Time goes back to when Lesatos fell asleep. The Elf King walked in the small house by the lake with light steps. Due to domestic affairs and academic work, the father and daughter had not seen each other for 10 days. He really wanted to hear the crisp laughter to soothe his mind. Since Drusilia became the apprentice of Golden Dragon, she moved out of the palace attic on the grounds that it was too noisy and built a sophisticated residence by the lake to live alone. This made the old father a little worried. Although the situation in Green City was a little calmer than before, the silent glances between the temple believers and the unfaithful compatriots, as well as the stiff and cold greetings, all showed that the conflicts were deeply buried and they were just waiting. The day it broke out. Although the small house by the lake is close to the territory of the White-maned King, and unicorns often walk by, the Elf King deeply understands their slowness in understanding the world. Arriving at the destination, the Elf King asked the heavily armed guards to wait outside and walked in alone. The layout of the room was small, and the Elf King walked around to confirm that his daughter was not there. Anyway, he really didn't want to go back and talk long and smelly nonsense to the elders this afternoon, so he simply found a chair to sit down and wait. He carefully inspected his daughter's room. Drusilla was fond of poetry, drama, painting and all kinds of wandering activities. There are some changes now. Half of the poetry collections on the bookshelf have been reduced. The rest are long lyrical poems with the theme of forest or life. Instead, various versions of plant and animal illustrations occupy a full row. The lining of the mattress changed from velvet to honey grass leaves. What's even more strange is that the weeds in the gaps in the balcony flower bed defy the general rules and do not grow towards the sun. Instead, they come closer to the bed, as if they want to caress the people sleeping on it. beauty. The Elf King was amused by his own imagination, and suddenly found the bed moving. He calmly took two steps back, thinking that he should let the guards check it before coming in. A pair of smart little eyes emerged from the quilt. A red-striped curly-tailed squirrel, the Elf King relaxed his shoulders. Drusilla liked this kind of cute-looking animal. "Come out, little one, even if Liya pampers you again, you can't crawl into the bed Let me check whether you are a male or a female." The Elf King laughed out loud, and he could only show his emotions freely when he was alone. The squirrel tilted its head to look at him, then climbed onto the table and jumped up and down in front of a small hanging frame filled with hazelnuts. The Elf King took out one and handed it over. The squirrel twitched its nose and sniffed it, then snatched it away and stuffed it into the cheek pouch on the side of its mouth. It looked like its face was twice as swollen. Then he looked fiercely for the next one. Having satisfied the greedy squirrel, the Elf King saw several oil paintings placed next to them, which should be Drusilla's recent works. The first picture seems to be just an exercise in describing the scene. Many animals gather by the lake and river in the woodland. Rabbits, cheetahs, birds, etc. live together peacefully. Appreciating paintings is a compulsory course for Tiya nobles. The Elf King himself is also a master of oil painting, and he tastes a different sense of silence from it. Half of the painting represents the color of the sky, but it uncharacteristically uses the reflection of the lake as the light source for the entire painting, creating a subversive feeling from the bottom up. The sky was painted with heavy gray tones, and the few clouds looked like walking sticks. The animals looked up and stared, as if they were fighting together against the collapsing sky. "It's really heavy." The Elf King sighed, feeling more and more incompetent as a father. The second painting caught his eye. It presented abstract colors and graphics, but he could feel the surging vitality from the flowing brushstrokes. This completely different style and level of painting shows that Drushiliya has made great progress in some aspects. Just as he was about to look at the next picture, he turned around and saw the squirrel making faces behind him. The Elf King narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively: "Liya?" The squirrel suddenly rushed over, hugged the Elf King's face with its small paws, and gave it a kiss. The squirrel jumped back happily, its brown-red fur changing color and lengthening in mid-air, and its arms and legs stretched out. The Elf King heard laughter as he wished, but it was different from what he expected. The Elf King watched in shock as the palm-sized squirrel turned into Drusilia. Although he had heard of it before, he was still stunned to witness such an incredible change with his own eyes. "This is simply art! It's so lifelike incredible." Drusilia enjoyed every admiration and surprise from her father and felt deeply proud. "Father, I can also turn into a falcon, which is much more beautiful than a squirrel." "Can it fly?" Drusilia stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, "I still need to practice." The warm atmosphere swept away the staleness, Elf The king listened to his daughter talking about druids with a slight smile. But they were all royals with the heavy responsibility of Tia, and their conversation shifted from the novelty pleasures of druidry to the practical side. "According to your experience, do druids have universal applicability in Tia?" The princess thought carefully and replied: "From the perspective of nature worship belief, I haveAbsolute confidence prevails over the ritual path. Respect life, love the environment, and protect culture. Whether they are nobles, rangers, or civilians, any class in the forest can find resonance in it. It is much better than the harsh and ruthless temple. But it may not be so easy to actually become a Druid. "The Elf King asked: "In less than two months since you started learning, you can talk to animals and use spells" Drusilla smiled bitterly: "Hora said I am a special case, one in a million. I tried to allow many elves to have initial communication with nature. Violet could understand the teachings very well, but her mind was too complicated to forget about business and focus on communication. On the contrary, many underage boys and girls have great potential, their worldview is still in its infancy, and there are far fewer communication barriers. Young people are better than older people, and those who live in wild villages are better than those who live in green cities. " "Where are the rangers? " "This is probably the biggest problem. The druids are insulated from the current rangers! I have tried to communicate with Ramesile too many times, but he is stubborn and refuses to open his heart and transfer his trust in bows and arrows and killing to nature. Alas, I can't destroy his belief, because it is this extreme that has always supported the rangers in defending their homeland. We can only start with the next generation of rangers. ” The Elf King felt heavy. Having Drushilia and a group of Druids are completely different concepts. The former can change the situation of the battle and rebuild faith as a high-end combat force, while the latter can change the war and revive the nation. As the main force of the elves, The Ranger troops were separated from the Druids, and what happened next "But it's not without a turning point. "The princess attracted the Elf King's attention back. "The divine object I saw in the Flame Master is difficult to describe in words. It is said to be a relic of the God of Nature that is far more powerful than the Lord of Ceremonies, and it played a huge role in the development of Druid faith in the Tia Forest. But so far there is no follow-up, and I don’t know whether it’s because my level is still low, or whether Master Huiyan is thinking about the glowing luminous stone in the temple’s hand. " When it comes to the gems to be stripped from the Nieron statue, the Elf King's face became more solemn: " Regarding the gems, we can take our time and negotiate through tilting our faith. " Drusilia frowned unhappily. This is the contradiction between father and daughter. They always try to achieve their goals through exchange of conditions and political strife. The princess feels that the Elf King does not have a deep understanding of her own beliefs in terms of faith. She has seen 11 The priest did not hesitate to commit suicide. How could we expect the high priest of Orfascism to compromise in this regard? The direct way to solve the problem was the best way. The princess did not express her thoughts. She knew that it was involved. The direction of the civil war was unconvincing. She missed the relaxed atmosphere and wanted to show the water element broken star. The Elf King was also interested in this magical creature created by his daughter. Drushi was on the terrace near the water. Liya frowned and touched the water. “That’s weird. " "What's wrong? " "Usually Broken Star will respond to the call immediately. Today and the aquatic animals' mood is a bit abnormal, too nervous. " Drusilia communicates with Broken Star on the terrace every day, and the latter grows very fast. The water element calls the lake its home, and can travel freely in the complex waterways connecting the forest. Along the river, you can travel hundreds of miles in an instant. "Ah, come here . "Drusiliya found that the churning of the lake was particularly violent. "Father, you'd better stay back. " Bang! A curtain of water rose upside down, with an irregular shape that was as tall as 4 Sammy. The sunlight was refracted through it in a strange way. The two elves were wetted by the splash of water, and the Elf King stepped back again and again. "It's usually quite gentle." "Drusiliya stretched out her hand into the water curtain, trying to comfort and understand the reason for the irritable mood of the water element. Intermittent pictures and thoughts were sensed, but this time it was not the excitement of discovering the underground river network, nor was it playing with aquatic animals. Information. The ground was shaking, and the fish and shrimps sensed the danger in advance and fled, followed by a roar that overwhelmed everything. The princess turned pale and staggered back, "What happened?" " "The great flood, the great flood is coming from the north! "