Emerald Forest, Emerald Moon Palace.
The palace with flickering lights is dotted with reflections in the lake, and the broken light and shadows sway gently.
More than a month had passed since that eye-catching confrontation, and things in the forest had gradually calmed down. A large number of conservatives had stepped down, and the liberal faction began to take charge of the affairs of the forest. After the main figures were punished, the liberal faction stopped escalating the conflict, and the peaceful atmosphere in the forest allowed this transfer of power to proceed peacefully.
Tonight, Loran Hill sat alone on a balcony overlooking the lake, her silver hair flowing like mercury. She gently plucked the tall harp beside her, and her soft voice was like the whisper of the wind, hazy and dreamy.
Things in the forest have basically come to an end. After a while, she will return to the south and officially begin to resolve the problems within the empire.
Recalling her visit to the Emerald Forest, she saw and experienced all sorts of things, the mysterious forest, the ancient Shiyao, the beautiful life, the distant ice fields, the stunning aurora, all these past events slowly flowed through her mind, making her feel filled with emotion, and at the same time, as if she was about to wake up from a dream, with a little reluctance to leave.
But now is not the time to fall asleep, Loran Hill, the girl whispered to herself in her heart.
The melodious music slowly stopped as it continued to resonate, and the silver-haired singer opened her eyes again.
The originally quiet balcony now had a figure. Her golden hair fluttered slightly in the night, not brightly, but rather gentle.
Although it appears suddenly, it does not feel abrupt, as if everything should be like this, very comfortable and harmonious.
"Loren's singing is very touching. Even I remember a lot of past events." She turned around, revealing her pretty face, and her red and emerald eyes gave people an amazing charm.
The Gemini witch slowly sat down, looking at the quiet lake surface, and raised her arms slightly, and scattered fireflies floated up, embellishing the surface.
"Senior Aihekatri." Loranhill stood up from the harp and sat down in front of the witch.
"You don't have to call me by that name. It's actually quite long and makes people feel unfamiliar. Just call me Sister Ekatri." The witch looked at Loran Hill and gave him a kind smile.
In the duel that day, it was this twin witch who took action, dispelling the secret arts of the six elves, causing them to fall back and ultimately secure victory, while at the same time preventing Loran Hill from breaking the rules and disrupting the balance among the witches.
"Loran has been in the forest for quite some time. Do you still like it here?" Aihekatri's voice spread in the night wind like soft silk threads.
"I like it. There are many things I like." The girl recalled the life and daily habits of the elves. It can be said that this is the pastoral idyll that many people dream of.
"That's fine if you like it."
This witch with red and green heterochromatic eyes did not want to delve into the principles and motives, as if those were just products that would only cause her troubles.
"Are you wondering why witches and elves have such a deep connection, yet it's so little known to humans?"
After asking Loran Hill some simple questions, the twin witch finally talked about her life story.
"I'm a little curious, but I also seem to understand." Loran Hill expressed his thoughts.
"Do you understand? Perhaps this concept has only emerged in the last few hundred years." Aihekacui picked up the tea in front of her, stirred it slightly, and then blew a small breath.
"The relationship between elves and humans used to be very tense, a near-dead end of hatred."
"Humans exterminated the Silver Elves and burned the World Tree, a sacred object in the hearts of all elves. In the past, elves also clashed with humans, leading to the downfall of the True Crimson Empire."
"Even though we later joined together to resist the calamity of Chaos, the past remains difficult to undo."
She slowly sipped the black tea in her hand, looked at the rippling lake at night, and spoke softly.
"My becoming a witch was quite unexpected. If it weren't for this, perhaps I would have been a young lady from a minor noble family, married to a local man of the same status, and spent the rest of my life in a castle."
"Castles in the early Third Age weren't as comfortable as they are today. Stone buildings leaked easily, and the rooms inside were dark and damp without sunlight. As a minor noble, you wouldn't have many people to serve you. Unless you were the head of a household, you'd occasionally even have to do chores yourself, like grooming horses, sewing clothes, and making snacks for guests."
"I watched several of my sisters grow up and get married, and basically they all went through the same process. I thought I would be the same way, and I was already prepared for it."
"But the only difference is that I look different from my sisters. For this small noble family, my appearance is too unusual, especially my different-colored eyes."
"It's normal for eyes to be the same color. In the church's scriptures, pure beings like angels naturally have pure colors. Different colors will attract a lot of criticism."
"Some people slandered me, some were jealous, but some also sent their blessings."
"Thanks to my appearance, I was adopted by a noble family. They also hired a teacher for me to teach me a lot of knowledge and etiquette."
"It was only then that I gradually realized the vastness of this world, and that those legendary stories and characters were actually part of history."
"Soon, my speed in cultivating the Transcendent Sequence accelerated. At first, the Patriarch admired and praised me, then he was surprised and surprised, and then he became uneasy and inquired about me. Finally, the Patriarch finally confirmed my identity as a witch."
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