This is a city located in the forest. The green trees block the brilliant sunshine. The silent morning seems to be able to vaguely hear the chirping of insects, while the wet air seems to tell peace and tranquility.

However, the difference from most cities is that at this moment, there is a semicircular lilac magic shield covering the sky of the entire city. Although the hazy halo slowly flowing with the flow of energy seems to tell a mysterious and beautiful atmosphere, the existence of this city undoubtedly represents the deepest tragedy of a race.

Yes, this is the Eternal Forest. This city shrouded in the sky of the divine art is the Elf Royal Court located in the Eternal Forest... or in other words, this is a world completely different from the Elf Royal Court, because there is no longer the laughter of the elves in the city today, and there is only a ubiquitous despair and sadness left on this land.

Perhaps in a sense, the elves in the Feren plane have reached the brink of destruction. After all, the sudden outbreak of plague spreads in the eternal forest without any intention of being stopped. More than 90% of the elves have lost their lives because of the terrible epidemic that compromises the "Legend from the "Whisper of Destruction". Other elves who survived by chance are destined to be able to bear a panic life in the protection of a divine sky. Their most trusted priest, "Aikar", is almost the only savior of the remaining elves.

There is no doubt that in the eyes of the remaining elves, their Mr. Aikar is indeed an absolute "good camp profession". You should know that the "Practical One" is the priest of the Divine Cult of Life. He is the most devout goddess believer. He has the power of the Huiyue level and has many powerful magical techniques. Legend has it that a long time ago, even Ms. Cynica herself clearly stated that Aikar is the "most trustworthy" powerful elves. Such legends can sooner or later solve the unscrupulous "little plague"?

Hope in desperate situations is really important. Survivors who shrank in the Elf King's Court believe that their great priest is running for the redemption of the entire Phelun plane elves, and their Goddess of Life will still spread the glory of kindness to the entire eternal forest.

They believed that the conspiracy that originated from evil would be destroyed, just as the darkness of night would be cleared by the brilliance of Mira and Chikasa.

but…………

The facts seem to be different from what most people imagine, because just as the remaining millions of elves were still trying to pray and find ways to crack the plague, the "People" they trusted obviously did not "work hard enough" to find a way out for the elves' royal court as they imagined.

In fact, at this moment, Aikar not only did not "exercise" as most people imagined, but also sat on the dining table of an empty and dazzling palace and enjoyed delicious fruit pie.

The "Call of Life" who is leisurely, at ease, confident, full of the temperament of a successful person is like a young king tasting his breakfast. However, compared to the hustle and bustle of ordinary palaces, there is no servant in his hall. Here is only the golden floor engraved with silence patterns and the gems on the ceiling, and here is only... a holy priest in white robe and a mysterious guest in black robe.

In the fragrance of fruit pie, the morning atmosphere is really quiet.

"Don't you try the freshly released hometown delicacies? Mr. Bai Ye, although the newly hired chef is just a young girl, her skills in making fruit pies are really remarkable. I personally think it is still very elven."

Controlling his divine power, he placed a hot fruit pie in front of the man in black robe opposite the dining table. The smiling Aikar showed a noble etiquette that was meticulous.

It must be admitted that this fruit pie looks really delicious. The hot jam and the flesh are mixed together. The sweet and sour plums just relieve the annoyance caused by the simple sweetness. The exquisitely shaped round pie pie is fragrant, and the exquisite drawings are carefully carved on it.

However, the expressionless black-robed guest did not seem to have the leisure to taste the food. Before the slowly floating fruit pie could approach him, the so-called "hometown food" had already been pushed to the side by the thrust from magic.

Obviously, the man in black robe who was sitting at the dining table and staring at the priest in front of him was from the Hartak Plain, punk...projection.

"I don't need anyone to help me change my surname, Mr. Aikar, and wasn't Bai Ye's surname removed from the Elf King's Court on the record?"

"It was indeed true before, but later I restored it. Although the Elf Royal Court did not have a precedent for removing a surname and restoring it, the rules are that dead people live, right? I think those too decadent and rigid "rules" should have been abandoned by the times, so I have restored the surname for you, your family and your mother."

"Oh, I got it."

“…………”

Chatting is never easy, and it is even more difficult to find a suitable topic. For example, now, as Punk blurted out his very careless sentence "Oh, I know", the atmosphere in the magnificent palace immediately became awkward.

Isn’t I going to die of a chat like this?

"Okay, it seems that you really don't care about surnames or something. Alas, I'm really useless. Let's talk about the important things next. So what is the purpose of Mr. "Whispering Destruction" coming to visit? Is it for trading magic resources?"

Seeing that the caster really didn't care about any family or surname, the "People" who were a little helpless had no choice but to have no choice but to be worthy of a "evil wizard" to project. So Ekar understood the reason why Punk visited him without thinking too much - it must be that the other party didn't know where to get divine resources, and this was the magic resources collected by the Goddess of Life.

When discussing business, you must be as good as discussing business. At this time, you can use your hometown and family to play the emotional card. What's more, the master of the Life God Cult at this moment really suspects that the "collaborators" in front of you are really as emotional as the outside world rumored, and they are absolutely cold-blooded, so...
Chapter completed!