Chapter 277 Paddles on the Lake

"Jialan, have I changed your clothes?"

As evening approached, Roland Hill was sitting beside the bed in the room, looking at the emerald skirt with the gold silk pendant in his hand, wondering if he should change it.

Because of the decision at the Sacred Tree meeting, the reformists or the faction that went out is planning to hold a gathering, where everyone will get to know each other, and then discuss the five tests, how to assign personnel, and how to complete them.

That's tonight, um.

In order to introduce Lorraine Hill to the elves who did not know and understand, Vestena specially prepared this natural-style elf dress for her. The material is divided into several layers, the bottom is soft white, and the middle Embellished with emerald ribbons, tied into bows or fixed with golden shoulder buckles, in addition, there are matching golden headpieces, slender gold ornaments spliced ​​into chains and pendants, covering the top of the hair like a veil, which is in the light. Under the reflection of , and the blue hair, it is very beautiful.

On the cuffs like petunias, golden lace protrudes from the cuffs of the white petals, and the outstretched hand is like a dreamy stamen, making people lovable.

This dress clearly shows the soft and dreamy temperament of Roland Hill, and people can't take their eyes off the first time they see it, but considering such a gorgeous appearance, I am afraid it will become a line of sight wherever I go. the center of it.

Although it is not impossible to adapt, but it always feels a little high-profile, will it make people feel that they are too 'public'?

I'm a human, and it's a bit too conspicuous to dress like this at a dinner party where the elves gather.

Roland Hill squeezed the dress in his hand, looked in the mirror, and looked at himself again, fighting what seemed to be a meaningless struggle in his heart, until Vestena knocked on the door outside.

"Oh, I see, it will be replaced soon."

Thinking that he couldn't live up to the friend's kindness, Roland Hill finally decided to change into this dress.

A few minutes later, the door opened, and a girl who looked like a fairy in the legend came out. Even in the slightly dim corridor, she still couldn't hide the radiance that radiated from her body, and the beauty could not be ignored.

"Cute, beautiful, dreamy, unforgettable, shocking, lovable, it seems like a dream." Vestena looked at Loren Hill standing in front of her and said various adjectives to express the kind of feeling in her heart. After arriving at the feeling of the beauty queen, he gently hugged Roland Hill, and then used a feeling of grasping the dream.

"Sure enough, it was the right decision." The elf sage blinked, smiled, released his hand, then gently pulled the girl up and walked downstairs.

"It's sure to surprise everyone~"

The hand was held by the excited elf elder sister in front, and Roland Hill walked behind in a little distress.

The place where the banquet was held was a small, uncommonly used palace of the Elf Queen, located on the lake. To go there, you had to take a carriage and then change to a boat.

"It's been a long time for you, Mr. Vestena, hurry up. My friend and I made an appointment. It would be better if it was later."

When the two approached the gate, Xia Li was already waiting there. A high-end carriage was parked behind her, which seemed to be specially prepared. Two white unicorns were pulling the carriage.

Although there is no shortage of unicorns in the Emerald Forest, such noble and extraordinary animals are rarely used to pull carts, and are only used in a small number of important occasions.

The three of them got into the carriage, and Charlie simply shook the bell in her hand and said where she was going, and the two unicorns began to walk. They are intelligent, and do not need the command of the whip and the rein. This kind of pulling is closer to an accidental cooperative behavior.

There was a slight sound as the wheels ran over the slate. Roland Hill sat in the carriage and cast his eyes out of the window curiously. The hanging flower-shaped street lamps bloomed with halo at night, and a melodious violin came out from a distance.

The rhythm of the sound of the piano was simple and revolving. It seemed that someone was learning and practicing, and there were occasional interruptions. However, even though he did not see the real person, Roland Hill could vaguely perceive the ease and ease in the heart of the player from the sound of the piano. , even if the pull is not very good, I don't care, I have a little interest of my own.

The ticking of hooves walked through the streets in the evening, and occasionally the surprised voices of children could be heard, as if curious to see a unicorn.

Then, in another commotion and playfulness, the little children ran away.

Turning around the streets and shades of light and dark, the carriage gradually came to the wide lake.

"Here it is."

Charlie shook the crisp bell in her hand and woke up Loren Hill, who was in a daze with her chin up.

After getting off the carriage and turning out from behind Vestena, the girl felt the breeze blowing from the lake at night, and a faint coolness and water vapor brushed between her arms and calves.

There is a squat, sturdy white building by the lake, with a cyan glazed dome above and a white wall below. There is a copper-colored metal fence on the shore next to it, and the golden pod-like boats are tied with cables. It undulates and ripples slightly in the water waves.

Vestena seemed to be very familiar with this place. She knocked on the door and said a few words to the elf man, and then he pulled out a small boat and handed it over to the three of them.

"Let's go up, the scenery of the lake at night is actually very good."

Although several people can fly, it does not exclude boating, or the scenery seen in life is the more exciting place.

Stepping on the swaying bow, Roland Hill opened his arms, bent down slightly, kept his balance, and then sat down slowly. Listening to the sound of the oars plucking the lake water next to me, a feeling of intimacy and familiarity struck from my memory.

Although he grew up in a small town by the river, Roland Hill did not know how to swim, and the most familiar and closest memory to water was taking a boat.

It was a memory from a long, long time ago, almost only 4-5 years old. The faces of the characters have long been blurred, and I can't remember who they are, but I always remember the incident of taking myself on a boat when I was a child.

The country roads covered with mud and gravel are very bumpy, and when it rains, it will become muddy and difficult to navigate. When I was a child, taking a boat was actually a lot more comfortable than taking a car.

Westina sat in the stern, rowing the sculls, Charlie and her excitedly talked about making an appointment with some friends and classmates to meet at the party tonight, while Roland Hill was sitting in the bow of the boat. Gently lie down, put your fingers halfway into the water, and a cool and delicate feeling immediately comes from the fingertips.

Even without her eyes, she could feel the ripples of the trickle in the water at this moment, and she did nothing, and a faint happiness poured out of her heart.

The water splashed slightly with the oars, and Charlie and Vestena talked about things from their former student days, which made each other laugh for a while.

A sudden cry of surprise caused Roland Hill to turn his head.

"Jialan looks at the back, it's so beautiful." Charlie pointed to the direction behind Roland Hill.

The girl turned around when she heard the sound and looked at the quiet night on the lake.

Scattered fireflies flew up from the reeds, flying over the lake, and flickering faintly.

Light green, light orange, there seem to be two different kinds of fireflies flying around. When the boat moved forward and gradually approached, it seemed that it could not be caught, and it was always far away.

Raising his neck, Roland Hill smiled at the scattered fireflies flying in the night sky.

Great to see fireflies again.