The branches and leaves came to the center of Arthur Crow, and the sky was occupied by a large number of pale white faith powers, gathering into a "galaxy"-like scenery recorded in the books.

This scene was watched once at Tailin's concert, and the light surrounding the concert was even more gorgeous and shocking.

But this does not prevent the branches and leaves from being deeply attracted by the scene in front of them. Any high elf will be attracted by the dazzling light of faith in the sky.

This is the light that continues their race, representing the glory of the higher elves.

The tribes around all knelt down because of the miracle in front of them, and Arthur Crow gradually rose under the slight vibration.

Zhiye and Al slowly came to the hall in the center, where all the five elders had arrived. Standing in the center was Aurelian, the clan member who brought miracles.

She succeeded...Zhiye looked at the glory surrounding Aurelian with some envy.

When the branch and leaves seem to be a bit clumsy in the library, they also long for their works to become popular in Nolan, thus contributing to Arthur Crow.

Unfortunately, the branches and leaves did not do it, but Aurelian succeeded.

Today is enough to be recorded in the history of the High Elves. It is not an exaggeration to name the title of history as a "miracle". Aurelian will be praised as a hero in history!

"Xiaohua? Have you succeeded in selling your art in Nolan?"

Ar's words after seeing Aurelian instantly disintegrated the epic atmosphere.

"Ah!" Zhiye immediately spoke out and reminded Al not to talk nonsense on such occasions, although... Al was indeed right.

"Don't call me by that title anymore! Al!"

Of course, Aurelian heard Al's voice, and Al's inadvertent greetings obviously touched the most sensitive part of Aurelian's heart.

"When I was a kid, I was obviously calling very well, then..."

Under Aurilian's righteous warning, Al chose to follow her opinion, but after Al thought for a while, he raised his head and looked at Aurilian and asked.

"What's your full name?"

“…”

Since childhood, Aurelian felt that he had to fight Al to decide the outcome.

But as the successor of the Quetoan clan, the rude behavior of meaningless fighting is absolutely necessary.

But now if the five elders were not all present, Aurelian might have rolled up his sleeves and chose to fight Al.

"Arrilian, her name is Arrilian." Zhiye whispered in Al's ear with some anxiety.

At this time, an elf elder quietly quipped his crutch and temporarily calmed the dispute between Al and Aurelian.

"Arrilian, what happened to Priest Arl's words about selling his skills to Nolan?" the elf elder asked suddenly.

“About this…”

Aurelian initially wanted to hide what she did in the human world, and she believed that after her fellow races knew about it, her reputation might be destroyed.

But the entire Arthur Crow echoed the song of "Long Live Life" and a projection without any image appeared in the air.

All this reminds Aurelian, ‘Nothing can continue to be hidden.’

The worst thing is that now is the most inappropriate time to confess.

Aurelian couldn't speak, and the images in the air gave her a first answer.

The image gradually appeared a clear picture. The picture was located in the not-so-broad commercial street in Nolan. The man in black stood on the wooden platform and held a loud sound stone microphone, but the photographer deliberately left the camera to the performer next to the man in black.

That is, Orion holding a guitar.

The photographer's technique was very good. He recorded the entire stage and the audience listening below into the picture, and from time to time he gave Aurelian a few of the most charming close-ups.

This is a coveted treatment for any entertainer, but now it is no less than cruel torture for Aurelian.

All the high elves present raised their heads, listening to the melody of "Long Live Life" and staring at the image above.

"The one Xiaohua plays doesn't seem to be a trinket?"

Al forgets Aurelian's name again in a blink of an eye. It's too late for Aurelian to make a sound correction to Al's name.

"Aurillian, what's going on?"

An elf elder asked Orion.

"The attitude of the high elves towards their own hero units is really surprising."

Without waiting for Aurelian to answer, a voice that made all the high elves present very strange to their conversation.

The five high elves elders looked at the forest in the distance, and the blasphemer who had been dormant in the forgetful land appeared directly at the gathering place of the high elves today.

The high elves who were not injured around took out their longbows and put the arrow on the strings when they saw Qiao Xiu, a foreigner, or quietly sang magic inscriptions.

But the white bird representing their elves tree consciousness fell on Qiao Xiu's shoulders, instantly causing the high elves around to give up the idea of ​​attacking Qiao Xiu.

"Blasphemer, what exactly did you come to Arthur Crow for?"

Elder Enya walked out of the crowd and stared at Qiao Xiu. She had known that a group of invaders were dormant there in the Forgotten Land, but under the command of the Holy Tree, she did not make further expulsion measures.

"I came here to find a way to feed your holy tree..."

Qiao Xiu once again wanted to scratch the white bird standing on his shoulder with his hand, but it once again nimbled away and jumped on Qiao Xiu's head.

Sure enough, the taming process of the Tree of World is similar.

"Penal team! Capture those blasphemers immediately!"

A high elf elder with a rather irritable temper gave an order without waiting for Qiao Xiu to finish his words.

A team of elve patrolists composed of twelve people instantly surrounded Qiao Xiu and Xili, and the yawning ice dragon Catalian behind him.

When these patrolmen were about to take action, a large barrier formed by silver-white light suddenly appeared in front of them.

The barrier blocked their attack, and Joshu ignored the patrolmen and slowly walked towards Arthur Crow's center.

This is not the magic of the ice dragon, but the magic of the space of the high elves.

"Elder Quitoan, did you make your point?"

Elder Enya glanced at Quetoan behind him. The barrier just now was created by this elder.

"You betray us?"

"Betrayal... All I am loyal to is the Holy Tree, and the future of all our tribesmen."
Chapter completed!