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Act 1: Overture to the Phantom Forest Chapter 1: Golden Dragon Wings

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    [[[CP|W:402|H:537|A:C|U:
]]]The sunset in Tiya Forest is beautiful, better than Saraf  The sunshine in the place is gentle. Looking down from the Wangting Observation Deck, the twilight with a sweet cheese-like color spreads and falls on the entire Elf City, making the city look like citrine dotted in the middle of the rain forest.  But in the field of vision of the elf girl standing in front of the fence, what she saw was not a beautiful light, but a curtain symbolizing death and despair.  On the stage behind the curtain is a sad opera about the decline and decline of civilization.  The three human kingdoms to the east and south of Tiya Forest, connected with more than a dozen small city-states, have completely blocked the elves.  The elf turned around with graceful and dignified movements. The princess crown decorated with Yamu leaves and moss agate on her forehead shone brightly, declaring the wearer's status.  The girl saluted her father, the Elf King, who was walking toward her.  The princess will have a tongue-in-cheek duel with her father and her opponent today, which may affect the future of 110,000 elves.  The Elf King nodded in return, and said in a serious but uncomfortably loving tone: "Good day, Drusilia. You don't know how beautiful the scene I just saw is. The setting sun penetrates from the observation deck to form a honey-colored backlight.  Your figure is almost perfect from every angle. You should really let the palace painter keep it. " "Your compliments really make me happy, father. Did you know that the settlement to the east was attacked by a human slave-catching team again yesterday.  During the attack, three of our compatriots were captured." Drushiliya's expression was not happy at all, and she started another topic rudely.  Oh, it was so reckless and straightforward. The Elf King was helpless: "I understand that the ranger's bows and arrows also left the bodies of 7 slave catchers. May they atone for their sins in the Kingdom of God." The Elf King mentioned  God, suggesting an end to this topic.  Drushilia turned a deaf ear and said: "I hope you will give me the power to lead 500 forest rangers to pursue, recapture my compatriots and destroy the human slave-catching stronghold." The Elf King's tone was less loving: "How did you find the stronghold?  "Well, they are all on the outskirts of the Tia Forest." "I followed the slave-catching team to the northeast of the royal court. There is a small fortress 50 miles away from the forest." "As you said, it is a fortress. You plan to let it go."  The rangers used bows and swords to capture it? ""It has never been attacked, and its defense is lax. I have full confidence." "Liya," the Elf King pointed out ruthlessly, "Have you ever thought about it.  How much would 500 elite rangers lose in order to rescue three elves? "I thought about it, but it's worth it," the elf girl's voice was soft, but the content was almost cold.  "What!" The Elf King was shocked at this point.  "Father! Please take a closer look at your kingdom!" The girl raised her hand and pointed outside the observation tower, with an expression like a doctor eagerly pointing out a malignant tumor to a patient.  "Our trade is blocked and our military force is weakening. The elves can only stand in the dividing line between the forest and the plains and watch in pain that their relatives are taken away. They can imagine the humiliation and torture they have suffered and are powerless! The chanter no longer sings.  , the technicians no longer weave, and the elves who have lost their loved ones wander around like ghosts, spreading panic and fear to everyone. " "Before humans kill all the elves, our spirits will die before our bodies!  Action, a decisive and sharp attack, to tell the elves in the entire Tia Forest that hope is not lost! The royal army can still protect them, and the aliens can't move in the forest! What can be done to awaken the elves' silent resistance spirit, sharp blades?  , glory, and even" Drushiliya paused, "Blood." The Elf King pursed his thin lips silently, which made him look very majestic.  It seems that when the Elf King integrated the internal forces of the tribe, his daughter was no longer a child who showed off to her father with a short bow and a collection of poems. The cruel reality created a warrior or an idealist.  Drusilla looked at her father proudly, like a gladiator holding a long sword, ready to receive the next thrust from her opponent.  No reason can stop me, the princess said to herself.  Unfortunately, what the king threw over was not a stabbing sword, but a heavy hammer.  "We have no weapons." "What!" It was the princess's turn to be surprised. This reason was not considered at all.  "After the Darkhammer dwarves cut off contact with us, iron ore has not entered the Tia Forest again, and the elf craftsmen have not forged new weapons for a long time. The rangers on patrol have actually used scimitars and short swords alternately for a long time.  . My daughter, do you think that as the king of Tiya's 110,000 elves, I will be indifferent to my own people? Go ask the guard at the door if he dares to pull out the sword.  Parts are made of chestnut wood! Most of the metal weapons of the royal family were given to ?Forest team.  I can't let others know that half of the army in Tiya Forest is bare-handed, whether internal or external.  "The Elf King soothed his tone slightly, making him sound less serious. "If I give you 500 rangers, then at least 150 Surrey's defense line will have to be made of wood to defend against the enemy. You must know that there are enemies not only in the eastrecently  The craftsmen are secretly making a batch of bone arrow clusters, hoping to fill the gap" Drusilia slumped in a high-backed chair, with cruel whispers in her ears. The elf's predicament was much worse than she expected.  Times, not only has destroying the stronghold become a delusion, but the army is no longer qualified to attack! Bone arrow cluster? How sad that the 50,000-year-old elven civilization has fallen into the same state as the highland barbarians surrounding the animal skins?  Weapon level. The Elf King stretched out his long and delicate palm to hold his daughter's hand, rubbing Drusilia's fingertips with his warm and dry palm, just like when he was a child. "Child, that is not your responsibility, the elders and I."  It will be able to hold up the sky of Tia Forest, and human aggression will not last long.  " The girl closed her eyes, her long and curved eyelashes trembling slightly, and leaned into her father's arms with a smile of grace. The Elf King heard that the empty comfort had no effect. He needed to change the topic, just like he used an elegant and tactful song when he was a child.  The sonnet made her burst into laughter. "Liya, how did you track the human stronghold? Although the royal guards did not have sharp weapons, they did not change their eyes to chestnuts - you stayed in the attic yesterday.  " "Because of Poirot.  " "Poirot?  "There are a large group of suitors for his daughter, but every handsome elf king knows that they do not include a silly boy named Poirot, not to mention that this name does not conform to the naming habits of the Tia elves. Drusilia whistled  , a white-feathered short-tailed magpie flew into the observation deck, landed on the princess's free shoulder, and chirped non-stop. This is a very common forest songbird, small but capable of flying short distances.  Other birds are smarter. In addition to ladybugs and pine nuts, it can remember many things. I let it follow humans all the way" The Elf King looked at his daughter fondly as he talked about how to use a short-tailed magpie to complete a complete set of  As the ranger investigated the work, the smile returned to Liya's face as she spoke. Her amber eyes showed a gentle flame, and there were two cute smiles on her face, and her light green hair also  Everything seemed to be fluttering in her graceful and bold joy. This is my green capital jade stone. A passionate fighter is not suitable for her. The Elf King tried not to sound like an exhortation: "Liya, you and me."  Let's keep Poirot's conversation a secret between the three of us, okay?  Especially not letting the priests of the temple know.  " The smile once again faded from Drusilia's face. The temple's teachings say that elves are God's creations, holy and pure. The language of elves is exquisite and mysterious. Any use of elvish language to foreigners, even if it is a bird, is an insult to gods.  "Father, I respect God as much as you ultimately do, but that doesn't mean the Temple can impose its beliefs on me.  If it weren't for the rigid and closed teachings of the temple, how could we break off relations with the dwarves.  If the priests want to condemn me for blasphemy for reciting poetry to a short-tailed magpie, let them do it!  "The Elf King's eyebrows were tangled like a pair of clashing swords. He really didn't want to start the argument again. Anyone or anything happened, as long as it gave him a legitimate reason to leave here. "Gah!  " Poirot let out an exaggerated cry that was so high that it was off-key, and then he fell straight off Liya's shoulders. His head was hidden in his wings and huddled up, shivering. This was not a scream, but a sudden discovery that he was already in the smelly tree python.  There was a shrill scream on the lips, but there were no snakes on the Wangting's observation deck. The next moment, the hearts of the elves and their daughters seemed to be crushed by a rolling torrent, even though they were surrounded by ten rainforest crack-toothed leopards.  Is there such an extreme sense of oppression? It seems like the whole world wants to squeeze you into a ball. Fear, anxiety, and tension are mixed together. The two elves feel that the sense of mental suffocation suddenly disappears, and the father and daughter suddenly disappear.  He took a breath. The twilight at the observation deck turned from bright to dark, and then from dark to bright again. The two elves ran towards the observation deck, leaning on the handrail and looking at the green city.  Everything was going crazy. Drusilia raised her head vigorously, trying to see what was blocking the sun. The first thing she saw was the large golden scales that extended to the long inverted triangle of her tail.  The huge scaly wings are tangled with powerful joints, and the air flow across the surface of the wing membrane produces a loud rumbling sound. “Dragon!  "The girl's voice was full of surprise. "Dragon" The father's tone was full of heaviness. In just a few breaths, the huge dragon beast flew out of the Green City. The majestic figure kept heading north, very quicklyAlmost disappearing from sight.  It's not that his eyesight is bad, the elf can clearly distinguish the types of birds flying in the sky, but the dragon has lowered its height and is blocked by the lush ancient trees.  The Elf King and Drusilia stared closely at the end of the commotion of the birds, and exchanged worried glances at the same time.     too close.  "It's less than 50 surrey. With the speed of that dragon, it can fly to Green City in a blink of an eye. It doesn't even have enough time to set up a defense." The princess affirmed: "That location is a small river valley and I am familiar with it. Father, can the rangers  I can approach him for reconnaissance at night" "You can't!" The Elf King's refusal was stern and straightforward.  "It doesn't take a princess to investigate this kind of thing, not to mention that no one understands how dangerous this kind of creature has been extinct in Seraph for a long time. You are not allowed to go anywhere, stay here, I will watch you personally." Drew  Xilia lowered her head obediently so as not to be seen with the excited light in her eyes.
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