Chapter 481 Elf’s Wilderness Patrol (Part 1)

The next day, when the rippling river of light shone again, a few horses galloped out of the ash-blooming forest.

One of the mounts is exceptionally strong, its eyes are like coals, and thick smoke and fire are steaming around it. The tall rider on his back was turning his head and looking behind him, looking at the forest with fond memories, which gradually drifted away from his field of vision, and became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a mass of pure white like dandelion seeds. flying fluff.

On the edge of the ‘Feixu’, a centaur girl wearing a garland supported the tree and looked into the distance, watching a black spot in the distance slowly disappear, wondering what she was thinking.

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The journey is not over, Barrett and others continue to walk through this vast sea grassland with dark tides.

The first day away from the Whitemane Clan went smoothly and nothing happened. In addition to the necessary rest, they have been rapidly approaching the destination of the journey, the elf holy land ‘Los Rollin’.

Bear Grove, who had left before, returned to the team again at noon. This beastized man who felt like a ‘guardian of the grasslands’ was waiting precisely in front of them as if he knew the route of their group in advance.

“The man I followed is dead.” Grove said to the crowd during the break, “he has now completed the cycle of life, his soul has returned to his clan, his body has returned to the earth, nourishing this grassland that once sustained his life. .”

“At least we successfully rescued a young female and even destroyed a robber’s lair. It can be considered to have done something meaningful.” The little mage said casually, “And the sacrifices in the clan also allow us to Participating in the funerals they hold for the dead is undoubtedly a sign of friendliness.” When he said this, he glanced at the barbarian, unintentionally or unintentionally, as did the others.

The little mage smiled teasingly, “But if you want to raise the prestige of the Whitemane clan to respect, or even higher, you need to work harder and complete more tasks. What do you think, Barrett, do you have any? Interested in filling the reputation of this Centaur clan?”

Although the content of what Chris said was a bit special, Barret still understood the hidden meaning. He coughed in embarrassment and didn’t answer.

“To be honest, the funeral of the Centaurs is quite unique.” Merchant Ariel tore the browned prairie voles with his hands. “The funeral is full of tribute to the dead and comfort to the living, which is impressive.”

“Indeed!” Red Crab nodded in agreement, “But what a lucky guy went through at the funeral is much more profound than others.”

Are you lucky? may be. If it wasn’t me who rescued her from the goblins, and if I hadn’t rescued ‘her’ from the goblins, everything might have been very different.

In his heart, the two her figures faintly overlapped.

On the sixth day of entering the grassland, that is, the second day after leaving the Centaur Village, Barrett and the others passed by a gathering place to be relocated. According to the guide Gene, this gathering place is called ‘Little Tail’, just like Sweet Sugar Cane Village, the wild people living here are also halflings.

‘Little Tail’ was not only the name of the gathering place, but the surname of these halflings. Hearing that their first ancestor had a thin, gecko-like tail on his butt, he earned the easy-to-understand nickname of ‘little tail’. And halflings’ family names are basically named after these strange nicknames passed down from generation to generation.

However, the descendants of the ancestor of the ‘Little Tail’ did not grow this iconic part again, making the surname that has been passed down to this day somewhat unreal.

The guide Gene originally planned to let everyone rest in this gathering place, but at this time, it was in a state of dilapidation, with ruins everywhere, and whispered crying. Many of the tailless “Little Tail” residents had wounds on their bodies. They were loading their luggage into donkey carts with sad faces, as if preparing to move their clan to other places.

However, it was not the halflings who were busy relocating in the gathering place who stopped Barrett and others, but a few wearing golden-green light armor, holding oak longbows with tender leaves, and long ears with double swords around their waists. Elf.

The elf at the head looked at everyone with slightly hostile eyes, especially the little wizard who did not touch the ground and Barrett who rode the nightmare beast, and finally set his eyes on the bear man, “QuelreMellonamin, Saesaentienlle!” He said to Grove with a smile.

“Naesaianluume!” the bearman replied in a cheerful tone, “orophin.”

“What are they talking about?” Barrett turned his head and asked Chris in a low voice.

“Just some ordinary greetings.” The little mage replied, “The translation of what the handsome elf said was: ‘Good day, my friend, it’s a pleasure to see you here!’ Then our big brown bear responded: ‘ Long time no see, superb skills! ‘Superb skills?”

The little mage raised his voice with self-doubt, “What’s this greeting? No, it should be my translation wrong, that’s the personal name Orofen.” He corrected, “The literal translation of the name is ‘superb skills’.”

The elf named ‘Orofen’ was attracted by the voice of the little mage. He walked across the Grove to the crowd and asked in standard common language, “I don’t know why you came to the Vast Sea Grassland?”

“The purpose is different, but the location is the same place.” Chris replied with a smile, “We all want to go to your sacred forest.”

The elf Orofen frowned slightly, “You are…, a mage of the Magic Association?”

“Yes, there are many organizations using the double-ringed seven-pointed star pattern, but only the eldest son has the real right of inheritance.” The little mage took out a complicated crescent moon emblem from the space ring and handed it to the elf in front of him. , “This is the ‘Kalezar’ emblem, the communication thing you provided to the association, which can prove my identity.”

Orofen took the emblem in his hand and observed it carefully, the little mage continued, “On behalf of the Magic Association, I want to present a letter to the noble Queen of the Elf, and discuss some small matters by the way.”

The elf’s tone became cold, and he put the emblem back into Kris’s hands, “Small thing? Humph, you want to build a magic tower on the vast sea grassland again?”

“This is just one of them.” Kris retracted the emblem into the space ring.

“This is impossible~www.readmtl.com~ I advise you to cut off such crazy thoughts as soon as possible.” Orofen scolded, “The vast sea grassland will never let you mages get involved, do you want to tear up the magic empire signed protocol?”

“Tear up the agreement? No, no, no, our mage will never do something that goes against the spirit of the contract.” The little mage said righteously. “This is just a preliminary negotiation, just to determine the intentions of the two parties. What’s more, I am just a messenger, and the specific decision is not made by me. Of course, it will not be anyone else.”

Although the little mage said ‘other people’, he kept looking at the elf Orofen, “I think the elf queen has her own ideas, doesn’t she?”

“My Lady Queen will not agree!” Orofen said firmly.

“It doesn’t matter, there is a proverb that says, ‘The road to victory is always full of bumps’, all we have to do is to find a way to overcome it.” The little mage’s expression did not change, “These things are not in a hurry, we should do it first. Let me introduce you. My name is Chris, Chris Bryan, and I belong to the Magic Association’s ‘Arcana Vanguard’.”

He reached out to the elf.

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