"Your organization?"

He knew that Little Xian Miao was the leader of an elf organization called the "Mengmeng Committee."

Moreover... it seemed to be quite an influential organization within the Elf Clan, at least after arriving at the Elf Forest, Tonglu almost couldn’t walk a few steps without seeing the organization’s properties.

"Ah, that’s a hot air balloon, made by members of our guild, preparing for tomorrow’s festival!"

Little Xian Miao said.

"I see."

Tonglu nodded.

He took a closer look and exclaimed:

"The Elf Clan is truly incredible, being able to create even these flying magical artifacts."

"No, it’s not a magical artifact."

Little Xian Miao shook her raised index finger.

"Not a magical artifact?"

Tonglu was slightly surprised.

"Of course, this thing doesn’t use magic at all, it relies on hot air."

Little Xian Miao explained.

"Hot... hot air?"

Tonglu appeared somewhat bewildered.

"Yes, more accurately, it’s the principle of thermal expansion and contraction."

Little Xian Miao, at some point, put on a pair of glasses and explained as she adjusted them:

"We installed a heating device under the balloon. When the air is heated and expands, the specific gravity of the air becomes lighter."

"Since the mass of hot air per unit volume is smaller, hot air is lighter than cold air, so it rises above the cold air, making it lighter and generating uplift, allowing the balloon to ascend. That’s what a hot air balloon is."

"Of course, we also have a magic version, where the heating device is replaced by a heating magic array, driven by magic stones. It’s more effective but a bit more expensive, not as economical as this one..."

"Of course, the ascent principle is the same."

"So, do you understand now?"

Little Xian Miao asked.

Tonglu shook his head, utterly bewildered.

Little Xian Miao: ...

"Just think of it as our Elf Clan’s high-tech."

She gave up on further explanation.

Tonglu: ...

Curiously observing the hot air balloon for a while, Tonglu’s gaze swept over the surrounding streets.

He saw every household brightly lit and decorated, making their entrances look exquisite and beautiful. Adorably cute young elves were running around the streets, laughing happily, pulling banners and paper windmills.

Meanwhile, elves busy in various corners of the city were racing against time to arrange various decorations.

Although the festival had not arrived, the festive atmosphere had already filled the entirety of Feilengcui.

"It’s so lively!"

He sighed slightly.

"It will be even livelier tomorrow!"

Little Xian Miao said with a smile.

Tonglu nodded slightly, his gaze looking into the distance.

There was an open plaza.

A high platform had already been erected on the plaza, with the word "Celebrate the Harvest Festival" written in Elf Language hanging high. Around the platform, rows of seats were densely arranged, many in number.

Not only that, Tonglu even saw seating and sunshades on buildings on both sides of the plaza, and the sheer number surprised him:

"So many seats? How many people are expected to attend tomorrow’s celebration?"

"Ugh, don’t even mention it."

Little Xian Miao pursed her lips.

"This celebration is organized by collaboration between our Mengmeng Committee and the Heart of Nature, assisting Feilengcui’s hosting. Even with so many seats, it’s probably not enough to fill the gaps in their teeth..."

She shook her head.

"Really?!"

Tonglu was in disbelief.

If he wasn’t mistaken, the total number of seats must be in the tens of thousands, right?

"You’ll see tomorrow."

Little Xian Miao teased.

Looking at the smiling elf girl, Tonglu scratched his head.

His gaze continued to sweep across the square and finally stopped on a huge screen.

It was a crystal screen tens of meters wide, with intricate and exquisite arrays and patterns engraved on the edges, possessing a unique aesthetic appeal.

"What is that? Some kind of magic tool?"

Tonglu asked curiously.

"That, ah, is also a product developed by our Mengmeng Committee. We call it the Magic Projection Screen."

Little Xian Miao explained.

"Magic Projection Screen?"

A question mark seemed to rise above Tonglu’s head.

"It’s used to project various performances on the scene, allowing for easy remote viewing and live broadcast. As for the principle, it’s probably a bit more complicated than a hot air balloon, so I won’t explain too much."

Little Xian Miao laughed.

After speaking, she proudly added:

"We have projection screens in our tavern too. Tomorrow, the scenes of the festival will be directly projected on them for people to remotely watch the square’s performances from inside the tavern."

"So convenient?"

Tonglu’s expression was amazed.

"Of course."

Little Xian Miao proudly puffed out her chest.

Tonglu clicked his tongue in wonder.

He looked at the crystal screen in the distance and sighed slightly:

"No wonder they are the most creative magical race, always having so many imaginative ideas..."

After speaking, he pondered for a moment and asked again:

"Lord Xiao Xian, do you think... can our Dwarf Clan use something like this? Including that... hmm, right, the hot air balloon!"

A beautiful arc appeared at the corner of Little Xian Miao’s mouth, smiling like a little fox:

"Of course!"

"The projection screen is a bit troublesome and requires the participation of a mage. I hear that mages are quite rare in the Dwarf Clan, so it might be challenging to promote."

"However, we are now developing a system entirely driven by magic stones. If successful, upgraded versions of the projection screen could be more convenient for friendly clans to use."

"Of course, as for the hot air balloon, that’s no problem at all. Anyone can operate it with a little training."

Little Xian Miao said while looking at Tonglu with a smiling gaze.

Tonglu listened, and his expression was joyful:

"That’s great!"

"I think these things have quite a broad use. After this visit is over, I’ll ask His Majesty the King’s opinion. I think he will definitely be very interested in these devices!"

"Hey, Lord Xiao Xian, by then, be sure to leave some good ones for us! We won’t take them for free, we’ll purchase them!"

"Hmm... is that okay?"

Tonglu asked a bit uncertainly.

Elf-produced, always high-grade.

This is also the consensus in the Segis World.

Although the Elf Clan has been declining for a thousand years, their crafted artifacts and magic tools are still sought after.

However, the Elf Clan has never been very enthusiastic about trading with other races, especially for some precious magic tools.

So... although Tonglu is very interested in these magical items, he’s still a bit unsure in his heart.

"Of course, no problem, leave it to me! If you buy in large quantities, I can even offer you a discount!"

Little Xian Miao patted her chest in assurance.

She laughed heartily, seeming to be in quite a pleasant mood.

And with the Elf Girl’s guarantee, Tonglu was also in a cheerful mood.

He was finding these Elf Chosen Ones more and more adorable.

Beautiful and approachable in appearance, pleasant to talk to, open and enthusiastic.

Although there are some inevitable shortcomings, overall, they quite suit Tonglu’s temperament.

Withdrawing his view from the square, Tonglu’s gaze swept over to other places again.

The gradually setting sun coated the vibrant Elf City with a layer of golden light, making the already beautiful Feilengcui look even more dreamlike.

An unknown melody drifted from afar, faintly accompanied by children’s laughter and whistling.

It was an elf sitting in a garden, playing an unknown instrument, surrounded by curious elf boys and girls.

Listening to the cheerful and free-going music, watching the passersby on the streets, smelling the various enticing aromas gradually beginning to fill the air, the corners of Tonglu’s mouth gradually lifted.

This Elf City seems to have a unique charm. Even as an outsider, he can personally feel a kind of inner peace and the genuine happiness of the residents...

"Hey, is it the Harvest Festival? I’m getting more and more excited."

He smiled slightly.