The bitter cold wind blew down the last leaf on the tree, and the withered leaves fell down.

Silver-gray clouds covered the entire sky, and clusters of snowflakes flew down, like countless torn cotton balls.

Winter is coming.

The Elf Forest also ushered in the first snowfall.

In front of the temple of the magnificent city of Kenoran, the nightingale reached out to follow the snowflakes, and the cold touch came from the palm of her hand.

Her eyes looked at the snowflakes and gradually fell, looking at the city where the more vibrant as the players and half-plane half-elves worked hard, and her eyes became softer.

“It’s been another year.”

She whispered.

"Yes, it's been another year."

Another gentle voice sounded, with a faint sigh.

After hearing the sound, Nightingale's heart moved and slowly turned her head.

Behind her, Alice, the Saint of Life, was looking at her with a smile.

Seeing Alice, Nightingale quickly saluted and drew a symbol of the scepter of life on her chest:

"Good morning! Lord Alice, may the goddess be with you!"

Alice also smiled gently at Nightingale and said:

"Good morning, Miss Nightingale, may the goddess be with you."

The two said hello, and Nightingale noticed another figure standing beside Alice.

It was a brown-haired male elf.

Taylor Rock Sand.

The nightingale raised her eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Mr. Taylor, long time no see, congratulations on being a true elves."

Taylor replied happily:

"It's all the gifts of the goddess' crown!"

After saying that, he devoutly drew a symbol of the scepter of life on his chest and greeted the nightingale again:

Long time no see, Miss Nightingale, you are still as beautiful as ever."

After hearing Taylor's words, the Nightingale chuckled.

However, she soon noticed the white dignified priest robe on the other party, looking a little surprised:

"Huh? You actually became the priest of life?"

Taylor nodded slightly and replied with some pride:

"It is my greatest honor to be a servant of the goddess."

The nightingale scratched her head.

Her eyes looked at Taylor with a hint of envy.

She also wants to be a priest.

Unfortunately, she has been working for the temple for so long, but she still can't pass the assessment.

Of course, she also knew that her temperament was relatively casual and was indeed not suitable for becoming a priest.

Moreover, I learned the bad habit of eating meat from the chosen ones half a year ago...

Although reason told her not to eat meat, she had no choice. The barbecue of the Chosen was so delicious. After the first time she ate it, the Nightingale could never quit.

She also understood that the priest would not be able to be the first to be the first person in this life.

However, thinking of the priest's abilities, especially the magical healing ability, Nightingale could not help but yearn for it.

"If I could become a priest... would it help him, right?"

She thought in her heart.

After sighing in his heart, Nightingale looked at Alice again and asked curiously:

"Is Taylor the one who takes over my class?"

Since the Oros semi-plane was included in the management scope of the church, the church's staff has been quite scarce.

The nightingale, who is devout, was also captured by coolies and has been in charge of the priests for many days in the recruitment of semi-plane newcomers.

But today, it is also the day when her management work is over.

"Yes, Taylor has now become a priest. After that, he will be responsible for the guidance of the half-plane. The half-plane is his hometown. It is more appropriate for him to do this. Today I will bring him to hand over the work. Thank you for your hard work recently, Miss Nightingale."

Alice said.

And the Nightingale waved her hands casually:

"What should be, what should be, is for the future of the elves."

She chatted with Alice for a few more words and then started working handover with Taylor.

There are not many things to hand over.

After half an hour, it was almost over.

After completing the work, Nightingale felt a ease in her body and her stress suddenly decreased.

"Since the work here is over, I will return to the Selected City."

She breathed a sigh of relief and said.

Alice nodded and thanked again:

"Thank you for your hard work, Miss Nightingale."

"It should be, it should be. Let's go back and have a meal with Lord Alice! Taylor comes together! I heard that the Chosenists have opened a restaurant in Chosen City again. It tastes very good. I'll make an appointment next time, um... don't worry, it's all vegetarian dishes."

The nightingale is cheerful and authentic.

Alice nodded, and smiled:

"When this mission comes, Taylor and I have other tasks to do."

"Is the mission..."

The Nightingale nodded suddenly.

She knew the church was busy with something recently.

Not only the church, but also the chosen ones are preparing for war in great enthusiasm.

The reason is naturally the news from the Death Desert a few days ago, and it is said that the Kingdom of God of the World Tree has appeared.

Afterwards, the Selected Ones also sent a war letter to the orcs.

The content of the Battle Book Nightingale can understand clearly through private channels.

However, she could naturally guess that the so-called kingdom of Goddess Eve was definitely fake.

However, the True God seems to have the consideration of the True God, and it is likely that it involves the game between gods, and that is not something Nightingale can worry about.

Now, she just wants to return to the Selected City after handing over the mission.

"Calling the day... they should come back, right?"

The Nightingale said to herself with some expectation in her heart.

...

After saying goodbye to Alice and Taylor, Nightingale quickly returned to the Selected City through the teleportation array.

Unlike the snowy Kainolan, the City of Selected is still a vibrant scene, with green trees and lush flowers.

This is because it is close to the original body of the Mother Goddess and has a strong life force.

The alien space opened by the Mother God isolates the inside and outside, making it always maintain a warm climate.

Nightingale took off her heavy coat, clamped it under her armpits, and walked briskly towards the central city.

Because of the mission, she hasn't been here for almost two months.

Along the way, her eyes couldn't help but look around.

"I always feel that... the scale of the Selected City has expanded again."

Looking at the more and more buildings around her, she couldn't help but mutter to herself.

In just two months, Nightingale felt that the city of Selected had become much stranger.

The surrounding buildings have become taller, the roads seem to be cleaner, and there are more and more chosen people coming and going.

Not only that, the whole city seems to be shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

Most of the chosen people coming and going are in a hurry, as if they are afraid that there will be insufficient time.
To be continued...