Even if they cannot die, facing the fate of eternal sleep and being eliminated from history, the elves are willing to live in the dreamland of the past forever.

On the contrary, like the Dragon Kingdom, facing elimination step by step, being able to remain stable and live here slowly and leisurely... This is the real nerve that is forgiving enough.

It is still March, and Iceland is still covered with white snow everywhere. However, the river in the center of Dragon Valley has already begun to flow.

Xingji stood up slowly, took out the melted ice and snow water from the river, and took out his teapot and tea leaves from his pocket, slowly preparing...

"Yang Yang Bird, the decision is yours, come here."

Seeing that Yanyang Bird ignored him, Xingke decisively grabbed the playful chick in his hand, borrowed her power to heat up the tea, and then released it... Sure enough, the natural Yang Fire was better than Xingke's magic flame.

Used too much.

Natural water, naturally grown tea leaves, and the fire source of natural spirits. The tea brewed by the three together will always feel different and have a special taste just in terms of fragrance.

However, the tea maker was a fake magician who treated the elves the most rudely in the world. Lindel secretly complained in his heart.

After handing Lindel a cup of hot tea, Xingji also poured himself a cup.

After thinking about it for a while, Xingji finally said:

"Are you really not considering moving? I have a good place to go..."

Lindel showed an expression that was indeed the case, but did not answer immediately.

He slowly took a sip of tea and then exhaled a breath of hot air.

"No, not anymore."

Lindell didn't seem to make the decision very easily. This was his final answer.

"Xiao Xingke, I am very grateful to you for taking this species that is behind the times into consideration."

"However, thirty years ago, after you left and before Nabin turned into a big tree, everyone also thought about it seriously.

What about surrendering and perishing? Moving away from here? Or changing yourself to adapt to the changes... Then we got the answer."

Lindell's voice was very melodious, and he said the lyrics he had already thought about as if he was singing an opera:

"As for us, we are born in this world, grow up in this world, and then...die in this world.

This is our happiness~."

Opening his arms, speaking such shameful lines with a clear laugh... Only this lonely old man who usually only spends time with dragons can do this.

"……puff."

Xing Mo couldn't help but laugh out loud:

"Hahahahahaha, that's such an enviable happiness."

"what's so funny?"

Roughly grabbing the teapot from Xingke's hand and refilling himself with a cup of tea, Lindel felt that he had been laughed at:

"In the final analysis, the immortality seed is just the immortality seed, not the immortality seed. Is there anything wrong with longing for one day to usher in its own end?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I didn't mean to laugh at you. I was really just envious." Xingke waved his hand helplessly.

No matter how long or short it is, being able to have a beginning and an end makes Xing Ke very envious.

"What does that mean? It's as if the happiness of birth, old age, sickness and death is given equally to all living beings, but you are the only one who doesn't get it."

Lindell, who was focused on drinking tea with his eyes closed, did not realize that he had inadvertently revealed the truth. His tone was mostly joking:

"Did something happen to you?"

"I don't want to talk about useless topics. I gave up long ago."

Giving up is an important thing.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it, but don't blame me for making random associations in my head?"

Lindel opened his slightly squinted eyes, with an inexplicable smile on his lips, and said:

"The last time you saw the stars was thirty years ago. At that time, you were a thirteen-year-old boy with pale blond hair. The Ministry of Magic clearly recognized that your name was [Gesforgo Cavendish], but at the end you were

When I left, I said you were called [Xing Ke]..."

"Well, that seems to be the case. Now that I think about it, my behavior at that time was inexplicable."

"After thirty years, until the sun rose this morning, you suddenly appeared in front of me again in the form of a ten-year-old girl with silver hair and red eyes..."

"Stop! Stop it, I'm a man." Xing Ke retorted with a dark face.

"Haha, Xingke, of course I know you are a boy. But don't try to deceive me. Your current posture is clearly such a cute girl..."

"Shut up! ~ Perverted old man! Please be more serious!" Xingke saw that Lindel's eyes were wrong, picked up the wand next to him, and was about to strike with it.

"Ahem, since you care so much, let's skip this topic."

Maybe he saw that the snake fangs on the star-engraved wand were not decorations? Lindel suddenly restrained himself.

"Actually, when I sensed that someone was forcibly breaking through the barrier and hurried over, the first time I saw you, I almost thought I hadn't woken up.

There is nothing wrong with the soul fluctuations and magic properties;

There is nothing wrong with my visual senses as a human being;

There is also an incomparable fit between body and soul;

It is absolutely impossible for wizards to deceive the eyes of magicians with their blindfolding and transformation techniques;

But the only strange thing is that you, who should be in your forties, are acting like a teenager..."

Lindell, who had an extremely strong desire to survive, finally changed his mind under the threat of the big wand in Xingke's hand.

Seeing that Lindel was honest, Xingji put down his wand and picked up the teacup without wavering at all:

"Well, I just want to see how far you can guess."

"...Tsk, okay, actually I didn't guess anything at all. There are so many possibilities."

In fact, Lindel was just bluffing to extract more information. He actually didn't guess anything at all:

"You wizards have many methods, and there are all kinds of wonders in the world. Incarnations, reincarnations, past and present lives, one body and two souls... There are many similar plots in ancient legends and myths. I can't guess what happened to you.

Woolen cloth……"

"Oh?~What did you say? You said you couldn't guess it~~~"

Xingke's voice was a little faint, and he no longer knew how to complain.

"You don't want to tell me, how can I, a reclusive old man, guess... Huh? I'm back."

While talking, Lindel suddenly seemed to feel something and looked towards the southwest sky.

"What's back? Has your seal familiar gone out?"
Chapter completed!