Chapter 1004 - Chapter 119: Elf's Sense of Alienation

Walking on the soft grass and between the blooming wildflowers, what filled my nose was the fragrance of plants, and the rustling sound that came to my ears from the friction of the leaves. If I had to use one word to describe this meadow in the forest, it would only be 'quiet' that could do so, yes, quiet, an oddly quiet.