Chapter 771： I have written my suicide note.

Arthurcro, the residence of Quaytoan.

Elder Quaytoan held the longbow to the far side of the rock wall, and the magic gathered in his right hand and extended to the bowstring of his fingertips.

When Elder Quaytoan loosened the bowstring in his hand, the arrow tore the air beside Quaytoan's cheek, straight through the rock wall in the distance.

Elder Quaytoan glanced at his fingers, and his fingertips had overflowed with blood because of too many bows.

He hasn't had a high-intensity practice bowing for a long time.

The reason why Elder Quaytoan did this was to vent.

He happened to read a book yesterday at the Caster Forum, a book called The Heretic Judge's Diary.

This book unveiled the true face of the organization of the heresy court for Elder Quaytoan.

This also allowed Elder Quaytoan to start investigating all the news related to the heresy court on the magic net.

The real reason for the destruction of Arthur Crowes until the millennium today finally came to the face of Elder Quaytoan.

He used to think that his people became monsters...there are those hateful humans.

But it is impossible for the only remaining high elves to avenge humanity, and rationally tells Elder Quaytoan that he should not spread the object of hatred to the entire human race.

Now, Elder Quaytoan has investigated the organization that destroyed Arthurcro by the millennium, and the specific location of the organization.

Heterodox court.

The flame named Revenge was quietly lit in the heart of Elder Quaytoan.

"Quittoan."

Elder Kepaisi visited his residence at this time.

"If you come today for a quarrel, my answer is that there is no time."

After reading the "Diary of the Heretic Trial", Quaytoan had enveloped him for a whole night, so he faced the conservative elder and he didn't even talk to each other.

"I am here to ask you to do something for me."

Elder Kepaisi took a cane and walked slowly to find a chair to sit down.

He and Quaytoan are not much different in age, but his body is aging enough to pick up his bow and arrow. When Arthur Crowe was destroyed, he sacrificed too much to survive.

"What? I hope I will expel the chaotic demon?"

Elder Quaytoan put down the bow and arrow. They are old antiques of the old Arthurcro era. They are friends who are better in the ethnic group, but they have different opinions on the political and medical standpoints.

"The Holy Tree has already approved the leader, and you can drive him out without your opinion."

Elder Kepaisis clasped his cane with both hands and seemed to have accepted the fate of Arthur Crowe.

"What do you want me to do?" asked Quaytoan.

Elder Kepaisi clutched his mouth tightly, his body was aging to begin to lose his teeth, and now only the powerful magic of the body supports his body's activities.

"You... can you type?"

At this time, Elder Kepaisi is not as aggressive as the former elders' parliament. Instead, he is more like a lonely old man abandoned by his children.

"Hit...word, you mean the magic online input with those virtual keyboards, I have practiced for a while."

Elder Quaytoan was witnessing his granddaughter and got a lot of believers through the magic net, and he began to study the magic net.

The first step in the research is to master the most basic control of the magic net, that is, use the virtual keyboard to enter human characters in the magic net.

"I have some unfinished records, and some stories that haven't been written." Elder Keppes showed a bitter smile and said, "In the library of Arthurcro, it will eventually become a forgotten person." s things."

"I remembered that you used to be the Queen's clerk, and it seems to have written many popular stories."

When Quaytoan talked to Kepais about the past, the sound that had been shrouded in anger gradually softened.

"It’s all in the past, the Queen has passed away, and the story I wrote was burned with the fire of the old Arthur Crowe." Elder Kepaisi said in a sly voice.

"So you plan to record the new story on the magic net? I can teach you to type, this is a very simple skill, when you can write your own books on the magic net."

Elder Quaytoan spent the night reading the "Digitator's Diary" in the immovable library. He also probably understands what kind of experience is created on Magic Online.

"I don't intend to stay in Arthur Crowe, Quaytoan." Elder Kepaisi opened his eyes again after a moment of silence.

At this moment, Elder Quaytoan saw the same thing in his eyes as the old man, that is hatred.

"I am essentially an avenger who is stunned by anger. In the fire that burned Arthurcroft, I will never forgive those who are the ones, those humans... I just want to take those who are the best. The heads are cut down one by one to sacrifice to the holy tree!"

Every word of Elder Keppes clearly echoed in the ears of Elder Quaytoan.

"Now Arthur Crow chose to accept these humans, I can't make changes, so staying here is impossible to complete my revenge."

Elder Kepais supported his body with his aging arm.

"So I am going to leave Arthurcroe, but before I leave... I have one last wish, which is to record the stories that I have thought of these years, as the desire of the clerk, Kepais, a thousand years ago. Not the dead soul after the millennium."

When Elder Quaytoan heard this, he understood the thoughts of Elder Kepais. Like himself, he planned to go alone to find the culprit who caused the destruction of Arthur Crowe.

"You are not the only surviving soul."

The interface of the magic net was opened in front of the elders of Quaytoan, who logged into the immovable library section of the Caster Forum.

"I also have some **** enemies that need to be liquidated with those who are the best. Let's leave your story on the magic net before that."

Elder Quaytoan just opened the interface of the library, and a white bird stopped at the stone wall he had used to practice archery.

This white bird is the embodiment of the tree of the world. It looked at the two elders with their heads and then gave them new orders directly.

"Go to the place of forgetting immediately."

The order from the tree of the world made the two elders who were preparing to write a will have to temporarily put down the idea.

Since the deaf person came to Arthurcro by the forgotten land, Elder Kepaisi has never stepped into the forgotten land, but today may be his last day at Arthurcro.

"I happen to have something to talk to the chaotic demon." Elder Kepais said.