Chapter four hundred and seventieth determination
Catalian sat in the central garden of the Farosi Mansion, and the ice-blue vertical pupils unique to the Ice Dragon line swept across the others sitting in the garden.
A guardian, a powerful undead lord, and a humble and hateful human.
In Catalian's long years, it was completely unimaginable how these three completely different races sat happily together and drank tea.
What Catalian couldn't understand even more was that the former priest of the Holy Tree and the most obedient and well-behaved elf priest Tailin became a member of them!
Judging from the attitude of the Lord of the Undead towards Tailin, she seems to like Tailin very much.
Shouldn’t the undead who have always been with death hate the Tree of the World? After all, the Tree of the World is a huge gathering of life energy.
Catalian's thoughts were a little confused. The ice dragon felt that during the period when he was dominated by gray fog, the world seemed to have become a little different from before.
“Is black tea OK?”
Qiao Xiu handed over a cup of black tea to the ice dragon who looked male.
However, based on the information provided by the Dark Elf, Qiao Xiu learned that every asylum in the World Tree is genderless, they are the ‘only’ individuals, and each death symbolizes another rebirth.
As a human figure, the appearance is like a fraudster, and no matter what it becomes, it will be determined according to their preferences.
Catalian did not take the black tea handed over by Qiao Xiu, although Binglong relied on his sense of smell to confirm that there was no 'toxin' in the black tea.
Cocatalian didn't come here for afternoon tea!
"Tailin."
Catalian's eyes softened instantly as he looked at the Frost Elf.
This ice dragon was not in the mood to consider why the guardian and the Lord of the Dead appeared in human cities.
The original purpose of Catalian's visit to Nolan was to keep the holy tree away from those dangerous humans!
"Get out of here with me," said Catalian.
In Catalian's memory, Tailin was the most obedient among the twelve frost elve priests, and also the elf closest to Catalian.
The Frost Elf clan blessed by Catalian for thousands of years, watching the Frost Elf in front of him from childhood to adulthood.
When Tailin was still young, Catalian often sang sleeping songs to make her fall asleep.
This relationship between a mentor and a mother-daughter is much more reliable than the "friends" she met in Nolan.
“Asylum…”
At this moment, Tailin's answer was very hesitant.
This ice dragon overlooked a very important element, that is, the little girl who could only fall asleep while humming a sleeping song every day, has now grown up completely!
Tailin looked at Qiao Xiu who was sitting next to her, and Qiao Xiu shrugged her shoulders and said that she could not give any advice.
So after a few seconds of silence, Tailin raised her head and looked at Catalian again.
"Sorry, asylum...I can't leave this city!"
The tone of Tailin's words was not as soft as usual, but full of determination.
"Can't? Are they threatening you?" Catalian's vertical pupils glanced at Qiao Xiu, as if they had misunderstood Qiao Xiu's shrugging action just now.
Before Qiao Xiu could defend himself, Tailin immediately shook her head and rejected Catalian's thoughts.
"No, that's not the case."
"Tailin, have you forgotten who destroyed our homeland?"
Catalian's eyes glanced at Cili, who was sitting next to Josie.
This ice dragon has great prejudice against humans, but this time, Ciri not only did not look afraid of Catalian, but instead glared at Catalian.
Even the mini-deathwing standing on Cili's shoulder spit out a small fireball like a demonstration.
"I haven't forgotten... Of course I haven't forgotten." Tailin held her hands tightly, and a little sad expression appeared on her face. Under Catalian's reminder, Tailin recalled that nightmare day again.
"I watched helplessly as those people in the grey fog killed my mother and father, but they were helpless. Even if I covered my ears, I could hear everyone's crying. Elder Kussi and Priest Keltia... were all in the blood." Tailin muttered to herself, "In the end, I was the only one who escaped in the snow. Even if I luckily came to the human world, I could only hide in the dark corner and tremble."
Catalian listened to Tailin's narrative, his anger faded a little, and the ice dragon's heart was filled with self-blame.
So Catalian made his tone softer as much as possible.
"Tailin and I leave this city, it is said that no human will be stepped on by the high elves, and it is even more impossible for humans to hurt you."
"Asylum, Nolan's everyone did not hurt me." Tailin raised her head and looked at Catalian's gaze again.
"That's just a superficial phenomenon. The hearts of those guys are made of mud and water. When you are unprepared, you will realize how dirty it is."
Catalian stared at Tailin, bringing the majesty between dragons and elders.
Tailin felt the pressure under the pressure of the dragon. Xili wanted to go up and say a few words to Tailin, but was stopped by Qiao Xiu. Qiao Xiu also stopped the skeleton man.
Only Tailin himself can convince this ice dragon, and the participation of others will only make the relationship more tense.
"I know not everyone can call it 'kindness', but..." A white cat emitting a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in Tailin's palm.
"Holy Tree."
Catalian kept thinking about taking Tailin away, but ignored the will of the World Tree that was lying in Tailin's hands.
After the Tree of World is destroyed, if you want to be reborn, you can only use the most basic seed state.
Catalian didn't know how many years it took to go from seeds to germination, but the nutrients for the growth of the tree of the world are the beliefs of the frost elves.
Logically speaking, the only belief in the Holy Tree is now Tailin.
But judging from the aura emitted by the white cat, this is definitely not a level that Tailin can achieve when his faith alone gathers.
"With the help of Mr. Qiao Xiu, the people of Nolan can hear my singing and the stories I tell every day. The stories he wrote by Mr. Qiao Xiu are very interesting... not right." Tailin was obviously a little panicked and realized that she was off topic. She sorted out the language again and said, "Anyway, the people of Nolan like my singing and the stories written by Mr. Qiao Xiu!"
"What can this prove?" Catalian said impatiently. The elves' singing sounds were not very beautiful to dragons, let alone those humans.
"Because I also like the songs I sing, and the stories Mr. Joseph wrote!" Tailin's eyes kept staring at Catalian. At this moment, Catalian saw something called 'Determination' in the eyes of the frost elf. "I believe that people who like the same songs and stories as I like... must be good people!"
When Catalian heard what Tailin said, he should have ridiculed everything she said was illogical, but Catalian noticed the most critical point.
Those humans provide nourishment for the holy tree!
How can humans...providing nutrients for holy trees, or how can those humans worship the tree of the world!
"And when the Holy Tree Eluxi was still a seed, the haze of gray fog still enveloped it. It was Mr. Qiaoxiu and Nolan who saved Eluxi and me." Before Tailin could finish her next sentence, she was interrupted by Catalian.
"The erosion of gray fog is attached to the holy tree in the seed state?" Catalian looked at the white cat incredibly, as if asking 'How did you survive'.
The white cat yawned lazily. After scratching his chin with his claws, he opened his squinting eyes and looked at Qiao Xiu.
Catalian's eyes also followed the white cat's gaze and looked at Qiao Xiu, who was holding black tea to watch the show.
"Well, this... I'll explain it."
Chapter completed!