After the Sacred Tree Conference, Westena returned to her residence, a mansion near the Emerald Moon Palace.

The quiet courtyard is dappled with sparse shadows of sunlight, and you can see the tender grass leaves swaying slightly in the wind.

Walking through the gravel path in the front yard, Westena wanted to find Loran Hill, but she didn't find her in the house. Later, she saw the girl on the windowsill on the second floor.

Sitting under a locust tree in the backyard, Loran Hill, wearing a white dress, was taking a nap against the tree, her body rising and falling slightly with her breathing. There was an open book on her knees, and it seemed that she fell asleep while reading.

The bright sunshine shines through the leaves, making them transparent. Clusters of white flowers hang among the oval leaves. The light green and white flowers are intertwined, soft and lush, swaying slightly in the breeze, exuding a faint fragrance.

Westena walked down the stairs, slowly came to the backyard, squatted down, and looked at Loran Hill who was sleeping in front of her.

A few strands of silver-white hair playfully peeked out from her bangs, floating up and down from time to time with the breeze, making people want to catch them and help her smooth them out.

Because they were sitting in the shade of the trees, it was not hot here. The light and shadow divided the girl's white dress into blocks of varying light and dark, and her skin and fabric became soft in the shade of the trees.

Should I wake her up?

Vestena hesitated for a rare moment. She always felt a slight sense of guilt for waking her up, as if she were a bad person.

But when I watch her sleep, I also feel a sense of peace and happiness. Why is that?

Due to professional instinct, Westena's attention was drawn to this slightly philosophical question again. In the end, she simply sat down under the tree, watching the grass leaves swaying slightly in the distance, listening to the wind and the distant birdsong in her ears, and she also felt like taking a nap.

That's it, it doesn't matter if I take a nap.

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As the afternoon approached, the sun became increasingly scorching, and the angle at which it shone also shone on Loran Hill's lower body. A slightly warm feeling was transmitted from the fabric to the body, gradually waking up the napping girl.

This is, am I asleep?

Shaking his head slightly to clear himself up, Loran Hill curled up his legs, moved them slightly, and prepared to stand up again.

But at this time she also discovered another person leaning against the tree.

Westena is back. She must have come back from today's Holy Tree Conference. I wonder what the outcome will be.

To be honest, Loran Hill sometimes has distant dreams. In her dreams, she is still an ordinary person living in the 21st century, reminiscing about her childhood and feeling that reality is a little unreal.

It feels like I have slept for a very long time, and I feel like everything and everyone has changed.

Looking at Westena's pointed ears showing through her golden hair, the girl leaned over slightly, feeling the urge to touch them.

Is it impolite? I heard from Atesi before that this seems to be an action only done between close people.

Thinking of this, she restrained herself slightly, withdrew her hand, and stood up again.

The afternoon sun was still scorching. Loran Hill covered his forehead with his arm and looked into the distance. The Emerald Garden was still peaceful and quiet. The arguments of those bigwigs still did not affect the lives of many people.

The girl felt a little hungry. After standing in the shade of the tree for a while, she remembered that she seemed to have not had lunch. At that time, she wanted to wait for Westena to come back and let her take her to find a delicious and novel restaurant near the Emerald Moon Palace to taste the elves' food.

Now, looking at Westena who was still sleeping soundly, Loranhill thought that it seemed that he was the only one who had to prepare.

I wonder if there is any food stored in this mansion. Thinking of this, Loran Hill picked up the closed book and slowly walked into the cool house.

The summer breeze was still blowing, and subtle sounds were heard in the quiet courtyard. After a long time, the sound of hot water boiling slowly sounded in the yard, and then a faint fragrance floated in the air.

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A week later, Emerald Palace.

Although it was only a week ago, the Emerald Palace was exceptionally lively today. The audience seats by the lake were filled with elves from various flower crowns. They looked at the palace across the lake and the square where the important people gathered.

The square under the shade of the trees was not too hot. Today the Elf Queen, the fifteen seats of the Emerald Court, and many faction leaders were all present.

Under the sound of the spiritual music, the elves by the lake gradually quieted down, and the elven ritual officer who led the venue pulled out a long scroll and began to read out the tests set by both sides for each other.

"Under the witness of the Three Sacred Trees and Queen Achenvera, I now officially announce the five tests of this duel."

"They are——"

"The first item is the Basin of Meteoric Fire and the Lotus Dew Skirt."

"The second item is to find the Jade Branch and the Shell of Oblivion."

"The third item is the Cloud-Splitting Beast Horn and Wang Mi's Wind."

"The fourth item is the poem of leaves and the painting of stars."

"The fifth item is the seven-colored golden flower in the pupil."

Under the influence of supernatural power, its sound spread in all directions along the breeze on the lake, and could be heard even in the more remote flower crown gathering places in the Emerald Garden.

After the outline of the five tests was read out, the ritual officer explained the contents of the five tests in detail.

"The first item is the Basin of Meteoric Fire and the Lotus Dew Skirt."

"Legend has it that in the First Age, the Giant King's Court possessed a sacred object called the 'Basin of Falling Fire.' It was used to contain the first flame to descend upon the world, also the first tear of the gods. Its flame, everlasting and blazing, became the symbol of the Giant King's Court."

"The northern region of the Emerald Forest is now on the verge of a cold disaster. The party accepting the test must resolve this impending cold disaster and preserve the elves' inherited fire, just like the legendary basin of falling fire."

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