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Chapter 49 Farewell

The ancient and elegant language of the High Elves, with its melodious notes, echoed in his ears.

But from the resolute expression on the girl's face and her hurried tone, Xiu Qi could easily guess what she meant.

He could see the reluctance in the other person's eyes.

If you can't bear to part with him, then why drive him away!

Xiuqi looked at the girl.

At this moment, the elven girl's eyes were like those of a child about to say goodbye to their best friend, pure and innocent.

"Why? What happened?" Xiuqi asked, using both Mandarin and gestures.

Ilulit did not answer, or perhaps it was too late to explain.

Boom—

A sudden, violent gust of wind swept up on the platform outside the treehouse.

That was definitely not a naturally occurring wind.

The wind whistled like metal scraping, as if some powerful being was about to descend.

The treehouse was like a small boat sailing in a storm, rocking violently incessantly, with branches and vines hitting the walls with a crackling sound.

Illustral's face turned pale instantly.

Without further hesitation, she grabbed Xiuqi's wrist and pulled him quickly toward the second floor of the treehouse.

The two climbed the spiral wooden stairs, and in an instant, the second floor of the treehouse appeared before him.

The second floor is smaller than the first floor; this appears to be Illustrious's bedroom.

In the very center is a bed covered with flowers and feathers, and handcrafted artworks hang on the walls.

Illustrated did not linger; she pulled Hugh towards the deepest part of the room.

There stood a huge mirror.

The frame is carved from silvery-white ancient wood, with luminous vines entwined around it.

The mirror is not glass, but a liquid that flows like water and has a mercury-like color.

Xiuqi didn't see his own reflection in the enormous mercury mirror; instead, he saw fragments of other places—

The forest shrouded in gray fog, the bustling streets of Summer Town, and even the iconic Merlin Tower of the Arcane Academy were visible.

This is a magic mirror that allows you to see the place you long for.

The image on the mirror seemed to constantly change according to one's thoughts.

Illust stood before the mercury mirror, and the changing scenes in the mirror stopped, reflecting the image of the girl with platinum-gold hair.

Her eyes were filled with reluctance and sorrow at parting, her lips trembled slightly as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she simply reached out and gently touched his cheek.

That gesture was so gentle that it sent a shiver down Xiu Qi's spine.

Although it's unclear why the elven girl is so panicked, judging from the current situation, the storm outside is accompanied by an extraordinary figure.

Furthermore, the elven girl's eyes revealed neither fear nor dread, but rather pure worry for him.

The visitor's identity is not hard to guess.

"It must be a powerful and exclusive elder in her family, or perhaps the guardian of this secret realm..."

Xiuqi had already realized that he was about to part ways with this innocent and beautiful girl.

He held the elven girl's trembling hand and saw the glistening tears in her eyes.

It's unimaginable how many years such an elfin-like girl lived alone under this dome.

At this moment, she was looking at him with those desperate eyes, filled with reluctance.

"Is it because you can't bear to part with yourself?"

Xiuqi thought silently.

After leaving this secret realm, I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to come back in again.

Will we ever see each other again?

As he spoke, he did something he never expected.

Xiuqi opened his arms and gently embraced the elven girl.

The embrace was clumsy and awkward, without many words, yet it conveyed the endless emotions of two young lives parting.

Ilulit's body stiffened slightly, but she quickly relaxed and even gave him a light hug back.

Like a butterfly's fleeting stay on a petal.

dong dong dong-

Clear footsteps could be heard coming from outside the treehouse.

The low, slow, metallic footsteps made an unsettling "thump-thump" sound with each step on the wooden floor.

Illustrious's face grew even paler, and the urgency and worry in her eyes deepened.

Xiuqi felt a chill almost instinctively; the person downstairs exuded an ancient and cold aura.

A scorching heat, like being poured with magma, emanated from the purple card "Princess Alice" on his chest, and "Moonlight of Bavaria" at his waist emitted a trembling, rapid sound for the first time.

All of this suggests that the powerful figure downstairs is someone he has never seen before in his entire life.

call--

Three rapid short inhalations followed by one long exhalation.

A pure, warm breath instantly gathered in his throat, flowing rapidly through his limbs and bones like an ocean current.

Suddenly, he felt an inexhaustible power within him.

Xiuqi placed his right hand on the sword hilt and reached for the two-star blue card in his pocket with his left.

His eyes were as bright as day, seemingly brimming with boundless fighting spirit.

"Illuit!" A deep, hoarse voice of an elderly woman came from the first floor.

It seems to be calling out to the fairy girl.

His gaze sharpened, and his right hand, gripping the sword, suddenly exerted force.

Clang—

However, the longsword was not drawn.

A pair of long, warm hands instantly gripped Xiuqi's right hand as he drew his sword, and Ilulit shook her head repeatedly with a distressed expression.

"Come with me!" The black-haired boy lowered his eyes, his voice slightly hoarse.

Seemingly understanding Xiuqi's words, Illustrated hesitated slightly before finally shaking her head.

Her long, warm hands gently pressed against the boy's chest, her face filled with a solemn and reluctant farewell.

Xiuqi stared intently into the elven girl's emerald eyes, and asked again with a firm tone:

Will we ever see each other again?

A crystal-clear tear slowly fell.

It landed on Xiu Qi's cold palm, bringing a warm tremor.

He gripped the warmth in his hand, and looked up ahead.

The girl was already in tears.

The boy's dry lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something comforting.

Suddenly, I felt a force coming from my chest, and my body involuntarily leaned backward.

Then came the last scene he saw:

The beautiful elven woman's face was glistening with tears, her hands still raised in a pushing gesture.

A pair of eyes, as clear as emerald lake water, held endless reluctance and sorrow at parting.

Then, a silvery ripple appeared before my eyes.

He passed through the mercury mirror.

Consciousness seemed to be sinking continuously.

His body instantly felt as heavy as if he were wearing a hundred-pound vibranium plate armor.

His gaze pierced through the silvery ripples, and the figure with platinum-gold hair was reflected in his eyes, which were as dark as night.

Her eyes were filled with tears, but her face held a resolute determination.

Her full, red lips moved slightly, and although no sound came out, Xiuqi recognized the word by the shape of her lips.

Because he had just studied very seriously.

"Goodbye!" Xiuqi repeated in her language.

The next instant, the liquid silver light around him suddenly boiled, forming a swirling vortex.

Xiuqi felt a powerful force pulling him downwards.

Immediately afterwards, he was plunged into a sea of ​​silvery light.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he seemed to hear a voice—heavy, slow footsteps, and a deep, ancient voice that seemed to come from the abyss whispering in his ear.

Then, everything returned to darkness.