Al is 80 years old this year.
For as long as he can remember, he has often heard his grandfather talk about the once glorious history of the race.
Once, they had the largest empire in the world.
Once, they built the most brilliant civilization in the world.
However, after the disaster, the clansmen fell to the ranks and were cursed, and gradually went into decline.
He couldn't imagine how prosperous the ethnic group was a thousand years ago. In his opinion, such a prosperous world was like a myth and legend.
In his memory, the real life is always hiding and wandering...
However, his grandfather believed that everything would be fine.
"Al, you have to remember that we are a great silver race. The current decline is only temporary. Once the mother goddess returns, our era will definitely come back again."
His grandfather used to say that.
Al once asked grandpa, who is the mother goddess?
And grandpa told him that the mother goddess is the greatest existence in the world, the real master of this world, and the kind mother who blesses them...
"So... do we also have our own gods?"
he asked in surprise.
"Silly boy."
Grandpa patted his head and looked fanatical and pious:
"Mother God, she is not a mere god, but a real ancient god!"
From that day on, Al had been full of expectations for the Mother Goddess.
He longs for a happy and stable life, and also longs to have a small garden of his own.
However... until the day his grandfather died, he still did not see the return of the mother goddess.
But even so, he still firmly believes in his grandfather's words...
Until that day...
A group of hideous-looking orcs finally discovered their settlement. After a brutal battle, the young men died in battle, while women and children became captives...
Among them, including him and two other sisters.
At this time, Al realized that the life of wandering and hiding is not the saddest.
The most difficult thing is that the family is destroyed and the family is reduced to a prisoner.
The detained ethnic women gradually disappeared one by one.
And they were imprisoned in a small stone prison by the orcs, without seeing the light of day.
Every day, only the green fruit is enough to satisfy my hunger.
According to the orcs, they want to wait for the human caravan to pass by and sell Al and the others for a good price...
Humanity...
Al shuddered.
If orcs are demons, then humans are undoubtedly demon lords...
When he was in the tribe, he heard countless tragic stories of those who had become slaves to mankind...
Those cunning, greedy, lewd bastards can do anything.
At this moment, he even wanted to starve to death.
But when he thought of the other two sisters, his heart softened.
"Al, you are a boy, you must protect your sisters well."
Before he died, this was his grandfather's last warning to him.
Thinking of this, Al clenched his fists...
"Grandpa... I'm really useless... I'm really useless..."
As time went on, Al also became more and more desperate.
However, in the face of his two young sisters, he had to be strong and cheer himself up.
He was thinking of a way to escape all the time, but...the Orcs were staring at them too hard.
This has been going on for several months.
until today...
With a "stab" sound, the prison door that had not been opened for a long time was finally opened.
Al shuddered and looked out vigilantly, while his two younger sisters hid behind him like frightened deer.
"Is this day finally here? Is this... going to sell us?"
Al clenched his fists... At the same time, he began to think about how to take the opportunity to escape.
However, the half-orcs did not come in, but threw a bound figure in, then turned and left.
Al was slightly taken aback and looked at the figure.
"Fine... elf?!"
This... was the first time he saw the clan after a few months.
It was a very strange elf.
He was covered in blood, seriously injured, his face was abnormally pale, and his breath was weak.
However, his eyes were very bright.
With just one glance, Al felt like he couldn't take his eyes off of him.
This clan is very different. He seems to have a fearless aura about him, which Al has never seen in other people.
His eyes were not as dull and cloudy as the previous clansmen.
There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, with a different kind of unruly, as if everything in this world was taken lightly by him.
He even stuck out his tongue ruthlessly at the opponent's back when the orc turned around!
This is an interesting guy...
And, full of energy and hope!
Such character, Al has never seen it in the elves.
For a time, his heart was full of curiosity.
After hesitating for a moment, he said softly:
"You... are you okay?"
The other party seemed to be startled. When he turned around and saw Al, he couldn't help but shouted:
"Fuck! Elf?"
Al was startled by his voice and ducked back slightly.
He saw the strange elf in front of him's complexion changed several times, and now he was delighted, then excited, and now very complicated.
Al hesitated for a moment, then asked again:
"That...you shed a lot of blood..."
"Are you really okay?"
After that, Al's expression softened when he saw this strange elf.
The other party nodded, coughing blood and smiling:
"Cough, I'm fine."
Al: …
"You...you vomited blood!"
He didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the other party untie.
"You...are you also caught?"
He asked curiously while wrapping the wound with a cloth strip.
And after being liberated, this strange elf first nodded and then shook his head:
"No, I'm just a well-behaved locator."
Al: …
...
Al found again that this strange elf also spoke strangely.
After further contact, Al found that although this elf was a little strange, he was a very gentle and optimistic person.
They start chatting.
This strange elf told a lot of interesting stories, which Al and his sisters liked very much.
He knows a lot, and there are always some ideas that Al has never thought of, and all kinds of bizarre and fun stories make Al addicted.
Gradually, he fell in love with this interesting guy.
And through chat, Al also knew the origin of this elf.
He came from a far, far away place, a warrior summoned by the goddess.
Goddess?
Hearing this word, Al was curious:
"Brother Demacia, do elves still believe in other true gods?"
At this time, he saw the other party smile, and his expression became a little deep in an instant.
"Are you saying..."
His expression became very pious.
I saw him draw a tree symbol on his chest and said solemnly:
"There is only one goddess in my heart!"
Seeing that symbol, Al was stunned for a moment.
Because of this symbol, his grandfather has drawn countless times!
The goddess of elves... does it really exist?
He...was summoned by the mother goddess?
For a moment, Al felt a little dazed.
"Al."
In a trance, Al heard the other party calling him.
He turned his head and saw Big Brother Demacia's gaze.
Demacia looked out of the cell, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, with a wicked smile.
Al looked at his line of sight and found that there were four more orcs in the cave at some point.
"Our allies are here."
Al heard him say that.