Huh? Are they all real?.

And what did I say to him?!

His appearance took Moen by surprise.

So after a brief silence, Moen finally asked:

"I'm sorry, I forgot what I told you. And, could I ask for your name again?"

The Golden Flower Lord immediately laughed:

"Your Majesty, you are so witty! You... wait, you really don't remember me?!"

As he spoke, he realized that Moen was not joking and froze on the spot.

Why am I the only one who's been forgotten?!

Chapter 185 has a distinctly treacherous style.

In that instant, Moen considered many possibilities.

For example, you told him something very important, so important that you needed to shut down your memories of him.

Or perhaps there's something wrong with him personally.

Or perhaps his existence is related to that deleted part of the alternate history.

Each one is a very important event.

But as Moen thought about it, another guess came to him—could it be that he had simply forgotten about him?!

Or perhaps I've forgotten some minor, unimportant detail about the game?

The reason I know the names and experiences of those high elves is due to another factor—I have advanced to Sequence Eight.

Is it simply that he forgot what he was saying?

After all, if he were to entrust something important, Shadow would obviously be the first choice.

The latter two possibilities are also unlikely to be realistic.

However, just to be on the safe side, Moen still asked:

"What's your real name?"

“Polelius Listening to the Wind. Your Majesty, have you really forgotten me?!”

When the other person mentioned their full name, Moen finally remembered it.

That is indeed his name. He is the only one among the Golden Flower Lords who is of earth elf origin, and his greatest skill is tinkering with all sorts of gadgets.

More and more information came to Moen's mind.

Looking at it this way, it's true that I suddenly forgot his name.

Yes, that should be it.

After a moment, Moen smiled sheepishly:

"I remember now, Polieus the Earth Elf, you helped me make my Rubik's Cube, do you still have it?"

Seeing that Moen hadn't truly forgotten him, Lord Polieus of the Golden Flower Palace finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You've startled me, Your Majesty. As for your Rubik's Cube, it's kept by Lord Shadow."

"Is it the Shadow that's preserving it?"

"Yes, Lord Shadow is in charge of preserving most of the things related to you."

That's true, Shadow's previous role was always that of secretary and deputy.

Therefore, it is perfectly normal for her to be responsible for keeping my belongings safe after I leave.

However, if you put it that way...

"Is she also in charge of my study?"

"Of course, Your Majesty. Before you left, wasn't Lord Youying in charge of managing your study?"

Ah, so it seems the Shakespearean love poems I kept hidden deep in my study were indeed taken by the Shadow?!

Moen finally figured out something that had puzzled him before.

So who took my copy of Shakespeare's love poems? Not only did they make it seem like the whole world knew about it, but they also seemed to think they were musical scores.

However, if it's the one I copied...

When you are by my side, even the night turns into a refreshing morning.

I do not desire any other partner in this world but you.

Besides you, my imagination can no longer conjure up another image that I can love.

This is the content of Sonnet No. 18.

Then, my study was managed by Youying, who was also the only person who had legal access to all of this.

So, back then, after 'I died,' the shadowy figure who was already fond of me was tidying up my study with great sorrow.

She stumbled upon love poems hidden beneath a pile of books?!

Based on this situation, Moen seriously considered how Shadow would perceive all of this under those circumstances.

After much thought, Moen felt that this should be an even more terrifying blow.

What's more terrifying than a belated confession is love that comes too late from the deceased.

Regardless of the sense.

Realizing this, Moen suddenly discovered that he was indeed exceptionally gifted at being an evil god.

I just don't know whether this should be considered a treacherous and strange style or a sinister ambition.

But Moen felt it was a combination of the two.

Lost in his thoughts, Moen suddenly heard the Golden Flower Lords beside him say:

"Your Majesty, why are you crying?"

"I cried?!"

"I didn't cry, how could I cry? This is a wonderful day! I, I, I really cried? How could I?!"

It was only after Moen touched his cheek and felt the icy chill that he belatedly realized what was happening.

He really cried.

But why? !

For Shakespeare's love poems?

Wait a minute, didn't I hide this thing deep in the study because I thought it was something shameful to show it off, only to have it accidentally discovered by Youying and misunderstood?

But, but what's wrong?

This was clearly an accidental misunderstanding.

Looking at the water droplets still clinging to my fingertips.

Moen suddenly thought of another question—why did he write that Shakespearean love poem in the first place?!

And why did I hide it in the first place?!

Also, do my memories in the game and the history that happened here really match up completely?

I knew from the beginning that I was dying to reclaim the starry sky.

No, this was a decision I made without thinking when the story of the elves first began!

I knew I could have accomplished even more challenges back then.

But in the end, I chose this option without even thinking about it.

So the game is actually a memory of what I did here?

But that's not right. If that's the case, then many operations are completely wrong.

For example, if I knew this wasn't a game but reality.

How could I possibly be so insane as to leave behind so many emotional debts?!

How could I possibly leave myself with such a huge mess?

As Moen's connection with this world deepened, many problems that should have been discovered long ago finally surfaced.

"Excuse me, could you please return to the foot of the sacred tree as soon as possible?"

"Also, how much has changed at the royal palace?"

“Your Majesty, the palace has remained unchanged since you left. Everything is exactly as it was at the beginning.”

Ever since the king, whom everyone respected from the bottom of their hearts, left.

The elves then completely sealed away everything in the old capital.

So that should be the best-preserved of the old sites where Moen lived.

"Then please do it as soon as possible."

"As you command, Your Majesty!"

The Golden Flower Lords bowed and left.

A moment later, the elven fleet finally left Meereen, relinquishing the oppressive sky that had made it almost impossible to breathe.

Looking at the finally clear sky.

People looked up in bewilderment. After staring for a moment, they asked those around them with a hint of disbelief if the elves had really left.

After receiving an affirmative answer, almost everyone felt as if they had escaped a disaster.

The sudden appearance of the elves not only shocked the mortals along the way, but also the entire world.

Before today, people's memory of elves was that of an arrogant, powerful but unambitious and outdated race.

Now, people finally understand that the elves are still the same elves, and they are even more powerful than before.

Chapter 186 Please Be My King!

The journey that followed was not long, and even quite quick.

At the king's request.

The elven fleet finally unleashed its true speed.

The long distance from the valley to Meereen was covered in a short time.

Watching the fleet finally return to port.

The elves who were still in the valley had all left their homes early.

Gazing into the distance at the majestic fleet, especially the most conspicuous and eye-catching flagship.

The goddess said that this trip was to welcome the king home.

Therefore, they all wanted to know if the great king had truly returned.

In response, the shadowy figure that had been hiding below deck returned to Moen's side and said to him:

"Everyone is looking forward to your return, so shouldn't you let everyone see you?"

Moen did not refuse; he walked to the extended bow on the deck, which was clearly designed to be more prominent.

Here, under the meticulous design of the elven artisans.

It can be said that, from the sky to the ground, as long as one is not standing right under Moen's feet, everyone can see Moen standing here.

Therefore, the moment the king stepped out.

The elves, whom almost all human nobles regarded as role models, all gasped in surprise.

Even many of the elves who survived from that distant era couldn't help but cover their mouths and cry.

They're back! The king is finally back!

Not wanting to cry on such a joyous day, they immediately changed their approach.