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"My own problem?!"

Vincent was talking to himself, he really couldn't guess why, according to common sense, isn't it the stronger the strength, the more attention people have?

[If it's because I'm invited by the elves, why are those people just staring at me?]

Vincent thought for a long time, but still didn't think about what the reason was, so he simply stopped thinking about it, and instead looked around at his surroundings along the way.

As a result, Vincent lost interest after two glances, and when he first entered the civilian area, all his attention was focused on the air quality, and he did not pay attention to the changing environment around him. But now, as expected, the name of the Plea is not correct at all, except for the four-storey building that says on the signboard that the auction house is four stories high, and the rest of the buildings do not even have a two-story floor.

And compared to the hundred flowers in the civilian area of the blessed city, there are different styles but there is no lack of distinctive architectural styles. The buildings in Nasta City are like a copy and paste, all made of long strips of white unknown boulders, not to mention the windows, which open in the same direction.

However, as he progressed, Vincent saw some clues in these stereotypical buildings. So, he radiated the range of his spiritual power, stretched out like a spider's web, and used the silk thread composed of spiritual power to slowly cling to those houses. Of course, in order not to be detected by Ace, he specifically avoided the area around her body and weakened the strength of his mental power as much as possible.

[I see.] ］

Soon, Vincent, who got the answer, withdrew his mental power to cover the entire civilian area, and he finally understood the reason why the buildings in the civilian area were so uniform.

It turned out that after Vincent's spiritual power climbed to the second floor of one of the buildings, he sensed a miniature magic array that consumed almost nothing, and every building above two floors in his perception was the same. In particular, the top of the auction house's dome-shaped roof was carved with a giant magic array that was five times larger than other miniature magic arrays and ten times stronger than the miniature magic array.

These magic arrays are in operation all the time, and they rely on a kind of energy transmission thread between them, which are completely connected together, forming a super large magic array that spreads all over the civilian area.

[Such a large-scale transformation of the magic array, I am afraid that only the elves are so willing to do so.] ］

Vincent shook his head secretly, the magic array that transforms the environment can be said to be the chicken rib of the chicken ribs, except for the two functions of purifying the air, marking all the dirt within the magic array and removing {on the street}, and then there is no other role at all.

However, Vincent understands very well, after all, it is an elf race! In the game, their players often joke that the beauties of the elf race do not eat the fireworks drops of the world, and there is no excretion at all.

It's just that Vincent is still a little puzzled, if the elves lack natural magic gems like Ace showed, but if such a huge magic array wants to maintain its operation, the magic power required in it will definitely not be low.

Even if it is a mage with a magic array specialty, it will be enhanced in terms of its mana consumption. The mana required by the giant magic array every ten days was enough to exhaust the mana in the gems that Vincent had given away as a favoritism.

[Unless it's ...... ］

Vincent thought of a possibility, and even that possibility was probably a certain guess.

Thinking about it, Vincent looked at Ace beside him uncontrollably, with a certain pity in his eyes.

He has always believed that a race like the elves, which pursues the ultimate quality of life, is never suitable for contact with the outside world. What they need is a world where they don't have to worry and don't have to run for survival, but unfortunately, that kind of world doesn't exist.

In this way, Vincent and Ace were in front, and Averosie and Avella were behind, and the group of four walked around the civilian area towards the elven station.

Finally, it wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that the four of them stood in front of an abrupt clearing, and Ace stood slightly in front of the three Vincent. She was standing quietly with her eyes closed, as if communicating something with someone in the elven quarters.

As a magician, how could Vincent not perceive the reason for the blank space in front of him? if he wanted to, he could find the exact point where the elf was stationed in the illusion circle without Ace's guidance at all.

But if Vincent relied on his spiritual power to forcibly penetrate the illusion array, it would really be contrary to his original thoughts.

However, Ace's expression after opening her eyes made Vincent feel quite uncomfortable for a while.

Because, when Ace's pale green pupils looked at Vincent, Vincent easily read the embarrassed confession in her eyes, and her hesitant tone made Vincent believe that his hunch was correct.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid you'll have to wait a few days to come back again. ”

After speaking, Ace bent down, and bowed at a forty-five degree angle, not straightening up for a long time.

"Can you tell us why?"

In fact, Vincent was quite angry when he first heard Ace say sorry. And it's not that he is not good at controlling his emotions, but that he can't figure out what these elves want to do. Since they were determined to make contact with humans, why were they reluctant to meet him at the last moment, didn't they say that someone had entered the elven station? Why did he become so "reserved" when it was his turn?

His turn?!

Thinking of this, Vincent subconsciously glanced back at Avella, whose eyes were full of disappointment and her expression was also disappointed, and immediately thought of a possibility.

Therefore, he didn't wait for Ace to explain, and said with a serious expression: "Is it because I am a man?"

The reason why Vincent said this was that he suddenly remembered that for the first time in the game, he was invited to a banquet hosted by the elves, and all the players they invited were male players, and the rest were female players.

And his arrival really caused a faint disgust among many elven NC, but it was only because he saved a full three hundred elven clansmen in a certain mission.

As for the concept of 300 elves? It is like saying that in an ordinary elven village, its members are no more than twenty, and each such village can be responsible for the security of the territory within a radius of 100 miles.

It can be said that Vincent's rescue kept the elves in control of a large forest territory.

Therefore, even how disgusted the elves were with foreign men, they were still very grateful to Vincent, a benefactor of great merit, which was why he received the invitation.

Vincent, however, was very dissatisfied with the banquet, because he found that wherever he went, there was a blank space centered around him. Except for some female gamers who are simply interested in his bald head, as well as careerist female gamers who are keen to build good connections.

As for the elves who hosted the banquet, I'm sorry, no one was willing to take the initiative to approach Vincent, even the elves who had been saved by him.

That's why Vincent thinks of it when he hears Ace say I'm sorry. After all, after the banquet incident was "invertently" spread by a big-mouthed female player, Vincent became a hot topic in the game at that time in a very short period of time, and it was a top hot spot for a full month, and this popularity did not gradually dissipate in everyone's vision until the update of the new expansion.

Since then, Vincent has never been to an elven banquet again, and every time he completes a mission issued by the elves to receive a reward, he does his best to ask for a reward in his equipment.

Therefore, until Vincent received the title, all the elven NCs privately circulated a title for Vincent.

However, this time, Vincent's guess was wrong, and when Ace heard Vincent's words, she thought that Vincent had only now figured out why she was being watched. So he couldn't help but laugh, and then immediately held back his laughter, and said, "Although I am very pleased that you finally know what the reason for attracting attention is, it is not the reason why I can't invite you into the station. ”

Vincent was still wondering why Ace was laughing for no reason, but after hearing what she was saying later, he suddenly realized his expression and said in a clear tone: "Oh, no wonder those people are always staring at me. I mean, it seems that you elves know about their quirks!"

"We're not talking on the same level, are we?"

Before she could refute Vincent's quirks, Ace first talked about her misunderstanding with Vincent.

After hearing Ace's words, Vincent thought about it and asked, "Is it really not because I'm a man that we weren't allowed to visit?"

"How can it be, since I am personally acting as a guide, then your gender problem is not a problem, alas!"

Ace said with emotion, stroking her forehead and shaking her head constantly, as if she was very disappointed in herself, especially ashamed of her sudden laughter.

Hearing this, Vincent was puzzled, in that case, what did it mean not to allow them to enter, and to repent for the time being?

"Well, yes, the guards and court elders in charge of the security of the station have all left the station to rescue a team surrounded by monsters, so ......"

Ace, who quickly sorted out her emotions, told Vincent about the situation. Especially when she spoke, in front of Vincent, her eyes were aimed at Evessie meaningfully, the goal was very clear and the meaning was very obvious.

A sixth-order mage like Evsie, Ace didn't dare to take her into the residence without permission.

Vincent, who understood her concerns, nodded, and stopped aggressively forcing Ace to take the three of them in.

But he thought about it, since he is idle, it is not bad to brush up on his favorability and add some negotiating weight!

So Vincent took the Flowing Cloud Longbow from behind his back, held it in one hand, and then said righteously, "How can I sit idly by and ignore my friend when he is in trouble? ”

Ace, who was startled by Vincent's rash removal of the longbow, couldn't help but twitch the muscles at the corners of her mouth when she heard Vincent's words.