I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Seeing her sister being pulled aside to chat by a powerful vengeful spirit, Lian felt a little worried.

But after a while, the little girl seemed to realize something and ran to Priest Boll, tears welling up in her big eyes.

"Master! Master Pol!

Just now, that vengeful spirit said that my sister has the blood of the high elves, but he didn't say that I have...

Does this mean, does this mean,

I am a child picked up by my mother... wuwuwuwu..."

Unlike Xiling, their elf mother disappeared shortly after Lian was born - that's what her sister told her.

So in Lian's little head, the memory of her mother is very limited.

I only remember the warm smile, the soft whispers, and the elf nursery rhymes hummed softly at night.

Although she was only ten years older than her, during the time when the two sisters were living under the care of others, the elder sister Xiling actually played the role of mother.

This is why Lian is so dependent on and values ​​her sister.

For the little girl, the most terrifying thing is not the fall of the kingdom of God or the end of the world, but that her sister may not be her biological sister.

Will my sister be like my mother and not care about me anymore?

Paul was confused by the question and didn't know what was going on in little Lian's mind. He could only gently touch the little half-elf's head, trying to calm the crying girl down.

But this did not make Lian feel better. Instead, her sobbing became louder and louder. Helpless, Paul could only look to Broken Tooth Wasteland for help.

Just when the two rough guys were at a loss as to what to do with the little girl, Monkna came back with Xiling.

"Eh? Little Lian, did anyone bully you? Why are you crying so loudly?"

The little girl pursed her lips and asked out her doubts with a twitch.

After hearing this, Monkna couldn't help but burst into laughter, which frightened the moon elves who were leaving one after another and quickened their pace, fearing that this former high elf would be unhappy and use an instant death AOE.

"Hahaha! I can't take it anymore. Your sister is just too adorable! Hahaha..."

After a long while, until Bol began to think that if the other party was not a vengeful spirit, he would probably laugh to death, Monkna reluctantly stopped laughing and explained to Lian:

"Little Lian, the lifespan of high elves is much longer than those moon elves.

If it is a hybrid, it is already quite good to be able to show high elf blood at the age of 100.

You’re just a little bit more…hahahahaha…”

Before he finished speaking, he started laughing again.

"excuse me……"

A dozen or so elves stood behind the vengeful spirit and shouted weakly when the laughter faded.

"Oh? Why don't you leave? Are you waiting for the old guy?

Don't wait any longer. According to the old guy's bad habits, he probably won't come back."

The one leading the group was a thin moon elf woman. It seemed that she had lost sleep due to the imprisonment in the past few days, and there were deep dark circles under her eyes.

She hesitated for a long time before she slowly spoke to Monkna.

"We are not waiting for the undead, we are waiting for the human.

I and the elves behind me want to learn the ways of druids from him."

ha! ?

The pastor next to him, Paul, looked unhappy.

What's going on? Can't the authentic North District Priest of the Gray Haze Forest see me, who is so big?

Do I have to learn from that bastard human kid?

Just because that guy said a few words before everyone beat up the Speaker?

Boll became more and more unhappy the more he thought about it, and he silently conducted self-psychological counseling in his heart -

When Alvin comes back, I will kick him a few times or just beat him up.

……

As the subsidence ended, the entire Elf Courtyard became a place where no one was allowed to enter.

This elven kingdom on the east side of the gray haze forest, which looked like a paradise on earth, has completely turned into purgatory.

Everywhere there are living things turned into powder, and everywhere there are fallen elves wandering around. This is not the blessing of the gods at all, but the punishment of gods to destroy the world.

Deep underground in the Elf Courtyard, in a temple from the Misdren period, Frey was staring blankly at the creatures in front of her.

"Mr. Leia, you said that inside this divine creature is Teacher Lati?"

"That's right, little Frey. Leti and I are working on how to separate her from it."

"And Mr. Holy Spirit, you said this stingy old skeleton is Rillifane?"

"Ah... to be precise, it's my Lord's consciousness and bones. His body is there..."

Frey, who was already a little dazed, became even dazed now.

How can the mentor be so beautiful and turn into a ball...

"Well, my little friends, Leia and Lati will be doing some research here, we have to make room for them."

The old skeleton - let's call him the old skeleton for now - was wandering around in his own temple, knocking on the statues on the wall from time to time.

Finally, he wandered to the Holy Spirit flashing with white light and stopped.

"Lord Rillifane, Father of the Forest, Guardian of Nature, Spirit of the Leaves..."

"Stop, stop, stop, stop."

The old skeleton stopped the devout believer from reciting his nickname in time.

"I remember you, the boy who pursued Monkna back then."

The frequency of the Holy Spirit's flashing suddenly increased a few times, as if expressing its embarrassment.

"Yes, sir (Lord is the title that priests use to refer to the gods they serve in many situations), I am Faeren, the war priest under your command, who has been pursuing the elven princess for many years."

“Yes, yes, it’s you, kid, who keeps his head down and follows the chief priest all day long;

He stared at Monkna so much that she had to lengthen her skirt..."

"Lord Rillifane! Let us not dwell on these past events..."

"And then she prayed to me that Monkna would change the dress back -

I said, I am the god of nature, not the god of skirts, how can I care about these things..."

"..."

"...That girl named Leia over there is exactly like you, tut tut tut, poor man...

Well, little guy, I plan to rediscover my path to becoming a god, and a little human gave me a great revelation. "

"My Lord! As a powerful god of the elven pantheon, how can you change your priesthood at will!"

"I asked Monkna to move it back from the cemetery."

"Change it! Sir, it must be changed!

Tell me, how to change it! "

……

In the haze forest, a team of about twenty people was moving slowly through the woods.

Most of the people in the team were elves. They looked listless and slightly sad. A few elves who were exhausted were supported by their companions and planned to sit down on the side of the road to rest.

Leading the team were two humans and an orc, the burly human was almost the same physique as the orc.

But he seemed to be in poor condition and moved very slowly.

As for the other human, he was rubbing his butt and covering his nose, muttering to himself.

"No, Master. I still don't understand.

Why did you have to kick me twice when I was just teleported here? "

The tall man next to him supported the orc and replied unhappily:

"I asked Little Bella to tell you to take good care of Xilingerlian and not to come.

What happened? You brought them all!

No! Just beating him up won't make me feel better!"

"Squeak!"

“Hey!

No, it's not my fault. The mouse has a bad memory and didn't say the whole thing...

Stop pretending to be stunned, Bella, and explain it to me!

Master, calm down, don't kick from behind..."

There was a rustling sound of leaves, and two half-elves appeared in front of the team with a dozen druids.

"Master, I have called for help from the base. They brought some food and water, as well as colleagues who are good at medical magic."

"Great."

The large male human scratched his bald head and slapped the young human hard on the shoulder, causing the boy to grimace in pain.

"Let's go! Let's go home!"