The blue lake water reflects the snow-covered mountains, the grass is blooming with flowers, and a small river meanders. Even the boulders that can be seen everywhere, covered with green grass and moss, are so beautiful in their eyes.
Unfettered, they had just walked out of the sacred mountain of Pedetalan, which had become a smooth road. What greeted them was a beautiful and tranquil meadow. They shouted, extremely happy. They stepped onto the grassland and breathed deeply the sweet and harmonious breeze.
The happiest person is little Yamina. She no longer let Trinville hold her in his arms, and she shouted happily on the grass full of flowers, sometimes startling the butterflies in the grass, showing their light and beautiful wings, flying above her head.
Luoida also felt itchy for a moment. She pulled Althea and followed her behind her with a smile. The black robe Loida wore when she first entered the desert was already in tatters. She was now wearing the only spare green dress given to her by Althea. Although it was somewhat tattered after a hard journey, her beautiful figure and moving face could not be concealed.
The female warrior who had taken off her armor still retained her strong and graceful boldness. Standing together with the quiet and gentle Althea, they were like the two most gorgeous flowers competing to bloom in the wilderness.
Trinville was stunned. He leaned into Glenn's ear and said secretly: "I never realized it before. It turns out that there is a beauty who can be as good as Althea in this world. Among the young women I have seen, she is the least beautiful. She can be considered second or third. Can you still believe that she was surrounded by dozens of cavalry, wielding a long sword, killing left and blocking right?"
Glenn smiled and said: "Then I would like to remind you, never underestimate women - whether they are those who can ride horses, dance with swords, or those who can sing and dance."
Trinville blushed and said, "How can I look down on them."
Glenn watched the two young and beautiful women dancing around Yamina in the grass, and his heart was filled with joy. I am in a good mood, and the heartstrings that are always tense for everyone's safety are rarely relaxed. He looked at the green grassland in the distance and said softly: "This is the most beautiful scene I have ever seen in my life."
Trinville came over again and said proudly: "Look, I'll just say it."
Glenn looked at him with a smile: "But I still want to know - if Miss Loida's beauty can only be considered second, then who will be first?"
Trinville hesitated for a moment, then replied with a smile: "Of course Miss Althea. Don't you think so, Glenn?"
But Green also wanted Trinville to feel how persistent and unyielding he was.
He still smiled and asked: "I see. Well, if Miss Loida is like you said, she can only be ranked third, then please tell me, who is second?"
Trinville was speechless and unable to answer. Fortunately, Yamina ran over wearing the flower crown Althea knitted for her. Trinville hugged her and pricked her face with short beards, making her giggle and hide back. Trinville laughed.
"Of course it's Miss Yamina. Of course it's little Yamina."
Since they liked this meadow so much, they decided not to hurry and camped by the river.
At night on the grassland, the starry sky is also exceptionally bright. A few light clouds surround the moon, quiet and peaceful.
They sat around the campfire, and Trinville said: "I really like it here. It's so quiet. It would be great if it could be like this every day in the future."
Glenn smiled and said: "As you wish, my friend. But don't forget, as Sel once said, the road under our feet hides invisible crises at every step. If you forget this , there will be endless suffering waiting for us."
Speaking of Purcell, Trinville stood up with a smile on his face.
"If Mr. Purcell were here tonight, he wouldn't say that. It's so quiet here. If you don't believe it, let him come and see for himself. I don't believe there are monsters in such a beautiful place. During the day, I only saw flying in the sky. There are real little birds, and there are real fish swimming in the stream. There are so many ladies’ favorite flowers here. Huh? When I said this, I realized. Why didn’t I even see a rabbit? ? This is a grassland. There are no wolves, not even a rabbit. Why? Alas, I am really dissatisfied. As long as I can be so peaceful and quiet every day, who wants to see rabbits and so on?"
Loida smiled and said: "I dare say that the rabbits will not dare to see you. They are all afraid of becoming the delicious ham in Mr. Trinville's mouth."
Yamina ran to Trinville, hugged his arm and asked: "What is a wolf?"
Trinville loved teasing Miss Yamina the most. Seeing the little girl smiling sweetly was the happiest time for him. However, he didn't know how to explain this originally simple question to her in order to make it sound interesting. He pondered, racking his brains to think of the best words.
"The wolf is a terrible animal. Especially for small animals like rabbits, it is even more terrible. Because the wolf will eat the rabbit. But, you have to know, my little Yamina - the wolf eats meat, not it It likes to eat. But if it wants to survive, it can only eat rabbits."
Trinville's answer satisfied everyone. Yamina seemed to understand. She turned to look at Loida and asked with a smile: "So the wolf doesn't like to eat meat, so what's so scary about it? Mr. Trinville said that he loves meat the most. .Then isn’t he more terrifying than a wolf?”
Yamina's innocence made them all laugh. Trinville opened his mouth wide and showed his white teeth, pretending to bite Yamina's tender little arm. He smiled and said, "Yes. The terrible Mr. Trinville loves meat the most."
Yamina ran to Althea with a smile, hid behind her, and apologized to him with a smile: "I will never say it again, Mr. Trinville. Please forgive me."
Trinville bared his teeth and shook his head and said: "The terrible Mr. Trinville is greedy. He wants to eat meat."
Yamina screamed and crawled into Althea's arms. Loida smiled and said to her: "Yamina, my sister never told you that she is not afraid of wolves." She smiled and said to Trinville,
"I also forgot to tell you, terrible Mr. Trinville. I once killed thirteen wolves with my own hands. If you want to know more, I will tell you again-when I killed thirteen hungry wolves, I You are only twelve years old. I advise you to give up the idea of being a wolf as soon as possible."
Trinville made a face at Yamina. She suddenly pointed behind him and said, "Mr. Trinville, are you afraid of wolves? I seem to have seen a wolf."
Trinville knew that she was taking revenge on him, and he smiled and said: "How can I be afraid of wolves? The terrible Mr. Trinville is not afraid of wolves."
A small smile bloomed on Yamina's face: "It's true. Look back."
Trinville knew that little Yamina was teasing him, but he still couldn't hold it back. As soon as he turned around, he just stood there, unable to move.
Everyone looked in the direction where he was dazed, their hearts beating wildly and they were at a loss. Only Althea sat there quietly, just looking down at the burning bonfire. The firewood made a crackling sound.
In the distance, the strange boulders they had seen during the day all came alive in the moonlight. They stretched their huge bodies, just like they saw them when they first stepped into the grassland, and slowly disappeared from their sight.
They walk very slowly, but everyone's heart beats very fast. They didn't dare to move, for fear that any movement would disturb them. Although, those huge black shadows did not seem dangerous. They turned a blind eye to the bonfires that illuminated the prairie night, and only occasionally let out a low roar that penetrated the night sky of the wilderness.
All the dark shadows disappeared.
"Oh my God!" Trinville cried out. "Can anyone tell me what you all saw? Was I the only one who saw it?"
They all opened their mouths, but still no one dared to answer him. Only Yamina was laughing and dancing. "Wolf, wolf."
The flames danced in the night wind, and the grassland fell into silence and tranquility again.
Not a wolf. It's a deer. What they saw was really a deer.
The white spots on the yellow fur are clearly visible under the firelight, just like the flowers seen on the grassland during the day. There are also beautiful antlers on the head. Yes, it's a deer.
But...but there were two yellow fleshy wings growing out of its ribs, flapping silently.
A moment later, another one, the same white spots, the same wings. They cuddled up to each other intimately, just like a loving couple in the world.
They were all stunned.
After a while, the two deer actually walked towards the fire. Yamina jumped up from Althea's arms and ran over happily, still shouting: "Wolf! Wolf! Mr. Trinville, I'm not afraid!"
When Trinville woke up, he realized that he had held his breath for a moment in surprise. He took a big mouthful and greedily inhaled the cool wind of the grassland, no longer panting. He wanted to stop the little girl, but she didn't move. Because Glenn was smiling and shaking his head at him.
The deer, with its wings spread and fluttering, walked up to Yamina and lowered its head. She grabbed the antlers and smiled. The deer stretched out its long tongue and licked her face. She laughed and shouted: "Okay, okay. That's enough, that's enough."
When a deer passed by Trinville, it stuck out its tongue and tried to lick his hand. Trinville hurriedly retracted his hand, looking extremely embarrassed.
Yamina pouted at him triumphantly. "You're scared, Mr. Trinville." Under the little girl's naughty eyes, Trinville was really ashamed.
After a while, they watched Yamina clinging to the deer's body, closing her eyes and murmuring: "It's so soft and warm." She fell asleep sweetly next to the bonfire, covered with Soft wings.
Although, they are no longer worried. But they still stared blankly at everything in front of them and forgot to speak. I want to say something, but I don’t know what to say.
Althea stroked the deer lying at her feet, and the deer licked her hand meekly.
Along the way, Trinville has been used to seeing all kinds of magical things, but he has never seen such a scene. He said in his mind: "I'd rather meet a real wolf. At least I know what it is!"
Once again he couldn't bear it anymore and said to Glenn in a low voice: "Grayn, this is the weirdest scene I have ever seen. Don't you think so? It's unimaginable. Tell me, are they deer? ?”
Glenn shook his head and lowered his voice and replied: "I thought you had already grown accustomed to strange things. In fact, I'm the same as you, I don't know what they are. Maybe the light of the fire attracted them? I don't know. Let's just call them They're deer, I guess. They look docile. Of course, I wouldn't be surprised if something weirder happened in this land."
"Why?" Loida asked quietly this time. She looked at Yamina sleeping sweetly under her soft and warm fleshy wings, and couldn't decide whether to wake her up? But seeing Althea's calm face, she felt that she was too careful.
Glenn looked at his friends gathered around the campfire, with a strange light flashing in his eyes. He spoke softly, as if he was afraid of waking Yamina from her dream: "Did I forget to tell you? The land under our feet is the legendary last land of elves!"
That night, they all stayed up all night. That night, they didn't know who they were guarding.
early morning. Little Yamina woke up and found that the "wolf" was gone. She pouted her little mouth in grievance, and her eyes were red. Althea held her in her arms and coaxed her gently to kiss her. After a while, she was laughing and jumping happily.
But, except Yamina, they all saw it.
The two deer with wings on their ribs spread their wings and flew high into the sky when the sun rose, flying away in the direction of the Elf Mountain. Only Trinville said with fascination: "The land of elves should be so mysterious and wonderful. From now on, even if a stone grows wings and flies above my head, I won't make a fuss anymore!"
Seeing everyone laughing, he could only smile and shrug, spread his hands and said, "Okay! Okay!"
As soon as they were on the road, Trinville chased Gray again and asked: "My friend, since this is the last territory of the elves, do they still live in this dense forest now?"
"I'm afraid it's hard for me to tell you the exact answer. Because I don't know either." Glenn answered his friend with a smile. But he was leading his friends on the way to what he called the "Elven Mountain".
Yamina shouted: "I'm not afraid! I like elves. I have heard many stories about elves, but I have never seen a real elf." She leaned on the big giant's shoulder and leaned against his He was asked loudly in his ear, "Mr. Trinville, have you ever seen an elf?"
Trinville suddenly looked embarrassed. In the eyes of Miss Yamina, he, the big Vika, has long become an omnipotent hero. How could he not even see an elf!
He blushed and wanted to speak, but found that Loida and Althea could not help but look at him. He had no choice but to answer honestly: "Sorry, Miss Yamina. I have never seen a real elf. However, I think they are not as cute as you, Miss Yamina."
This was the most appropriate answer he could think of. But Yamina refused to give in. She turned around and asked: "Mr. Glenn, have you ever seen an elf?"
Green saw Trinville winking desperately at him, and he smiled and replied: "Oh, I haven't seen it either."
oh. Yamina was a little disappointed. Glenn smiled: "But don't be sad, Miss Yamina. Maybe we can really see the elves this time."
Yamina was excited again. "Really? Mr. Glenn, is it true? Are there really elves for us to meet?"
Glenn smiled and nodded. She hugged Trinville's neck and shouted: "Mr. Trinville, walk faster. There are elves waiting for us."
They followed the stream formed by the waterfall and entered the Elf Mountain. While still on the road, Green told them clearly. "Elf Mountain" is just a name he gave himself.
"Not even my teacher told me the name of this mountain. I think my husband must have never been here. But we can still find the way. We will definitely. Although the creek in front of us is not It can talk, but along the way, it has already become our friend, taking us forward and never leaving. Isn’t it?”
However, even if no one told them which way to go, everyone who has been here must choose the same direction after seeing the scene in front of them. Although, no one knows where this creek will take them.
They cautiously entered a valley. The valley is lush with flowers and trees, and tall trees block out the sun and the sky. All they could see were green grass, various blooming flowers, and clear streams winding around and flowing under their feet. Facing the refreshing cool breeze, it is refreshing.
Glenn walked in the front, Trinville came behind with the little girl in his arms, and two young ladies walked in the middle of the team. Thanks to everyone's careful care, Luoyida's injury has already healed as good as before. She walks as fast as flying and is as light as a swallow.
However, no one was as happy as Althea. Her green cloak and long skirt were swaying in the green mountains and green waters, and everyone could feel her joy. Looking at her contented smile, light steps, and flying skirts, it felt like she had entered a fairyland.
Only the breeze blew quietly, and a few birds chirped in the dense jungle. Sometimes towering ancient trees would obscure their path forward, and vines everywhere would entangle their footsteps.
However, Althea strongly requested that they not harm those trees, flowers, plants and vines. Although she couldn't explain it, Glenn had no intention of doing that in the first place. This delayed them a lot of time, but they were all happy to comply with her wishes.
In the magical mountain like a fairyland, people are in a happy mood and don't feel tired anymore. What's even better is that. At the bottom of the valley, they discovered a looming and almost deserted path. If you want to walk there from somewhere else, don’t even think about it. Nowhere is there even room for one person to set foot.
The deserted path was hidden in the grass, covered with fallen leaves and moss, as well as flying insects that were startled by footsteps from time to time. However, they gradually became convinced that the road under their feet was indeed not naturally formed. They could all see that some places were very neat and flat.
They couldn't help but look at each other, feeling a little uneasy.
Who could have built this forgotten path on the staircase between the mortal world and heaven, on the sacred land exclusively for elves?
