On November 5th, Danica got up before dawn, and when she came to the living room, she looked sleepy.

Seeing Philis dressed in neatly, Danica muttered, "Are we going to get up so early?" Last night, Philis specifically told Danica that they would set off at 7 o'clock, and if they were prepared before departure, they would have to get up at 6 o'clock. Unlike Philis, who had regular routines, Danica is a night owl. She often stayed up late to do experiments or conduct magic research. Danica believes that the quiet environment at night helps to think, which has led to her living a life of going to bed late and getting up late. She is really uncomfortable when she gets up at 6 o'clock.

Phyllis said, "Okay, stop complaining. I let you sleep early and you don't listen to me. Okay, hurry up and eat something, we'll set off. If you're sleepy, you can sleep for a while on the road."

Today’s breakfast was a large plate of spicy chicken and a vegetable soup. Philis and Filis Miller didn’t like this heavy-tasting dish before, but this was Emily’s favorite. Gradually, everyone’s tastes changed a little with Emily. Occasionally, they would make this spicy dish.

Danica was sleepy and picked up a piece of bread, grabbed some chicken cubes and took a bite. The taste was good, but the peppers were put a little too much! The hot stimulation on her tongue made Danica wake up completely, and quickly took a sip of the soup and said, "Did you bring the dishes prepared for Emily? It's so spicy!"

Phyllis smiled and said, "What's wrong with this? Just to make you feel energetic. I also tasted it. It tasted very good." The spicy dish tasted quite refreshing, but the consequence was that the tongue hurts a little until now.

Danica said, "Okay, the taste is pretty good." She didn't say she would take off and change the dish, but took another piece of white bread and continued to have a hot breakfast.

Phyllis had finished eating. While Danica was having dinner, she checked the prepared gifts and confirmed that there was no problem before arranging the attendant to load the carriage.

At 7:05, Philis and Danica got into the carriage. This was a carriage specially prepared for Philis, the elf princess, to travel. The interior was exquisitely decorated and had a large space.

After getting on the carriage, Danica yawned again. Phyllis asked curiously: "When did you go to bed last night? Why are you so sleepy?"

Danica said: "I did a magic experiment yesterday and it was done around three o'clock."

Phyllis looked at Danica and said helplessly: "I really admire you, okay, you can sleep for a while, we will have to take three hours to get to the place." The West Baizhi, whom Phyllis is visiting today, lives in the suburbs of Moonlight City, and it feels a bit diagonal with Phyllis in the small villa next to the Magic Academy, so it took a lot of time to go there.

Danica said vaguely: "Okay, call me when it comes." As she said that, she curled up and lay in her seat.

Unable to know how long he had been sleeping, Danica suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Phyris, have you felt it?" At this time, Danica's tone was no longer ambiguous or hazy, but was filled with cold rationality.

Phyllis was also closing her eyes and resting at this time. When Danica said something strange, she asked: "What did you feel?"

Danica sat up and said, "Someone used mental power to explore our carriage." For the magician, spying with mental power is a serious offensive act. If Philis' identity is taken into account, it would not be just an offense, but it is likely to be a prelude to an attack.

When she heard Danica say this, Philis's face became serious. She knocked on the small window in the carriage and said to the guards outside: "Be careful about the situation around you." Although she may be in danger, Philis did not get out of the car, and it may not be very safe outside. In comparison, this carriage specially built for her may be safer, after all, there are many protective magic circles attached to the carriage.

After a while, Danica heard the noise of fighting outside, and finally heard a shout: "For His Highness Kailansi!" It soon became quiet.

Danica smiled and said, "Is the troublemaker here?" The last shout was too conspicuous, with obvious signs of deliberate deliberation. If that guy was not sent by Kailansi, it means that someone wanted to intensify the struggle between the two princesses of the Elves.

Phyllis had a gloomy face and nodded.

Danica asked, "Do you think it's inside or outside?"

Phyllis said firmly: "It cannot be within the elves." Apart from herself and Kelansi, there is no other faction among the younger generation of the elves. Provoking a dispute between them will not allow anyone to benefit, but it can only cause consumption within the elves. But it is different to the outside world. The Elf King Court has many opponents on the Katic Continent. Except for the Viagra, which has been rubbing, the relationship with the beast tribe on the grassland is not very good. Once the elves have civil strife, many people will definitely applaud. In fact, major forces at the mainland level are in a competitive relationship, and the whole continent is unlucky.

This was just a small episode. After the captain of the guard reported that the crisis was lifted, the carriage began to move forward again. Since the crisis had been lifted, Danica lay down again, but after doing so, she couldn't sleep anymore. She looked at the top of the carriage and thought about Emma, ​​who had seen in the abandoned library before. Is it Lucia? What are the benefits of doing this? The internal chaos of their beast tribe is enough, and they still have the heart to take care of the elves? Or is the Holy See who wants to get into everything? I heard that the Holy See has been staring at the Curse Sect in the southern coastal areas recently, and I don't know if Curse can overcome this difficulty...

After walking for more than three hours, at half past ten, the carriage stopped at the door of a manor.

Phyllis stood up and said, "Okay, it's time for us to get off the bus."

After getting off the car, Danica stretched and was glared at by Philis. She put down her hand embarrassedly and followed Philis in.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a big garden, which was really big, and I couldn't see the edge at first sight. It's November now, and it's November in the Elf Clan calendar. It's winter. Everything outside is depressed and the leaves fall wither. But in this garden, there are colorful flowers, all kinds of flowers blooming, red, yellow, pink, and competing for beauty, especially "live". In addition to the beautiful potted plants, there are many magnificent flower trees. The whole tree is full of colorful flowers, swaying in the wind against the backdrop of green leaves. As soon as I walked into this garden, Danica smelled the fragrant fragrance, and the fragrance of various flowers mixed together, which made it fascinating.

Danica has never seen such a style of design in the elves. The elves have traditional awe of nature. There is almost no such thing as the messy flower art that forces the branches and leaves to twist. The flowers bloom and fall, and the leaves grow and die wither. It is not that they can't be done. There are many special farms next to Moonlight City that specialize in providing off-season vegetables and fruits, but in the traditional aesthetics of the elves, they don't like off-season decorative green plants. In their opinion, there is another strong sense of incongruity.

Although they were confused, Danica didn't ask too much when she saw Philis's serious look, so she could only follow in silence. Such a large manor and so many flowers needed to take care of it, but whether they worked, walked, or saw Philis' salute, they deliberately reduced the noise and tried not to make a slight sound. In addition, it was winter now, and the insects and birds were no longer singing. The huge manor was silent, and there was a particularly strange feeling.

Among the colorful flowers, Danica may have seen some dead flowers, completely dead, without a trace of green. Some can be seen removing gardeners next to them, but some others should have not had time to deal with them, and they stand in a beautiful beauty, particularly conspicuous.

Danica followed Phyllis for more than half an hour, finally passed through the garden and came to an open space. It was surrounded by beautiful flowers, and this place should be the center of the garden.

There were three thatched houses on the open space. The surface of the thick rammed earth wall was not decorated or painted, and it was exposed with rough yellowish color. There were many cracks on the wooden doors. It looked a bit old. The windows were not big and were covered with white paper. Several places were damaged and swayed slightly in the wind. There was a wooden round table outside the thatched house. There was nothing on the table. An old man sat on the chair next to him, leaning on a crutch, looking at a dead tree in front of him, staring blankly.

Danica couldn't help but look back. The scene was too inconsistent. There were flowers behind it, but there were decay in front of her. What kind of style is this?

Seeing the old man, Phyllis walked over quickly and said sweetly: "Grandpa Bai Zhi, I'm here to see you."

The old man woke up and saw that it was Phyllis. A smile appeared on his thin and shriveled face, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's Phyllis!" Feilin is Phyllis' nickname. In the tradition of the elves, only elders or extremely close people would call it this way.

Seeing this face, Danica immediately recognized him. Wasn't he the old man sitting next to Dean Elant Ziling during the opening ceremony of the Magic Academy? He is also a professor at the academy and an eighth-level magician. Although he had only seen him once, Danica was deeply impressed by him. The physical fitness of professionals is far superior to that of ordinary people, not to mention the eighth-level strongman like them. Even if he is older, he has a childish face like Elant and Pasival, and his face is rosy. This is an external sign of physical health. Danica has never seen such an old look as Danica has never seen him.

Danica was stunned for a moment. Seeing Phyllis passing by, she followed her tightly.

When the old man Bai Zhi saw Danica, his originally turbid and dim gaze suddenly became deep and wise. Although it only took a moment, it gave Danica a creepy feeling that someone could see through it.

Old Man Bai Zhi said, "Have you brought your friend here?"

Phyllis turned her head and looked at Danica, and said with a smile: "Yes, she is Danica Fengyu, and is my good friend." Phyllis' tone was joyful and happy, but since she saw the old man, the smile on Phyllis's face has not stopped, and I don't know how happy she is.

Although Danica felt awkward under the scrutiny of the old man Bai Zhi, she still walked up and said according to Phyllis's name: "Hello Grandpa Bai Zhi."

"Okay, okay." Old Man Bai Zhi nodded and suddenly said with emotion, "I didn't expect that I would still see the descendants of the strong wind in my life."

Danica's heart skipped a beat. She knew that her bloodline was inherited from Dafeng, but she had never figured out what Dafeng was. Whether at Bunos Magic Academy or at the Elves Royal Magic Academy, she had not found any information about Dafeng.

Phyllis looked at Danica strangely and turned around and said, "Grandpa, it's windy outside, so let's go back to the room to talk."

The cold wind is one reason, but Phyllis mainly doesn't want Old Man Bai Zhi to look at the dead tree again.

The tree was planted by the old man Baizhi when his only grandson was born. The child's parents died prematurely due to illness. He was dug out of his mother's body. It was seriously under the age of the year and was considered a premature baby, so his physique was extremely weak. Even with the careful care of several eighth-level strong men in the Elf Royal Court, the child still did not live for his fifth birthday and unfortunately died. Since then, all the Baizhi family except the old man Baizhi have passed away, and the bloodline of the Baizhi family is about to be cut off.

The grandson of the old man Bai Zhi died on the Winter Milk Festival, and the tree also died on that day, so Phyllis would come to accompany this poor old man every time it was Winter Milk Festival.

Old Man Bai Zhi knew Phyllis’s idea, but did not object, but said obediently: "Okay, let's go back first."

Phyllis stepped forward and helped the old man stand up. This was not a polite support. Judging from his difficulty, he might not be able to stand up if there was no one who supported him next to him. His seriously decayed body could no longer support him to make such a simple move.

Old Man Bai Zhi lived in a crutch with one hand, and Phyllis supported the other hand, and moved forward with difficulty. It was only a few meters away from the thatched hut, and the old man walked for a few minutes before he arrived.

Danica followed behind and walked in. The thatched hut was dilapidated from the outside, but the decoration inside was actually pretty good. The walls were no longer naked yellow, but were painted white. There was a row of low cabinets in the corner, with some miscellaneous items on it. There was a round table on the right, which was slightly larger than the one outside, and there were four chairs next to it. There was no common sofa and coffee table in the entire living room, but considering that the old man Bai Zhi was not feeling well, the low sofa was indeed not suitable.
Chapter completed!