In the early morning, when the human city across the river welcomes the new day in a noisy manner, the forest of Grivar is still silent. www.biquge.info The weather is hot this season, the days are long and the nights are short, and the elves, like many animals in the forest, are accustomed to being active at night, and most of them are in the middle of their dreams when the sun rises.

However, as a messenger, he cannot carry out his mission at night.

A group of elves walked through the greenery, their light steps almost silent, the seemingly random formation building a tight guard around the elves in the center, and the tight shoulders showed vigilance beyond the necessity, neither under the protection of Grelva nor after entering the dragonthorn glade, there was no relaxation at all.

The trees of the Dragonthorn Glade are not as dense and neat as those of Grivar, but are mixed together in a staggered manner. Thick-fed vines wrap around the withered old trees, and the soft and moist soil evaporates with the rich fragrance of flowers and the smell of decaying leaves.

There is no way through the woods, but fortunately, they have a clear direction.

When we were about to reach our destination, an abrupt whistle suddenly sounded not far away, sounding like a terrible birdsong.

The elves' faces changed slightly, and in the blink of an eye, they had changed their posture - the sentinels following in the shadows gave their final warning, and the enemies lurking in the forest did not leave because they had been spotted in advance.

The sound of the weapon unsheathed was as if there was only one sound. Payne stopped, his hands still casually drooping, his expression calm.

He had no weapons. If even the king had to draw his sword to protect his safety, it would be an insult to his warriors.

They had been prepared, but the enemy was more brazen than they expected...... And more.

Even in a one-on-two, the well-trained sword dancers did not fall behind for a while. Payne looked around calmly, his gaze grazing over the strange mask on the attacker's face, and paused slightly.

He had never seen a mask like it, made of tree bark, or deliberately mottled like the sun falling on the shadows of the trees...... It's easier to hide.

But what was the need? He knew exactly what was hidden under the masks.

Swords clashed, and footsteps were staggered. The light that flashed on the blade was cold and blind, but neither of the warring sides opened their mouths to make a sound, and it seemed to be some kind of strange dance in their eyes, and the rapid percussion was the only drum beat.

The smell of blood filled the air, and the rapidly staggered figures gradually became indistinguishable from the enemy.

Payne narrowed his eyes slightly—he heard another voice.

The sound of the bowstring being pulled apart was as familiar and beautiful to the elf as the sound of the string being plucked.

"Stop!"

Someone shouted.

However, even if they found another group of elves approaching around them, even if the sun shone on the simple but sharp tips of dozens of sharp arrows that rested motionlessly on the bowstring, the dancers who stepped on the edge of death did not stop.

Payne looked at the elves who had appeared not far away. His brown hair was cut very short, his eyes were golden and green, and he was not very tall, but he was tall and strong like a young oak tree, full of life.

He frowned at the moment, looking a little annoyed—but that was all.

When Payne looked at him, he looked at him unabashedly, and his expression was not friendly...... But that little doubt and disgust was frank enough.

Perhaps, the elves of the Antlers Forest are not as good at hiding their emotions as their Grevar people.

Payne smiled—the elf's eyes were like leopards, anyway.

"Stop. ”

He spoke.

He, of course, could not stop the enemy, but his warriors would absolutely obey his orders.

When one of them suddenly stops, the entangled dance disrupts the rhythm. The brown-haired, green-eyed elf made a simple gesture almost as Payne spoke, and the arrow quickly redirection slightly, and stepped out of the string, forcing back the side that had not stopped.

The attack was not fatal, but it was enough to show attitude.

The disparity between friend and foe was so great that the attacker decisively chose to give up, and in an instant it was as silent as it had come.

They took their dead and wounded, and in the woods there was only one elf on one knee, and after a moment it was difficult to get to his feet and nod lightly to Payne.

He was not lightly wounded, but not deadly.

Payne breathed a sigh of relief, almost imperceptibly. He never expected any of his risky actions to be free of casualties...... But it's not always better.

“...... Aren't you chasing?"

The brown-haired, green-eyed elf asked.

"It's useless to catch up. Payne replied calmly.

The only thing he could get was more corpses...... That didn't make sense to him, especially when he wasn't sure if there would be another Fenway in those shadows.

"Payne? ”

He bowed his head slightly, suspecting that the other might have guessed his identity—an elf with excessively long silver hair like him was rare in Grivar.

“...... Panasses. ”

The elf also gave his name, and hesitated a little before returning the salute. His expression was more confused than before, but it didn't seem like it was because of Payne's identity...... But because his words and deeds were beyond his expectations.

"Thank you for your help. Payne's smile deepened a little and he thanked him bluntly.

"I'm not sure you really need our help. Panasses's answer was a little blunt, but equally direct.

"It's always good to be able to get help that you don't expect. Payne smiled, "Besides, I'm here for you...... What a coincidence. ”

Panasses looked at him in silence with a complicated expression. He was probably clenching his teeth, so that the muscles on his cheeks tensed a little, and he suddenly looked a little gloomy and fierce.

But after a moment, he relaxed, a self-deprecating smile on his lips.

"Guessed. He said, "Please come with me." ”

The camp deep in the forest was equally silent, but almost all the elves stood outside the tents.

A leopard sipping slowly by the pond doesn't seem to have any effect on it, even if all the overly enthusiastic gaze is focused on it.

Even Parnasus's eyes lit up for a moment—he had hoped, but he hadn't expected the leopard to come back so soon. Even if it's just one head...... There's already one!

It's hard to hide the excitement that comes from you...... He also has no intention of hiding it.

The Elven King, who was walking beside him, laughed, and there was no mockery or contempt in his smile.

"I'm wondering where we start. He said, "Maybe it's a good idea to start with this question -- when did you start raising these leopards? they're well raised." ”

"We never raised. Panasses replied proudly, "They don't belong to us either." They are not pets, they are not hounds or horses...... They're free, we're just ...... Together. ”

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Nie Jiu said

The page has been revamped again...... I'm not used to it, and it took me a long time to touch the backstage......