The one who spoke up to stop them was one of the two green-clad female archers who had returned to the stone house earlier.
Upon hearing this, the blond boy's smile remained unchanged. He turned to the two female archers inside the stone house and spoke a few words in an extremely gentle tone, using the same strange and melodious mysterious language he had spoken before. Then, silence fell over the room, as if they were no longer insisting.
but--
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!!!!
The next instant, five sharp whistling sounds pierced the air.
Six green arrows flew out from the stone house, like six green shadows, striking five different locations in the garden with almost no difference in timing. They were arranged in a pentagram, as if measured with a ruler, with the distance between them perfectly precise. Soon, wisps of beautiful emerald green light emanated from the five arrows, silently seeping into the ground like rain.
Sun Fei could clearly sense that at the same instant, a strange wood-type magical energy swirled around the ground beneath his feet and the surrounding void, spreading continuously until it finally merged together, isolating the aura of this place.
A very magical wood-based magic circle.
It was actually arranged with arrows, which was quite unexpected and unique.
Clearly, the two female archers inside the stone house were still not entirely at ease, so they used this rare array of arrows to seal off the surrounding space, to prevent others from overhearing what the blond-haired boy was about to say.
This archery formation technique caught Sun Fei's eye.
"Alright, now you can speak. My name is Akinfeev, Xilan Akinfeev. I am a descendant of the Elf Clan race, a race that has disappeared from the continent," the blond-haired boy said casually, glancing at the magic circles around him and then at the pale dawn breaking in the eastern sky.
He spoke very frankly, revealing his biggest secret to a complete stranger like Sun Fei without the slightest hesitation.
This is a trust that is completely unconditional.
Akinfeev himself couldn't explain why he had completely trusted the young King in such a short time.
The feelings between people are just that wonderful.
They really are Elf Clan!
In the legends of the Azeroth Continent, the Elf Clan, like the Dwarf Clan, were a race that lived in the age of gods and demons. They have long been extinct on the continent, but unexpectedly, their descendants have continued to carry on this legendary race.
Sun Fei nodded.
My guess was right after all.
In fact, Sun Fei had already noticed something the moment he stepped into the small garden.
The atmosphere here was exceptionally strong, several times stronger than in ordinary places. Moreover, the flowers in the garden and the vines on the stone walls were far more vibrant than outside. Tiny specks of emerald green fluorescence lingered in the air. Add to that the two beautiful female archers, clad in green and wielding green bows and arrows, Akinfeev's unusually pointed ears, and the skillful use of arrows in formation that the two archers had just displayed...
All of this led Sun Fei to associate the blond, handsome young man before him with the legendary Elf Clan.
However, this conjecture was far too far-fetched. After all, it was generally acknowledged across the continent that the Elf Clan had long been extinct and no longer existed. Moreover, Sun Fei had seen records in the blood of the Dwarf Clan King Gadelanbir about the Xilan Empire being destroyed by a false god and demon. Therefore, Sun Fei could not be certain of his conjecture for the time being.
But when Akinfeev revealed his origins, Sun Fei immediately believed him.
This is also a kind of intuition.
Trust between friends.
In that instant, King Majesty the King suddenly remembered that in the blood of the Dwarf Clan King Gadelanbir, there seemed to be a mention of something: after the destruction of the Elf Clan Xilan Empire, the Elven Queen's bloodline had luckily escaped from the day the royal city fell and sought refuge with the Giant Empire. However, the Giant Empire was later destroyed by the false gods and demons, and the Elven royal bloodline disappeared without a trace. There were no more records of it in the blood. Now it seemed that this bloodline, despite its many hardships, had ultimately survived.
Although the Akinfeev before me is merely a continuation of bloodline after a long period of time, the fact that he has regained his pointed ears and the rare yellow hair that is only found among the royal Elf Clan shows that the Elf Clan bloodline in his body is very pure; otherwise, he would not have such obvious atavism.
Sun Fei was certain that Akinfeev was definitely of royal blood from the Elven race.
It is even quite possible that it is the continuation of the Elf King Bloodline mentioned in the blood of the Dwarf King in the present world after a long period of time.
"Your Majesty, you don't seem surprised at all upon hearing such a secret." Akinfeev was slightly curious about Sun Fei's reaction.
"Because I had indeed guessed some things beforehand." Sun Fei didn't hide anything and laughed, "I remember the first time I saw you was after the Black Armor Army besieged the city. The Divine Master Mazzola and the Divine Knight Luciano were returning to Chambord City. You were in the last carriage of the Church's caravan. It was just a fleeting encounter, but seeing your figure in the carriage, I found it very strange. I thought you were the illegitimate son of some important figure in the Church, but it turns out you are a descendant of the legendary Elven royal family."
"His Majesty at that time was an unparalleled hero; he won over Mazzola and the others with just a few words, which I greatly admire!"
Akinfeev's smile always seemed so pure and clear. With a slight wave of his hand, two vine leaves on the bluestone wall beside him suddenly curled up automatically, becoming the containers for the cups. The other vines trembled, and drops of morning dew suddenly appeared, falling from the verdant leaves into the leaf cups, quickly filling them. The vines and branches, as if alive, extended over, supporting the leaf cups, and stopped in front of the two men.
Caught completely off guard, Sun Fei picked up the leaf cup and drank it all in one gulp. He felt a surge of comfort, as if every pore on his body was groaning with pleasure. He couldn't help but recall a legend and chuckled, "Legend has it that [ Elf Dew ] is a treasure even gods covet. I never imagined I'd have the chance to taste it today."
"Your Majesty, you flatter me. This is merely a small trick. Although this Dew of Green is made up of the essence of plants and trees accumulated over a whole year, it only has a slight effect of soothing the mind and refreshing the spirit. Compared to the true [ Elf Dew ], it is far inferior. The glory of the Elven race has long since faded, and now no one in this world can create the true [ Elf Dew ]." As he spoke of these things, a trace of sadness involuntarily flickered across Akinfeev's face.
This is a racial tragedy, a heart-wrenching pain.
After a pause, Akinfeev's smile returned, and he said, "Your Majesty's intuition is truly terrifying. In fact, your initial guess was entirely correct. I am indeed an illegitimate child. However, at first, there were no unusual signs. It was only after I turned fifteen that the power of my Elf Clan bloodline began to gradually manifest, and my body underwent some mutations, which were discovered by some people."
Akinfeev openly admitted to being the son of a concubine, without any hint of unease.
Sun Fei nodded, then frowned. "This doesn't seem like a good thing for you."
Akinfeev nodded and said, "Indeed, in mythology, the elves are a vassal race of the Demon Clan, and they are natural enemies with the gods worshipped by the Holy Church on the Azeroth Continent. So once the Holy Church discovers the secret within me, my death will be imminent."
Sun Fei nodded and listened attentively to what followed.
"However, my father, who had some power and means, treated me quite well. Before all the disasters came, he helped me change my identity, disappear from the world, and transform into a devout apprentice priest of the Holy Church. I traveled all over the continent, eventually arriving at the Zenit Empire at the northernmost tip of the continent, where I followed Mazzola, a third-rate minor priest, to Chambord City."
Akinfeev spoke very casually and concisely.
However, Sun Fei was able to imagine the dangerous moment of swords flashing and blades gleaming from these few simple words. He could feel that in order to Avoid the impending disaster, this young man had to leave his hometown and eventually wander to the northernmost part of the continent, traversing countless mountains and rivers along the way.
"Your father is quite something. The most dangerous place is the safest place. Staying in the back garden of the Church, no one will doubt your identity. However, your arrival in Chambord City is probably not just for seeking refuge. Otherwise, you wouldn't have gone to explore the back mountains of Chambord City in the middle of the night."
Sun Fei made no attempt to hide his doubts.
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Oh, Torres, my heart is breaking! What am I going to do? You couldn't even score that goal!