"Hello, friends from the outside world, welcome to Salantir." An elf placed his right hand on his chest, and slowly bowed to Lynch and the others, "If the guests would like to taste the sweet fruits of Heather, please follow me."
"Yes, indeed!" Soka clapped her small hands, "Salantir is an absolutely wonderful place!"
Among everyone, Zilvra always seemed a bit tense. Whenever the elves' green pupils glanced her way, she would shyly avert her purple eyes, gazing at her reflection in the river. However, the elves here did not seem to find this peculiar.
Lynch was not visiting the Elf Kingdom for the first time; many years ago, he had come to this beautiful place with Anna and had stayed for nearly two years. Many elves had seen this human mage and already regarded him as a friend. Upon returning to Salantir this time, Lynch was just as amazed by the scenery as he had been on his first visit.
