A full meal gives Angela a bit of [Gourmetology] proficiency and increases her health to 17.

After a full meal, the three of them worked together to clean up the stall.

Avril took advantage of the firelight and silently read the "General Rune Encyclopedia Volume 7".

Carl wiped his axe and armor with his back against the tree.

Angela, on the other hand, took out her close-fitting notebook, took out ink and quills from her luggage, and recorded the recipe and taste of today's strange snake meat.

After a while, it was too bitter, and Karl yawned into the makeshift tent made up of tree branches.

This is a tacit understanding between them, Angela and Avril keep watch for the first half of the night, and he keeps watch for the second half of the night.

The night was very quiet, not even the sound of insects.

There is just the sound of flipping a book and the "rustle" of a pen rubbing against the paper.

Angela was lazy, put away her notebook, put her hands on her head, and looked at the moonlight above her head.

After many days of traveling, I can finally take a good rest.

Thinking like this, she turned her head to look at Avril who was still flipping through the book, Avril's face was red from the flames, full of serious concentration, this usually lively tomboy looked quite cute.

A little warm feeling permeated her heart, obviously in the wild, Angela felt at home.

Home has always seemed to her to be no different from prison, but today, although there is a little concern, she does not feel a sense of restraint.

Perhaps, this is the real home!

Real family members don't necessarily need to be together, but no matter how far they go, no matter how long they are apart, when they meet, they are still harmonious, and there will be no feeling of estrangement.

Angela came to her senses, followed by the cold hair, and flew up with her palm, knocking Avril to the ground.

A dark shadow flew by, making a "poof" sound on the ground where Avril was sitting, and it was completely submerged, leaving only the turquoise tail to shudder uncontrollably.

Yes!

Carl jumped up violently, and rushed towards Angela with an axe, and black shadows flashed and landed on Carl, and the green juice exploded.

Carl roared and ran to Angela and Avril, shielding their eyes with one hand and slashing blindly with an axe in the other, blocking them both.

Avril lay in Angela's arms with a panicked face, and a stream of heat dripped onto her face and into her mouth, salty and rusty.

"Sister, are you okay?"

Angela coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and stood up with a pale face, the bloody white of her chest in the moonlight was particularly dazzling.

Angela gritted her teeth and snapped the shaft of the arrow, enduring the pain and pulling the rest out of her body.

The turquoise shafts, arrows made of animal teeth, and tail feathers made of leaves are clearly elven arrows.

The elf's bow and arrow are extremely powerful, and even with Angela, the body brought by 17 HP is still shot through.

Hit hard, your health drops by 10 points in an instant.

The benefits were also obvious, the blood loss stopped immediately, and Angela quickly regained her combat effectiveness after coughing up the blood in her lungs.

Carl is a solid fortress that protects Angela and Avril.

The elf's arrows were fast and ruthless, and in a short period of time, Carl had been hit by more than 20 arrows, and the whole person was somewhat towards the hedgehog.

Two black shadows burst out of the forest, moonlight shining down to illuminate their true bodies.

With long silver hair tied up, green skin, pointed ears, rattan armor, and a snowy scimitar with strange patterns, they are two elven rangers.

After a brief moment of panic, Avril had calmed down, took out the repeater, wound it, and fired it.

"Ding Ding Ding" three sounds, an elf brandished a scimitar, easily flicked away three fast and ruthless crossbow arrows.

Avril's pupils shrank sharply, and the speed of this elf's scimitar was no less than Angela's sword.

Angela rushed out from Karl's side, taking advantage of the momentum, drawing her sword and slashing.

A piercing clash of gold and iron rang out, and a string of sparks exploded in midair.

Angela quickly retreated, a trail of blood sliding from the blade.

Unlike orc goblins, elven blood is red.

Despite the one-hit achievement, Angela frowned.

Just now, her sword flicked off the elf's scimitar and stabbed at it.

As a result, as soon as she touched the elf's vine armor, she felt that the touch was wrong, and she slid slightly to the side, if it weren't for her extremely high control of the sword, I am afraid that it would have slid away completely.

Even so, most of the force was cut off, and the rattan armor blocked it layer by layer, and in the end, Angela was only a small half of the tip of the sword pierced, and then she was unable to enter again.

Angela knew that the elves' vine armor was not good at defending against thorns, mainly against slashing and blunt attacks, and the feeling just now was because the elves used special vine armor defense techniques.

But even so, this rattan armor is really strong in defense.

Carl burst into a loud shout.

Taking a big step forward, the axe in his hand swept away, forcing the wounded elf back.

I didn't know that the other elf was so ingenious that I saw him fly up, with his toes on the axe, and then he went further, and the bright scimitar crossed an extremely sharp arc.

The elf's scimitar is at least ten gold coins, and it has no price.

The reason why it is so sought after by human beings is entirely because it is as sharp as clay.

Today, its sharpness is on perfect display.

Karl's eyes widened, a thin line appeared on his neck, green juice splattered, and his skull slid down,

Angela grabbed her head and reached out to put him back on Carl's neck.

Completely tight, not a single centimeter.

The elf flew past Carl and Angela, and as soon as he landed, he turned back and stabbed Angela in the back.

Angela held Carl's head steady with one hand and swung her steel sword with the other.

A string of sparks exploded in mid-air, and I don't know if it was the sound of friction between weapons or the sound of tearing the air.

Just as Angela and the elf were in a stalemate, the wounded elf pounced, scimitar raised high, shining in the moonlight.

Avril pounced on her, holding her dagger in one hand and the end of the hilt with the other.

This grip can concentrate the strength of her whole body on one point, even if her strength is not large, even if the weapon in her hand is a short sword, it can also break the armor.

Her steps were light, and she sprang out on tiptoe.

This trick was given to her by Angela, it is called a sacrifice blow, and once it is used, one side will die.

A touch of snow white leaked from the elf's chest, and all Avril's strength was vented, and the elf who hit it staggered, and pulled out the short sword.

With a bath of blood, the magic array composed of runes on the short sword burst out, and a red light flashed the moment it was drawn.

The elf's blood gushed out like a spring, draining her strength as fast as he could, and just then, Karl let out a loud cry and threw his arm out of his body, knocking the other elf to the ground.

Raise the axe with one hand and slash it hard.

It was soft to the touch, and the heavy axe bounced slightly, sliding over and smashing on the ground, splashing dirt.

The elf spat out a mouthful of blood, and the carp leaped to its feet.