"Big wood, do you say that the children are doing too well now, my rabbit cub dared to talk back to me two days ago!" A middle-aged man who looks like he's been weathered is wiping a glass in his hand while chatting with a professional who is drinking. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the junction of the knight empire and the elven forest, the half-elf half-elf of mixed blood is the mainstream here, because the humanoid intelligent life has always had the common enemy of elemental creatures, so the relationship between several races can be said to be quite good, and because of this, there are often some interracial love between humans and elves who are relatively close to the aesthetics, even if there is a huge difference in lifespan, it can't stop a person, plus an elf's pursuit of love.

The little rabbit cub in this middle-aged man's mouth is a half-elf, for humans this kind of hybrid has a talent beyond ordinary people, and for elves they have the vitality that pure-blood elves do not have, it is really an excellent race.

However, when this kind of half-elf begins to enter the rebellious period, he will also make his parents abnormally big, just like any other teenager who has entered the rebellious period, and in this regard, no matter what race it is, "everyone is equal".

"Hmph, you still talk about him? Aren't you just as bold yourself? You didn't dare call me 'Big Wood' before. The pro took a sip of a fruity cocktail that would have been worth a fortune, but since the rise of rare fruit tree plantations in the Elven Forest, their prices have dropped until they are affordable for a low-level professional like him.

Of course, it is not only these original luxuries that have been reduced in status, but also these professions, just look at this powerless bar owner, who has begun to dare to call himself by his nickname, which was absolutely impossible to happen fifteen years ago.

"Ah, isn't that what the teachers at school said? What is it called? Everyone is equal, I think you're doing pretty well now, and you're married to Miss Hedwig, you must know that you will never be able to marry this eldest lady in the first place, and your low-level druid status is nothing special except that you can become a big piece of wood. The bar owner continued to wipe the glass by himself, dragging the blessing of various raw materials to a large price reduction, his original talent for making cocktails that had been deeply buried was fully activated, which was also the direct reason why he was able to marry his own beautiful elf lady, even in the entire dukedom, or the current province, his reputation is also widespread, but unfortunately his own cub has not inherited his talent at all, it seems that the "dazzling" bar can not develop into a family business.

"Ahem, my transformation form is called a tree man, not wood! I'm going to turn my face if I say that again! The druid deliberately said with a tiger face, "Also, don't call me a druid, I'm now the chief agricultural consultant in Anru Province, aren't you afraid that I will report to the speaker and cancel your purchase discount?" "That's right, this low-level druid can marry a thousand-year-old family, and he is also the daughter of the Norrance family where the current provincial speaker is located, and it is precisely because of his outstanding talent for planting technology that he was appointed as the person in charge of agriculture in the province.

"You dare? As long as you do make a small report, I will never serve special cocktails to the council salon again, after all, I don't have the raw materials, do I? "The barkeeper is not afraid at all, and besides, the boss's wife, that is, the elf lady is still a close friend of Mrs. Hedwig, and if you really want to make trouble, our chief agricultural consultant of Anru Province is really a little unbearable.

"Ahem." The druid coughed again, a little embarrassed to change the subject, as he found that he didn't seem to have much of an advantage in this area. "What did you just say? Your little cub won't listen to you? Oh, what's the other sentence? Equality for all? ”

"He dares! That's Lao Tzu's cub, he dares to mention to me that everyone is equal? The barkeeper's reaction was quite unusual, and the druid had learned something, and it seemed that the little half-elf who didn't know the height of the sky had really told his dad about it.

"He's in the third grade this year, well, that's normal, I just learned that in the third grade class." The druid comforted the bar owner, "That's just that they have just received an education in this area, and they are on the rise, it will be fine in two years, and the fifth grade course has the etiquette course from Tang Guo, and after learning that, our Peter Pan will also know what filial piety is, right?" He was also very familiar with the bar owner's child, and he was very fond of the child with outstanding talent, and even taught the druid the basics, of course, as a low-level druid, his stock was depleted after only a month's work.

"Well, I hope so." The bar owner shook his head, then chuckled softly, pulled out a pair of clean-swiped glasses, and made a special cocktail with a lot of "luxury ingredients" for himself and the friends in front of him. "Customary, then."

"Customary." The druid raised his glass and touched the boss, which was originally a custom in the Tang Kingdom and was later quoted by the whole continent.

"A Salute to a Better Tomorrow"

"A Salute to a Better Tomorrow"

On the other side, our Peter Pan, oh, maybe we can call him Rogers, what is Andre Rogers doing now?

He is facing a major choice in his life, whether to abandon the three-year foundation of the druid and become a knight? Although the elves can become legendary knights, but humans can't, so far only the red dragon prince's personal disciple "pure white woman" Alice has broken through the legend, so can he, a half-elf, do it? Despite his talent and intelligence, Rogers Jr. inevitably fell into distress.

"So, is there an answer?" Mijas looked at the half-elf child in front of him, and he hadn't seen that tangled face for a long time, "Do you want to be my disciple?" ”

"Well, that, well......" Rogers kept fiddling with his two index fingers, a little habit he would show when he was nervous, "I, can I really be a legend?" ”

Yes, the reason why little Rogers is so entangled, or because Mijas said that he can become a legendary knight, although he is also full of confidence in his talent, but legend is still a rather distant thing, and it is also an extremely difficult threshold to cross, I don't know how many days of pride have fallen in front of this threshold, and more importantly, in this new era when the status of professionals has begun to decline, the legendary powerhouses still retain their arrogance, and strong individual strength is still the most valuable thing after all, legend, That's it.

Mijas's face was hidden in the hood, although Rogers had relied on his height advantage many times to see what kind of face it was, but if he couldn't even do this, Mijas wouldn't have to live, so he just smiled and gave Rogers more time to think.

But both Mijas and Rogers know that blind thinking cannot lead to results, and for a smart kid like Rogers, he prefers to get some clear information to convince himself of the mysterious man who suddenly appeared in front of him, "legend" is a rather tempting slogan, but this is not enough for Rogers, he can't be sure if this is a blank check.

"So, what is your answer?" Mijas's tone was still so flat.

"I do!" Rogers was in a hurry and directly said the desire in his heart, after all, he was still a ten-year-old child, even if he was smart, he couldn't withstand the temptation of "legend", of course, this also had a lot to do with the fact that Mijas used his volley sword intent to kill a high-level demonic beast that inadvertently broke into the surroundings of the town at the beginning, only the strong can have enough credibility when he says something that can train you to be a strong man.

"Good." Mijas pulled Rogers on, and the clothes behind him were pierced by dragon wings, and he flew to Little Rogers' house at great speed.

"What's that? Warlock's human body modification? Or bloodline magic? "Little Rogers is definitely a very knowledgeable person of his age, but these forbidden magic are still beyond the reach of a ten-year-old child, even if he is a gifted half-elf.

"Luo! Jay! This! So, after hearing her child say the names of these dark spells, the elf lady, who was preparing dinner, immediately became furious, "Where did you know these terms?" Although the knowledge of magic has also been popularized after education has been popularized, this type of primitive warlock magic is obviously not within the scope of "popularization".

"Oh, it's over!" Rogers only now realizes that he has actually arrived at his doorstep, and in such a short period of time, it seems that the name of "Peter Pan Rogers" cannot be kept.

Of course, the most important thing now is not his nickname, but how to explain to his mother that he peeked at the banned books in the school, which were supposed to be only read by seniors, but these are not difficult for the smart Rogers, aren't they?

But after a while, Rogers still didn't hear his mother's scolding, so he secretly opened one eye, only to find that his mother was actually stunned at the door.

"Excuse me?" Rogers jerked his head up at the "master" he had just recognized, his mother was stunned because she saw him, and now Mijas had just taken off his hood and showed his beautiful face.

"His Royal Highness the Red Dragon Prince." Miss Elf muttered sluggishly.

"Hello ma'am." Mijas unfolded a warm smile, "I'm willing to give your child a little enlightenment, what do you think?" ”