Chapter 152

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Chapter 152: Meeting After Two Hundred Years

Lin Lin felt relieved when she saw the Moon Elf.

Although she had a somewhat unpleasant time with Royvald during their last meeting, Lin Lin knew that as long as she asked Royvald for help, this kind-hearted Moon Elf would most likely assist her.

This is the lesson Lin Lin learned while spending time with Norman.

In this world, stereotypes about different races do have some effect. For example, even if they are treated unfairly by the good side or deceived, as long as it doesn’t lead to a complete deadlock, they will still maintain their friendly attitude.

After the Moon Elf chased away the wolves, Lin Lin became even more sure that he meant her no harm.

What caught Lin Lin’s attention was that Royvald was wearing something different from what she had seen before; instead of the neat outfit of a bard, he wore a gray-blue long shirt underneath and a white robe on top, which didn’t seem suitable for traveling. Plus, the Moon Elf’s silver hair was now shoulder-length.

The lifespan of a Moon Elf is incredibly long, and Lin Lin couldn’t even use Royvald’s appearance to guess what time it was now.

However, the surroundings were too dark and empty, and the Red Moon above was still noticeable. After realizing that the Moon Elf noticed she was safe, Lin Lin turned around and hurried after him.

Thanks to the elves’ love of nature, Moon Elves usually prefer to walk, so it wasn’t hard for Lin Lin to catch up.

"Royvald." Lin Lin called out his name twice in a row. It wasn’t until she actually caught up with the Moon Elf that he looked at her with a bit of confusion.

The two people looked at each other.

Lin Lin realized that the Royvald in front of her might not recognize her.

Lin Lin swallowed Royvald’s name, mumbling it softly.

This time, the elf, who seemed calm and indifferent, finally noticed that the human woman in front of him had just said his name.

The elf’s original name was more elegant and hard to read, so to make things easier, they would change their names into words that sounded similar in the common language, but sometimes the names would change a lot.

For example, the Moon Elf Royvald’s name in elf language sounds very different from the common language name Royvald.

"You know me," said the Moon Elf, his bright green eyes fixed on Lin Lin.

Elves usually had good memories, and he didn’t know many humans, so Royvald could not find a familiar image of Lin Lin in his mind.

"Excuse me, what year is it now?" Lin Lin asked.

Royvald noticed how much the woman cared about time.

The elves did not mark time in the same way humans did, but right now, Royvald had an easy way for anyone to know what time it was, "The second year after the great battle between the Light Camp and the Dark Camp."

"I see…" the human woman said, looking a bit thoughtful.

Royvald quietly watched the woman in front of him and realized that she was indeed alone here, which seemed different from his understanding of human life in groups.

She definitely seemed to be facing a problem.

"Royvald," the woman said his name again, in the elven language.

Although it was a bit awkward, it had been a while since the wandering elf had heard his elven name, and it made him miss the elven forest a little.

"We will meet again in two hundred years."

The human woman said this.

–

It turns out it is not "time reversal," but "time travel."

Following the Moon Elf, Lin Lin looked up at the sky.

Because the Demon King Castle’s trips to the past all took her to times she had experienced, Lin Lin thought it was like a game save being "reversed" again and again. Now returning to two hundred years ago was truly a strange feeling.

As always, the Moon Elf trusted humans completely. Royvald fully accepted Lin Lin’s time travel story and even explained to her that the place they were in was once considered wasteland in the demon realm. Only after Dark Camp was defeated did the original land become abandoned, and they began focusing on reclaiming this area.

"Yes…" Lin Lin gazed at the empty area, "This place will become prosperous."

Royvald shifted his gaze to Lin Lin, "Really? What is the demon realm like two hundred years later?"

"It is quite peaceful… a village?" Lin Lin always felt that the development in the demon realm was not very good. Outside, there were already towns, but the demon realm still seemed quite conservative.

But then again, since it was a newly reclaimed area, it couldn’t be expected to be too advanced. Moreover, the demon race and humans have different priorities in life.

"That’s not bad," Royvald said in a calm tone, praising the future demon realm, "Before this, the demon realm was like a gladiator arena, very unstable."

Lin Lin smiled with a question mark above her head, completely unaware of what the so-called "gladiator arena" looked like, but just thinking about it made her very glad she didn’t live in that era.

"What about you, Mr. Royvald?" When Lin Lin needed something from others, she always gave them her utmost respect, "Why are you in the demon realm?"

"There is a flower that only bears fruit once every twenty years, and I want to collect some rare fruits," Royvald replied.

It seemed like a task that was completely unimportant, perfectly matching the Moon Elf’s thinking that one only becomes an acquaintance after fifty years.

"May I ask if you could take me to Demon King Castle?" Lin Lin asked.

It was quite a bold request, but because Lin Lin was directionally challenged, she was very worried about dying of thirst in this wasteland if she was alone.

To Lin Lin’s surprise, Royvald showed simple confusion about this task.

"Maybe you didn’t understand my point," the Moon Elf said, "The failure of Dark Camp means that there is no longer a Demon King Castle."

Lin Lin blinked her eyes. The common language of the Moon Elf was very standard, but at that moment, she seemed to find it hard to understand the other person’s meaning.

"No Demon King Castle means…" Lin Lin asked a foolish question.

The Moon Elf in front of her patiently answered, "It means it is gone."

Lin Lin looked down at the sandy ground beneath her feet, feeling a moment of confusion.

After the Demon King Castle was gone, she seemed to suddenly lose her direction. She thought at least those few long-lived officials should still be there.

Lin Lin said, "Can we look together again? I might still remember a little."

The demon realm, which Lin Lin usually thought was a hidden disaster, the volcano, became an important landmark as she awkwardly followed the direction towards the Demon King Castle in her memory.

Halfway there, Lin Lin knew the Moon Elf was right.

It was indeed too empty here; everything was clear to see from afar.

The ground measured by her legs was only a small part of the demon realm. Lin Lin stopped, and her deep blue skirt swayed in the cold wind.

Just recently, she remembered practicing spells alone in the yard of Demon King Castle, but now she could not find Demon King Castle.

The Moon Elf’s gaze fell on Lin Lin again, wondering why she had stopped.

"No need to look," Lin Lin said.

"Then you should cover the demon race mark on your neck," the Moon Elf said.

–

Royvald believed that humans, as social creatures, should stay together with their kind.

Lin Lin did not argue with his opinion, and she really had nowhere to go.

The two needed to walk from the demon realm to the nearest human town.

After a long journey, Lin Lin realized that something was wrong.

Before this, Lin Lin mostly used magic circles, so she was a bit unclear about the distance between the demon realm and the human world.

But Lin Lin remembered that it did not take them so long to walk when she and Felix were together.

"Is it possible for us to take a shortcut?" Lin Lin suggested to Royvald, "Like going towards the water and then flying up through a deep cave."

Lin Lin had once been carried on the shoulders of a Dark Elf, like a big sack of rice, to a human village.

"There is such a route," Royvald looked at Lin Lin, "but I can’t fly. Can you fly?"

Lin Lin was very surprised, "Huh? Can’t elves fly?"

Felix can definitely fly!

Royvald made a not-so-good face, as if he was thinking of something unpleasant, "Oh… there are some bad ones among the elves that can fly. Do you know any Dark Elves?"

Lin Lin’s expression was determined, "I don’t know them."

Lin Lin did not hesitate to end her friendship with the Dark Elf.

Royvald gave Lin Lin a doubtful glance a few times, and finally, he reluctantly believed her answer.

Moon Elves are a very quiet race. Royvald does not speak much; he prefers to spend time on music and wood carving.

Lin Lin guessed that Royvald was not interested in humans yet, but that he would become more talkative later.

The two sat by the river. The Moon Elf picked some fruits, while Lin Lin quietly released a scary-looking fish back into the water, feeling that it could be poisonous.

The plan to make fish soup turned into just boiling water.

Royvald shared some fruits with Lin Lin, and they sat by the campfire, munching on the fruits.

Royvald gave most of the food to Lin Lin. Compared to humans, elves use less energy and can wait a while before getting more food.

As Lin Lin continued to nibble on the fruit, the Moon Elf took off the large bag from his back and pulled out a lute from inside.

Lin Lin remembered the last time she heard this tune, the Moon Elf asked her for money.

Lin Lin felt nervous; she did not have extra money to give him now. She didn’t know how long she would stay here, and the few coins in her pocket were very important.

Fortunately, the Moon Elf did not seem to notice her nervousness. Royvald held the lute close and tested a few notes.

A clean and ancient sound came out.

Lin Lin looked up at the sky and thought that the use of such an old instrument in this desolate place was just right.

She gazed at the Red Moon and heard a few notes.

After the Moon Elf finished testing the notes, he began to play for real.

It was a melody with highs and lows that had no pattern, and each note landed at surprising points.

It wasn’t just the wrong pitch; the length of the notes made it very confusing, and just listening made her feel a shortness of breath and a sense of bewilderment.

Lin Lin never thought that one day she would describe a piece of music as "hard to understand."

She completely lost the sadness of gazing at the moon in the night. Lin Lin pulled her gaze back and looked at Royvald in shock, "What is this?"

"It’s a lute," the Moon Elf replied.

No, that’s not what I meant.

"Is this how the song is played?" Lin Lin had always been someone who cared about others’ feelings, but at this moment, she was too shocked.

"Yes," the Moon Elf said confidently.

Lin Lin looked down.

Royvald thought the conversation with Lin Lin was over, so he placed his hands back on the lute.

Lin Lin said, "I will give you a gold coin, so please stop playing."