Chapter 255

"Welcome to you, Lord Fulilian, Lord Ash, and the two of you who are traveling with me. I am the lord of Morufo—Patricht."

The lord of Morufo is a rather handsome uncle. His light golden hair highlights his nobility. The beard on his lips makes him look very mature. His body is tall and slender.

He was obviously a noble gentleman, but Patricht could not see the arrogance that belonged to the nobility. He felt very kind and approachable to the people. Even Hugh Talk couldn't help but relax a little when he saw him.

"The brave Simmel and his team once saved Morufo. Whether it is to repay the kindness of the past or to show the friendship of the landlord, I hope to invite some of them to have lunch."

At first, when Simmel and others were passing through this city, they were imprisoned by the lord here for inexplicable reasons. Later, a large number of monsters appeared around the city. Simmel and others eliminated all the monsters, and the lord Only then did they agree to release Simmel and others.

So, Ai and others were welcomed into the castle by Patrick.

Shutark quietly approached Feilun and whispered: "Really, it gives people a completely different feeling from other nobles."

Fearon nodded silently in agreement.

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Chapter 454 Watching off.

The dishes placed on the lord's table were not extravagant, not as extravagant as the more than 100 dishes at the Man-Han Banquet, but they looked very exquisite.

The food placed on the plate, which you can tell is precious at first glance, looks like a work of art, making it difficult to eat.

Shoetark was even cautious when picking up the knife and fork, because he was afraid of damaging these precious tableware. He was worried that he would not be able to afford the compensation, and he was even more afraid of being dragged out by the nobles to chop them.

The long dining table is covered with a white tablecloth. As the lord, Patricht naturally sits on the main seat. On either side of him are Ash and Fulilian, and below them are Philon and Hutta. Erke.

Fearon gracefully cut off a small piece of steak and put it into her mouth, and the next moment a light lit up in her eyes.

"This is so delicious."

Raising her hands to cover her red lips, Fearon let out a series of exclamations. Hugh Tucker, who was directly opposite her, also took a bite out of curiosity, and his taste buds were also conquered by it.

Everyone had the same dishes placed in front of them, except for Qie, who had a piece of golden pastry placed in front of her.

"Master Qi doesn't like eating meat, right?"

Lord Patricht had an amiable smile on his face, and the humility and gentleness in his tone made it easy for people to fall in love with him. "This is a pastry I specially ordered my servants to make. I hope it will suit your taste."

"Lord, you are really attentive."

The pastries taste very good. Although they are not as good as those made by Ai himself, they are still unique in their own way.

The three companions all began to enjoy the food. Frillian politely said to Patricht: "Thank you very much for inviting us, Count Patricht."

"Please don't say that, Lord Fulilian, you and Lord Ash once saved this city, saved my grandfather and my father, and just a lunch is far from being able to repay this kindness."

Patricht waved his hand with a sincere tone.

Feilun, who was sitting next to Fulilian, was slightly curious and asked Fulilian: "Lord Fulilian, I heard more than once before that you and Lord Simmel saved this city... How on earth did this happen? One thing?”

Hearing this, it was not Fulilian who spoke first, but Patricht.

"That was a stupid thing my grandpa did."

"It's quite stupid indeed."

Florian nodded and criticized mercilessly.

Turning to look at Feilun, Fulian began to explain more specifically, "At that time, the lord here believed the words of a demon and brought him into the city. What the demon was good at was the magic of attracting monsters. With this magic, the demons attracted all the surrounding monsters to attack the city."

Frilian's evaluation of demons is "monsters that can speak human language", which is a very fair evaluation.

Demons look very similar to humans and can speak human language, but they don't understand human emotions at all.

The ancestor of the demon clan is a cunning monster that attracts kind people by saying "save me" and then preys on them.

For the demons, language is not used to communicate with humans and understand each other, but is a tool used to deceive humans.

"My grandfather mistakenly believed in the cunning demons, and almost caused the entire city and its people to lose their lives because of his stupidity. If Lord Fulilian, Lord Ash, and everyone from the Brave Team were not present, I am afraid that this city would have It’s long gone.”

Patrick cast a grateful look at Frilian, "Moreover, my father encountered a ferocious monster at that time, and the person who rescued it was Lord Frilian... This matter is mine. My father kept telling me about it.”

"Really? Did something like that happen at that time?"

Fulilian looked confused, "Sorry, I don't remember."

Patricht shook his head, lowered his eyes and said: "You don't need to apologize to me, Lord Fulilian, you have been so kind to me, my father, and Morufu. I, Patricht, It’s unforgettable, even if I grow old and my position as lord is inherited by my descendants, you and Master Qi will still be Morufu’s great benefactors.”

"People all over the city are extremely grateful."

After the meal, Patricht still asked the butler to drive Fulilian and others back in a carriage.

"Lord Frilian."

Suddenly being called to a halt, Fulilian's face showed no trace of emotion and she turned to look at Patricht.

"Lord Fulilian, what do you think... of this city?"

Hearing this, Fulian was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't understand why Patrick suddenly asked such a question.

She pinched her chin, rolled her emerald eyes, and thought about it seriously.

"Excellent."

Perhaps because she felt a little pale, Fulian added, "I'm very satisfied."

Patricht stared at Frillian's expressionless face, and there seemed to be something more in the smile on her face.

"That's the best review I've ever received, thank you."

…

Time flies by.

They have stayed in Morufu for a long enough time. They should have left long ago, but because of the lord's enthusiasm, Ai and others stayed here for a few more days.

In front of a huge bronze sculpture, Fulian stopped and looked up.

The bronze sculptures were the images of five people, and those faces were all too familiar to Fulilian and the others.

The brave man Simmel put his sword on the ground and put his hands on the hilt.

Monk Haita holds his hands behind his back and always wears an optimistic smile.

The warrior Aize has a thick beard and wears a helmet, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

Holding the staff in both hands, the elf magician Fulian looked expressionless.

The elf (fairy) magic user Ash wears big round glasses and holds a book in her arms.

During the journey, this was not the first time that Ai and others saw similar sculptures, but in most cases there was only one statue of Simmel, and in a few cases there were statues of four people, because Ai joined the team midway. , it was the first time for them to see all five of them together like this.

"This bronze statue is very clean."

Ai touched his chin, smiled slightly and said, "It seems we don't need to use magic to clean it up."

Fearon: "It looks like someone cleans the statue every once in a while."

Hugh Tucker: "It's really rare. The statues we encountered before, whether they were stone statues or bronze statues, almost lost their original appearance. They were all covered with rust or plants."

Ai: "After all, it's been seventy years... The old woman we met last time had been cleaning the statues for nearly forty years. In the end, she was too old and couldn't do it anymore, so she entrusted us to do it."

While the three of them were chatting, Fulian didn't make a sound. She just stared at the statue of Simmel in the middle quietly. She was lost in thought, and she didn't know what unforgettable memories she had picked up...

Leaving the square where the bronze statue is located, you can directly see the gate leaving Morufo.

After Ai and others left the gate, City Lord Patrick quickly received the news.

Placing his hand on the window frame, Patrick was looking in the direction that Frillian and the others left.

There were footsteps approaching behind him, but he was not surprised at all.

"They have left, Father."

"Yeah……"

An old voice came from behind Patricht, making him turn around.

A wooden crutch, a pale beard hanging down to his chest on his wrinkled cheeks.

"Is this really okay? Father."

Patricht frowned, with deep worry in his eyes, "Have you been waiting for this day all your life? This is the day to see Lord Frillian again."

"That's enough, Patricht."

Worm squinted his eyes and touched his beard, "Anyway...she probably doesn't remember me either."

"It's enough... to be able to see her again while she is alive and to be able to visit this city that I am proud of with her... I have nothing to regret."

"She is still the same as before...confident, strong, and beautiful...but I have already put half my foot in the coffin. Appearing in front of her with this appearance and chatting with her as if nothing happened, I have already used up my energy. All the courage."

On that day, the little boy witnessed with his own eyes that the peace and tranquility were broken, and the black wave composed of monsters was about to overturn the city.

The little boy didn't know if the goddess really existed in this world, but when the elf girl appeared in front of him and got rid of all the monsters... he felt that he had seen the goddess.

"I advise you to give up. This relationship will not bear fruit."

The little boy never told anyone about his feelings...but when that person appeared in front of him, he felt like he couldn't hide anything under the gaze of those eyes.

"That is a girl who is too slow. To make her fall in love must be a real miracle far beyond magic..."

"Besides, in my opinion, it is a very cruel thing to let the long-lived elves know how to love. The two parties who made the oath will surely feel sad for the one who left... From now on, everyone will Every time you see something related to the other person, you will be moved by the scene, and the good memories will turn into an equal amount of pain, and the person who left first will also regret having to leave the other person alone. "

"You can't promise the other person's eternal companionship, so why not simply give up and choose someone who can grow old with you as your partner."

At this point, the man sighed again.

"However, I also know how unreasonable feelings are."

"If you really can't give up, but don't know what to do... then you can become the lord of this place when you grow up."

"That slow-witted elf will definitely set out on the journey again and will definitely pass by here again, although you may not be able to wait until that time."

"However, if you really want to do something for her... then make this city better."

"Sooner or later, she will see it."

The little boy really became the lord of Morufu. Under his management, Morufu became better every day than yesterday.

The people living here all smile and have expectations for the future... This is something that Morufu never had.

Then, the little boy got old and his health was getting worse day by day, so he adopted a child and let the other party inherit his territory and title.

Under the other party's management, Morufu's development speed was not as fast as when he was in charge, but it was also very obvious.

Until now, Morufu has jumped from a little-known border town to one of the most orderly and peaceful cities in the northern wilderness.

Then, the little boy waited for the elf girl.

She seemed to have not changed at all, making him feel as if he had returned to the time when he first met her.

After so many years of hard work, he got a sentence from the other party, "I am very satisfied."

It seems not worth it? Perhaps most people would think so.

But this is the most satisfactory reward for Worm.

Leaning on a cane, he came to the window and looked far away in the direction where Fulilian and others left.

"It's... enough."

This is the last time they meet... Worm has this premonition.

The elf girl will not know that someone has admired her. This feeling will be taken to the grave by him and will never have any impact on the future of the elf girl.

So, let's see them off one more time.

Those who are destined to stay here, watch those who are always moving forward go away...

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Chapter 455 Dream Soul Festival.

30 years after Xinmei's death.

The sky was full of fiery clouds, and the temperature gradually dropped as the sun set.

Near dusk, Ash and others came to a village called Skol.

"Huh... I can finally get a good night's sleep today."

Xiutark smiled and said thankfully.