"You're going to stay here today."

As if to vent all the anger in his heart, Afilo pushed open the wooden door with all his might. With such a violent force, I really worried that the door would not break because of this.

As if sensing someone entering, the lights in the room instantly turned on. The facilities in the room are quite complete, and the furnishings are very warm and tidy. In Kilgaru's mind, closed countries were generally backward, so he didn't expect much from the rooms he was staying in, but now it didn't seem to be much worse than the outside world.

"There's a magic light source here?"

Kilgaru looked at the chandelier overhead, and unconsciously blurted out the thoughts in his heart into words.

"What, do you think we're a primitive tribe? Although we do not welcome outsiders here, we do regularly go outside to buy some items. ”

Hearing Kilgaru's somewhat surprised words, Afilo replied with a disdainful face.

"Ah, sorry, I didn't mean that."

"I don't want to know what you mean, just rest here."

Afeiro paused, and looked at Kilgaru and Marosas carefully.

"You two should be immortal, so it looks like you don't need to prepare food and water."

Afilo walked outside the house on his own, and before closing the door, he warned the two undead inside, "You'd better not run around, I'll keep an eye on you!"

"What an unpleasant guy, if it weren't for Your Majesty, I would have slaughtered him a long time ago."

After Afilo left, Marosas grumbled indignantly.

"Haha, it's a tough guy indeed, but we're not here for everyone, so let's be a little patient."

Kilgaru sat down in a chair to the side and comforted Marosas.

"Your Majesty, are you really going to stay like this until tomorrow morning?"

Although the room was well equipped, it didn't really mean much to the undead who didn't need to sleep, and Marosas got bored after walking around the room.

"Indeed, it's rare to come to such a magical place, so you should visit it well."

When Marosas said this, Kilgaru's heart began to stir. Anyway, I don't do anything bad, I just walk around.

Ignoring Afilro's warning, Kilgaru and Marosas swaggered through the streets of the Forest Country.

The dark elves, who rarely saw foreigners, looked at the two with curious eyes. The temperature in the kingdom is maintained at around 20 degrees Celsius all year round, and most of the dark elves' clothes are silky, except for the warriors who wear protective gear. The slender figure and handsome face of the female dark elves, coupled with the rare purple-red skin, are something that many nobles of other races want to obtain at great expense.

Therefore, most of the dark elves who are tired of life in the forest and go to live outside are captured by bounty hunters and then bought and sold as a precious commodity on the black market. Dolu's mother was one of them.

"Are you from outside?"

"What's the outside world like?"

"Have you ever seen the sea? I've heard that it's a big, big piece of water. ”

Although the adult dark elves are very curious about the two strangers, they always keep a certain distance from them. The Dark Elf children, on the other hand, didn't have that many worries, and after seeing two strangers they hadn't seen before, they all gathered around.

"The outside world, how to say, there is a blue sky, warm sunshine ......"

"Sometimes the sea is calm, sometimes it can be terrifying......"

Kilgaru patiently told the children about the good things he knew, even though some of them were not from this world.

The children listened patiently to Kilgaru's narration, drawing pictures in their minds, their eyes full of longing.

Surrounded by children, however, the situation of Malotas was markedly different.

"Let go of my feet, you purple monkeys."

"Don't touch that chain!"

It seems that Marosas is used as a toy, and some of the children are tugging at the chains behind him, and some are climbing on top of him.

Although Marosas always threatened in a stern tone, it had no effect at all, after all, the psychology of children is that the more they don't want to touch it, the more they want to touch it.

"Don't go near them, and if you don't, I'll lock you up!"

A terrifying roar that made people's whole bodies tremble sounded, and the children, who were still playing unbridledly, instantly dispersed as if they had seen something terrible.

And the owner of that voice was none other than Afilo.

"You two are really suspicious!"

Afilo walked up to Kilgaru, his face slowly filled with doubts.

"Haha, Afilo, we're not sneaky, we're taking a walk in the open."

Kirgaru let out a hearty laugh and slapped Afero on the shoulder.

"Don't get close to me, I'll follow you!"

Afilo patted Kilgaru on the shoulder with a look of disgust.

"It's okay, we're short of a guide."

Kirgaru gladly accepted Afilro's surveillance and continued on his way.

"Marosas was able to get rid of those imps with your skills just now, right?"

"It's not that hard, but I'm afraid I'll hurt them in that case. Am I disgraced Your Majesty? Sure enough, it is better to get rid of them decisively! ”

Not understanding the purpose of his master's question, Marosas looked nervous.

"No, no, that's fine, I'll just ask."

Kilgaru hurriedly comforted.

As an undead enemy of the living, Malotas may not be as cold as he seems on the outside, but at least at this moment Kilgaru sees some kindness behind his terrifying countenance. This made Kilgaru seem to have a new understanding of the undead beside him.

Before they knew it, the three of them had already walked a considerable distance, and Kilgaru and Marosas seemed to be very relaxed, except for Afilo, who was following behind, always releasing low pressure.

At that moment, Kirgaru heard a metallic sound coming from ahead, what seemed to be the sound of swords and other weapons colliding with each other, as well as an imposing roar.

Is there anyone fighting?

"Hey! Where are you going? ”

Ignoring Afero's shouts behind him, Kilgaru quickly searched for the source of the sound.

Bypassing a thick tree, a group of dark elves appeared in front of him. About a hundred Dark Elves formed a circle and were shouting, and in the center of them, eleven Dark Elves were wrestling with each other.

Upon further inspection, Kirgaru noticed that it was not eleven Dark Elves fighting each other, but ten Dark Elves attacking one of them, and that Dark Elf was a fairly beautiful woman.

What's even more surprising is that even though they are besieged by ten dark elves, the female dark elves still have the upper hand. Her movements were as light as a butterfly, and her long silver hair fluttered in the air, making her look like she was dancing.

"Hmph, don't want to get rid of me!"

Afilo let out a roar and jumped beside Kilgaru.

Hearing Afilro's voice, the Dark Elves stopped their battle and all turned their gaze.

And Afilo quickly knelt down after seeing the female dark elf in front of him.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Audella!"

From his mouth came a voice of reverence.