In the last book, Valentine met a wolfman with a fierce eye and a mouth full of fangs in the Danse Forest. Since the Icicle technique didn't work for him, the young cardinal prepared to attack him with fireball magic. This spell is cast in a dense forest, and it is so close that the lethality cannot be overstated. Of course, Valentine was not prepared to die together, he had already been prepared, the Flame Guarding Technique was easy to learn and easy to use, and it was instantaneous, which was the best way to protect him at the moment.

Seeing that the young cardinal mage had not been harmed by several scratches, the monster immediately became angry and opened its bloody mouth, in the delusion that it wanted to bite him down.

Valentine improvised and instead of throwing out a large fireball immediately, he used the famous Hippolyte Flamethrow, which burned the werewolf's nose and open mouth. The werewolf couldn't dodge at all, and was so hot that he had no choice but to retreat.

Just as the cardinal was about to strike while the iron was hot and perform the fireball technique, the werewolf raised his head to the sky and howled, and in an instant, many voices around him responded. Valentine was secretly anxious in his heart, he still had a little spare strength to deal with a werewolf, but if a group came up, then he would really have to explain it here today.

The habit of werewolves in packs has not changed for thousands of years, something that even humans have heard of. The reason why Valentine encountered only one at first was due to their hunting habits.

There is an unwritten rule among these terrible blood-drinking monsters, whoever pounces on their prey first can enjoy the prey alone, and when they are full of food and drink, the leftovers will be dealt with by the other werewolves in the group. If you are unfortunate enough to encounter strong resistance from your prey, and you can't win alone, you can call your companions and ask everyone to come to help, of course, the consequence of this is that you can't eat alone.

In front of and behind Valentine, three or four werewolves with bared fangs and saliva gathered in an instant. The dim light is now even more dim.

The young cardinal was not a man who gave up lightly, and in order to stabilize his defense, he used the fire wall technique to surround himself with water, and temporarily got a little respite.

The ferocious werewolves had an innate fear of fire, and they let out angry growls and circled a few feet away from the wall of fire.

If such a stalemate continues, then Valentine's end will be nothing more than starvation or choking to death by the smell of smoke. The magic wall of fire is not eternal, and it takes a certain amount of energy and energy to cast this spell. People are iron and steel, no matter how good you are, it is impossible to last.

At this critical moment, there was a sudden change in the forest, and several werewolves had an extremely keen sense of hearing and smell, and they were aware of this situation early. Rather than being trapped in a corner of Valentine, they now face a dilemma: whether to focus on the cardinal or turn around and deal with a possible threat. Eventually, instinctive appetite overcame all needless fear, and the werewolves continued to circle around the wall of fire, trying to find a breakthrough so they could rush up and tear their prey apart.

Valentine was forced to be helpless, so he had to use the dead horse as a live horse doctor, he shouted in a straight voice: "Who are you, if you are here to relieve the siege, you can strike early, if you are here to get a piece of the pie, then I am not afraid of spending it here!"

As soon as the words fell, I only heard two swishs, and a few silver arrows sprang out from between the branches, and before the werewolves could react, they all collapsed to the ground, and only one barely moved a few steps, but immediately planted it.

Valentine was overjoyed, and even thanked him: "Dare to ask if the person who came is an elf?"

The cardinal was a little puzzled by the lack of an answer from the secret place of the forest, and while the fire wall technique was fading, he cautiously stepped over the werewolves lying on the ground and seemed to be sleeping.

Suddenly, one of the monsters stretched out its claws and gripped the cardinal's calves desperately, unable to exert all its strength due to the anesthetic on the silver arrow, but still tore Valentine's red robe apart.

Valentine was furious, and shouted, "Do you still want to die, evil animal! Then I will give you a ride!"

This action forced the mysterious archer to finally speak: "Be merciful, don't hurt them!"

Valentine felt that the dark forest suddenly brightened, and the gloomy atmosphere suddenly disappeared. Appearing in front of him was a petite and lovely female elf, who could not have imagined that she had just shot those arrows to save the cardinal from fire and water.

She wore a simple and capable green striped vest with an equally simple short skirt, which made the young cardinal feel so bright and incomprehensible, and he really couldn't think of anything to say hello for a while.

But the female elf took the initiative to say: "Who is Your Excellency, breaking into the forest alone?"

"I am a polymath, and my name is Valentine. Entrusted by the Holy See, I came to consult with your elves about a major matter. ”

The female elf was puzzled: "You Bojiao Holy See have been standing there for a long time, and you have never thought of dealing with us. How could you suddenly have such an interest now?"

"To tell you the truth, we may encounter an unprecedented crisis, this matter is a long story, and it is inconvenient to talk about it here, may I ask if Your Excellency is a forest ranger?"

The beautiful elf nodded, and she smiled at Valentine: "Your Excellency's magic is really powerful, but it has burned a lot of good forests. If it were someone else, I'm afraid you'd have to explain it well!"

"What should I call you?"

"Agnes. ”

"What a beautiful name!" exclaimed the young cardinal, the elf in front of him made him can't help but have a trace of fantasy and distraction, of course, this feeling is fleeting, because Valentine is a man who wants to achieve great things after all, and the private affairs of his children can only disturb for a while, but they will not occupy his heart for long, so after a slight pause, the young man quickly changed the subject, and asked very abruptly, "What is the matter with these werewolves?"

Agnes didn't answer immediately, and there was a clear look of helplessness and worry on her face. After a moment of silence, the female elf sighed and said, "These werewolves were originally our good helpers, although they are greedy, they will not attack the elves, let alone you humans. But lately, they have become restless without knowing what is happening, and we could have communicated with their hearts to understand their thoughts, but now it doesn't work. Our elder said that this was a warning from nature, and she said that the endless deforestation of the forest by humans, the depravity of the elves themselves, etc., have caused the sleeping demon to absorb infinite power, and it is about to awaken!"

Valentine originally wanted to say that it was nonsense, but considering the feelings of the elf girl in front of him, and the premise that he had to ask for others, he swallowed it back into his stomach, just shook his head and said: "I don't know where your elders are now, I want to go and meet for a while, I don't know if it is this honor?"

Agnes also shook her head again and again, "How can this be done, we elders never see outsiders. You burned the woods like this today, and I'm going to have to tell you a lie!"

Valentine's expression was very soft and lovely when he saw her tone, and he couldn't connect it with the sharpshooter who had no bullets just now.

He made up his mind in his heart that he must take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to contact the upper echelons of the elven clan, so he smiled and said, "Xiao Ai, I admire you forest rangers. It is incredible that such a vast and dense forest can be maintained by only one hundred and ten people. ”

Agnes blushed slightly and said, "Actually, it's not what you imagined. Although the forest is vast, it is not without boundaries. In our eyes, each tree is like the house of your human race, each with its own unique logo on it. We don't have to go to every corner of the world, we just need to make rounds at key points and get all the information we need. ”

"And what are you going to do with these werewolves?" the young cardinal deliberately fixed his gaze on Agnes' face.

"Let's release them, they're all good buddies of mine, I've known them for years. I can't bear to see them like this!"

"Release?" Valentine thought there was something wrong with his ears, and he asked twice, but the answer was still this.

"I'm really sorry, but there has never been a human presence here, and we elves don't come here easily. They usually only eat hares, wild foxes and the like, and there is no major harm. Agnes explained slightly innocently.

Valentine secretly cursed the elf's confused logic in his heart, but he still said very calmly on the surface: "Your silver arrow just now has an anesthetic effect, right?"

Agnes nodded, and added, "It's the raging fire and the thick smoke that drew me here. I'm so sorry for what happened to you!"

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to meet your elders. I have some thoughts for these poor werewolves in your mouth. ”

"Oh, do you have a way to save them?" said Agnes' eyes.

Valentine said with a smile: "Do everything to obey the fate of God, I don't dare to pack tickets now, but how do I know if I don't try?"

Agnes no longer hesitated, and for the sake of the poor werewolf, she decided to break the rules of the clan and lead the stranger through the dense woods to her magical home.

The elves living in the woods are as separated from humans as the distance between heaven and earth, and those elves who go to human cities to make a living are almost all abandoned and scolded by their own tribe. Although the Holy See had been driven to the south decades earlier, neither the Pope nor the Cardinal had ever thought of dealing with elves at hand, and Valentine became the first human to cross this threshold.

Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.