Stars fell on February 27, 837, Lake of Eternity, Sequoia Mother Tree Island.

Hill Lange knelt in the center of the island, in a simple wooden sacrificial hall, closing his eyes and meditating.

This is the island where the mother tree of life in the Lange tribe is located. This simple sacrificial hall houses portraits of the patriarchs of the Lange tribe. The remains of their death have been assimilated with the mother tree, leaving only the portraits to show their descendants. The black-haired elf sat calmly in the center of the wooden hall, endured the gaze of the portraits of ancestors of all generations. Beside him, an elf with a white hair that seemed extremely old because of overdrawing his life and an elf with a loss of his right hand and left calves, but still young, also knelt down without saying a word.

The three elves have very similar appearances. As long as someone sees them, they will never doubt the kinship of the three people. Hill, located in the middle, is the youngest and has the most sound body. You can see that there is a light green light floating above the heads of the three people. The light is connected to the three elves at one end and extends to the rear of the sacrificial hall. It is linked to the huge red shirt wood in the center of the island.

"ah……"

After the long meditation, Hill slowly opened his eyes, and wisps of green flashed deep in his purple pupils. After a long sigh, the young elf with a very young appearance showed a sudden expression: "So that's it, this is the inheritance of our tribe..."

"Yes."

Beside the black-haired elf, the old white-haired elf seemed to want to stand up, but his hands and feet were not flexible, and he almost fell down. Hill quickly stood up to support him, but was gently pushed away by the old man. He coughed, and the elderly elf looked at his young son with a complicated expression. He originally wanted to speak with great momentum, but in the end he only sighed: "The position of patriarch has been handed over to you, Hill Lange, you are the patriarch of this generation of Lange tribe."

"Be careful, brother."

On the other side of Hill, the elves with broken limbs also slowly stood up. Wooden buds grew from the wounds of the broken limbs, forming wooden limb support. Hill's brother took a deep breath, then chuckled and said, "From then, you will take on the heavy responsibility."

"I actually don't understand."

In the place where the most important mother tree of life is located in the tribe, in the center of the sacrificial hall with portraits of patriarchs of all generations, Hill shook his head slowly. The young elf murmured in a puzzled tone: "It's fine, my life is overdrawn to this point. Even the buds of the tree of life can only delay death and cannot recover their strength. But brother, your incomplete limbs are not cured. Why do you have to ask me to come back and inherit the family?"

Hill is not unwilling to take on his own responsibilities, he just can't understand, so he wants to know the answer.

"Because it is not my limbs, it is my heart."

Facing his brother's question, the older elf replied in a calm tone. He raised his head and looked around the portrait of his ancestors around him. The man said frankly: "In the battle between life and death with the Five-Colored Dragon, I realized the fragility of my heart. I just had a carelessness and lost my arm and a left foot... And this injury is not as simple as the surface. The poison of the green dragon is always eroding my internal organs. If I want to be completely healed, I have to recuperate for five years."

"Even the elves, five years are precious. I can't wait for five years, and the Lange tribe can't wait for five years."

This was a convincing answer. Hill could not refute it, but could only accept it. He watched his father and brother leave the sacrificial hall and close the door. The young elf sighed deeply.

Although the inheritance has ended, he cannot leave this sacrificial hall yet, because soon, it will be the ceremony and wedding of the patriarch. He needs to wait with the ancestors of the Lange tribe in this wooden house until the ceremony begins.

"Is this the bondage of returning to the family... After becoming the patriarch, all kinds of rules and rules are responsible for coordinating the relationship between members of the clan and communicating with other tribes. It is difficult to leave the far south... I guess there will never be a free and easy life in the past."

He knelt on the ground again, closed his eyes and meditated. Hill heard the sound of the door of the sacrificial hall behind him. He heard the sound of gentle footsteps, and static electricity crackled in the air. The black-haired elf knew that this was the footsteps of Fina, who had not yet fully grasped the power of the ancient dragon's bloodline. As her fiancée, she was about to wait with him for the ceremony to begin.

"Unhappy, Hill?"

Slowly walking to Hill's side, Ms. Hailong knelt gently beside the black-haired elf. She put her head close to Hill and asked in a low voice. It could be seen that Fina's expression was a little uneasy. She seemed very worried that her race had brought additional trouble to Hill, so she, who was originally quite strong, was full of sorrow at this moment.

"Hill...it's all my fault." She whispered to herself.

"Not at all trouble, you're not at all wrong."

Hill shook his head for Fina's self-blame. He stretched out his left hand and held Fina's right hand. The elf held the other person's hand tightly, and then replied with a chuckle: "Listen, as long as you are with me."

“Even if I’m no longer free, I’m very willing.”

The star falls in 837, March 1, Lake of Eternal, Sequoia City, the wind is bright and cloudless.

The wedding of Hill Lange, the new patriarch of the Lange tribe, was held today.

The water resources in the far south are sufficient, and the geographical location is located near the tropical zone, the water vapor brought by the dense forest river will rise into clouds no matter what kind of weather it is. However, under the magic of the elf mage, even the unrestrained clouds must obey the orders of magic.

Compared to the cheerful atmosphere in the city, as the wedding scene, the fir castle located above the giant redwood tree seems a bit deserted, but those walking in the castle are all the nobles and figures of the elves. Because of the invitation of the nature mentor and the elf queen, most of the heads of the nine elf tribes came to the Sequoia City. Even if they did not come for some reasons, they attached great importance to sending the family's deputy, or even the previous generation of patriarchs as a substitute.

In fact, Hill, the protagonist of the wedding, knew that his wedding was just the Elf Royal Court invited many elves nobles to come together to coordinate the reasons for the recent conflict caused by the inheritance of the World Tree. After all, everyone is all elves. No matter how bad the fuss is, they can find a way to go, then chat and compromise with each other, and most of the problems can be solved. I am really dissatisfied, so the queen and the mentor had no choice but to take action, forcing him to be satisfied.

For this reason, the natural mentor personally endorsed the union between him and Fina, suppressing the voices of most of the clan opposing confusing the elves' bloodlines.

"The bloodline defense is the clan rule that our elves have adhered to for eight hundred years, but to be honest, is there any meaning to maintain pure elves' bloodlines now?"

At that time, the natural mentor faced a group of questioning conservative elves and nobles and said in an unprecedentedly serious tone: "Even mice know to adapt to the environment and change. Are we elves inferior to mice? We have to abide by the ancient rules of eight hundred years ago? In ancient times, the population of all tribes was not large, and we elves could rely on the elite population for rapid development. But now, with the popularization of magic energy industry, the world has come to a most important corner. What we need is not to cultivate an elite for decades, but to many people who can control large-scale industrial production!"

"The fertility rate of pure blood elves is well known. If they continue to be stubborn, they will only be eliminated by the times... Do you want the elves, the ancient and glorious race, to gradually disappear into history? It's time to change!"

The natural mentor refuted everyone and made many diehard nobles give up on continuing to oppose the "blood improvement plan" carried out through intermarriage, bloodline transformation, and magic experiments, but she cleverly avoided an obvious problem that is, the fertility rate of the dragon clan is not high, and the combination of Hill and Fina has nothing to do with bloodline improvement, which has worsened the situation.

But whoever cares about it will really care? Just as there are only a few people in this castle who really want to celebrate his wedding, not many people will really care about the marriage partner of someone who doesn't care about them.

Even so, there are always a few purer people.

"...Before loving God, I will use the ancient oath that you and the two of you will share life and death with each other and will never abandon each other."

Before the statue of "Yue Ai", the contemporary elf queen said one oath after another in an elegant tone. This beautiful elf lady with silver hair and golden eyes and purple jade crown blessed Hill and Fina with a smile. Although the "Hern Valo IX (herno ix) (here) (a female arno ix) (who inherited the name of the elves in history) supported Hill's wedding with a different purpose, she sincerely wished her two people in front of her not famous. The legendary strong man who was overshadowed by the elf queen, quietly adjusted Hill and Fina's physical condition, and even suppressed the restless ancient dragon bloodline for Ms. Hailong.

The soft and warm fragrance of flowers permeates the entire auditorium with the blessings of the Elf Queen. The fragrance that penetrates people's hearts seems to be no longer in the material world, but goes straight to the depths of the soul. Even the great druid who has abandoned the body of the elf and transformed into a wooden body or a dragon body can clearly smell the relaxed and pleasant fragrance of flowers. As the fragrance ripples and spreads, until it spreads outside the fir castle and covers the entire Sequoia City, you can hear the cheers outside the castle that resounds throughout the city, causing the earth to shake slightly.

In the entire Sequoia City, all the people with a slight illness felt that in this mysterious fragrance of flowers, the pain in their bodies was relieved and improved at a clear speed, until they completely disappeared. Sequoia City is the city of adventurers. Who has no secret colds and rheumatism and hidden diseases? But now, under the influence of this gentle and extraordinary power, everyone has been completely cured without any side effects.

This is a great power comparable to a miracle, but it is like spring breeze and rain, without showing any voice.

"Ba,ba,ba,ba."

Under the ceremonial platform, Joshua, who was in the front row, was no one around, and the first clapping was aroused, which led to the shocking and slightly dull atmosphere of the auditorium. As the legendary strong man who came from afar, the nervous and restless elf nobleman behind him quickly applauded and celebrated the successful wedding of the new generation of the leader of the Lange tribe. At that moment, the entire castle auditorium was filled with blessings and applause, and the band next to him also played gentle and clear elf music.

The most complicated ritual part has ended, and the next is a busy and fulfilling ceremony. As Hill and Fina leave, the many elves and nobles present and the humans invited like Joshua, the dwarf guests went to the banquet hall of the castle under the guidance of the maid. Firefly and Rin followed the warriors. This was their first time attending the wedding, and they looked curious and nervous.

"There are so few elves."

Through the spiritual terminal, the silver-haired girl whispered to her younger brother: "Although she has not officially attended the wedding, she has watched many times in the city of Moldavia. Any time she has many times more people than here, and the process is also very dull and a little boring."

"Bored... Sister, you don't even look at what these people are..."

The black-haired boy was speechless about his sister's simple thinking loop: "If you throw a stone among this group of people, you can hit a dozen gold, seven or eight extreme intentions, most of the actual rulers of the elves. You must know that if you include the elves queen, there are three legends present at this wedding!"

"Who can gather three legends when they get married? Look at the stern-faced elf next to the band. He is the 'histor weaver' who is responsible for recording major historical events in the elves. Although the wedding looks quite deserted, the three legends are present at the same time, which is enough to record the anecdotes in history!"

The Shenji brothers and sisters relied on the Internet to chat and complain, and watched the news and forums in the North from time to time. They had a lot of fun. However, when Joshua, who was walking in front of the two, came to the banquet hall and was guided into a special room specially prepared for him, he did not show the sincere smile when he had wished Hill before.

The warrior frowned slightly at this time, and seemed to be thinking about something.

The luxurious and luxurious special guest room was specially prepared for Joshua. There was nothing on the table, but the teleportation spell was solidified. The warrior could automatically transmit food that meets his requirements with just a slight slightest point. Because except for the nature tutor and the elf queen, no one dared or had the status of an equal person to him, so Joshua could only be alone.

"At this time, Hill and Fina should be discussing with the patriarchs of the eight other tribes in the secret room with the Elf Queen and the Nature Tutor."

Because I had already talked to Galan Nord about your issues in this regard when I first arrived in Sequoia City. Joshua knew where the two legendary elves and the disappearing patriarchs had gone. He also knew that all the purpose of coming to Sequoia City had been completed and he should be able to go back now.

A few days ago, he talked with Hill, Fina and others several times. The warrior encouraged the elves not to panic. With his potential, it is undoubtedly necessary to become a powerful clan leader of a large tribe. The warrior even took action to alleviate Hill's father's life exhaustion and allowed the old elf who had been alive for a few years to prolong his life for less than ten years.
Chapter completed!