The team was led to a large hole, which was their storage room, which was empty - as Red Mei said, they had no food.

Unas put down a large bag of wheat that had been carrying on his shoulders and licked the bricks for the empty granary, although there were still hundreds of bags of various grains in the backpack, he didn't want to take them out.

Even if he learns from Lei Feng's good example, it will be a drop in the bucket, not enough for 3,000 people to eat for a few days, not to mention that he is not so selfless.

Walking out of the cave, Unas grabbed a soldier standing guard and asked, "Where is the Night Elf living area here?" ”

"There's no such place," the soldier looked at Beryl behind him, "if you're looking for the Night Elves, it's just Master Oak and his apprentice. ”

"There are only two Night Elves in this entire camp?"

"Plus the one behind you, it's three."

Something is better than nothing, Unas comforted himself, listening to the soldier's tone, he looked very respectful to the Oak Leaf Master, and it should be no problem to entrust Beryl to him.

Under the guidance of the soldiers, the two walked along the path between the mountain walls to the Night Elves' dwellings, and asked the soldiers along the way, and Unas also knew the details of the Oak Leaf Master.

Holsa Oak Leaf, a few months ago, a self-proclaimed member of the Council of Cenarion who was traveling the world with his apprentices, was heartbroken by the plague-contaminated environment of the Tirisfarian Glades, so he decided to stay and research a solution.

There was no reason for the people of the colony to refuse a druid master who was proficient in natural magic, and he and his apprentices settled in.

But since then, he has had no time to engage in his own research, and the healing spells of natural magic have a good healing effect on toxin damage, and he is a master herb himself, so the druid has become the public doctor in the camp.

After walking a few rough paths, a large tree with a somewhat crooked growth appeared in front of me, the roots of the big tree were tightly embedded in the cliff so as not to let the crooked tree fall, and a lonely log cabin sat in the shade of the big tree, and there were more than a dozen figures lining up in front of the wooden house.

The druid probably made his home in this lonely place in order to find some peace, but he did not expect that his residence had become a noisy clinic.

After the soldiers sent them to the place and left, Unas said to Beryl, "If you want to be a druid, study with this master of oak leaves." ”

"Okay!" Beryl is full of confidence, as if people will definitely accept her as a student.

The two of them walked to the end of the line and began to line up, and since they appeared, Beryl attracted some attention, and her lilac skin and slender ears knew at a glance that she was a Night Elf.

The human aunt in front of them kept looking back and peeking, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Is this young lady a night elf?" ”

Unas had a premonition that there was trouble, but Beryl had already said her introduction loudly: "Yes, hello, my name is Beryl, I'm from the Black Sea, my hobby is dancing, my hobby is singing!" ”

Such a strange answer stunned the aunt for a while, but she immediately reacted and stepped forward to grab Beryl's arm: "You, hello, my son is seriously ill, please save him!" I only have this one son..."

"But I won't heal!"

Auntie burst into tears, Beryl panicked, Unas's head hurt a little, how to explain to Auntie that the Night Elves are not all druids, and druids are not all wet nurses?

The few people in line in front of him also had a tendency to surround them, and Unas hurriedly reached out and made a gesture not to approach, but it had the opposite effect, and those people wanted to surround them even more.

The commotion finally caught the attention of the owner of the hut, and a tall, slender, supermodel-like female Night Elf stepped out of the hut.

With a thin waist and long legs, Unas's eyes are straight, but the awl face is a little remnant, and the black facial lines on his cheeks and forehead are also very beautiful, which does not conform to human aesthetics.

The "supermodel" approached only to find Beryl, she let out a low exclamation, and walked forward quickly: "Elune is on top, I haven't seen other Night Elves for a long time, my compatriot, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine! Big sister, I'm fine! Tears glistened in Beryl's eyes, and she was as excited as if she had met a loved one when she had seen her people for the first time since she had been captured by pirates.

The "supermodel" opened her arms and hugged Beryl in her arms, and the elf girl finally couldn't help crying, the pain hidden in her heart exploded at this moment, and Unas's eyes were also a little moist from the infection.

The human aunt on the side didn't care about this, she grabbed the arm of the "supermodel" this time: "Miss Yeyue, when can the master go to see my son, he is dying!" ”

Yeyue let go of Beryl, with a helpless expression on her face: "Aunt Marcie, your son should only faint temporarily, his illness can only be slowly recuperated, the master has already gone to see him three times, and there will be no other diagnosis." ”

"But ......"

"You need to rest too." The tall female elf quickly stretched out her finger and lightly touched the aunt's forehead, the green light flashed, the aunt's legs weakened, and her body fell back.

Unas hurriedly stretched out his hand to support her, looked at the female elf in amazement, and moved his hands without saying a word, admiring! No wonder no one dared to pester her when she came out, this trick is indeed not a small deterrent.

"Don't look at it, put her on the ground, I just put her to sleep." Ye Yue said it lightly, it seems that this is not the first time to do such a thing.

Unas Yiyan put the aunt flat on the ground, and asked with some uncertainty: "Is this really okay?" ”

"A whole meadow here has been blessed by the master, and it is not comparable to the warmest bed, and she will have a good dream." Before the words fell, the aunt's snoring sounded.

Having said that, it was a bit strange to let a woman sleep in front of the public like this, but the female elf ignored it and asked Beryl instead, "What's your name?" ”

"I'm Beryl-Blade from the Black Sea, what about you, big sister?" Beryl's mood was still a little low, and she didn't even say her favorite introductory words.

"Blade Song ...... of the Black Sea" Hearing the name, the female elf pondered, "I am Wendy Nightmoon, the apprentice of the Master of Oak Leaves. ”

"Who is this?" She turned to Unas, her scrutinizing gaze making the paladin uncomfortable.

Unas was just about to answer, but Beryl spoke first: "This is Brother Unas, he rescued me and many others from the demon's cage, and he is still the great hero who killed the Dreadlord King!" ”

"Oh?" Wendy Night Moon looked at it even more meaningfully, like guarding against a pervert who specializes in deceiving little girls, but verbally she still politely thanked her: "Thank you for your favor to the Night Elves." ”

Unas sensed her rejection of people from thousands of miles away, but he didn't care too much, as long as she could take good care of Belyl: "It's not a favor, I just did it, and Beryl helped me a lot." ”

"Looks like you've had a great adventure, and I can't wait to hear the story," the elf leaned over and gestured please, "Come on, the master will welcome you, too." ”

The three of them walked quickly into the hut, leaving everyone in the queue outside to seek medical treatment, and Aunt Marcie, who was lying flat in the middle of the grass, turned over lazily, snoring.