There are always novelists who like to make up interracial love stories.

But why does this kind of story arise?

Because this is not possible in reality.

We are pretty sure that the creator god and the vicar Nophon used a completely different template when creating different lives. The orcs in the north, the humans in the west, and the elves in the east are all four-limbed creatures that are modeled after the bodies of gods and set up to walk upright, but the differences in appearance between them can be said to be very different. Orcs are on average two meters tall, with dark brown skin, fangs that protrude from their lips, and faces that look fierce in the eyes of any other race, and extremely thick limbs;

As a race with two generations of inheritance, the Golden Elf and the Silver Elf also have completely different appearances. According to historical records, the golden elves are divided into the sun clan and the moonlight clan, the sun clan has pure white skin, glowing golden brilliance, pointed ears, slender limbs, tall figure, an average height of about 1.9 meters, and impeccable appearance and facial features, while the skin of the thorn clan is light purple. The descendants of the combination of the Golden Elf and the Silver Elf Thorn Elf inherited the appearance characteristics of the Sun Clan, but lost the natural perfect facial features of the Golden Elf, and preferred to be an ordinary Elf. The current silver elves have pointed ears and turquoise skin, three-dimensional facial features, very little body hair, and even male individuals do not grow beards. For orcs, it is customary to shave their heads, and human hair is a mixture of colors, and all kinds of hairstyles are popular, and there is no standard, but the elves' hair is pure black, although there is little body hair, but the hair can grow quickly, and the adult males of the elves also like to have a thick long hair. For human beings, this kind of appearance can no longer be evaluated by ugliness or beauty, it can only be said that in the face of a race with green skin and angular facial features, it is impossible for any normal human to have a physiological impulse towards it-

And, most importantly, there is reproductive segregation between different races. As I said before, the various races use completely different templates, and their physiology is different, so it's strange that they can reproduce.

Thanks to this setting, there is no mess of subraces in the world of Lanman, and the author does not want to cry without typing on the keyboard - too much.

Elven Mayor Chris is the standard appearance of a silver elf, with green skin, pointed ears, and a high nose and eye sockets. But he built a clean and crisp short hair, which also made his long ears show out

"First of all, Arthas—you took my commission, and since Andre of the tavern allowed you to come, your strength should be qualified. But I would also like to elaborate on my own current situation. First of all, I was a trainee warrior, but now I'm in the process of advancing to the bronze warrior. Progression requires a certain amount of combat to stimulate myself, but I can't leave the town behind and go to the forest to duel with the beasts - so I'm going to recruit a sparring partner to help me through the process. ”

"This work is actually more suitable for a bronze warrior or knight to do," Assas thought for a moment and said, "They have gone through the process of advancement, and they know better what kind of stimulation this process needs. And, they're strong enough to protect you and themselves in battle. ”

"Honestly, that's what I thought too," Mayor Chris sighed, "but there aren't many Bronze Warriors in town, and even if they did, I couldn't afford to pay them a commission." My salary is not very good, and the advancement is not too high on my personal financial priorities. ”

"So you're looking for a defense-proficient Black Iron melee class?"

"Yes, I don't know if I can control my strength, but if I am a Black Iron level warrior who is proficient in defense, I should not be injured. I'm not too proficient in combat. And if you do get hurt, I'll make amends. ”

"You don't need to worry about this, Mr. Chris, I'm a knight. My specialty is guarding. ”

"That's for the best. Chris nodded, "Train for two hours a day until I advance - I have a hunch that I can be promoted to Bronze Warrior in two or three days." Will this delay your time?"

"We were going to stay here for a few days, sir. "It's my pleasure to serve you. ”

"It's also my pleasure. ”

After discussing the specifics, Assas stayed in the courtyard and began the first sparring session with Mayor Chris, while Delcora and Satya took their leave, slowly walking back down the street in the evening sun.

It's time for people to get off work after a busy day, the streets are getting noisy, and the small town is bustling with activity at this time. There is an elementary school along this street, and when I came, the school was still in session, and now it happened that the class was over, and the teenagers and girls rushed out of the school gate in the wind, and the parents gathered outside the door shouted loudly, afraid that the children would be in danger - the children of seven or eight years old, most of whom were not yet professionals, had no strength, and would cry if they fell. Some of the teenage children who came out of the back were already wearing simple equipment and carrying training weapons issued by the school, and they walked with a kind of swagger. These are the children who have passed the test and officially become professionals. They are considered to be excellent students in school, and their parents are also envied by other parents around them, and at the same time, they are also urging themselves to study hard and train hard for them.

No matter what world you are in, this will never change.

"I'm so envious...... Del Cora muttered subconsciously, but said self-deprecatingly, "Happiness comes from contrast, I have never considered myself a genius since I was a child and trained with you and advanced together. Actually, I'm quite proud. ”

"Why did you start to feel this out?" said Satya, looking at him and laughing, "It would be strange if you started to feel proud and self-satisfied. That proves that something is wrong with the God-given bloodline. ”

"Forget it, this bloodline has never been healthy. Assas and I are just physiologically similar to humans. Delcolamo rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, "Daddy too, so do I, we don't have such a thing as 'emotion' in our bloodline - in this respect, Assas is a little better than me, and he has his own explosive sense of justice." If it weren't for the power of the dark apocalypse, I would be a log right now. I don't know if Norfen made a mistake for us back then. ”

"You mean, you don't really like me, but you're just influenced by the dark apocalypse?" Satya feigned shock, but Del Cora saw a dangerous light in her eyes.

"No, no, no, how can it be, for me, love is an irreversible process, even if the dark apocalypse is destroyed now, I can't do without you. Delkora waved his hand and hurriedly explained, "I'm just stating a fact—after all, our people's emotional response does come from the dark apocalypse. ”

As he spoke, the two had already crossed the crowd. Delcora released a soundproofing technique early, so no one heard their conversation.

Of course, even if they did, they wouldn't know what the two little kids were talking about.

"According to the mayor, less than a hundred kilometers north of Logs is Landmund. Satya held a rough map of the continent in her hand and pointed to a small dot on it, "We're about where we are." It is part of the Randmont district, and the surrounding cities and villages are under the direct jurisdiction of the Peace Alliance. To be precise, we are now within the confines of Landmont. ”

"But we're going to Randmont, a hundred kilometers away...... Not too far, there is a trade route outside the town that leads due north, and it should be a direct trade route to Randmont. ”

"It's quicker to go by carriage, but I know you don't want to see Mr. Lance so soon. Satya smiled, folded the map and stuffed it into her pocket, then opened the shadow space in her pocket and put away the map, "But we can go to Landmond City first." It's always much better there than here – the hotels don't even have a bathtub that automatically adjusts the water temperature. There are also no cosmetics to sell. ”

"Forget it," Del Cora pursed, "I'm afraid we were already targeted by Mr. Lance before we entered the city, and I don't want to underestimate the mental power of a Holy Magister." By the way, did you say you wanted me to have dinner?"

"Assas can't eat it. He was going to have dinner at Mr. Mayor's house. Satya thought for a moment, bowed her head slightly, bit her lip and looked shy, leaned in and whispered, "Hey, just ask myself, right?

“...... It's too lethal for Satya, I'm only fourteen, you can't tempt me......" Delkora sniffed, her chest straightened, her head lifted, and the heavy money bag was pulled out of her pocket. "However, a true gentleman does not say no at such a time......," he said righteously. Can you date me, dear Satya?"

"If you had a ring in your hand instead of a purse, I think I'd promise something more important...... However, I agreed. Satya smiled, took two quick steps and ran away. Del Cora put away his purse and chased after him.

However, a rough hand suddenly grabbed him from behind. Let his steps stagger. He glared back, only to see the face of an unremarkable human male.

"Little brother, little brother, don't hurry, come with me, we have something fun here." ”