Chapter 1642 The Issue of the Teacher and His Wife Having a Baby Has to Be Put on the Agenda

Princess Norrell smiled and spread her arms.

Face the breeze, face the flowing clouds, face... face the moonlight that shines down once again after the day and night cycle.

On the shadow of the World Tree, every leaf, every branch, and the thick and straight trunk were coated with a faint silver light.

For a moment, the silver light swirled and penetrated the tree, and the World Tree solidified little by little under the shining of the silver moon.

"Ms. Silver Moon, we are your children, we are your favored race..." On the ground, Idian and Ash Moonsong sang prayer songs side by side.

Even Appa ran to the top of the mountain and stood beside them. The child with a pair of antlers on his head clasped his hands, held a handful of moonlight, stumbled, and sang along with them:

"Your light will always shine on us and guide us on the way home..."

If it were Evermeet Island, if it was Silver Moon Festival, there would be thousands of elves playing musical instruments and singing songs praising Lady Silver Moon. However, even if there are only two elves singing, or even no one singing, it doesn’t matter——

The elves are originally the children favored by Lady Silver Moon. The royal family of elves have been the priests of Lady Silver Moon since ancient times. There are even rumors that the Elf Royal Family are descendants of Lady Silver Moon...

When Princess Norrel enters the legend, Lady Silver Moon will naturally give her blessings, so why does she need others to sing her praises?

The shadow of the World Tree gradually solidified and then gradually converged. It descends little by little, and the shape of the crown, branches, leaves, and trunks also blurs little by little. At this time, the Lord of Thunder's heart was in his throat:

Whether it succeeds or not depends on this moment!

From virtuality to reality, from energy converging into matter, from virtual shadow into substance. Climbing into the legend is the last step. If you take it well, you will reach the sky in one step. If you don’t do it well...

"Ms. Silver Moon, please protect Norrell." He never believed in gods, let alone the gods of elves. Even on the Silver Moon Festival, he only listened to prayer songs and bowed his head to show respect.

However, at this moment, he looked up at the silver moon sincerely and prayed in a low voice:

"She is the princess of the elves, the daughter of the elven royal family who has believed in you and worshiped you for generations. Divine blood flows in her veins... She worships the silver moon, loves nature, and has always kept your teachings and precepts in mind. In my heart..."

"Don't worry." A hoarse chuckle suddenly sounded. The Lord of Thunder suddenly turned his head and saw that the Time Dragon Sainz had returned to his human form and was staggering back.

He didn't even bother to take a look at the green hut full of white flowers, the vibrant grass outside the hut, and the figures in the hut.

"The river of time has ended." Facing the confused gaze of the Lord of Thunder, Time Dragon Sainz shrugged boredly:

"There's nothing to see in the back..."

With a "relaxed" look on his face, he walked out of the crowd and walked away. The Lord of Thunder could not rest assured and continued to stand at the entrance of the valley, looking forward to it.

The moon moved across the sky inch by inch, until the silver moon set in the west and the sun burst out. The door of the hut opened with a creak, and Princess Norrell slowly walked out, nodding and smiling at him.

She seemed not to have changed at all, but also seemed to be completely different. From the tips of the hair to the feet, there is a shallow halo, like pearls, like light mist.

His eyes are bright and energetic, and between his brows, there is a noble and mysterious brilliance.

This is the brilliance and demeanor that only a legend can have, or, to put it more clearly, this is a vision that only occurs when a legend has just become a legend and his power has not yet been fully restrained.

"Norrell!"

The Lord of Thunder dodged and teleported to the door of the hut. The elf princess opened her arms and threw herself into his arms:

"I succeeded. - I succeeded..." She put her cheek against her husband's shoulder and whispered repeatedly:

"I have entered the legend...Kristen, from now on, we can be together forever, for a long time..."

Elves are immortal species, but their lives also have an end. The longevity brought by racial blood does not always depend on advancement. The longevity brought by relying on the essential change of life force is more reliable.

The body will weaken and the soul will decay. Only by standing at the legendary level can we smile and watch the clouds roll and relax, and overlook the passage of time.

"Yes, from now on, we can always be together." The Lord of Thunder stroked her hair gently, and after a while, he took her hand and led her out.

Outside the valley, emerald dragons, green dragons, gold dragons and silver dragons, the dragon clan who came to watch and experience, as well as nature priests and magicians, have been waiting for a long time. At this moment, we can finally gather around to congratulate her:

"Congratulations to Her Majesty the Princess for joining the Legend."

"Congratulations on entering the realm of mystery."

"May nature always take care of you."

"May the silver moon always shine on your path——"

Gretel lined up honestly in the queue, following Senior Sister Philby. After the legends had finished congratulating themselves and the congratulations from outsiders, it was his and his senior sister's turn to go up.

After saluting and saying congratulations, they exited in order, leaving their seats to the natural priests and magicians. Philby turned away and looked at her junior brother slowly walking behind, pausing every step and turning back every three steps. She couldn't help but come to pick him up:

"What's wrong? Walk faster and don't take up a seat! If you have anything to ask, please ask later in private. There are many opportunities!"

"Yeah..." Grete nodded honestly and was carried away by his senior sister.

After walking out for a long time, he looked back at the teacher and his wife who were surrounded by the crowd, then turned around and looked at Idian and Ash Yuege, and his pace slowed down again.

"What's wrong with you?" Archmage Philbi had no choice but to fly out a mage's hand, and once again took Gretel and turned around:

"What did you think of again?"

"Uh... I just thought, I am also level 17, and the teacher has come over to provide guidance. Some previous projects can be promoted quickly... For example, the legendary dragon and so on..."

Fertility problems in the legendary dragon clan.

The question is how to make the legendary dragon clan increase the probability of reproducing offspring.

After overcoming this problem, the next step is the problem of the teacher and his wife having children, right? After all, the reproductive capacity of the elves has always been a problem, and the legendary fertility is an even bigger problem——

A legendary third-level magician and a legendary elf, without outside intervention, might not be able to have a child for a thousand years...

Just look at the Elf Queen. As a king, and with the blessing of Lady Silver Moon, she didn’t have any children after she entered the legend?

But... but...

Archmage Philby rolled her eyes, raised her hand, and slapped Grete on the back of the head:

"You've had enough!"