Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1056 Celia, look ahead!
"Gran's Forest, formerly known as the Great Forest, was later called the flowing jungle by humans. It was created by the great magician Marr. It is a paradise for elves to live in. However, a few years ago, it was destroyed by a fire in the empire's ambition... ..."

Celia softly recited sad sentences, expensive high-heeled shoes inlaid with gemstones, walking in the humid forest with piles of decaying leaves, it was very difficult.

She also needs to be careful to carry the long skirt, lest the expensive wedding dress be scratched by the thorns by the roadside.

She didn't know why she came here, she didn't deliberately want to escape marriage, it seemed to be a temporary emotional impulse.

Somehow, I just feel that I should take a look.

In the forest, there are towering trees and climbing vines. Fragments of golden light are revealed in the dense branches and leaves. Occasionally, unknown small flowers can be seen blooming.

The surrounding environment is very quiet, only the breeze occasionally swaying the rustling leaves, and the intermittent chirping of insects.

After the fire, the ecological recovery of Gran's Forest was pretty good, but some things will never come back.

For example, the very famous "hollow tree" is almost extinct, for example, the elves.

Celia stopped by a clear stream. She squatted down and filled a handful of cold water with her bare hands. She looked at it for a moment, as if it was some kind of treasure.

The fingers were released, and the water droplets fell. Celia subconsciously pressed her palms to the bottom of the water, and the magic power in her body surged and poured into the ground.

After a while, she seemed to be teased by herself, she smiled, shook off the water droplets on her hands, and whispered to herself: "It's time to go back, he should be coming."

But when she turned around, she froze for an instant.

The small path that he had just walked on suddenly disappeared behind him, replaced by a few green trees and a few thorny weeping grass attached to it.

Under her feet, the stream where she used to wash her hands disappeared, and what appeared in front of her was a winding road, and she didn't know where it led.

"Gran's Forest, the flowing jungle..."

Surprised and shocked, Celia hesitated for a moment, but walked on this road quickly, because according to the facts, after the fire, Gran's Forest's "flow" ability should have been completely scrapped.

After walking along the mysterious path for a short time, turning a corner, the eyes suddenly opened up.

In front of her is a courtyard-like open space surrounded by trees, in the middle is a tea table made of stakes after a giant tree was felled, and there are four round wooden stools beside it, and three of them already have people.

Two men and one woman, the woman is elegant and mature, wearing a long emerald green dress, wearing a light yellow flower next to her ear, one of the men is wearing a silver-white robe, middle-aged, elegant and knowledgeable, the other looks very young, Strong and strong.

What concerned Celia the most was that the ears of the three were all pointed, and their complexion was fairer.

"hello."

The female elf nodded and smiled, as if she was not surprised by her appearance, and even more like a special expectation.

"Are you elves? But, the elves in this world should only be me and Sister Socia."

Celia was a little overjoyed. After getting closer, she looked carefully. They were elves, that's right!

Regarding her inquiry, the female elf did not answer, but asked with a smile: "I see you are dressed in a dress, is there any happy event today?"

"Well, today is my wedding."

I don't know why, Celia felt a strong sense of intimacy from the other party, and it was not a simple kindness of the elves, but more like, they had known each other for a long time.

"Really? Congratulations, you're a bride, but how could you..."

The female elf gestured to the ground with her fingers, meaning why did you appear here, and asked curiously: "Could it be that you are not satisfied with the other half's conditions? So you escaped secretly?"

"Lawettlow!"

Dressed in silver and white robes, the middle-aged male elf, who looked refined and stable, gave a light reprimand.

Apparently, Lowetlow was the name of a female elf.

This name made Celia even more confused, and she always felt that it sounded familiar.

"Ah, Elder Cavill, isn't it normal for women to gossip a little bit?" Lawettrow obviously didn't care much about the reprimand, but instead winked at Celia.

"No……"

Celia quickly waved her hand, blushing pretty face, a little embarrassed said: "He is very good, he is a great hero who has saved the world several times, saved the lives of tens of millions of people, he is also handsome and clean, No bad habits."

"Then why... still don't like it?"

Lautwell raised his eyebrows when he heard the words. Seeing that it was noon, the bride ran to the forest alone. Not only did she release the pigeons of the guests, but it also made it difficult for the groom to deal with it.

Maybe, I'm in a hurry now.

"No, I like it! But I don't know, I just want to take a look..."

Reason told Celia that she should go back quickly and sneak out by herself, because there might be a mess over there.

But a very special feeling made her feel that she should stay for a while, at least to find out who these friendly elves were.

After a brief silence, another male elf who had been holding his arms in silence asked, "Seria, what year is it now?"

"Allard 991."

Subconsciously answering, Celia didn't notice at all that her name was known.

"Six years later..."

The elf known as Elder Cavill tapped the wooden table with his fingertips, pondered for a long time, and asked, "What happened to the Arad continent in these years? I mean, after the fire."

Celia did not hesitate, and briefly stated what she knew, including the hidden disaster of the mysterious warrior and the state of the country in the Arad continent.

"Heh, human beings are still like this. No matter how approaching and terrible the disaster is, there will always be internal struggles."

The young elf who laughed, Celia learned from Lautwell that the other party's name was Troll, and it was also a name that she felt a little familiar with.

"Troll, look at the problem comprehensively. At least Belmar, who inherited the will of Lord Mar, still advocates peace. He had a good relationship with us back then. Moreover, the savior hero Celia mentioned, her fiancé, is also a human being. .”

Lautwell reminded.

Feeling that there was no way to refute, Troll could only hug his arms and "hehe".

Afterwards, Celia chatted with them a lot, with a mysterious sense of intimacy and trust, which hardly made her feel guarded and said anything.

Time is slowly passing, from the noon sun, slowly slanting westward for a few minutes.

Finally, the Elf Elder Cavill looked up, looked around Gran's Forest with some reluctance, and then sighed, "Guardian of the East, I can feel your confusion and wandering about your past, entangled in sorrow. with your soul."

"Me?" Celia subconsciously replied.

She immediately covered her red lips and frowned slightly, wondering if the guardian of the east had anything to do with her, and why she agreed.

"I am the Guardian of the South, Lautwell." The female elf nodded and smiled.

"I am Troll, the guardian of the west." The elves, who were full of malice towards humans before, are also solemn at the moment.

"I am Elder Elf and Warden of the North, Cavill."

"Guardian of the East, Celia Krummin."

……

Celia didn't know why she said this at all. She had only awakened part of the elf memory in the dark thunder ruins.

Lautwell took off the little flower he was wearing, inserted it between Celia's hair, held her hand, and smiled softly: "Don't be sad about the past, this mountain, river, forest, grass and trees are singing, every minute is precious." There are traces of our existence."

Cavill stood up, with a slender but not thin body, and said: "Our sacrifice at the beginning was of extraordinary significance. Even though no one knew it, the earth and sky deeply remembered us."

"I only hope that the real history will be revealed one day, and the sins will be punished!" Troll nodded.

Lautwell's body was becoming illusory, she gently wiped away the crystals from the corners of Celia's eyes, and her tone was gentle: "He has done great things, secretly solved the crisis, but few people know about it, just like the past of our elves. Leah, he's very nice."

Seeing that their bodies were becoming illusory, Celia hurriedly asked, regardless of her tears, "Who are you? I seem to have a little memory, but it's not clear enough."

"Don't be sad about the past, Celia, look forward and wish you happiness." The three looked at each other, nodded and smiled.

A gust of breeze suddenly came, and everything in front of me, like a bubble that had been punctured, suddenly disappeared.

The elves were gone, and the tea-table stakes were gone, as if it were just a dream.

"Is it a dream?"

Celia wiped her cheeks, two lines of tears had flowed unknowingly, her makeup was probably all gone, and Luo Lian would complain about it.

However, the pale yellow flower in her hair is still there.

"Wait, here... seems to be..."

Celia clutched her forehead for a while before suddenly looking up.

Her strength has improved rapidly, and the apostle's power has awakened a little, and she can already see the big magic circle in the sky.

What is connected to the ground under the feet is a key eye of the big magic circle!
Because the entire Grand Forest is a huge magical eye.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her mind, and Celia's delicate body trembled slightly, tears rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably.

It turned out that the three mysterious elves were the guardians of the elves who sacrificed themselves in order to repair the large magic circle damaged in the flames.

Also, her clan and former friends.

Of course it's not just them, the entire elf clan has almost turned into a breeze between heaven and earth.

Their great sacrifice is unknown, only secretly remembered by the planet.

　The temple engulfed by the abyss, the plot prophecy:

　　From her hands that are bigger than the sky... protect the tears. (Higher than the sky, refers to the demon world, protects the tears, refers to the real tearer Celia, Herder is pretending.)
　　Miraz sacrificed his life...to protect...our...ultimate mission...

　　In the flowing forest...dazzling...tears...

　　Deep in the forest... she...

　　(That is to say, Celia is an apostle, and she is the real tears.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)