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Chapter 221. It Was Mitsuya! Come out!

The bottle fell into the lake with a "plop." After a long time, the surface of the lake was still.

Evelyn did not look at it carefully, but Shaya's expression as if she was facing a great enemy made her serious.

Then, with a sound, an ice coffin that was emitting cold air appeared out of thin air on the ground. It was almost filled with green mist.

Matcha?

"Ahem, don't misunderstand."

Char pushed open the lid of the ice coffin and carried out Luke, who was covered in the 'soul-binding ointment'.

The Dark Elf was shocked to see link pull someone out of thin air.

"When did you do this?"

"You make it sound like I'm here to dispose of the corpse."

Char rolled her eyes at her and carried Luke to the lakeside to wash up. Evelyn followed closely to help.

"Where is this place? I know we're in the garden of the Holy tree," She said. "But it's not as big as it looks from the outside. We've walked through at least two heart of the forest."

"Your feeling is correct. For now, we have crossed two diagonal sections of the heart of the forest from the outermost ring of the garden of the Holy tree to the core. The garden of the Holy Tree is about half the size of Grinland, and the ratio of the inside to the outside is about 50:1. In other words, this Lake is far beyond your imagination."

"Isn't the court of the Holy tree at the bottom of the tree?" the Dark Elf asked suspiciously. "Why is there so much lake water? could it be that the tree is soaked in water?"

"You can say that." Shaya nodded and suddenly asked curiously. Speaking of which, haven't you heard of the mythical story of the River of Drow's mother?"

Evelyn turned her face away awkwardly.

"Fine, you guys still want to return to the surface like this? hurry up and popularize compulsory education. Don't stay underground like fools." Char sighed.

"Water is an indispensable part of elven culture. In elven myths and legends, there are three most important symbols, mistletoe, woman, and water. The reason why it's female is because it involves the subconscious idea that women are superior to men. In your perception, gods are the embodiment of gender, and the first elf created was a woman. The purpose was to let her give birth to new life and pass on civilization."

"What about the man?"

"A single gender can't reproduce, so God gave the Elf a golden sickle and asked her to cut off a section of mistletoe. It's a strange thing.

"It's like this. This is what a man looks like."

"Hey, you!"

"Pfft!" Evelyn burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at? This is an educational event. Be more serious!" Char said seriously, "In short, the human tools were born just like that. This is the connection between the first two. As for water, it was even more important. The river was the first myth of water, but it was not the only one. For example, the water in front of him was one of them. The elves believed that life was born in the water, just like how a baby grew up in amniotic fluid. The lake in front of them was the lake of origin that gave birth to the Holy Tree."

"In fact, it's just a coincidence that there's a lake, and there's a big tree in the lake, which attracted the elves to look at it. After surrounding it, it became a high-level creature with wisdom and a long life force. These stories were forcibly added by people who love to make up stories. The Holy tree doesn't belong to you, and neither does the water."

Char quickly took a deep breath.

The clear water vapor came blowing in the face, containing vigorous vitality, making people feel refreshed.

Evelyn smiled and looked at the lake again.

"So this is the Holy Land of Elfheim? She asked.

"Yes."

but you threw a monster into the Holy Land of the elves. Aren't you afraid of them? "

Char scratched his head and said, "There's nothing I can do about it. I'm definitely afraid, so there's no movement for now. Once the movement becomes bigger, I'm afraid all the heroic spirits of the court of the Holy Tree will come to find me. What do you think we should do when the time comes?"

At first, she was still a little anxious, but after hearing his tone, she relaxed.

"If they find me, I'll hand you over!"

"Hello? You're such a heartless person!"

"You've said it yourself. You're just a tool. I'll cut a mistletoe too."

Evelyn's face was slightly red as she jumped back under the oak tree with her hands behind her back.

Looking at her innocent face, Char could not help but laugh.

Back under the tree, the Dark Elf quietly leaned against the trunk, watching Char's back.

The Spirit of Empress Laurel had said, "He's a good man. at that time, she had been puzzled and even thought that she and Char had an ambiguous relationship, but she basically understood.

The Empress was an expert in curses. She must have seen the curse on him at that time.

Since she understood the relationship between him and Char, she must have understood his intentions.

That was why he was praised for his restraint.

From the moment the two of them first met in this comical way, he had countless opportunities to obtain her, but he had never done so. The answer was only revealed today.

Her attitude had changed during the process.

There was no doubt that this was a long redemption, so long that she couldn't imagine it, nor did she dare to think about it.

The court of the Holy tree, the elven Empress.

No matter which one it was, it was not something that the fugitive from Andaheim could imagine.

The washing of the Drow River not only took away the torture and scars of the past, but also washed away the twisted hatred, despair, and pain buried deep in the heart. Now, she had the courage and the ability to escape the abyss and survive under the sun.

Whenever the Dark Elf thought of Char's words becoming a reality, she could not help but smile and feel as if her heart had been dipped in honey.

However, she had a feeling that they would be separated soon.

This fellow had always been like this.

He reached out his hand to save you with a smile, then left without looking back.

Because there were still others waiting for him to save them.

He was destined not to belong to any woman.

It was the same for the first female human swordsman, the witch in the swamp of corpses, and Mia.

And that Dark Elf named Graviny, perhaps she should be included?

Anyway, it was his turn now.

Even though she had thought it through, she still felt a little sad.

Evelyn was suddenly a little angry.

"I'm leaving after sleeping with you! How could it be so simple!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, so she went up and kicked Char into the lake.

"Hey, you're crazy!"

Char's face was blank. Fortunately, he had let go quickly, or else Luke would have also been brought into the water.

"This kick was done in advance. I guess you didn't even plan to tell me when you left."

After she finished speaking, she returned to the tree in a huff.

Char opened his mouth, but swallowed his words.

He had not guessed wrong. She was indeed planning to leave secretly.

However, it was a little awkward.

He came out of the lake and looked up at the sky.

The two of them seemed to be in the eye of the hurricane, the sky was surrounded by a thick wall of fog in a ring shape, and it was originally motionless. However, the mist was slowly dissipating.

The edges of the block of mist were peeled off, and then divided into finer shapes, until they were completely invisible.

Then, they gathered into a wind, blowing the oak tree's leaves.

If one were to sense it carefully, they would be able to sense the subtle air flow pouring down into the mist.

"I feel that the flow of this river is a little strange."

Char mumbled to himself, and then paced back and forth.

Suddenly, he was stunned.

"F*ck you, the mist is pouring toward me?"

An idea flashed in his mind.

"Mitsuya! Come out!"