The landmark building of the seaside city of Sertar in the Elvinia Forest is the observation tower with an excellent view of the sea, it is a withered Titan tree, and the traces of fire can be faintly seen under the thick layer of moss on his trunk, however, this withered Titan tree has been transformed and maintained by the wood elves of Sertar for thousands of years, and has become a giant defensive structure, it has an excellent view, if there is no forest fog and rain, Standing on this Settar Sea Observation Tower converted from a withered Titan tree, you can clearly see all the scenery for fifty miles around.

The forested seaside city of Sertar with the tallest building in Erwinia is located southwest of Sheffield and west of Mount Collin. The city is centered around the Ocean Observation Tower, which is surrounded by low Senkaku cabins in the shape of a crescent. The 'treehouse' built at the fork of the thick tree trunk on the west side of the sea watchtower can directly see the elven dock of the Setar, and the calm sea surface is also very compatible with the usual character of the Setar wood elves, occasionally two or three seabirds on the sea surface swoop into the sea from time to time, and after a faint ripple, they catch a live fish and swoop from the sea to the sky.

The Wood Elf city was clearly undisturbed by what had happened on the Sheffield border in Erwinia, and it was unusual to have a few more Wood Elf warriors guarding the mansion of King Frevice II and the stepbrother of Baron Wood of Sheffield, Samaras.

Sea blue and light green are the favorite colors of this forested coastal city, which is why the coat of arms representing this forested coastal city is also associated with the sea watchtower and the sea, and the magnificent Setar sea watchtower is all about the Setar flag on the green grass with a sea blue background, which can be seen everywhere in the city of Setar, and there are two huge coat of arms on the wall of Samaras's mansion, like the most obvious mark in the city of Setar. There is also the corner on the mansion that is deliberately made to reflect the exaggerated arc of Senkaku.

A black-haired, blue-eyed Wood Elf with a nose as straight as a handsome mountain peak, carrying a special Wood Elf longbow and a dark green cloak inlaid with silver threads, followed the Wood Elves who visited the city into the seaside city along the winding gravel road in the forest.

The walls surrounding the Setar were rudimentary, the not-so-high walls were made of gravel and clay, the walls for the soldiers to walk on were made of less sturdy Eltora wood for fences and shields, and the crooked pinnacles were overwhelmed with creepers, as if to stretch the entire attic of these walled corridors.

"This is the last stop. Father. The black-haired, blue-eyed wood elf with a nose as straight as a handsome mountain peak looked at the magnificent sea-viewing watchtower and went straight into the city. But his attire immediately distinguished himself from the Wood Elves roaming the streets around him, and his silver-trimmed dark green cloak and outfit seemed to the Wood Elves of a foreign country to the Wood Elves.

"Hey, stranger, if you want to come to us for business, you have to change your clothes, we don't like people here who don't follow the customs. I also advise you to put away your longbow, the wood elves of the watchtower will keep an eye on you, and if you are okay with this bow, be careful of being hit by an arrow from the tree. "Occasionally, the local wood elves of Sertar who passed by him, after looking him up and down, would always give him some boring etiquette lesson.

"Oh, by the way, do you know this strange ring? As far as I know, this is the skill of your Settars to make objects. "This black-haired, blue-eyed wood elf would always pull out a silver ring inlaid with four blue seahorse agate and ask, but most of the answers he received in the end were 'I don't know'.

"I know this is a necklace from there, but I want three silver coins." A ragged wood elf's eyes lit up, and he took the initiative to run to the wood elf from a foreign country to talk to him, and after carefully studying the silver ring, he stretched out his dirty hand, "I do know where this silver ring came from." ”

"Hmph." The Wood Elf from a foreign country twisted out three silver coins from the package he was carrying, and handed them to the ragged Wood Elf's outstretched hand, "Now you can tell me." ”

"I wonder if you noticed the inner ring of the ring? Next to this 'Э' is a small letter that has been milled and flowered - 'д'. You don't live in the shadows here, and you don't know what it means. The ragged Wood Elf kept staring at the black-haired and blue-eyed Outland Wood Elf before holding out his hand again, "If you want to know why the little letters are being polished, I think you'll need three more silver coins." Dude, I've got to tell you - this ring is for good stuff. ”

"Okay, I already know what you're going to talk about later." The black-haired, blue-eyed Wood Elf opened the largest of the four Sea Onyxes, which concealed a small groove, nodded slightly, put away the ring, and disappeared into the flow of people through the streets of Sethal without looking back.

"What a strange outlander, this Daimar Reed ring is not a good thing." The ragged wood elf shook his head, took the three silver coins in his palm, and walked straight to Setar's 'sea and waves', "Drink, drink." it. ”

The ragged Wood Elf refers to Demar Reed as an inconspicuous apothecary of Sertar, whose only striking feature may be his gray hair, his palms covered in blood blisters and calluses, and his choice to live by the sea on Setar's shores is not a whim, but a medium for easy access to all kinds of potions—fine sand and water can be made into glass bottles by making a sand core. And the beach is also close to the woods, providing him with a good way to hide. He was an acquaintance of Amenlet Morn, the father of the former Sharp Blade, Liberas Morn, so the strange wood elf from a foreign country rented a nondescript attic cottage next to Daimar's house after receiving the letter 'д'. Next to the loft hut was a tall loft with a roof that completely blocked the view of the wood elf sentinels from the sea watchtower in Setar, and the loft roof of the cabin was undoubtedly well hidden under the sea watchtower.

Demar Reed did not like to step out of his house, usually he delegated the things he needed to the four men he hired, and during the day, the people in and out of Dimar's house were very busy, but he was never seen in the house. There was always a foul smell from outside the house - like a disgusting feces full of mold.

"The fox's tail can be hidden deep enough." The wood elf from the countryside let go of his hand holding the curtain, and he hid his nose, the foul smell of the house undoubtedly affected the humble attic cottage. After some careful dressing, he went out the door, and walked towards the 'Sea and the Waves' tavern of the Settars, with the usual pace of the Settars.

There were a lot of Wood Elves drinking in the tavern, and there was a row of stools around the long table, wooden plates, wooden forks, bread, cheese, and Wood Elf dumplings all over the table. They didn't mind the rhythm of the tyrannical creatures, the charm of alcohol made the patrons of the tavern drunk, only a ragged wood elf looked nervously at his table mate, and when the arm of the drinkmate next to him finally collapsed, he grabbed the bottle of wine that the drinker had drunk and drank wildly.

The Settar Wood Elf, who had black hair, blue eyes, and a three-handful goatee, took two bottles of wine, and knocked the drunken drunk next to the ragged Wood Elf to the ground, and sat next to the Wood Elf beggar, calmly tasting the turquoise elixir and jade liquid, he felt the eager gaze cast by his side, and simply pushed the bottle of El Tora wine that had not yet been opened to the ragged Wood Elf beggar beside him, "Drink if you want, tonight is mine." ”

"Ahh Thank you! You're a good guy. It's been a long time since I've met such a generous drinking buddy as you. The wood elf beggar was very pleased with this sudden luck, he quickly pulled out the cork, filled himself with a glass, and looked at the strange Settar wood elf with a smile, "Sir, you seem to be a native of Settar, but I don't seem to have seen you before." ”

"Oh, I just learned to drink this thing. Glycol in the mouth, it's a good thing. The goatee-bearded Settalmu elf played with the turquoise liquid in the cup, frowning slightly thoughtfully.

"Man, looks like you must have something on your mind. But it's a good thing, and if you can drink it like the guy lying on the ground, you'll feel like you're in trouble. The wood elf beggar grinned, revealing his black teeth and crumbs of bread stuck between his teeth.

"Oh? I've had three bottles of El Tora, but I don't think my anxiety has changed in the slightest. I feel like I'm getting more and more worried. The goatee-bearded Settar Wood Elf drank the wine from the wooden cup and slammed it down.

"Ah, it looks like you're worried, man, why don't you try this?" The wood elf beggar looked left and right, and finally carefully took out a black pill the size of a fingernail from his arms, "As long as you can get this--black dream." Dude, you've probably heard of this famous thing in private. ”

"Yes, I heard that. But this thing seems to be very difficult to obtain. The goatee-bearded Settalmu elf nodded slightly, his face showing curiosity, and he couldn't help but extend his hand to the beggar.

"This is a baby, I used to be a rich aristocrat, but for this thing, hey, forget it. Don't mention it, who told me I like this thing! Eat this and you'll have whatever you want! The beggar closed his hand, held the pill tightly in his palm, and quickly retracted it.

"Yes, it's a precious thing! Come, I'll fill it for you! Let's drink. I'm interested in this black dream. The goatee-bearded Wood Elf patiently poured a large glass of El Tora for the ragged and slumbered nobleman, the Wood Elf Beggar.

"It's not for the sake of you inviting me to drink and being very anxious, ordinary people, I don't bother to tell him about this kind of baby." The beggar snorted triumphantly, and unceremoniously drank the wine that the goatee beside him had filled him with in one gulp, and after burping contentedly, he moved his covetous gaze to the wood elf brought by the goatee-bearded Settal Wood Elf.

"So how can you get this thing? Don't fool me, I don't have a lot of money, I want to buy it directly. Goatee pushed a plate full of Wood Elf dumplings to the ragged Wood Elf beggar.

"Well, I'll tell you. The point is that it depends on whether you bring the money? The beggar's face was flushed with crimson sunset, he stretched out his dirty hand from afar, unceremoniously grabbed two lumps of wood elf balls from the plate and sent them to his mouth, "If you want to buy this wonderful pill, you have to find Daimar, oh, a few days ago, there was a mysterious guy from a foreign country who asked about Daimar, it doesn't look like a good stubble to buy it, you have to hurry, that stranger's eyes are full of murderous energy!" But hopefully this guy is okay, as annoying as his pills have cost me all my family's finances and land! Hey, no, he made me enjoy more of the wonderful! If you want to buy this thing, you have to find a connector, and the connector will lead you to his house."

"Who's the connector?!" The beggar's words finally hit the point, and the goatee was a little anxious, and the ragged wood elf beggar seemed to be drunk and almost carried away.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, I think I've drunk too much. The mind is a little messy. The wood elf beggar smiled and blushed like the ass of a monkey everywhere in the woods, and threw himself on the long table and muttered.

"Who's the connector?!" The goatee raised the tone of questioning.

"Change tomorrow, change tomorrow, my lady will call me again. A little more. The wood elf beggar shoved the black pill into his mouth, and his dirty face was full of spring breeze.

"One more point, huh? Let me tell you, I'm the connector, and I'll take you to Daimar's residence to give you three 'Black Dreams'. The goatee was in a hurry, and his long shawl hair was black and shiny.

"The jointer's hair isn't like yours, his hair is red, don't lie to me, the jointer isn't your jointer's buddy Demar. I saw many, many pills. The ragged wood elf beggar slipped off the table as he spoke, and fell asleep against the bench. Goatee quietly drank the rest of the El Tora from the bottle, turned and walked out of the Sea and the Waves tavern, disappearing into the hazy moonlight.

The night is beautiful, the splendor of the wanderer and the guide is bright, the shore at low tide reveals soft sand, and the beautiful shells reflecting the moonlight are like stars dotting the beach after low tide. Only the sea breeze was still blowing.

"It won't make waves." The Wood Elf warriors guarding the tower, the tree house, and the Wood Elf warriors looked out at the sea level in the distance at night.

"Maybe." Another Wood Elf warrior held his longbow, yawned, and said weakly.