Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

"I told you not to call me that..."

Although her appearance was indeed difficult to identify, she really didn't like this name that she was almost used to.

The forest man wearing a shiny helmet scratched his head awkwardly, looking a little overwhelmed.

"Hey, the princess has her own deep intentions. Brother, you can't even guess my sister's feelings, and you are delusional to guess what the princess is thinking!"

The goblin archer sneered, "Kicking someone when they're down."

"Hey, that seems to make sense."

However, the forest leader, who didn't pay attention to his sister's teasing, quickly believed it and exclaimed with admiration.

"However, no matter what, you have subdued the river-breaking creature. I believe the elders of the tribe will no longer be able to question you!"

"Who are they?"

"Didn't you know? Every village has its own authoritative elders, who are also key members of the Fairy Council. If you can gain their approval, your status as heir will be even more secure."

The forest man in the shining helmet explained as best he could.

"However, after today, I believe that many elders who still doubt your eligibility to inherit the throne will realize their mistake."

Nashida, who had no real feeling about this, was already thinking about whether she should escape early.

Just like that, as the last rays of light before the sun sets are about to completely disappear from the horizon.

The two moons will cast their gradually dimming light into the sea of ​​trees.

Chapter 146 Evening, Potatoes, Tomorrow

……

The meeting is delayed.

The forest people have a long lifespan, so it is inevitable that the meetings they hold will be lengthy.

The elders of the village gathered together and sat in a circle, discussing the future of the village and the princess who had "appeared out of nowhere" under the light of the luminescent insects.

"Although the divine beast, Mokra Mbembe's outburst, was stopped by the princess, is it inappropriate to capture and tame it?"

"Goblin groups appear to be increasing in the surrounding area, and rangers have reported several conflicts."

"They seem to have mastered the art of shipbuilding, constantly attacking passing caravans and adventurers from upstream to downstream."

"These goblins seem to be getting bolder and bolder. Attacking mortals is one thing, but now they're even riding astride divine beasts. What gives them such courage?"

Various topics collide with each other, how about this, how about that, pros and cons continue to accumulate, but no real solution can be reached.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, a statement needs to be made here.

The Mori people were not stupid. On the contrary, they were actually very smart. Looking at the entire world, their talent and wisdom were unparalleled.

If it were not for the limitations of forests, perhaps the largest and longest-lasting country in the world would only be the forest people.

For this reason, they prefer to express all possibilities and opinions first.

They know very well that if everyone rushes in one direction with all their heart and soul, it will only narrow their vision and make it difficult to notice other hidden problems.

unless--

There is one person who can make the final decision and guide everyone to get it done brilliantly.

In the past, the forest people would only obey the Fairy Queen, and now perhaps the Fairy Princess as well.

Unfortunately, it seemed that the miracle she performed during the day had caused the princess to suffer too much damage, so she did not come to attend the meeting.

The pioneers felt that they could hardly keep up with the logic of the forest people. Compared with mortals who could not even consider what would happen ten years later, the forest people were accustomed to thinking about hundreds or thousands of years later. Forcing themselves to participate would obviously be boring.

Therefore, brainstorming meetings continued, while others took advantage of the comfortable evening breeze to get together.

The goblin archer felt the night wind and looked into the distance at Mokla Mbembe, who was slowly chewing his food. His peaceful appearance was in stark contrast to his previous violent attitude.

She sighed softly, as if she was still struggling with her poor performance during the day.

There are very few opportunities to show off in front of the princess, and now it seems that he is destined to be suppressed by his "sister" who is hundreds of years younger than him.

Such a depressed feeling really makes it difficult to enjoy the peaceful evening breeze.

"......you."

Not a branch or leaf moved, and a voice as soft as a musical instrument came from behind her.

Although he was not blamed, the goblin archer still sat up with a start and looked back at the person who came.

“Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, sister!?”

"Climbing up to a place like this again, there are no rules."

Compared to her sister's surprise, the forest princess wearing a flower crown remained calm and lectured her as usual.

"Oh, my sister has climbed up."

The fairy archer tilted his head back as if to look out of his head, squinted his eyes like a cat, and in his upside-down vision, he saw the silver silk dress wrapped around his plump body, and the jade feet that were so white that there was not a trace of dust on them.

"Is this okay? Not going to the meeting?"

The fairy archer subconsciously compared her feet with the most perfect pair of feet in his memory, that is, the princess's, and then found that the smaller one was more suitable for him.

After all, the fairy girl's mouth can be considered a cherry mouth, right?

"I've handed it all over to Grandpa and the others."

Although she was unaware of her sister's hidden strange thoughts, the forest princess wearing a flower crown still revealed a somewhat melancholy expression.

Sneaking out of Parliament was obvious, but it didn't bother her.

As the daughter of the former clan leader and the fiancée of the current chief, she is also a princess of the forest people, but she is not old enough to speak at the meeting.

For the Mori people, seniority is an unchangeable truth. A young person who's not even 10,000 years old has no chance of convincing the old stubborn people who are countless years older than them.

Because of this, it is obviously more in line with her personality to come out and look for her sister than to continue staying in a place where she has no say.

"Why aren't you with the princess?"

"The princess prefers to be with the guards in the evening."

The goblin archer said somewhat dejectedly.

"For someone like me, trying to fit in will only lead to disgust, right?"

"...You have a very insightful view on this aspect."

Instead of comforting her as her sister had expected, the forest princess wearing a flower crown knew very well that the princess would not stay in a forest, and this was not her home.

It is normal to feel like you are being "left behind" when facing a princess who will leave you sooner or later.

However, the two sisters did not elaborate on this topic, and the forest princess wearing a flower crown asked the question again.

"So, Princess, have you decided to leave?"

"Of course. Even though they are young, it is only natural for a princess to protect her future subjects..."

The fairy archer's tone was filled with longing. She stood up from the branch and turned back to look at her sister.

"So, I want to go with her."

"The journey to chase the moon will be arduous."

The Forest Princess with the flower crown shook her head.

"Just like the stars twinkling, it's dawn in a flash, and everything returns to square one at night."

Hearing her words, the fairy archer stretched out his hand towards the starry sky, as if trying to grasp something intangible.

Those twinkling stars are so far away that people sometimes wonder if there is someone over there reaching out to them.

Seeing her sister's childish behavior, the elder sister also stretched out her hand, making her giggle.

"I understand, sister."

The fairy archer's white and tender fingers drew a circle in the air, as if depicting the appearance of the moon in her memory.

“So, that’s what I would think.”

It is a common language like poetry.

Even if it was said by a forest girl who was not bound by the framework of a clan and longed for freedom like the wind.

It also has a certain sense of extreme elegance and beauty.

"I don't know how long the princess will remember this journey. Perhaps fifty, sixty, or even seventy years. But even if she never noticed me..."

Under the moonlight, the fairy archer smiled a smile that showed a hint of childishness.

"I also hope that one afternoon in the future, while she is bound to the throne, she will remember me. It would be even better if I could bring her some happiness again."

To give an example, it's like a glass of intoxicating wine that you took in the past.

It doesn't necessarily need to be drunk often, but if it can be remembered, it must be of great significance.

……

It was like dozing off in a foamy dream.

This is a privilege only available to the nearly immortal upper-class forest people.

The act of chasing others is destined to end somewhere in the future from the beginning.

It is a treasure that makes people long for it like the stars in the sky, and they will reach out and grab it even if their hands are burned.

Tonight, Mimiya "saw" the scene of her farewell to the princess in her dream.

Needless to say, this is uncomfortable.

The saying "What you think about during the day, you dream about at night" probably describes this kind of situation.

But if you want to say how serious it is, it’s not that serious...

Earlier in the border town, she, Zariyus and Fina actually knew that such an adventure journey could not continue forever.

It's just that I urgently need to face it now and come up with an excuse that I can accept.

Perhaps, other forest people would think that the princess is destined to ascend the throne that belongs to her, but Mimiya, who knows clearly who she used to be, has actually had the thought more than once that perhaps she will disappear when she wakes up tomorrow.

This pessimism is not something that was acquired after taking risks, but has been there since childhood.

When I see a tree, I think of it growing old and turning into a leafless dead tree.

When I see a bird, I think of its broken wings, no longer able to fly into the blue sky.

In order to hide such sentimentality, one naturally needs to use the "rough" side to cover up oneself.

So, the first thing she learned in the mortal realm was swearing.

Well, thinking about it this way, she seems to be becoming less and less like her former self since she left home.

Even now, although her adventures with the princess had only lasted about a month, this experience seemed to last longer than the years she had spent in the past.

In fact, it is more worth remembering than the thousand years of doing nothing in my hometown.

She murmured this in her dream.

"Maybe, I should go back."

After that destined sad farewell, I returned to my hometown where people were waiting for me.

--the other side.

Unlike the thoughtful forest people, the pioneers have not yet thought of their farewell words, but for them traveling between the stars, the train does not only go to the next stop.

Although too much sadness will increase the joy of reunion, everyone obviously prefers to "part ways amicably" rather than wait indefinitely.

Everyone in the train crew was sitting in a circle at the moment, with perfectly fried potatoes on the table.

There was no way. Not only a small amount of meat, but also a large amount of vegetarian food had been used by the giant beast. Although its feces were also a rare agricultural resource, it was still too early to harvest.

Now the only things left to entertain the pioneers are these unremarkable little gadgets that are never out of stock.

"Tomorrow, we need to explore a little further upstream."

Danheng picked up a piece of fried potato and put it in his mouth. It was salty and had no other spicy seasonings, making it taste like a plain delicacy.

"But how should we attack?"