Chapter 4: Arthas: Windranger
Elves, a fantastical, otherworldly and elegant creature. They dwell in places of transcendent beauty, deep in ancient forests, or beneath silver minarets that shone with fairy light, and the elves love nature and magic, poetry and music, and all that is good in the world.
Because of their graceful and delicate countenance, elves are so beautiful in the eyes of humans and many other humanoid races that they are called "a race of universal aesthetics" by the fashion industry. Elven skin tones include most of the skin tones commonly found by humans, but there are a few special elven clans with bronze, copper, or even blue-white skin, as well as pond-like eyes made of liquid gold or silver. Elves have very little body hair and no beards, and most of them prefer elegant, brightly colored clothes, as well as simple but cute gemstones.
As the representative of the immortal race among the many races in the Cologne continent, the elves have a more detached perspective on many things, they are often happy but not excited, curious but not greedy, even in the face of extremely accidental small probability events, they tend to remain cold and calm. There are quite a few exceptions, of course, who love the thrill of being in control of power, and are keen on the promotion of knighthoods - and they normally have a long life to accomplish it.
But most importantly, all elves are very slender, males are only slightly heavier than females, and their food consumption is almost the same as that of normal adult humans.
"Sister, if I hadn't been able to recognize you as a pure High Elf, I would have thought you were an ogre who had used Transfiguration!" Victor turned the crystal card in his hand with resentment, fortunately, all the merchants in the Holy City have installed crystal card consumption machines, otherwise the few coppers in the corner of his robe are really not enough for this elf Lori to stuff his teeth.
"I'm a High Elf! I don't believe you're casting a dispel spell on me!"
"You're the truth!" Victor "dropped" after swiping the crystal card, a huge bowl of strawberry shaved ice was passed to this Lori by him, this is the specialty of this store, one person with less than four people will never be able to eat the shaved ice, "You have eaten a full twenty snacks along the way! The most greedy ogre I have ever seen is far from your level!"
"And you're lost, okay! You can eat like this, your heart is big enough. ā
"Who said I have a big heart! I've been scared since just now, and I can't eat, okay!"
Victor wanted to see even the slightest hint of banter on Elf Lori's face, but she told Victor with a look of trepidation and confusion......
She was really scared to eat.
"Now the standard will directly change from orcs to dragons, okay!"
Lori flattened her mouth, she felt that she was definitely not so exaggerated! Can't the high elves eat a little more? Can we high elves still get better? Cold, shivering, and hungry in the back.
"Okay, can you tell me your name before you completely eat me?" Victor helplessly looked at the elf Lori who was eating shaved ice and following him around, "At least let me know that I should find that High Elf clan to beg for food, the priesthood also has to live a good life!"
"My name is Arthas, Arthas Windranger. ā
"Hey, that's a sinful name, isn't it?" Victor pressed the little guy's head, "Or is it from the Windranger tribe?" Tsk tsk, how did your dad come up with the idea to give you that name? No, I should ask your dad if he was okay? Did your name resound throughout Lordaeron when you were born?"
"What is Lordaeron, why should I tell you your name and be ridiculed by you for some reason!" Lori Alsas, the elf with the same name as the first dutiful son of Azeroth, pulled out the shaved ice spoon in her mouth and pointed it at Victor like a sword.
"Okay, don't point this at me, I thought it was Frost's Sorrow. My name is Victor, and my full name is so long that I don't bother to memorize it. Victor looked helpless, "Okay, okay, back to business, how did you get lost?"
"IāI don't know. A hint of confusion flashed in Arthas's turquoise pupils, "Originally, I had been talking to Meolia and Viody, and even Viorty was holding my hand, but suddenly I came back to my senses, and the two of them were like they never existed......"
"Gone. ā
Victor frowned, and found the broken cheek.
If this happened to an ordinary human girl, it would be reasonable, children, how clearly can you remember this kind of emergency.
But a high elf, and a tribe of windrangers with rangers as their main profession, even if it is a minor Lori elf who has not been transferred, the perception is several times beyond that of ordinary humans.
How could it be that as soon as she came back to her senses, the people who traveled with her disappeared?
Of course, it's not impossible, if the human woman holding her hand is a thief above the Adamantite Gold level, or the kind that specializes in the shadow system, and sneaks directly into the Shadow Realm, then Arthas may not be able to react.
But when she's full, what can she do to tease the child? I'm gone, I've appeared, I've disappeared again, I've reappeared.
In fact, if this is the case, it is recommended to kill this unslick master directly, the heart is too big.
Excluding this nonsensical possibility, the other possibility is perfectly reasonable.
This so-called "one-time reincarnation" was not what she perceived, and her perception was disturbed by some kind of psychic power or magic during that time.
Victor took Arthas, who continued to eat, to a fancy restaurant, ordered a full table of signature dishes, and then contacted Angelica with the Guardian Pact.
"If there's something urgent, come quickly. ā
Where there is light, there is shadow.
His intuition told him that in this beautiful and tranquil holy city, full of divine radiance, the towering spires of the towers, the vast atrium of the holy city, the walls of which stood like a huge cliff, enveloped the entire holy city, and the city that shone brightest on the entire continent was like the brightest incandescent lamp.
And the darkness under the lamp, in the corners where no one notices, breeds something disgusting, distorted, dark, dirty......
Vice.
Angelica is very fast, and she doesn't need Victor to tell her the location, she can find it with the power of the Guardian Contract.
"Victor, you'd better be really in a hurry, otherwise the old lady will let you taste the taste of standing upright and being bound!" Angelica sat down beside Victor angrily, and said viciously to Victor, "Give the old lady red wine! Caviar! Steak is medium-rare!"
Victor couldn't help but laugh out loud as he looked at the pale mask on Angelica's face.
"You laugh! You laugh, you laugh, you laugh! Do you understand that my mother is on vacation today? Do you understand! You signed a guardianship contract with me, not a contract for the three grandsons!"
"Do you angels still need to make face masks? Really, this kind of thing can affect your skin?"
"Nonsense, of course the skin care products you bought from the dark elves to please girls are useless, I made it myself, but I used the high-concentration liquid holy light of the angel reincarnation pool!
"Meow a mi, this kind of big killer, you just use it to apply a mask!
"Pay attention to your position! Are you begging the old lady to do something now? Kneel down and lick my newly bought high heels and call Her Majesty twice!"
ā...... Are you really an angel?"
"Hmph, before the old lady was reincarnated as an angel, she was a famous succubus saint warrior in Cologne, I'm this kind of clan, what's wrong with a little fetish!"
Victor is all in a circle, succubus holy warrior, where is this? No wonder the other angels I saw were either gentle and elegant, or indifferent by nature, Angelica was full of bad things and her temper was very explosive, originally Victor thought that it was an angel raised in heaven, and the relationship was full of mosaics before reincarnation for a long time!
"You check for me to see if there are any strange traces of magic on her body first. Ignoring Angelica's somewhat tempting conditions, Victor pointed at Arthas and said, "I suspect that there is some gangrene in the shadows of the Holy City that should not have appeared. ā
"What do you mean?"
When Angelica heard what Victor said, she immediately became serious, and actually said that the Holy City had gangrene, and that she could or dare to do bad things in the Holy City?
Either there is something wrong with the brain, or there is really a lot of energy, which is enough to hide from the many eyes and ears of the Holy See. But speaking of which, the Holy City has always had a drawback, that is, many of the eyes and ears just mentioned, compared to the internal monitoring of the major imperial capitals, it seems to be none.
This is also the blind confidence of the Holy See leaders in the security of the Holy City, or in other words, in the Holy See itself.
Do the police think that there will be second-class vendors setting up stalls next to the gate of the police station?
"I don't know if you remember the more than 20 suspected disappearances reported by the Holy Sect Army some time ago, all of them are beautiful women, and most of them are women of different races, but because they are not the permanent residents of the Holy City, after the search was fruitless, even the reporter had no choice, and they all thought that it might be a temporary incident to leave the Holy City, after all, almost all of them are professionals with good strength, including many adventurers at the level of cold steel, and even a magician at the level of meteorite, it is very possible that they will not be detected. ā
Victor took a sip of the red wine on the table, his face was calm, and even a smile was hung, with the unique vitality of a teenager, and his eyes were wet, like a warm cheetah.
But under the calm, it seems that the sea is surging under the undercurrent, and it is extremely dangerous.
Angelica can clearly feel Victor's mood at this moment through the guardian contract.
Wrath.
Stretching out his index finger and gently tapping it on the forehead of Arthas, who was frantically outputting a table of food, the soft holy light flashed and disappeared, and the little Lori did not have any discomfort, and even the eating action did not change, so she let Angelica do whatever she wanted.
"Well, the feedback of Mithril-level spiritual power is very secretive, and even the traces are smaller than the traces of gold-level spiritual magic, but without the chaotic aura of the devil and the death aura of the fallen lich, if it is not these creatures who are proficient in spiritual magic, then it must be done by a very advanced spiritual mage or spell master. ā
"Oh, what a smart but stupid man. After Victor got the confirmed information, he couldn't help but sneer, "If I hadn't happened to meet it, probably I would have ignored this incident as a small probability coincidence." ā
"Do you want me to inform the Holy Army?" Angelica also frowned at the moment, this matter is definitely not a big deal in the major empires, after all, those countries that have not even abolished slavery, it is conceivable that this kind of thing will definitely only be more, and even the imperial family will secretly meddle in this business to make huge profits from it, and there are also strange royal families who do it for lust.
But it happened in the Holy City, and it was not so simple as abduction and kidnapping.
In addition to deliberately shaking and destroying the foundation of racial coexistence that has been laid down through the unremitting efforts of several generations of popes, this kind of indiscriminate behavior in the holy city that advocates racial equality and peaceful coexistence of all races is also a spitting in the face of the Holy See.
It's not lethal, but it's disgusting.
"Holy Cult Army, no, no, no, that group of muscular brothers of the Holy Cult Army, you let them rush into hell to fight those demons for three hundred rounds, or go to all parts of the world to maintain world peace, they are definitely first-class good hands, but this kind of secret work is against cunning enemies who are extremely good at concealing their whereabouts, what are they doing here, carrying all kinds of heavy weapons to plow the entire Holy City?"
"Then don't talk about the enemy, even the rats have to slip as far as they can, and such a big posture is useless except to startle the snake. Victor thought for a moment, "But the Holy Army does need you to make a trip and get back all the details of all the missing women." ā
Angelica nodded, looking at Victor with curiosity, she had responded to the guardian contract and become his guardian angel since she was admitted to the Holy See at the age of three. In the past thirteen years, it is not enough to say that it is not enough, there is his mother, but my aunt can always be counted, and in terms of time together, she must have spent more time than the pope and the ascetic leader in high positions, after all, his job is to protect the growth of the contractor and guide him to the essence of the light.
It's been thirteen years, and I've never seen him show today's expression.
"Boss, bring me four more roast ducks, remember to put on two big cakes, and ask for two catties of bread!"
The crisp Lolita voice broke the serious and boundless dialogue between the two at the moment, and in the time the two of them were talking, a large table of the restaurant's signature dishes was basically empty.
And roast duck? Two pounds of bread cakes for you? That's it?
Beijing cross talk elf, right?
Victor's cold anger just now had already vanished, and he pinched Arthas's cheeks with both hands, and gently pulled it outward, soft, and felt great:
"You tell me the truth, is it because you are too good to eat and people will be abandoned?"
"That can't be, Meow Lia can eat better than me. ā
ā...... Holy light, is there a Adamanti mine in that Viodi's house? ā