There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

Talina could clearly see that not far from her, water was seeping out from the veins of the leaves and slowly condensing into a drop of crystal dew.

They left the leaves and chased after them.

It moves with the changes in the melody.

Talina could see the rhythm of each drop of dew, they were as light as feathers.

They... maybe they are the melody itself?

"Relax, accept them, and they will guide our dance."

Noticing Talina's discomfort, Muirseth spoke up to remind her.

She could feel the stiffness of Talina's body, and at the same time, she also found that Talina seemed...

Lied?

Her steps were messy, as if she was just coordinating for the sake of coordinating, which was completely different from the calmness she had just displayed.

and...

"hiss..."

Grinning and hissing softly, Muirseth looked down at his feet from an angle where Talina couldn't see.

Talina had stepped on her foot more than once, and she felt that her thumb had grown more than a circle larger.

But she still taught patiently, like a qualified teacher.

Guiding her step by step so that Talina could follow her steps.

Gradually, Talina became familiar with everything.

She raised her head as Muirseth corrected her again and again.

She looked up at the elf in front of her, and the elf looked down at her.

The two people's eyes met, without any impurities.

With light steps and graceful dance steps, the elf performed her last dance on this last remaining pure land of Tremon.

perhaps...

Volume 9: Chapter 86: Home...Cemetery

One dance...end.

Talina sat by the ecological pool, took off her shoes and socks, and soaked her feet in the wide lake at the intersection in front of her.

Her legs swayed gently, creating ripples that spread into the distance.

The amber is so clear that you can see to the bottom at a glance, but it exudes a strange smell.

There is no life inside it, and even with the most advanced filtering device, it is difficult to conceal the fact that it is a pool of stagnant water. This is the closest existence to the past that Muirseth knows.

She sat with Talina, legs dangling.

The water droplets that were pulling the two of them to dance fell in front of them, splashing a little.

"Your water droplets seem quite comfortable in this eco-park?"

Raising her thumb, Talina could feel an itch coming from it.

Just now, a drop of water fell in front of her, and she instantly realized that this was a "trick" of the elf in front of her.

"You have sharp observation skills, huh?"

His little trick was discovered, Muirseth smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject.

"This eco-park's lighting and water circulation systems don't rely on Originium technology. In other words, is this the cleanest place in Tremont?"

"It's my foundation in Tremont. It's the only place I can feel at ease."

Muirseth looked at the scenery in front of her with affection. As the place she built, it held countless memories of her.

No matter how indifferent and nonchalant she appeared, she still felt a little reluctant.

This is true for both people and things.

"Many times, I choose to act as a clone, not because I like it, but because I have to."

As Muirseth spoke, he moved his legs a little more vigorously, causing water to splash, some of which splashed onto Talina who was standing beside him.

The water stains left deep marks on the clothes.

Suddenly, Muirseth stopped moving and looked down at her hand, where a palm slightly smaller than hers covered her hand.

Roll up, hold tightly, and interlock your fingers.

The action was simple and direct, leaving Muirseth stunned for a moment.

"When you leave, remember to give me the keys and I will take care of them for you."

A whisper like a dream whisper reached Muirses' ears.

It took a long time for Muirseth to react.

She smiled and took the key to the ecological park from her pocket.

It was a card with a close-up photo of Muirseth printed on it. She looked younger in the photo than she does now, with a kind of innocence that came with just entering society.

Commonly known as silly.

"Then, I'll leave it to you~"

Stuffing the cards into Talina's pouch, Muirseth said solemnly, "If they're gone when I come back, I'll have to make trouble for you."

"Ah."

Talina also solemnly accepted the key to the ecological park and nodded.

"Huh... I feel a lot more relaxed for some reason..."

Having unloaded the heavy burden on his shoulders, Muirseth raised the corners of his mouth in a relaxed arc.

She squeezed Talina's hand hard, and then stood up out of thin air on the water.

There seemed to be an invisible force under her feet lifting her up and supporting her movements.

"Come...stand up slowly."

Slightly raising her arm, Muirseth slowly pulled Talina, wanting her to follow her movements and stand on the lake.

Talina believed in the elf in front of her, so she didn't hesitate at all.

The soles of your feet feel solid, as if you are grounded, but the soft feeling is something the ground cannot provide.

It feels more like walking on the clouds than on the ground.

Feeling this novel experience, Talina slowly followed Muirseth's footsteps and walked on the lake.

Suddenly, Muirseth disappeared from Talina's sight, and his hands suddenly became empty, replaced by a series of water droplets.

"Come... follow me..."

An inaudible sound echoed around Talina, and water droplets surrounded her hand, carrying her away.

The water droplets condensed into ribbons, pulling Talina to the other side of the lake.

"The pale fir has extremely high requirements for its growing environment. Due to the pollution of the soil caused by the development of the source stone industry, it is currently only found in a small number of mountainous areas in Colombia."

A mechanical sound suddenly rang out, and several tall fir trees appeared in front of Talina, blocking her way.

The water droplets scattered and shattered, creating a thin mist in front of Talina, separating her from the fir trees in front of her.

Through the fir trees, Talina vaguely saw a...

village?

The simple house built of stone and wood looked like it would collapse at any time, and the sparse fence outside it did not provide any protection at all.

Compared to the concept of a house in human consciousness, it is more like a randomly built building block.

Behind these building blocks, rows of neatly arranged stone slabs stood behind the house. There were names on the slabs, but the view was too blurry for Talina to see them clearly.

In front of this stone slab, a familiar figure squatted in front of it.

"Muir...Seth?"

After reading the man's name, Talina couldn't help but walk in.

The fog dissipated and the mist disappeared.

Talina took in the scene before her.

Those neatly arranged stone slabs were not just for decoration, they were filled with names and dates...

tombstone.

Muirseth sat quietly in front of the tombstone, quietly weeding the surrounding area.

Her figure shrank into a small ball, and a feeling of sadness unconsciously spread.

"I... grew up in an orphanage in the town of Trendo, which is part of Tremont."

Suddenly, Muirseth's voice sounded in her ears. Talina turned her head and caught a glimpse of Muirseth's profile.

"According to the director, I was abandoned at the door of the orphanage one night, and no one knows who my parents are."

Walking forward with Talina, Muirseth came behind his former self.

“When I was playing with those friends, I realized how different I was.”

"My spells are very special, but they are not Originium techniques. My reaction to Originium is ten times stronger than that of ordinary people. An environment with a slightly higher concentration of Originium will put a strain on my body."

"Who am I really... No one knows, including myself."

Raising his hand, Muirseth looked at the lines on his palm and thought of his own confusion at the beginning.

When you are in a crowd, the kindness of the people around you seems so unfamiliar. They look the same and think the same, but... their core values ​​are completely different.

"So I've been searching for answers since I was little. Funny enough, that's also why I got such good grades."

"Finally, I found the word in a book in college..."

"Elves."

Silently adding, Talina tightened her grip on Muirseth's hand.

The feeling of loneliness was coming from all directions. Looking at Muirseth who was quietly clearing weeds from the grave and hearing the stories in her ears, Talina seemed to be in that ignorant world.

Everything around her was hostile to her, and it was not easy for her to get to where she is today.

"Yes, elf... No, it's not important!"

"Anyway, I found my parents' residence in Tremont, but it had already been owned by someone else."

"I refused to give up, so I followed their trail bit by bit, and finally... my hard work paid off, and I found their residence."

Having said this, Muirseth raised his head and looked directly at the tombstone in front of him.

"These are what you see in front of you. Honestly, this place is so remote that I almost thought I had found the wrong place. The buildings in the village are so old that they look like they are hundreds of years old."

"It was very quiet here. I couldn't find any trace of anyone, so I went to the back mountain. Looking at the pale fir trees blocking my way, I suddenly had a premonition."

Crystal clear tears appeared in Muirses' eyes, but she wiped them away quickly, leaving only the slightly reddened eye sockets to show their presence.

"I later realized that I had come to the wrong place. This is not the elves' home, this is just their cemetery."

"Just like those before them, they rest here, peacefully, forever."

Volume 9: Chapter 87: The Existence of Home...

A sigh was heard, and Muirses, who had been squatting in front of the grave, finally finished clearing the weeds on it and stood up.

She looked up and behind her, then dissipated along with the mist in front of the light pine.

Talina saw those eyes, lifeless, lifeless, and dead silent.

Those were eyes that showed she had lost hope in everything. She was as lonely as a walking corpse. To her, living was a burden.

"This is the world's choice..."

After thinking for a long time, Talina looked at the grave in front of her and couldn't say even a word of comfort.

The characteristics of the elves force them to stay away from modern civilization.

But...how easy is this?