The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

"Well~~ I'm talking about going to the Temple of Life." Ir replied softly.

Ramir just walked to Ir's side and poured himself a glass of clear moonlight. Hearing Ir's words, he was a little surprised:

"Hey~~?? It just happened. The tree house I applied for you is at the border of Spring Village and Dark Moon Village. Although it's a bit far, it's also a good place. At least it's just the same distance from both sides."

The elves are too efficient.

It's only been a few minutes? It's solved in less than five minutes? ?

If this is placed in the Hutt Empire, it will take at least three to five years to get it done?

And it's even the same distance from both sides.

There is such a thing? ?

I always feel that there seems to be something wrong. It was arranged clearly.

Alok scratched his head in some confusion.

Ir seemed to see that Alok was a little confused, so he put his arm around Alok's arm and said to Ramil with a smile:

"Okay then. Let's go quickly. Time waits for no one."

Hearing this, Ramil drank the glass of clear moonlight in one gulp, put down the glass and said:

"No problem. I just saw that Dabai and Xiaohei haven't gone far. We can just ride them over."

Ah? ? The pace of the elves is too fast. . .

Or is this the habit of the elves?

Alok felt a little confused. But he still followed Ir and Ramil and rode on Xiaohei's back.

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The Spring Village is the village where the goddess of life is located.

It is famous for the clear spring in it. It is now also called the spring of life.

The goddess relies on the spring water to nourish the land of the Dark Moon Forest.

The clear springs are spread all over the Spring Village, and almost every well is a small clear spring. It's just that people here use it for drinking.

On the way from Darkmoon Village to Spring Village, there are more and more streams and springs, flowing freely on the ground and converging into rivers.

The rivers are very shallow, but they divide the forest into areas. They can barely be called islands.

Each area is occasionally connected by a small bridge, but most of them are separated on both sides.

As for how the elves get from this island to the other side, they basically rely on the wide branches of the connected clear trees and tall mangroves.

A network of roads is formed above the treetops.

It looks like a viaduct.

It is completely different from Darkmoon Village.

And Ramil brought Alok and Il to the edge of the Spring Village.

This happened to be a separate island with a spring on it, flowing with clear springs.

Xiaohei and Dabai were unwilling to move forward, seemingly because they were afraid of getting their fur wet. And letting them climb trees doesn't seem to be a good choice. Because they are too wide.

Ramil simply let them go. She led the two of them up a spiral wooden ladder to the crown of the tree of clarity.

When she came to the wide branches, she seemed a little unsure. She scratched her head and gently tapped the thick trunk, calling out loudly:

"Sir Mafak. Is this here? There are too many roads in Fountain Village. I am a little confused."

She placed her right hand on the trunk, closed her eyes and felt the resonance of nature.

After a moment, she opened her eyes, turned her head and said to Il:

"Yes, it's here. The two tree houses over there were just built for you by Sir Mafak today. There is no decoration inside, you have to take care of it yourself."

Today, just built today? ?

"Sir Mafak still has this function?" Alok asked with his eyes wide open.

Ramir explained with a smile: "Well, many tree houses were built by Lord Mafak. You just need to apply. But you must get the consent of the Council of Elders."

Uh~~~

Erok immediately sighed: "Okay. It's really convenient. The real estate industry has been contracted by Lord Mafak. It seems that there is no need to worry about the housing price anymore."

Ramir pinched his waist in confusion, and then said:

"What are you talking about? Okay, I'll take you here. If you want to go to the Temple of Life, you can definitely go upstream along the stream. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Okay. Thank you, sister Ramir." Il said with a smile.

She waved to Ramir, and after seeing Ramir leave, she walked towards the two rooms on her own.

Looking closely, they were two tree houses made of brown-green vines as thick as thighs.

The shape was a little irregular, but it was generally a square with rounded corners.

The door was ordinary log color, which was somewhat similar to Ramir's room.

The window is a square gap deliberately formed by vines, which looks very pastoral.

Il chose the room on the inside, while Alok was in the room on the outside, diagonally opposite Il.

There was only a small bed made of vines, two small chairs and a desk in the room.

The whole room seemed a bit empty, unlike Ramir's room, which looked full of life and art.

Indeed, the problem of housing was solved, and the remaining decoration problem was his own problem.

"Remember this place, don't get lost. There are many roads in Darkmoon Village and Spring Village, and it's easy to get lost." Il's voice sounded outside.

Although Alok hadn't finished reading, he still responded:

"Don't worry. Historians never get lost. Are we going to the temple now? Don't you need to rest?"

"That's fine. The Temple of Life opens at dawn. We can go there at dawn. There's only half an hour left until dawn, so we can walk there." Ir walked into Alok's room and said after thinking for a while.

"I think so too. Now I want to decorate it. It looks too monotonous now." Alok pointed to the empty room and said.

"It's up to you. We still have a lot of time. I'll fix it up when I become an elf." Ir leaned against the door and said casually.

Alok turned his head and looked at Ir, shrugged, and replied: "The main thing is that I don't know how to clean it up. Who cares. Let's go to the Temple of Life..."

"That's right." Ir answered casually.

Following Ramir's instructions, they followed a stream under the tree and successfully reached the central area in less than an hour.

It was already covered with a layer of fog at dawn, gray and blocked the morning sun. The elves couldn't see the sun.

No wonder the elves are so white, maybe because they can't see the sun.

This is a small lake.

Well~~~ It can also be said to be a huge spring.

Surrounding the spring is a patch of mangroves soaked in water.

Some tall stone buildings with moss on the outer walls are located in the mangroves. There is the Temple of Life.

It is different from the one in the Dusk Forest. After all, it is the main store, right?

Wading through the clear and shallow lake, the two walked into the Temple of Life openly.

Il sat on the stone steps at the door, as if waiting for something. So Alok asked softly:

"Who are we waiting for?"

"Emiel. Spring priest. She will help us solve the problem of the elf transformation ceremony." Il replied while looking at the outside of the temple.

"Hmm~~ The names of the elves are really similar. Emiel, Ramir, Ariel, Daniel... Hmm~~~" Alok shrugged and sighed.

"It is very similar. Hi, she is here." Il said excitedly when he saw the lazy figure in the distance.

"Pastor Amir. I brought my brother." Ir went to the elf with half-golden hair and raised his voice to speak in Elvish.

Fortunately, Alok could understand.

"Oh? Really? So soon. The problem is solved?" Amir obviously didn't expect Ir to come to her early in the morning.

"Of course. My brother agreed." Ir said excitedly.

Amir glanced in the direction of Alok and asked:

"Well~~~ then it is also the goddess's intention to hold the ceremony as soon as possible. Have you collected enough funds?"

"Of course, my brother is very rich!" Ir said, patting his chest.