Chapter 413 412. Square

In the morning, Tealim woke up.

His familiarity with Mothoros allowed him to clearly know that it was morning based on the brightness changes caused by Mithon's breathing.

To Tealim's surprise, he didn't seem to have a nightmare last night, and he didn't need to use the sleeping stone to knock himself out like before or like other people.

In fact, this knockout doesn't require too much strength, and it won't cause bloodshed.

The sleeping stone seems to be immersed in a force that can spread due to vibrations, and can enhance the consequences of the act of "knocking".

In other words, as long as the act of "knocking" is performed, the purpose of knocking can be achieved, and if it is knocked hard, the consequence may be that the brain is overflowing.

Although it still hurts a little when knocking, and the consciousness is swaying, these symptoms will disappear after waking up.

This is similar to an injection.

It hurts a little at the beginning, but there is no feeling at the end.

Getting up from the bed, Tealim put on his clothes and went to a separate bathroom, ready to experience a long-lost life.

In the stone basin, the ashes of the destination are sprinkled.

Mothoros lacks water, so the ash of destination is still used for cleaning, which has the function of adsorption and decomposition.

However, feeling the delicate ash of destination sliding down his face, Tealim paused and frowned slightly.

He felt something unusual.

His vitality was absorbed a little.

Although it was insignificant, it was indeed plundered a little, which could not be hidden from him, a transcendent of this path.

Suddenly, he thought of the words of the great sage, asking the tribesmen to use the ash of destination as little as possible for cleaning. Maybe he had known this for a long time.

After all, this is the embodiment of Enni's "death".

It's just that the elves prefer cleanliness. Although many things have to be compromised for survival reasons, even with the instructions of the great sage, they must clean once every three or four days, which cannot be saved.

At this moment, Tealim also understood why the elves in Mothoros City are easy to age and have a shortened lifespan.

That is the ash of destination.

According to outside records, the average lifespan of elves is about 150 years, and people in their 50s can only be considered middle-aged. However, Midos' physical condition is similar to that of a human in his 80s or 90s.

However, he knew the harm of the Ashes of the Destination.

Tealim did not stop his actions.

He held the Ashes of the Destination with both hands, then placed it on his forehead and let it slide.

This may be the last time he washes his face here.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by a low voice: "Han'er..."

Werner's voice.

Immediately, Tealim wiped off the remaining Ashes of the Destination with his hands, then came to the door and opened it.

Werner outside the door entered the room without any strangeness. As soon as he came in, he sat on a stool, and then asked hesitantly: "Han'er, how did you talk with the Great Sage and the Anashi priest last night?"

"Maybe we will leave in a few days."

Hearing this, Tealim responded with a smile.

The Great Sage was still relatively secretive about his specific mission. He only said when he disappeared that he was blessed by the dragon Mithon to find the news of the Lord, and that he would come back one day with a new future.

Everyone believed it.

Now, he is really back.

"Really?" Werner opened his eyes slightly, his eyes were filled with joy and excitement, but also with a hint of doubt.

Trialim nodded.

At this time, he suddenly asked: "Werner, don't you have a good relationship with Grandpa Solam? You used to call him Grandpa Solam, Grandpa Solam, why do you only call him the Great Sage now?"

Trialim thought of the changes in Anaxi, and felt that Werner might have changed a little, so he asked this question.

Hearing this, Werner's expression became solemn, and he said: "The Great Sage is a person worthy of our respect. I hope to become a Great Sage one day. Perhaps this dream is very far away, so I want to be a teacher first."

Tealim's eyes moved slightly. He didn't expect Werner to have this ambition. You know, Werner was just a playful kid following him at the beginning.

With Milona...

Suddenly, Tealim thought of Milona again, and then glanced at Werner, because Milona and Werner had a good relationship.

And Milona's death...

I guess Werner couldn't accept it for a while.

Perhaps Werner thought of Anashi's dissatisfaction with him and Milona, ​​and Milona's death made him grow up instantly, so he had a new goal.

"Werner, wait, I should go see other people." Tealim glanced out the window and said immediately.

Maybe it's still a little difficult to face other people, but no matter what, this morning is the last time, they are about to leave the real paradise and go to a new life.

And this kind of news must be reported by him, the person involved. At that time, he suggested to the great sage that Werner take over his mission, but was rejected.

Trium could understand what the great sage meant.

——This is his honor.

Unfortunately, Trium really felt guilty, because he had been out for four years, and during these four years, he didn't even remember this matter.

If he hadn't been expelled from the church and valued by Mr. "Dream Weaver", perhaps he would not have taken the first step in finding the real paradise.

During that time, the tribesmen were suffering, feeling their loved ones and familiar people slowly disappearing from their side...

"Oh, yes, Haner, you haven't told them that you are alive yet." Werner was stunned for a moment and said.

He didn't tell others about this, because he was worried that Tealim didn't bring good news, which would only make people more desperate.

But before going out, he still needed to fill his stomach, so he took out a Bogo fruit and a small piece of dried Shili lizard and giant worm meat.

This was given to him by the great sage.

In the two days after the harvest day, the elves can enjoy soft and tender food, but after that, the corpses of other creatures must be dried and preserved, otherwise they will easily deteriorate.

And the place where it is preserved is not a storage room built with the ashes of the destination, but a building made of rock soil.

As for the Bogo fruit, Tealim, who got his memory, also understood that perhaps a few years ago, when there were more elves, Bogo fruit even had to rack his brains to think about distribution, for fear of wasting.

However, now, there are fewer and fewer tribesmen, but Bogo fruit has become relatively abundant. This is undoubtedly an irony, which makes Tealim a little sad.

Werner had eaten before coming.

Smelling the slightly fishy meat products, Tealim closed his eyes slightly and ate slowly, and the familiar feeling surged from the bottom of his heart.

After breakfast, Tealim put on his cloak, took a deep breath, and then headed towards the square in his memory with Werner.

At this time, almost everyone in the square had arrived except those who were patrolling outside.

Tealim's residual light in the dark quietly observed:

Uncle Mura, alone.

Sister Beckqi, alone.

Grandpa Sorasi and Aunt Qinor, two people.

...

Little Teboro, alone.

...

As he went deeper, he finally retracted his gaze.

However, he closed his eyes and couldn't bear to open them.

Many people he was familiar with may have completely left. That was the warmth in his memory, but now, only these relatives are left to live alone.

Others turned their eyes to the strangely dressed Tealim. They were a little confused about who this person was, after all, no outsiders had ever come to the city of Mothos.

And the other party's clothes.

Judging from the style and fabric alone, they were much more exquisite and gorgeous than their own clothes.

This was a bit like the style of Regilloy.

However, they trusted the great sage, and Regilloy could not make such clothes, so they did not attack the outsiders at the first time.

When they came to the side of the great sage, Tealim stood quietly, while Werner stayed below.

The square of the city of Mothos was just an open space with a huge stone standing in the center, but the pale color made it look very solemn and dignified.

At this time, the great sage said:

"Dear tribesmen, it's time for us to leave Mothos."

His voice was low, but not weak.

As soon as this came out, everyone was shocked.

They were just shocked, not happy, because they didn't know what the current situation was. For many years, they all had hope for this future, but it turned into despair.

"Han Er has found the Holy Court, the Holy Court that disappeared in the legend. We can leave from the Holy Gate and go to the new world."

At this time, the great sage turned his head to look at Tealim.

The other party took a deep breath and slowly took off his hood.

Elf.

Everyone instantly recognized that this was an elf.

An elf like them.

However, the name "Han Er" suddenly appeared in their minds.

At this moment.

They remembered him who had disappeared.

The one who was highly expected by the great sage.

The one they were most familiar with.

The one who was like their family.

Tealim's existence in the city of Mothoros is somewhat special. Like Werner, the two are almost the favorites of the city of Mothoros.

The old elves regard them as grandsons.

The middle-aged elves regard them as sons.

The young elves regard them as brothers.

The elves regarded them as big brothers.

The two were the most popular elves, and they had a very deep relationship with all the elves.

However, most people thought that the disappearance was just a consolation from the great sage, and they did not believe it.

However, now the other party really appeared.

Although his appearance had changed slightly, he was whiter and fatter than before, but everyone recognized him.