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Act 1: Overture to the Phantom Wood Chapter 2: Hot Meeting

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    Half an hour after the giant dragon passed through Ludu.  The Elf King turned around suspiciously and found the princess sipping red leaf licorice tea and looking innocently at her.  The Elf King felt slightly relieved and looked at the captain of the guard who was approaching.  The captain of the guard saluted his chest and said, "Your Majesty, the reconnaissance team has just set off, led by Ramesile." The king nodded, knowing that he was a skilled ranger.  "How do you respond to the temple?" "The priests are very uneasy. They say that the dragon is a symbol of disaster and chaos. The high priest wants to interview you." The king is very unhappy. It is not the high priest who comes for the interview, but the Elf King.  "I'll go right away. You stay here and look after Liya for me." "Looking atwho?" The Elf King suddenly turned his head. Next to the tea cup with a cigarette, there was the princess's crown and the hem of her long skirt.  The father who was let go took a few long breaths and suppressed the anger and helplessness in his chest.  He had forgotten that Drusilia had achieved seventh place in the last Ranger Festival. It was no problem to climb down from the observation tower and climb along the vines to the ground to face her.  "One more elite team will be lined up to pick up Lamesilai and the princess." ——  ---------------------—— "My father has agreed for me to participate in the investigation, and I will bear all responsibilities." The Elf Princess said to the Ranger Captain.  Unless His Majesty finally couldn't hold back and had a fight with the chief priest, and then was hit on the head by the ceremonial cane, he would agree!  Rameserai complained in his mind.  The princess in front of her was covered in dead leaves and dirt, and she was wearing a smart short dress that was obviously torn out by hand.  It takes courage to be in a dilemma and to go against one's duties and let the princess take risks, but it also takes courage to refuse "Green Capital Jade's" request in person.  Drushilia saw the young elf’s struggle and sighed: “If you don’t let me join the team, then I will have to scout the dragon myself” Oh!  Nielon is on!  Ramesilai had no choice but to compromise: "Okay, Your Highness, but you can only be my deputy, and the tasks must be under my command. Do you accept it?" "When there is no priest of the Lord of Ceremonies, you can call me Liya,  Captain Lamesile." The girl responded with a soft smile.  Ramesilai’s cheeks immediately turned red with embarrassment “Ah~~ha!” Drusiliya threw out the hook, hung on the branch and climbed up neatly.  Then it swooped forward like a gliding squirrel, hooked the branch with both hands and used centrifugal force to swing it in a circle, and then suddenly let go and flew to the next tree. The elf's flexibility and flexibility were vividly displayed.  The girl laughed wantonly, taking off the shackles of the royal family and the temple, and her whole body was filled with a youthful and bright atmosphere.  Ramesilai and the 15 rangers walked through the forest in a uniform rhythm, closely following Drushiliya's beautiful back.  “Whether it’s a dragon or a demon, I won’t let them hurt you.  The young elf gripped the longbow tightly, a spark of perseverance flashed in his eyes, and the rangers behind him looked exactly like the captain.  An hour's journey through the forest is not a burden to the well-trained rangers. They know how to conserve their energy among the branches and twigs.  At the beginning of the journey, you can also encounter animals running in the opposite direction. It is not a secret among the rangers that the elf princess can communicate with animals. Ramesilai asked her to find out the situation from the animals.  But all the creatures seemed to be frightened and received no useful information other than the correct direction.  Only 5 miles away from the target river valley, the forest became deadlier than the cemetery, and even the sounds of insects could not be heard.  The solemnity infected every ranger, and the princess also jumped off the branch and followed silently.  Ramesile made a gesture, and without any other communication, the rangers immediately divided into three teams to surround the river valley from different directions.  "Liyayou follow me." The girl nodded in agreement. The two elves put aside their other identities and showed their competent ranger qualities.  Presuming that the other two teams were already in position, Ramesilai and Drushiliya carefully pushed aside the trees and peered into the river valley from a higher position.  It would not be unexpected if you saw a giant dragon sleeping soundly or grabbing a stag and skinning it alive and feasting on it.  However, standing on the shallows of the river bank is a wall?  There was no dragon or stag, just a huge stone wall standing alone on the bank at an angle perpendicular to the river.  The wall is 30 Sami high and 20 Sami wide, and its surface is covered with rough stripes and decorations.  Without any support, it is quite eerie that a stone wall of this size stands upright on the river beach without toppling over.  Drushilia leaned into Ramses' ear and said in a very low voice: "That's a door wall." The voice was a little hoarse and magnetic, and the moisture blew in her ears, which made Ramses' face turn red.  ???.  He forced himself to focus on the stone wall and found that the girl's judgment was correct.  It looked like a door wall that had been removed from an ancient temple, but there was no stone door or wooden door. There was just a door opening that was too large to fit.  The ranger captain made a visual inspection and found that the door opening was just the right size for the dragon to enter and exit.  What does that dragon want to do?  Build a stone house here?  How do I report the situation? Your Majesty, tonight the princess and I inspected the construction progress of the dragon. Do you think we should charge more ground rent for his tasteless architectural style?  Ramesilai almost made himself laugh when suddenly the princess touched him.  I saw the stone wall emitting a faint light, water-like light flowing through all the stripes, the door opening was filled with a light curtain, and the next moment, the giant dragon stepped out of the light curtain.  The elves of Ramesilai smashed their chins directly on the ground. They hid on the side of the door wall and swore with their sharp eyes that could shoot through the wings of flies, there was nothing behind the wall!  But the giant dragon "came out" so suddenly.  In the eyes of all living beings in Sarafu, power refers to swords, guns, bows and arrows.  Tricks such as blowing out flames with hands or turning people into frogs only appear in folk operas or ancient picture books. Gods and monsters are out of reach.  Even the Lord of Ceremonies, whom the elves believe in, is considered by a small number of people to be a purely made-up idol of faith.  So when the power of magic did appear in front of Ramesilai and Drusilia, they found it difficult to accept it.  Ramesilai’s rationality was fighting fiercely with reality, and his mind was filled with confusion, while Drushilia chose to remain in doubt and looked at the dragon with curiosity.  The elves despise gold as too vulgar, but the dragon reflects a brilliant color under the moonlight, like melted gold, showing a majestic and alternative beauty.  The huge dragon wings spread from the back to the tip of the tail, becoming smaller in a wavy shape.  About ten symmetrical tentacles are distributed in various positions on the lower jaw, and the sharp dragon horns extend back from the angle along the eyebrows, if the dragon has eyebrows.  Below the horns is a pair of pointed and long ears that can rotate flexibly.  The dragon’s pupils are also golden, and there are irises that look like a vertical slit.  His eyes were calm and calm, giving him the illusion of looking directly at the stars.  Those are not the eyes of a beast, the girl said to herself. Those eyes are calmer than the Elf King and more knowledgeable than the High Priest.  Drushilia felt puzzled, why could she observe the dragon's complete expression from the side?  Cold sweat flowed down the neck and into the leather armor - the dragon was looking at them.  The majestic golden beast stepped out of the gate and turned its head to stare in the direction of Ramesile, giving Drusilia the urge to run away.  How was it noticed?  Hidden in dense trees and sprayed with scent-hiding chemicals, the rangers may not be spotted even if animals walk by.  Drusiliya and Lamesile slowed down their breathing rhythm and remained motionless to fight for patience with the dragon.  Instead, they were more worried that the other two teams of elves would react excessively.  An old elf proverb mentions: Elves have very keen premonitions, especially about bad things.  "Goo!" A vivid bird's cry made Drusilla feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. It was the elven secret language representing "retreat". However, with the blessing of the gods, there was not even a feathered living creature in the nearby forest of 10 Surrey.  The object is gone!  This is clearly exposing himself to cover the princess's retreat!  Drushilia deeply regrets her curiosity. She can accept the elf warriors sacrificing their lives for their compatriots, but she cannot tolerate paying the price for her recklessness.  She wanted to jump up and lure the giant beast away, but Ramesilai held her hand firmly on the girl's shoulder.  No, maybe luckily, the dragon remained unmoved.  The wind in the entire valley froze, and the atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating.  "Boom!" The ranger team that had spoken earlier was the first to break the silence. Two feather arrows tore through the air and made a sharp chirp, shooting at the dragon's left eye and nose respectively.  The third poison-quenched feather arrow as the killing move was hidden in the sound and shadow of the former. Even the moonlight could not illuminate the pitch-black arrow, which went straight to the throat silently.  When the bowstring trembled for the first time, Ramesilai pulled the princess and ran back. The other three rangers spontaneously broke away, and nothing could compare with the princess's safety.  Three feather arrows, two bright and one dark, were shot in front of the giant dragon but were intercepted by an invisible barrier. They stagnated in the mid-air for a few seconds before falling with a crackle.  After spitting out a syllable, the blue light door stretched and unfolded, and the golden dragon walked into the door, causing subsequent shots to fail.  A huge shadow suddenly appeared in front of Lamesilai, and the surrounding trees were crushed.  The ranger captain pushed the princess behind him and drew out his dagger and chestnut buckler to face the enemy. Throwing his back to the enemy at such a distance would be a recipe for death.  The three rangers behind them shot 12 fast arrows in one breath, which was already their limit.  The ranger in the distance also launched the projectile at the fastest speed.  The dragon pronounced another syllable.  The second-level spell [The Heat of Ajanazha].    A stream of orange-red flames spurted out from the dragon's right claw, sweeping away the arrows all over the sky like a whip. With another swing of his backhand, all the trees within 10 Sammin and the hooks thrown by the ranger turned into nothing.  Nothingness, ashes covering the sky and the sun.  The investigation team was shocked by the supernatural power. Their princess and captain stood alone in the middle of the haze. The dragon lowered its neck and could bite the two young elves.  The golden dragon's eyes did not change much. The flame whip slowly retracted and extinguished in the center of its claws.  The scene fell into a stalemate again.  Ramesile’s palms holding the weapon were covered in cold sweat. The only thing he could do at this moment was to try his best to block the princess’ figure behind him.  Drushilia could see clearly that the flames devoured the trees and turned them into ashes without even burning them, but the two elves were unscathed.  She whispered: "He didn't want to kill us." "Maybe the barbecue elf dinner will make his scales have a strange smell." The girl was speechless, Lamesilai's cold joke seemed a bit inappropriate.  The powerful voice spoke: "Good night, young Tia, what is the reason that makes you attack me?" [[[CP|W:206|H:300|A:C|U:
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