies of the elves.

revered by the whole family.

Xi Di didn't quite believe it: "Really?"

But he didn't look like a priest at all.

Crossel: "What did I lie to you for?"

The tree of life was originally taken care of by the elven priest. Now that something happened to the mother tree, it was reasonable for him to come out to find a solution himself.

Sidi: "You haven't said what your dream has to do with the magician."

Crossel: "Oh, because they really don't matter."

Xi Di: "..."

Crossel: "After waking up, I have been restless, so I went to the mother tree to have a look."

At that time, there was no problem with the tree of life, and Crossel received the first leaf from the mother tree that night.

The leaves are withered and yellow, and the veins are broken.

The withering of the tree of life is a major event. The next day, the elves immediately put the whole family under martial law, guarding under the tree day and night to prevent someone from secretly hurting the mother tree while they were not paying attention.

But no, they found nothing.

Crossel: "Then I performed a divination."

Elves communicate with nature and are a race favored by the whole nature. They can borrow the power of most elements and are very good at divination.

But they only use this ability when absolutely necessary.

Xidi was pissed off by the elf just now, but now she couldn't control her curiosity, and asked again, "What's the result?"

Crossel did not tell him: "Only the fortune-teller can know the specific content."

After thinking about it, he said, "But I can tell you that I came here because I was guided by divination."

The child stood up without a word, and fell into Bryce's arms.

He is tired.

Brice caught him with a smile, and took over the topic: "I understand, you continue."

"So." Crossel finally concluded, "My dreams all contain some kind of omen, and now I think it has something to do with the magician."

"I need your help." He said, "I have been waiting for you since the day I saw you at the alley."

That was three days ago.

Brice and Sheedy hadn't been out for the past two days, so they didn't see him.

Xidi poked her head out of Bryce's arms: "Why don't you come to us directly?"

Although it was useless to look for it, the two of them were very busy at that time, and it was impossible to open the door casually for strangers.

Crossel became visibly coy.

"...I was too anxious when I went out, so I didn't expect it." He said, "I didn't bring any money, and the hotel owner wouldn't let me in."

The elves themselves don't need money in the Living Forest, but they also have trade with humans, so at least there is still currency.

However, as an elf priest, Crossel would not leave the forest unless necessary, and his clansmen were even more worried about his communication with people, so until he left, no one thought of reminding him to bring human currency.

You can't stay in a hotel without money—not even if you're an elf.

Sidi: "Oh."

Brace: "So where did you live the last two days?"

Crossel replied naturally: "It's on that tree in the square."

He is an elf, with a high natural affinity, he doesn't have to sleep in the room, even if he sleeps directly on the tree, he will be accepted naturally.

"I think there are quite a lot of people in that square." He said, "And every road from your hotel will pass through it, so I just waited for you there."

When he saw the two of them today, he was about to get down from the tree, so he solved the commotion in the square as well.

Brace: "One last question."

Seeing their attitudes, Crosell felt that there was some drama, and answered positively: "You ask."

"Why us?" Bryce said, "There should be many magicians in this world, and we must not be the only ones passing through this town."

This is a big town. Adventurers, travelers, and even magicians of other races are scattered in every corner of the town. They have seen several of them, but Crossel seems to recognize them. I also waited two days for this.

Why is that?

Crossel: "Not everyone can create a magic circle out of thin air. Not everyone has a... special soul like yours."

The elf finished what he wanted to say, became quiet, and turned his eyes around the two of them.

From the moment he appeared in front of the two of them, his image was straight-eyed. Although he looked beautiful, he really couldn't communicate with people, and he didn't look like an elf.

At this time, after finishing speaking, a strange aura appeared on his body.

It seems that you can really see through the skin and see the soul hidden under it.

Sidi: "What soul?"

He never felt that he was so special.

Crossel: "The soul from the abyss."

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