A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.
Spears spread across the wilderness like a thriving forest. Glorious knights march in formation, and countless bl...
The ship opened up like a shell and gradually approached the shore amid the warm welcome of the islanders. Then, guards holding halberds came down one by one and cleared a path.
The people below began to cheer and shout a special name, but the word seemed to be some local language and the three did not understand its meaning.
Finally, a veiled woman slowly walked down from the ship. She seemed to be familiar with the local customs. She nodded slightly and then continued on her way.
The woman had blue hair, the color of which was like pearls, sparkling in the firelight. Her skin was white and soft, and the long skirt that covered her body was like layers of gauze, hazy and dreamy.
As the woman came ashore and moved forward, a comfortable and cool magical breeze blew over, dispelling the remaining heat in the air and making the islanders cheer again.
"Is this, Vimiya?" Looking at the appearance that was consistent with Loran Hill's description, the strange posture and magic power, Lanlier and Lingxin carefully guessed.
"Yes, it's her." Yi Xue looked at the blue-haired girl below, and a special feeling rose in her heart.
Yes, it was her. Not only did the pocket watch in her hand point to this girl, but even the refreshing feeling when she appeared was similar to Roland's.
If I'm not mistaken, this person should be Vimiya, the good friend or sister that Roland asked her to find.
However, this appearance doesn't seem to be her true form.
Looking at the figure gradually stepping onto the stage below, Yi Xue suddenly felt that perhaps she should be asked to change into a long fish tail, which would be more in line with such beauty.
Mermaid Diva? What a nostalgic name.
In the distant First Age, when the elves were at their peak, the mermaids roamed and moved around on the sea. They were a race as intelligent as the elves.
Some even call them sea elves.
The moving singing voice, beautiful poetry, advanced skills and culture were so rare and beautiful in such a barbaric era.