Stepping on the soft grass, walking among the blooming wild flowers, you smell the fragrance of plants in your nose, and hearing the rustling sound of leaves when they rub. If you have to use one word to describe this grass in the forest, then only the word "quiet" can be described. Yes, quiet, strange quiet.

The initial tree was not just a few square kilometers around the tree. There were insects and countless insects. On summer nights, it was the world of insects. In the soil, under the trees, in the roots, among the leaves, there were insects chirping everywhere. The squeaking sounds were connected into a piece, like a light concerto. But the more these insects chirped, the more the quietness around them was highlighted. Not only insects, but many people, under the canopy of the world tree, there were at least nearly a thousand people of all ethnic groups, but everyone seemed to be infected by the surrounding environment. The conversation deliberately lowered the sound, immersing the entire canopy under the canopy. Even if occasionally people intoxicated in their own world emitted too high volume, it was only a moment, and soon returned to silence. The faint sound of conversation could not even be overwhelmed by the cry of insects.

Such a quiet environment occurs because there are very few people talking. Although nearly a thousand people sit on vines, sit around tables, walk between counters, or simply lie on soft grass, except for some people sitting around the table drinking, others rarely talk to each other, but do their own things. Even those who drink, most of them raise their glasses silently and drink silently.

Such an environment makes the arrival of a group of visitors and elves more obvious. As soon as everyone stepped onto the grass, most of the people in the grass had already discovered it. However, it was just a discovery. Most of the elves who were sitting or lying in a daze seemed to have no attention to this group of visitors. In their consciousness, there was only someone approaching. As for who the person who came and what the purpose was, it had nothing to do with them and was not worthy of their attention.

Others are fine. They did not fully focus on their own world and soon discovered the identity of the visitor. It seems that these elves had known that these visitors would appear here for a long time, without any surprise at all. They just bowed slightly to His Majesty Flar and smiled kindly to the visitors. They no longer paid attention to these visitors. Instead, there were some elves who were more familiar with a visitor, who would greet their friends with a smile, but they did not mean to come over to talk.

"This is also one of the reasons why many intelligent creatures mistakenly think that we are arrogant. When facing most of our friends, everyone basically has this attitude. People who are not familiar with us will think that we are cold, but those who are familiar with us know that this is just a habit." Flar also pressed the volume to a minimum like the people around him. He explained to the girls: "We don't make friends often, but once we make a friend, we will treat each other sincerely. It's just that our way of getting along with friends is special. We advocate nature, so when we get along with friends, we are always used to maintaining this level of nature, not deliberately doing anything, nor deliberately deepening our friendship. We can pay any price for our friends when we need it, but when we don't need it, it's the best to maintain this sense of distance and let everything develop naturally. This is not only a habit of getting along with friends from other races, but even friends in the clan are the same."

"But you are not like that." Catherine asked in a low voice, "and Mr. Moore, I don't give me that impression."

"Isn't it really not?" Flar asked with a faint smile: "Are you confused the distance we keep from our friends and the impression caused by our concept of time?"

Catherine was stunned. The girl suddenly thought that the queen had always loved Panis deeply, but had never taken the initiative to do anything. When Flar knew that Panis was in the capital, Catherine asked herself that if it were her, she would definitely find a reason to take the initiative to run to the capital, and even stay in the capital. But Flar was not until a few years later when he came to the capital once because of his visit. Including the time he was pulled by the Winged Man Gemini on the grassland and asked for help from the Dragon Mountains, he only met three times, and after each meeting, he left quickly, as if he was not nostalgic at all. The Knights used to be the young master

The Jurchen thought that it was because of the insensitive elves to time that she had delayed for so long before she appeared in the Saint Capital. However, after Flar reminded her, Catherine quickly felt the slight difference between the two. Indeed, as Flar said, Her Majesty the Queen always maintained this strange attitude even when facing the deeply loved Panis. When she had the opportunity to meet, everyone would happily live together, help and support each other, and once the time for separation came, she would leave freely. Even if she was separated at both ends of the world, she would only witness this friendship or love with a faint thought.

Not only her, but if you think about it carefully, Moore seems to be the same. When you meet your friends, you can face danger together. Even when you are in the City of Innocence, you will not retreat when facing the legendary captains of the thief system. However, after separation, you can disappear from now on, even if the other party's life has come to an end.

"I understand, this is our habit." Flar smiled and shook his head, "or rather, it is the habit left over from our race since the Third Age, which is difficult to change."

"If this habit is found to its root, it is actually related to their long life." Panis said: "Human life is short, so he is used to keeping every minute of time with friends or relatives. Because if he doesn't keep it, the time he can be together becomes shorter. But they are different. They have time. For races with shorter lifespans than them, they are always there and seem to never change, so they..."

"You are now in this ranks, Kyle." Antuine interrupted Panis: "Slowly you will also realize our feelings about time and feelings, which is the price you pay for immortality. So, don't say anything about 'them', you are also one of 'them'."
Chapter completed!