It was the first time Milune had been so close to a foreign dwelling. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

For the dryads, Senarius, the god of the forest, was their father, and they followed Cenarius's teachings to make the forest their home.

When you are thirsty, you drink the spring water from the stream, when you are hungry, you eat some grass and mushrooms, and when you are sleepy, you can rest under the shade of the leafy trees. This life had been with them for a long time, until the appearance of the Night Elves shattered the silence between them and the forest.

But just as there is a martial arts faction like Lunara among the dryads who have a mild personality and don't like fighting, there are occasionally people like Mirune who don't want to stick to the old rules and like to accept new things. Although the sisters felt that her character was too bad and that sooner or later she would encounter a bloody lesson, Mirune felt that if everyone closed their hearts to things, then the estrangement and strangeness would never be eliminated.

The sisters laughed at her for this: "Mirune, you are a coward who will shed tears when you see a small animal die, but what kind of people are those people, they are hairy and blood-drinking savages, and if a creature like you is caught, they will definitely eat it." ”

"But my father said that every living thing has the right to live for survival, even like bears and wolves in the forest, as long as they are for survival and not indiscriminately killed, they have a reason to exist, and their existence is also part of this natural balance."

As the god of the forest, Cenarius treats every creature in the forest equally, even the noisy and unpleasant bears, but for the herbivores, the predators will always be their natural enemies, especially those who hunt with weapons. Because they were too dangerous and cruel, they were reluctant to approach them.

Unable to refute it, the sisters can only restrain Mirune with their usual strong language, rather than convince her.

But a heart that yearns for freedom cannot be bound by those legal principles.

So the sisters objected to Mirune approaching the Night Elves, but she sneaked out alone.

When Eren and Fitz led her to the Night Elves' camp, Mirune craned her neck curiously.

There was something she had never seen before, and even though the place was only a temporary habitat, the Night Elves had taken a moment to fix it.

On both sides of the clearing, there were large piles of wood and copper ore, wood was no longer scarce since the advent of the tool copper axe, the forest was full of trees, and all the Night Elves lacked was time.

In the most central part of the camp, there were forged boilers and iron felt, and Mirune was curious about what the strange-looking big iron block was for, but soon, she was attracted by the campfire on the side, because it was lunch time at this time, so a pot of thick soup was boiling on the stand of the campfire, and the pot made of ceramics was steaming under the **** of the tongue of fire, even if it was far away, she could smell a strong fragrance wafting over.

Milune sniffled at this.

"It's the leaves of evening primrose and holly grass, and the smell of black mushrooms," Mirune furrowed her pretty eyebrows slightly and turned her head, "But that's poisonous." ”

"That's amazing!" Alan couldn't help but praise him, he had a system so he could accurately distinguish those plants, but the fawn in front of him could sniff out just by his nose, and Alan felt that perhaps she was more talented in herbs than everyone present.

Just as he said, "Friend, do you believe in Alan?" Just as they were about to blurt out, several other Night Elves spotted them and came to their side.

"Yo, I just talked about whether the dryad was good or not in the morning, and the Darth Rema brothers turned around and grabbed one and came back." Needless to say, you can probably guess who said this.

"Jare, you're going to be damned." Ravenketh elbowed his friend hard on the side, telling the unobtrusive guy to shut up.

Seeing the stranger in front of her, Milune subconsciously hid it to Alan and Fitz's side, although this was a bit of a stealing bell, and the Night Elf's body couldn't hide her four hooves.

"You're scaring her, idiot!" Connie also frowned and complained, she could tell from the way Alan and Fitz came back that this timid young lady was their guest today, she smiled at Mirune and said, "Don't worry, this guy is a fool, but I promise he won't mess around, and if he dares to be rough with you, I'll swear to nail him to the trunk with my arrow." ”

"Hey!" Jia Lei said with a smile and tears.

Milune poked her head out from behind Eren, the language of the trolls was not the same as that of the dryad, but it was not entirely different, as the original language of the inhabitants of Azeroth came from the Titans. Over time, the differentiation has changed, but because the dark trolls live on the territory of Cenarius, their language is very similar, like the difference between official and vernacular, and if you listen carefully, you can still understand it.

Milune's eyes widened, and she carefully looked at the three Night Elves in front of her, then she turned to Eren and said, "These two people are also among the people who saved me in the past. ”

"Brother Darth Rema, what the hell is she talking about?" Jia Lei asked.

"She said you look weird."

Alan said irresponsibly, and then came to the campfire with a group of snickering people, the broth on the shelf was almost cooked, and after Alan and they found a well salt (natural brine) recently, the last ingredient of the seasoning was also ready (they had found mineral salt when they were mining before, but Alan felt that eating that thing really had a shadow), and now he smelled the smell of meat that came from the fragrance, and he couldn't help but feel that his mouth was full of relish, especially after a morning of hard work like Jarley and Raven Keys, Basically, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva.

But Milune couldn't help frowning as she watched the pot boil, she knew that it was stewed with animal meat.

Alan looked at her and asked a very important question, "Do you know what's cooking in there?" ”

Milune bit her thin lip and nodded.

"Do you hate that?"

All the other Night Elves were watching her as he asked, and Mirune felt the pressure on her gaze, but she nodded.

"But this is a necessity for our survival, we are different from you, and the intake of fruits and plants alone is not enough to maintain the energy we consume every day, so meat is a must." Alan said.

Milune was silent for a moment, then said, "I understand, meat eaters, herbivores are all part of this natural life, and only when they are present can they form a cycle and balance. ”

"Oh, a very philosophical word." Alan was a little surprised: "It seems that you can get along with us amicably." ”

This compliment made Milune laugh a little embarrassedly: "These are all taught to us by our father, and I just learn and use them now." But if you can, please don't eat me, and don't let me eat meat......"

The fawn said, pouting pitifully.

Alan laughed out loud after hearing this, "Of course, long live understanding, as a first step to witness our friendship, I invite you to eat our Night Elf salad, Connie, please give our Miss Dryad a share." ”

Connie didn't refuse.

This is not only because Eren is the leader among them, but because she herself is one of the few Night Elves who have a soft spot for this dish, and Eren only gave her the way to season and a few fruits and vegetables and condiments that can be used, but there is a good saying, interest is the best teacher. Now, Connie has not only surpassed the master chef who taught her the dish in the craft of salad, but has also created several novel ways to mix it herself, and is full of interest in how to use more ingredients to enhance the umami flavor.

Under her skill, she soon won over a fancier!

"Hmm, what is this, it's really good to eat!" Milune muttered indistinctly, she wasn't used to chopsticks - in fact, the Night Elves weren't used to eating with two sticks, she held a clay bowl in one hand and stuffed the fruits and vegetables into her mouth, her cheeks bulging like pines eating acorns, and her eyes were shining.

With the exception of Ellen, most of the Night Elves are not very interested in salads, and apparently prefer meat to vegetables and fruits, including her husband Fitz. But when she finally met someone who liked the same thing, Connie proudly described the secret recipe for her salad as if the switch had been flipped on: "The reason why it tastes so good is because it contains my special jam, which is made from ......."

The Night Elves all looked at Fitz with a look on their faces, meaning that you should take care of your wife, but the latter pretended not to see it, and ate the broth in the bowl with joy.

For the current Night Elves, eating and drinking is all they have in their lives, and oh, thanks to the true god Allen, who has given them all this.

But the Night Elves did not know that under the chaotic ruts of Azeroth, no one could escape their fate and be alone.

The arrival of war may be in the near future. But even so, let's enjoy this rare time of peace, wait for the curtain to open, raise your lamp, and sing to your heart's content.

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