Simulate the heavens from Faerûn

Chapter 152 Burning 【Subscription】

"Damn!"

"Avallac'h! You..."

Gale and Caranthir, who were confronting each other, looked at Rey and Oberon who had turned to ashes, and roared in anger.The two people who were opposing each other just now quickly turned back to back, holding weapons in their hands, looking at Rey and Avallac'h with anger and horror on their faces.

Especially towards Avallac'h, they were even more resentful and disbelieving. After all, he was the one who brought Rey in and Avallac'h's current performance also showed that Avallac'h played an important role in this murder.

They don't know much about Rey, but they know Avallac'h very well. After all, he is not only the Elf Sage, but also the creator and mentor of Caranthir, and Gale's best friend. However, it is precisely because The more familiar they become, the more incredible they feel.

Because the friendship between Avallac'h and Oberon is even deeper, and they have supported each other for hundreds of years for the survival and development of the Ayn El clan, their friendship has become extremely strong over time. It's hard to imagine Avallac'h being involved in something like this.

Moreover, Avallac'h was a respected sage in the clan. Even if Avallac'h wanted to take over the throne, he would have a more secretive and justifiable method. There was no way he could do this, not to mention that Avallac'h was not a power-hungry person.

As a result, now... as much as their trust in Avallac'h was deep at the beginning, how much hatred and shock they feel now... they were just afraid of Avallac'h's strength and did not take action immediately.

After all, it was Eredin who really made the move, but now he has fallen. If a conflict breaks out now, relatively speaking, the crime of killing the king will be easier for Eredin to fall on. Gale and Caranthir are trapped in passive.

Facing the accusations and anger of Gale and Caranthir, Avallac'h could only smile sadly and said nothing, because everything had happened and explanations were useless. His focus now was on Rey. .

He didn't know what Rey wanted to do. If he wanted to enslave the entire elves, it would be just a piece of cake for Rey now. There was no need for any assassination.

And compared to killing the leader of a faction, it is more convenient to enslave directly through the leader, and there is no need to kill Oberon, the old elf king.As for why he knows, this is all the experience of the Ain El family for thousands of years.

Therefore, he didn't understand, and Avallac'h was also confused about Rey's sudden attack.But compared to Gale and Caranthir, two elves who knew nothing, Avallac'h had some understanding of the situation.

So when Avallac'h faced the accusation of misunderstanding, considering that Oberon and Eredin had fallen, and the dwarves had chosen generals, he had no choice but to bear the burden and move forward for the survival of the Ain El elves. It's like Eredin bears Rey's wrath and the guilt of killing the king.

Not only those who stand in the light are heroes. For the sake of the Ain El elves, he is willing to bear the darkness for his whole life...

"Okay! Let's fight! Let's fight! Let's fight quickly!!"

A loud voice suddenly came from the stage.

The tragic painting style breaks the tense confrontation between the tragic hero Avallac'h and the light of justice Gael and Caranthir...

Avallac'h looked at Rey sitting lazily on the throne with black lines on his head. He rested his chin on the armrest with one hand and slowly tapped the armrest with the other hand, like a man who was idle, had nothing to do, and was full of bad taste. The playboy.

Arrogant words and provocative smiles make people angry.Although the controlled Avallac'h was very sad about the death of his friend and very angry at Rey's provocation, his long life of calmness and rationality made him slightly close his eyes without any emotion, but his face was slightly twitching, showing that he was not calm inside. fact.

But Gale and Caranthir, who knew nothing about everything, said that Avallac'h, the mastermind, could tolerate it (he couldn't win for the time being), but they couldn't tolerate this arrogant human being: how could a descendant of a hairy monkey be defiled? The great Elven Throne of Elf, not to mention this human's involvement in the murder of the Elf King.

Hmm~!Until now, they still believe that Avallac'h was the mastermind of the murder, and that Rey was the clown responsible for the execution.

For the mastermind Avallac'h, they didn't think they could handle it, and they were filled with anger, but they had no such fear or patience for this human being.

Caranthir, who had been wearing a helmet, disappeared instantly, and Gale, who was holding a sharp blade, rushed towards Avallac'h, but everything was axe-light and candle shadow, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them were lying like dead dogs. On the ground, looking at Rey on the throne with fear in his eyes...

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At the same time, in another palace, looking at the figure in the mirror, Ciri's heart was beating wildly in her chest, the blood vessels in her temples were twitching, and her hands were trembling.

Ciri clenched her fists, controlled her hands, and then took a deep breath to calm herself down.She relaxed her shoulders, trying to move her stiff neck.

She looked at the large full-length mirror again, and the figure in it made her quite satisfied.Her eyes were covered with eyeshadow and her lips were smeared with lipstick. After bathing, her damp hair was trimmed and combed, revealing the youthfulness and well-behavedness of a girl.

She wore a short silver skirt that reached mid-thigh, a red vest and silk shirt, and the silk scarf the maids put on her head matched the outfit perfectly.

Ciri straightened the silk scarf, lowered her head and looked at herself, and was surprised to check the lining she was wearing, the short lining as thin as spider silk, and the lining that could magically stay on her thighs without a sling. Long Socks, looking at this unique and open self, Shi Rui couldn't help but blush.

Ciri stretched out her hand towards the doorknob, but hesitated, as if it was not a doorknob but a sleeping cobra.She walked around in front of the mirror several times, looked at herself carefully, calmly blushed, breathed a long sigh of relief, and reached for the door handle.

"click~"

A ray of sunlight shone on Ciri's body, making her whole body look radiant and pleasant, like a goddess.

"plz follow me."

A beautiful female elf with straw-colored hair stood at the door and said lightly.

"Where are we... where are we going?"

Squinting her eyes slightly to avoid the dazzling sunlight, Ciri looked at the elf and asked.

"You'll know if you follow me..."

The elf shrugged, turned away, and said calmly. She only glanced at Ciri, and that look revealed her opinion of Ciri.

Looking at the female elf leading the way in front of her, Ciri clenched her right fist and wanted to punch her, but her trust in Rey still prevailed. She did not want to cause trouble. If there were any more twists and turns on the way to see Rey, she would lightly Taking a long breath, she put down her hands and followed the female elf forward.

Slowly and silently they descended the steps, smelling of mint, sage and nettles.Follow a stream and descend a steep, wooded slope, leading to a set of worn sandstone steps.The stairs were quite old, cracked and broken by the jostling of tree roots.

The virgin forest surrounded them in the center, with many ancient ash trees, hornbeams, yews, maples and oaks around them, and low down in the dense tangle of hazel bushes.It smells of sage, nettles, damp stone, spring and mold.Ciri walked lightly and unhurriedly.She has calmed down.She didn't know where her destination was, but she believed she would definitely see Rey.

There is a stone platform at the top of the rock steps, and a small waterfall flows down from it.On the platform, under the shade of elder bushes, there is a pavilion covered with ivy.She could see the trees below, the ribbon of the river, and the roofs and terraces and colonnades of Tir Na Lea.

After passing through the pavilion, they came to a palace. Through the hazy silk curtains, Ciri saw a person sitting at a table, and the female elf retreated quietly.

Ciri walked in the door amidst the rustling of silk and saw Rey looking at him with a smile on his face. When she just came in, I don't know if it was her imagination, but Ciri felt that Rey's eyes lit up and his face changed. She couldn't help but become a little blushing, but she couldn't help but walked quickly towards Rey. If she didn't feel that the skirt was a little short, she would definitely run away.

Rey looked at the changed Ciri and sighed in his heart that she was really a transformed woman. She was so beautiful. Rey waved to Ciri and motioned for her to sit down next to him. There were no servants in the room. He did everything by himself. No need to avoid anything.

The dinner includes more than a dozen vegetables, as well as mushrooms fried, stewed and dipped.Rey kept feeding Ciri with a silver fork. Seeing Ciri's expression of shyness and enjoyment, his heart was filled with satisfaction and joy. What could be more joyful than sharing one's success with others.

"Although it's a bit embarrassing to have Rey feed me all the time, this food is really delicious..."

Ciri thought shyly as she took small bites of the delicacies that Rey handed over. Well, it was mainly some mushrooms. Ciri felt that she had never eaten mushrooms like this before.

Some of them are white, as thin as leaves, and have a soft and delicious taste, while others are brown and black, with a fragrant aroma and plump flesh.

Rose wine was used to accompany the meal. It had a light taste. Ciri felt that the wine relaxed her tongue. Before she could react, she had already told him what she didn't want to tell anyone. Rey listened patiently. Keep feeding.

Then, Ciri suddenly remembered the purpose of their coming here.She frowned and asked Rey:

"Rey, aren't we here to see Oberon Muhitazi, the Elven King of Ayn El? How is he? Have you seen him? And Avallac'h? He is not with us. ?"

"Siri..."

"Do you believe in destiny? Oberon is truly a generous king. After seeing me, he told me that he seemed to have seen destiny. He announced in public that I am the destiny master of the Ain-Eir elves, and that I would Entrust the Ain El elves to me..."

Rey held up a glass as he handed her another plate of green mushrooms that smelled like apple pie.

"Ah~!"

Ciri picked up a glass with lipstick stains on the edge and started to continue drinking. She was stunned when she heard Rey's words. After all, it sounded more bluffing than a storybook, but the more unlikely it was, the more likely it would happen. This wasn't right. Is it the charm of fate? !

"Destiny... I believe in fate. Just like me, I am destined to belong to you, and our fates are intertwined. Now the Elf King Oberon Muhitazi has ushered in his own destiny. I think it is better not to disobey him. It’s power for good…”

"Ciri, the power of fate is really elusive. You know what? I originally didn't want to agree. After all, these elves are not just a drag on me, but Oberon passed away after he finished speaking. Just like this, this world belongs to me, and I am helpless, after all, you are enough..."

"you……"

Ciri took another sip of wine and couldn't help but blushed all over her face and almost choked when listening to Rey's somewhat nonsense experience and his words "You are enough."

Looking at the knife and fork in front of her, she lowered her head and murmured in a low voice:

"...No, no, Rey, I don't want to eat anymore. My stomach is almost bursting. You see it's so big. If you feed me like this, I will get fat..."

"Xirui, don't worry..."

Rey raised the cup and said, "How can you get fat when I'm here? I will help you lose weight, making the places that should be fat fat... and the places that should be thin..."

"Rey, let's plan our home first..."

"Um...ok...Ciri, do you feel a little cold..."

"Well, a little..."

"Come here...it won't be cold here in a while..."

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Tir Na Lea, in a magnificent ancient temple, Avallac'h looked at the carefree girl-like goddess statue in the center of the temple, turned his back, closed his eyes, and waved gently.

Although the elf warrior in black armor rarely left the statue, he still stepped forward and moved the statue to a corner.

At the same time, a statue of a god with a rough human face and the shape of the sun outside the flame was placed in the center of the temple. This crude and primitive painting style was not created by elves at first glance. The random graffiti of an elven child was worse than this. Beautiful and exquisite.

However, the surrounding soldiers felt that there was a strange pressure on this weird and not aesthetically pleasing stone sculpture, which made people dare not look directly at it.

Under the operation of the elf mage, the gentle and feminine painting style of the entire church began to change, and began to become simple and majestic in line with the sun statue. However, it was still full of the exquisite and delicate painting style of the elf, and individual figures began to appear on the decoration of the church. the little sun.

In the end, a huge brazier appeared in front of the statue of the sun, and the kerosene was instantly ignited to illuminate the entire church, bringing warmth to the elves working in the cold wind, both physically and mentally...

In a corner of the city, a cavalry leader wearing a bull-head-shaped helmet rode a dark brown stallion that looked like a dragon. He stood in the square and watched the knight in steel armor riding his horse onto a strange-looking black-smelling road. The ship, feeling the faint heat coming from the center of his eyebrows, said to the knight in full armor next to him:
"Gail, Caranthir, let's go, Najfar is ready to set sail..."

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