The spring day that had just risen lazily jumped to the branches that showed a little green, but the winter scene had not yet been erased by the arrival of spring, so the Sheffield forest was still very deserted.

The black-haired Liberas hurried out of Sheffield's Druid Altar and Sheffield's Southtown Gate, borrowed a fast horse from the Anya Post House outside Southtown's Gate and galloped down Freet Boulevard, Sheffield's scattered cottages were quickly left behind.

"Agul's crazy old man won't go south again." Liberas pondered, and confidently looked at the flat road next to the forest road, and at the same time there were bursts of birdsong from the top of the tree, "You will really be able to play around after leaving the royal city." But it's time to play. The people of Sheffield can wait for you. ”

The crossroads at the foot of Mount Colin still bear the traces of the civil war of more than two years ago, the charred tents have become the marks of horses' hooves, the wooden fences that have been turned over are piled haphazardly in the woods beside the road, and the occasional wisteria armor or two embedded in the dirt has been covered with a layer of moss. However, there are very few crows here, but they often fly over the crossroads in the open area, but they all fly in the direction of the West Knife Mound in the Nicholas Grove.

"Oh, this crazy old man is not far from me." Liberas muttered, and then tied the cyan jungle horse to the entrance tree west of the Nicholas Grove, and entered the west side of the Nicholas Grove alone.

In the soil of the forest, the guano is fresh. The surrounding trees are also very clean, and there are no signs of insect erosion. Many of the tree trunks and branches have thorny rattans, but this does not affect the beauty of the place.

Liberas couldn't help but look up at the canopy, only to find that on the branches of almost every large tree stood a large number of birds of all kinds, including the white-headed kagun, the golden warbler with golden feathers, the ridiculously grass-headed bird, and even a few beautiful birds that were not native to Erwinia at all. Liberas could not name the birds, but their nimble eyes and their gentle cries proved that they were not birds of prey.

Liberas knew that any race had an eye, not just the Wood Elves themselves, but the Trians, the Goblins, and the Birds.

The birds chirp like the beautiful song of the woods.

With this beautiful singing, I walked along the muddy road, and soon the knife mound arrived. The scimitar inserted into the tomb was still as good as new, and a few light birds stood on the handle of the blade, and the vines that were climbing around seemed to be deliberately avoiding the place. However, the druid Agul seems to be deliberately avoiding his visitors.

Near the mound were a mess of footprints, but they all came from the same Wood Elf.

"Agul! I know you're in the knife mound, don't hide! Liberas shouted. There was no response in the woods, only the crisp chirping of birds.

Liberas's eyes surveyed the surrounding area of the mound. The pointed ears erected to silence the birdsong that came from the canopy.

"The Druids have made it their mission to protect the forests, and now the forests of Sheffield are threatened by the Places of Eternal Sleep in the shadows! Are you ready to break your vows because of your own vendettas? I know your family is buried under this grave. But it was a civil strife! They are warriors and should be sacrificed! The roar of Liberas echoed in the west of the Nicholas woods, and startled birds flew all over the sky.

The strange bird sound of "Coo" seemed like a mockery of Liberas's shouting, and it laughed for a few moments.

"Our General Legral and many of the Praetorian cavalry are not known for their fate in rescuing their allies in the Highlands, Gilberg Centaurs! Don't you think you're obligated to assist us in investigating the situation there? The strange sound of birdsong caught Liberas's attention, and it followed the sound only as a bird he could not call jumped among the low bushes, and the swaying bushes made a slight rustling sound.

"Ouch!" With a muffled sound, a druid's exclamation came from the bushes in the distance.

Liberas flew out at lightning speed, over the puddle of mud, and pounced on the still swaying bushes, the unknown bird was so frightened by Liberas that it spread its wings and fled, and the moment it cleared the bushes, Liberas's face showed a look of joy, "Crazy old man, I have caught you." ”

In front of Liberas's eyes, the old wood elf, tripped by stones, lay in the mud, with a circle of whirling birds above his head, his dark green druid robes covered in patches and stained with countless feathers of young birds. With his braided hair in his hair, he suddenly turned his face, covered with moss and white toba hair, a weathered face, but this face soon became very lively, and after squeezing his eyes at Liberas, he suddenly stuck out his tongue, and his facial features, which were almost together, made a full grimace: "Coo! Hahahaha! What did you just say about me? Abandon personal vendettas! I don't have any grudges. I only have a common language with birds, hahahaha! ”

"Agul, why are you avoiding me?" Liberas grabbed Agul by the shoulder to prevent him from escaping again.

"Why didn't I hide from you?" Agul feigned annoyance, rolled his eyes and smiled at the birds hovering overhead.

"Okay. That is true. "Liberas wasn't going to waste time by playing any jokes on this crazy old man.

"You need me to help you." Agul tried to break free of Liberas' hand on his shoulder, "The bones are falling apart!" Is that 'please'? ”

"Sheffield needs you. Druid Elder Agul! Liberas let go of the hand that was on Agul's shoulder.

"Oh, where I need to be" Liberas didn't expect Agul's movements to be so agile, the moment he released the hand that was pressing on Agul's shoulder, Agul jumped up from the ground, he grabbed the branch of a big tree not far in front of him, kicked the ground with both legs, and after swinging for a distance, he threw away the branch and pounced forward, climbed the trunk of the tree and climbed the tree nimbly, turned around and laughed under the tree, "Liberas, there are many places that need me!" I mean my dear birds! ”

The tree where Agul was located was much thicker than the other trees in the Nicholas woods, not as large as one of the few Titan trees in Erwinia, but it was still spectacular, and the hollows and canopies were littered with beautiful nests woven by birds, and Liberas finally knew where the bird fluff on Aguldruid's robes came from.

"Liberas, what you want to know, I told you just now. Okay, I'm going to accept the congratulations of the birds, but I don't have time to mess around with you. Hahahahaha! Agul spread his hands, bowed down happily, picked up the young birds in the nest, and kissed them lightly, "Honey, let's finally get rid of that pesky black-haired wood elf!" Later, I'll sing you a nice song in the treetops. Just wait a minute. ”

"Sorry, you may have to wait longer." Behind him was the voice of Liberas, which caught the carried away Agul off guard, and in his panic he wanted to open his arms and try to grab the hanging branch next to him to escape, but he lost his balance and almost fell off the tree, if it wasn't for Liberas firmly grasping his robe, he would have fallen to the ground and groaned in pain by now.

"Alright! All right! You caught me. Agul's embarrassment turned around and hugged Liberas behind him.

"What a greasy hug. If you are willing to cooperate, the time will be much shorter. Liberas frowned, looked at the cunning Agul in front of him, and said slowly, "Crazy old man, don't think about any more tricks!" ”

"Hah! I've told you everything I should have told you! Are you really tired of me repeating a thing many times? I knew I couldn't talk to you non-druids too much. Otherwise, I would have been in that mound under the tree - counting the feathers slowly! Agul turned his head and pouted, Liberas couldn't stand the mad old man's cuteness, and he thought from the bottom of his heart that these expressions belonged to the maidens of the wood elves.

"I don't remember what you told me." Liberas tightened Agul's robes.

"Tap, tap, I still think I should have shut up in the first place! Forget it, forget it! Listen, I'll repeat it again! Agul continued to pout affectionately, facing Liberas, his eyes seemed to be faintly sad, and Agul actually let out a mocking birdsong: "Coo"

"That's what you told me?" Liberas' mouth was wide open, and he thought to the bottom of his heart that the old man was a complete madman.

"Oh! I forgot that you nasty don't know the language of the birds. Agul looked down on Liberas in front of him.