The Great Forest of Nadashir was the destination of the Giant Wood Clan back then.
They crossed the sea, trekked all the way, and finally found a place to live.
Nadashir, which means a beautiful forest under the light of the silver moon.
After arriving in Nadashir, the original leader of the Giant Wood Clan announced that he would abandon his race of trolls and change his name to Elves.
And he was the first Elven King.
For more than a thousand years, it has been basically an indisputable development, and their footprints and traces of life are all over Nadashir.
This was the case with the villages in front of Ulliel.
For this troll clan, Yuliel had been in contact with it back then, and it felt pretty good.
He thought about finding an elf clan to inquire about the current situation of the elf clan.
So he took the little turtle down from the sky and came to the outermost village gate.
It was early in the morning and the light was breaking.
Bruce the Ranger had just finished his bow and armor and walked out of the house, ready to start the day patrolling.
There is an extraordinary aura on his body, probably a professional at the official level.
In this small village of the Ancestral Elves near the edge of the forest, he is considered a big man.
At this time, just right.
As soon as Bruce reached the entrance of the village, he saw a different kind of winged man walking up from outside the village!
He has silver hair and purple eyes, as powerful as a holy king, heroic and upright, and his momentum is amazing!
There was also a turtle standing on his shoulder.
Such a temperament reminded Bruce of the Supreme Silver Moon King Altais he saw when he served in the royal capital and joined the army.
No, this winged man king is even more powerful than Altaïs, like the difference between the sun and the stars in the sky.
He felt strange in his heart.
"Haven't you heard of such a king among the winged people?"
At first, there were about fifty winged people who followed the Jumu clan to the Finorton Continent, and when they finally arrived in Nadashir, there were only about thirty left.
But for more than a thousand years.
This tribe of winged people has also multiplied to the size of a group of several thousand people, and now belongs to the vassal court of the elves of Nadashir, and has always maintained a good relationship with the elves.
The Winged Terrans have always served in the elven armies and belong to the precious Sky Class.
As a forest ranger, Bruce has a lot of interaction with them, but he also knows that their current leader has always been called "The Leader".
So, who is this winged man in front of him, who is obviously a powerful king at first glance?
He was a little restrained.
This winged man is a big man at first glance.
Opposite Bruce.
Ulliel was also looking at the primordial elf, who was visibly nervous.
Although he was a little uncomfortable with the appearance and form of the current elves, he still took the initiative to speak.
"As you can see, I am a wingman, and I came here after the wingmen who traveled to the east back then! Forgive my curiosity, as I can see, what race you are, and you look a little similar to the trolls of Ferrand. "
Ulliel asked knowingly.
Sure enough, the primordial elf on the opposite side quickly shook his head when he heard Ulliel compare him to the troll.
"Dear Lord Winged Terran from afar, I am Bruce, the ranger of this village. The winged people who fight valiantly in the sky are always the companions of the elves, and I am willing to answer your questions! "
"As you said, we used to be trolls, but you see how we look now, there is a big difference between us and rude trolls, we are now elves!"
"Elves, nice name."
Ulliel smiled slightly.
"Yes, it is said that this is the name of the race that the great ancestor, the first Elven King Otos, gave us after hearing the voice of the silver moon!"
"The Voice of the Silver Moon?"
Ulliel grabbed one of the words.
"That's right, Voice of the Silver Moon!"
Elf Bruce's face is full of adoration!
"Actually, it's the oracle of the goddess of the silver moon. Back then, it was the protection of the goddess that allowed us to come all the way to Nadashir! "
The goddess of the silver moon, why did she appear in the elf clan, isn't she still sleeping in the silver moon?
Ulliel frowned slightly, and his face was a little gloomy.
At this time, he realized that on the clothes of the elven ranger Bruce in front of him, there was a small silver moon logo!
That's great!
The goddess of the silver moon in the sky began to lay out the elf clan before she did this, which he never expected.
At this moment, he desperately wanted to go to the king's capital of the elves to find the reason!
Feeling the change in Ulliel's expression, the ranger was a little dazed, not knowing what was wrong with his answer.
But fortunately, Yuliel's expression quickly returned to normal, and he asked with a smile.
"Okay, Bruce. Now, I want to visit the royal capital of your elven race, can you show me the way? "
"Of course, sir!"
Bruce temporarily placed the equipment and dry food he was holding in his right hand on the ground, and reached out to point in the direction of north-east.
"The royal capital of our clan, Teylan, is in this direction, and the Lord will follow the past. In addition, along the way, there is a good chance that you will run into your fellow Winged Terrans! "
"Their settlement is near the royal capital, and they usually patrol around the royal capital!"
Hearing this, Ulliel patted him on the shoulder and smiled.
"Thank you, Bruce!"
Then he turned and flapped his wings and flew away.
Along.
Ulliel passed through many elven villages and towns, and the closer she got to the elven capital, the denser the population became.
But without exception, under his careful observation, every elven settlement was full of traces of the Silver Moon Goddess.
This made him feel a sense of urgency, and he wondered how the sleeping Lord of the Silver Moon had managed to do all this.