dedicated to violets

"Who are you!" The girl's scolding voice sounded above the twins' heads.

As soon as Yige raised his head, a long arrow pierced through the air and pierced straight into the soil at Yige's feet.

If the arrow had deflected further, it might have sunk into his instep.

Yige held Yuli's hand, comforted him silently, and then shouted: "My name is Ignace, and I'm here to make friends with the elves!"

The elf girl standing on the tree showed a strange expression.

"Make friends?" She said disdainfully, "Who wants to make friends with strange outsiders."

She drew the bowstring fully, pointed the arrow at Yige's forehead, and threatened viciously: "Get out as you came! Otherwise, my next arrow will go through your head."

Yige noticed that Yuli was trembling behind him. He thought Yuli was afraid, so he squeezed his hand comfortingly, and said in a low voice, "It's okay with my brother here."

He raised his head again, and said loudly: "I know this is the Ymir Forest, and I also know that there are dwarves and elves living here. I came here to make friends with you sincerely."

The elf girl didn't want to spend too much time talking with him. When Yige talked about friends, the long arrow spun and shot.

Yig stretched out his hand nimbly, and grabbed the shaft of the arrow with lightning speed.

He pretended to sigh, "I want to communicate friendly, but why do you want to do it?"

After a while.

The elf girl's hands were bound by vines, and she sat on the stone puffed up. Even her ankles were bound and she couldn't move.

Yuli looked at the girl's appearance curiously. She was delicate and beautiful, with pointed ears and blond hair, but her hair color was much lighter than theirs. She was covered with a layer of light, which was very beautiful.

She was wearing a long green dress, her skin looked fairer, her waist was slender, and her collarbone was extremely beautiful.

"I thought she was a man." Yuli looked at her for a long time, and said bluntly, "It turned out to be a girl with such a beautiful face."

The elf girl snorted a few times in dissatisfaction, glared at Yuli, and turned her head away.

This time, the person with the weird expression turned into Ige. He silently looked at the elf girl, then at Yuli, and said earnestly, "Yuli, you read that right, it's him, not her."

Yuli couldn't believe it: "Really?"

Yige pointed to the overly flat chest of the elf "girl", "Generally speaking, a girl of his age should develop no matter what, but he is flat."

"But—" Yuli stammered, he rubbed his eyes, and looked at the elf "girl" again, "Is he beautiful?"

The elf "girl" couldn't bear it anymore, and finally cursed: "You are more beautiful than me! Why don't you think you are a girl?"

Yuli was speechless.

He is very confident in his appearance, it is indeed very delicate and beautiful, but beautiful does not appear feminine.

Yige came out and said to Mui: "Well, gender is not a big deal, so there is no need to be so tit-for-tat, but why are you wearing a skirt?"

The "girl" was silent.

……

"My name is Ignace, he is Ulysses, my younger brother, we are twins," Iger introduced, "What's your name?"

"Jin." The elf boy replied, "How did you get in here?"

He frowned, his expression very serious, and he was obviously very concerned about this issue.

Yige said: "I am good at space magic. I found a gap between Ymir and the atrium, and I tried to get in."

Kim: "Okay."

He could feel the aura of magic in Yige's body.

The two teenagers in front of him who are about the same age as him are not easy to mess with, and Jin has always been wise, so he can't beat them anyway. At worst, take them back to the elves, there will always be a solution.

However, when he led two uninvited guests back to the elves, he happened to bump into a dwarf who came to be a guest.

Dwarves are generally not tall, petite, and some even have thin arms and thin legs. They look fragile, as if they will fall if they stretch out their hands.

The dwarf who came to visit this time has a good relationship with Jin, but he is really short, even very inconspicuous.

The little dwarf stood in the tree house, looking at the winding path in the forest from a distance.

Hearing the sound of the treetops, he shouted excitedly, "Jin is back!"

The dwarf jumped down and ran to meet Jin who had returned.

When Yige and Yuli saw the dwarf plopping over, they rarely said in unison: "Is this a dwarf?"

Kim: "Yeah."

Sure enough, the arrival of Yige and Yuli made the elves extremely vigilant.

It wasn't until the twins took the initiative to confess their identity as descendants of the Asgard protoss and showed that the Asgard protoss were divine powers that they let down their guard.

The birth of the elves originally had an inextricable relationship with the Asi Protoss, and they were friends of the gods before the dusk of the gods.

The elves are very sensitive to malice and kindness. After noticing any malice in the two of them, they regarded the two of them as friends.

During Ragnarok, the elves and dwarves are unable to protect themselves, and they cannot help the gods through Ragnarok.

Now meeting the surviving descendants of the Protoss, the enthusiasm that has been accumulated for several years suddenly bursts out, making it difficult for the twins to resist.

At night, sleeping in the tree house, Yuli looked at Yige beside the pillow by the moonlight, and said softly, "Brother, you said you would help me realize all my wishes, right?"

Ige was about to fall asleep, but when he heard Yuli's voice, he subconsciously comforted him, "Yeah."

"Good night, brother." Yuli smiled with satisfaction, and he leaned closer to Iger's ear and whispered.

"Good night." Iggy snorted and replied slowly.

The pointer of time moved quickly. Yige and Yuli stayed in Ymir for a whole year. During this period, the two hardly changed. Perhaps the growth of God was too slow. Even the dwarf friends Ige knew had grown up. in a circle.

After staying in Ymir for too long, Yige finally thought of leaving.

Before leaving, he deliberately went to the dwarf's territory to visit the dwarf friend.

"Egg?"

"Alfred." Iggy stood outside the fence and waved his hand, smiling all over his face, "Forgive me for visiting you so early."

The young Alfred hadn't grown a long white beard yet, and even his hair was beautiful chestnut. He hurriedly opened the small, low courtyard door: "Just come in directly, why are you staying outside like this?" Long?"

"Master doesn't allow it, of course I can't come in." Yige said with a smile, "It's just for a while, nothing."

"What fun place did you find?" Alfred said, "Let me tell you first, if it's mountain climbing, I won't go with you."

Yige looked guilty: "Actually, I want to leave Ymir."

Alfred was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Is Ymir not good?"

"Ymir is of course very good, but I want to go to the courtyard and take a walk," Yige said slowly, "When I was very young, I heard that the courtyard is very big and beautiful. After Gard came out, he wanted to walk around the courtyard."

Alfred: "That's right."

"I will come back to visit you," Yige said with a smile, "maybe I will bring you some special products in the future."

The two chatted all over the place for a while before Yige talked about the main topic of this visit.

"Actually, Alfred, I'm here this time to ask you something." He said.

Alfred was squatting in front of the stove and burning leaf juice, when he heard Ige's words, he quickly agreed, "What's the matter? Just say it."

"I want you to build me a weapon," Yig said, "a staff."

Alfred regained his energy immediately, he straightened his upper body quickly, and, ignoring the leaves juice on the stove, hurriedly brought a parchment roll and a quill, and stuffed them into Igg's hand, "Do you have any requirements for the staff? ?write down."

Ige couldn't laugh or cry, holding the parchment in one hand and the quill in the other: "Actually, I didn't think about it."

"What do you like best?" Alfred suggested for him, "As a decoration on the staff, otherwise a bare staff would be ugly."

The gnomes are all different artists, and they are very fancy about the shape of the weapons they produce.

If the weapon looks ugly, then they will never allow such a weapon to appear, and will definitely destroy and recast it as soon as possible.

Yige said solemnly: "I like Yuli the most, help me get Yuli up."

Alfred: "..."

He stared at Yige's face, and said quietly, "Are you serious?"

Yige laughed loudly: "Of course it's fake. When I think about it, you go and do your work first."

Alfred looked at him anxiously, then looked at the kettle on the stove, looked at him again, and repeatedly told him: "Don't draw Yuli on it, or I will turn against you."

Yige said, "Don't worry, I won't draw Yuli."

When Alfred came over with the kettle, he found that a cluster of blooming flowers had already been painted on the parchment, and the four petals just formed an eternal cross.

Alfred was surprised: "Do you like this kind of flower?"

"This is my favorite flower." Igor stroked the petals lightly, "It's called violet."

"Violets?" said Alfred, "but I remember the name of the flower is Airlight."

Yige was stunned: "Really?"

Alfred also hesitated: "There are many such flowers in the fields north of the Mist Forest, both purple and blue. I remember that humans call it Airlight."

At the end of spring, this kind of flower named Air Wright will cover the whole field and sway in the wind.Even the sky there turns a gorgeous blue-purple in the evening and early morning.

"It's called Violet." Yige shook his head. "It's a flower planted by the goddesses who raised me. Maybe it's the flower seeds that floated to the fields during Ragnarok."

According to Alfred, the sky in that wilderness is very beautiful. Whenever day and night alternate, it will be dyed a deep blue-purple, and the clouds seem to be burning, so beautiful, so beautiful.

"Maybe I can go and have a look," Iggy muttered.

As soon as he was conscious, he watched Violet grow up.Violet was the first thing that came to Alfred's mind when he mentioned floral decorations.

Alfred said: "That's it, how long will you leave?"

"It's just a day or two," Yige said, "I'm not in a hurry to get the staff, you can build it slowly, and I will pay for it."

"Stop, stop, stop." Alfred quickly raised his hand and gestured, "We are good friends, and I won't ask you to pay, but the premise is that I need something from you to facilitate the recognition of the owner."

Iggy: "What?"

"The staff specially made for you must leave your mark," Alfred said in a natural tone, "otherwise anyone can use it, then it won't work."

"what do you need?"

"A drop of your blood." Alfred spread out his palm, and there was a crystal ball lying in it. "Your blood retains your magical aura and divine power. It is the best medium."

Yige sighed: "Okay."

He cut open his finger, and the bright red blood dyed the crystal ball into a faint red, resembling a sunset glow.

But for a moment, the sunset-like light red turned purple, as if flowers were blooming and withering in the crystal.

If you look carefully, you will find that the blooming and withering flower is the violet.

"What name do you want to name the staff?" Alfred put away the crystal ball and asked casually, "If the staff doesn't have a name, it won't come alive."

Iggy said, "What else could it be called? Violet."

……

Viri was groggy, and was in the darkness. He was unconscious and in a trance, as if he had forgotten many things.

That's how Ignace Stoker was born.

The young bishop Yige and the dwarf Alfred made an agreement to cast the violet scepter in a few words.

However, the bishop personally believed that this was a staff, so how could it become a staff?

Viri could no longer think about it, and soon fell into the next dream.

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