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Act 1: Overture to the Forest Chapter 5: The Gift of the Unicorn

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    Green City has no city walls, and its 500 miles of depth and countless swamps and dense forests are the best barriers.  But it has a city gate, and the ancient pillars are half leaning against the Broken Star Lake, which is as bright as white crystal.  The lake water is like a smooth mercury mirror, reflecting the tranquility of the Tia Forest into two parts above and below the water.  The Great Ceremony of Nieron describes that the Lord of Ceremonies bestowed upon Tia mercy and love, and that holy tears fell from the starry sky into the Lake of Broken Stars.  Drusilia always believed that this statement was nonsense. The history of Broken Star Lake was much earlier than the appearance of the Lord of Ceremonies, but the priests and believers firmly believed in the ridiculous lie.  The elf princess stood alone by the lake, the breeze blowing her hair and skirt, and she felt extremely cold.  Ramesile looked at Drushiliya’s back, the setting sun stretched the shadow long and sharp.  It's so sad, her back should be bright instead of lonely, the young ranger said to himself.  He stepped forward and turned the shadow into a pair.  "Lamesile, what do you see facing this lake?" "Peace." "I used to think so, but now, I only see deathly silence. This lake is dead, it is blocked and suppressed  , all the water flow was cut off, and no living water was injected anymore. It relied on eating the past savings to survive. It tried to struggle to death, but two things called "tradition" and "etiquette" suppressed all the cries under the calm surface.  These two things also gave rise to more scum, arrogance, prejudice, isolation, etc. " Ramesile looked down at his palms. These hands were full of blood. They had killed 57 human slave catchers, and the fishy smell seeped into them.  Bone marrow, but every year the cries of elves who lost their loved ones still echoed through the forest, and the ranger's resistance became weaker and weaker.  He could not see the shackles of the Tia elves as comprehensively as the princess, but he felt them deeply into his soul.  "Yes." Lamesile agreed, "Now there is an external river trying to make contact. Although we don't know whether it brings poison or living water, at least there is a way to survive." He glanced at the distance with contempt.  The chief priest who admonished the temple guards was the same one who spoke impassionedly in the council with the speed of a sick tortoise.  "The dyke of the Lord of Ceremonies fell from the sky, viciously extinguishing the fire of hope in the lake, and trying to go up the river to destroy all changes. As soon as the bowstring rings, the deal will fail. Liya, go back, don't let this despicable scene sting  Your heart." Drushilia shook her head without any expression on her face.  "I want to watch how Nieron's bowstring twists Tia's neck." The sick and gloomy sunset hid itself below the horizon, and the silver moon disk rose slowly.  Flamir was nowhere to be seen.  "Why aren't you here yet?" The princess was pacing back and forth with a sense of anxiety before she was sentenced to death.  "Maybehe is trimming eyelashes for his big eyes." Drusilia gave Ramesile a roll of his eyes, his cold jokes were always so bad.  A commotion came from behind them, and elves were shouting in the green city.  Rameserai and the priest who led the team immediately sent someone to inquire, and soon reported back: "Someone saw the silver Unicorn." Unicorn?  Drushilia checked this word in her mind. In fairy tales, a magical horse with a horn on its head and four hooves stepping on the moonlight would appear next to the lost elves and guide them home safely, and then step on the moonlight back to the starry sky.  Among them, commonly known as unicorn.  Lamesile asked eagerly: "Where did the news come from?" "It started from the villages outside Ludu. Some people saw the white and silver figure flashing past several villages. It sounded like it was going around Ludu.  Turn around. Then someone just saw a tall horse with long sharp horns on the observation tower. " Unicorn?  Does this have anything to do with Flamir?  Creatures from fairy tales Drusilla almost slapped herself, dragons are also creatures from fairy tales!  Drusilia and Lamesile looked at each other, and both saw the sparkle in each other's eyes.  Ramesilai said excitedly: "I know that anything related to that dragon cannot be judged by common sense." "Under the glorious gaze of the Supreme! All aliens have no escape! Tighten your bowstrings.  , Equipped with your arrows! Prepare to destroy any ugly evil!" The priest's shouts were still passionate, and his words were silent.  Ramesile watched coldly as the chief priest divided the temple guards into several teams and transferred them to various locations in Ludu, and asked: "Lina, do we need to assign manpower?" "No, if it is really Flamir, then no matter what he is doing,  No matter what, you will definitely come to the city gate in the end. ""Look at the lake!" A shout came from the crowd in the distance. It was Violet, who also ran to the city gate in pursuit of Unicorn.  The floating mist is dispersed by invisible force, like a slowly opening curtain.  The dark night forms the background, and the starry sky is the stage. A large four-hoofed creature stands on the water, and the reflections on the water fill the sky.The stars are twinkling desperately in jealousy, but this cannot cover up the silvery white light emitted by the fur. It is quiet, and all colors are dimmed because of it.  The spiral tip, which is about the same length as an elf’s arm, stands at an angle of 45 degrees on the top of the head, and the fluffy mane grows from the top of the head along the spine to the end of the tail.  Amethyst-like pupils proclaimed nobility, and there was a palm-long white beard on his chin.  It raised its front hooves and suddenly fell, crushing the silence.  The unicorn began to run wildly, stepping on the lake with incredible steps without falling. The reflection of the moon was crushed by the rippling waves and spread into a strip of light, indicating its path forward.  [[[CP|W:700|H:525|A:L|U:
]]] "Coming by the moonlight" It's like a dream  The elves inside murmured.  It wasn't until the sound of cloven hooves trampling the grass approached that they suddenly realized that the holy creature broke through the shackles of fairy tales and broke into reality. It stood outside the gate of Green City, looking at a large group of elves from a distance with an elegant manner.  Drushilia turned back with joy. All the elves had expressions of wonder as if their souls had been sucked out, especially the chief priest who opened and closed his mouth in a dull manner, which almost gave her the urge to laugh out loud. She knew that  , the situation is about to turn.  "Dear Chief Priest, you can give the order to destroy the 'evil'." The Chief Priest has never been in such a dilemma as at this moment. He doesn't know what kind of trick this is on the dragon, but he can't rebuke this holy beast in public even if he goes against his will.  creature.  More than 500 elves have gathered at the city gate, and people are still coming. The shadows of the towers in the distance are all watchers. Shooting it will be a blow to the spread of the Supreme Being's faith.  "This is the illusion of the evil dragon, a trick to deceive fools" "Really." Drusilla didn't bother to argue with him, and walked straight towards the unicorn with a victor's attitude.  A temple guard tried to stand in front of the princess, but Ramesilai shook his shoulder and knocked him to the ground.  With a look of astonishment, Drusilia greeted the unicorn just like the last time she saw Lesatos.  If the guy in front of her spits at her or turns away and leaves the princess with a round horse's butt, Drusilla will be in an extremely embarrassing situation. However, she won the bet last time and will not lose this time.  "Hora Whitemane, on behalf of the Whitemane ethnic group and the ethnic group alliance, is here to visit. Pure and kind elf, I send my regards to you." The voice of the leader of Whitemane was rich, and his Tiya language was very stiff.  "Drusilia ShamanrlaGalanod, on behalf of the Forest of Tia and the royal family of Galanod, welcome you, Hora Whitemane." Exclamations came and went, and the unicorn spoke.  From then on, "it" became "him", and even the elf princess was tinged with a mysterious and spiritual light.  "You are also welcome, Flamir." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a flash of light, and the Demon Eye Supervisor Flamir appeared next to the unicorn.  “I admire your wisdom, beautiful princess.” Of course, I always win.  Drusilia could see that Flamir had dressed up and his appearance had not changed, but some of his temperament and feelings were completely different. He no longer looked so stimulating to his aesthetic ability. The princess who had seen him twice was sensitive to the difference.  Magic, a power that comes into contact with Tia more and more frequently, has many uses.  Benefiting from the influence of the [Eagle's Glory] spell, the elves did not scream in fear when they saw the giant-eyed creature. Of course, this is related to the order of appearance arranged by Flamir.  "I came with Hora with the master's order, hoping to make an agreement with the Tia elves: allowing the unicorn tribe to live in the forest and forming an alliance. Drusilia was shocked. A large group of unicorns  Let’s not talk about the pros and cons of joining the Tia Forest, but the decision lies with the clan king and the council. All she can do is to try to bring the issue to the Elf King. “I’m sorry, this time the council of elders ordered that we can’t have a meeting with Master Huiyan.  'trade'.  " Observing people's emotions is the basic skill of a salesperson. Flamir immediately waved his fluorescent tentacles and changed his words: "Ah, of course it's not a transaction. My master will not use any intelligent creatures to buy or sell. This is a request.  As a thank you gift for agreeing to the request, my master will also present 500 sets of refined weapons to the Tia royal family" While the princess and the dragon's servant were chatting, the chief priest discovered that the city guard rangers had vaguely surrounded the team of temple guards.  The high priest of Orfascism once taught him to always take the initiative. Now he has disappointed the high priest. The fool princess who rejects the belief in the Supreme is making a deal with the devil's waiter, and all the elves are bewitched.  A fanatical follower, he needs to take measures to get everything back on track Thousands of curious elves stood on tiptoes to watch. Ramesile squeezed next to Violet and asked teasingly: "Big businessman, look.  Did you catch the eye?  ”   The female elf wanted to cry but had no tears. God knows how she could see the "eyes" from an eyeball that was bigger than her head. She didn't even have eyebrows.  Ramesile said in a profound tone: "I saw it, twisted, dirty, disgusting" "Eye?" Violet was extremely shocked.  “No, your eye worms.” … “I’ll bite you to death.” As soon as Violet finished speaking, she noticed that Ramesilai’s face was ferocious, and murderous intent burst out from his eyes.  But she immediately discovered that the target of her murderous intent was not herself.  The chief priest silently recited the eulogy of the Lord of the Ceremony, took out a crossbow from under his broad sacrificial robe, and pulled the trigger.  "Whoops!" Drusiliya turned around subconsciously and reached out to grab the crossbow bolt.  And Flamir smiled darkly in his heart. When the chief priest pulled the trigger, the Demonic Eye Supervisor used a silent magic-like spell.
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