The four elves were a little anxious at this moment, and said together: "Trist, you need to choose carefully!" ”

In fact, they do so in the opposite way.

I deliberately added the last fire: "Yes, you must be rational and prudent in making a choice, no matter which side you join, you are a part of Santas, what about my side, you are welcome to take a look, if you are not satisfied, you can leave immediately, the four are all your kindred, it should be more understandable, and it is not bad to make a choice when the time comes." ”

This time, the four elves and their men all had a visibly displeased look on their foreheads.

But like I said, this is Santas after all, and there is a different set of rules than their forest home.

To put it mildly, they are a group of people who have been expelled from their clan, and it is unrealistic to want to maintain some old rules......

At this time, the elf sent by the beardless old elf came back, and judging by his face, it was estimated that he had not been able to invite the elf member of the Tatu Society.

Actually, Trist was just an ordinary elf, and if it weren't for me and Ancustodian coming, they wouldn't have paid that much attention.

In the whole Santas, the overall "power" of the elves is still quite large, and together with the human race, they occupy most of the high-end positions, and the orcs are actually relatively weak, although racial equality is the principle, but the concept of race cannot be completely erased, so, my arrival, has offended the elves, although not to the point of enmity, but after all, it is unpleasant.

With Trist joining, their power may not have increased much, but they must not be happy that I have snatched such a talent.

On the other hand, for me, Trist's addition is a great help, at least, a considerable part of Leo's research involves the magic of elves, and analyzing the origin and changes of magic between humans and elves can indeed deepen our understanding of magic, and then improve the theoretical system and improve the efficiency of practice.

So, I'm determined to win, the elves are just holding on for the sake of face, and my strategy is to mess with their train of thought, as long as I attract Trist, even if it's only for the time being, I'm sure I'll keep him.

Speaking of which, this set of plans also took a day to work out in the soul space.

And now, the time has come for the final choice.

"Trist, you have to think clearly......" said the beardless old elf meaningfully.

When Trist heard this, his eyes changed slightly.

I smiled and stopped talking.

My suspicion was confirmed, he was indeed misunderstood and wronged by his people, or betrayed, and he was already wary of Santas's elves, and he was probably hesitant about Tia's words last night, but now the elves' words stirred up painful memories for him.

As I expected, Trist said, "If I choose this Lord Bijon and come back here, will you still accept me?" ”

"Hey, old fellow, it's time to test your acting skills!" Leo said.

The beardless old elf's face also changed subtly, but he said, "Of course, you can......"

The faces of the other three were not very good, especially the younger female elf.

Trist said, "Then, I would like to go to His Excellency Bihon's laboratory first. ”

This time, the elves no longer hid the disappointment on their faces, and some of the elves who were further behind even showed disdain.

I didn't care about their reactions, and said happily, "Welcome, welcome, I'm afraid it's just a look......"

Leo also said: "The old guy's acting skills are not good, and he should have lived for one or two hundred years, why is he so unbreathable?" Glance? Hehe, I can't wait to go back after watching it...... No, that's not how it works. ”

Finally, Trist followed me out of the Elven Tree and out of Elven Street.

On the way, he was still curious to look at everything around him, just like every newcomer.

Back at the lodgings, Vincent and Camver were very happy, and I introduced them, while Trist was busy asking me to show him what he was interested in.

I didn't rush to the study to see the Tyrannosaurus rex, but after making sure that the Tyrannosaurus rex was not awake, I took him to the backyard.

As a result, Trist is caught by a helper.

It was a little elf, to be precise, it should be called a little goblin, a creature from the primeval forest plane, the little elf I had seen at the entrance of Pentagon Street the day I first came in, very small but with transparent wings like dragonflies.

Trist probably saw the leprechaun for the first time, just as I saw the Carthusian Cowman for the first time and confused it with the Orah Cowman.

"What race is this?" He pointed to the little goblins flying among the alchemy plants in the plantation room, and his hands trembled a little.

"This is a fairy from the primeval forest plane, also called a forest elf or elf," I said.

Then I asked Taling, "How did you get a pokemon today?" ”

Taling said, "Vincent is worried that you won't be able to recruit elves, so he spent extra money to take care of the alchemy plants. ”

I said, "No wonder he had a strange look just now, forget it, I don't blame him." ”

"You're looking for me to take care of these plants?" Trist said, "That is, if I promise, this elf, well, the leprechaun is going back to the Otherworld?" ”

I could see that he was interested in the elf, and the generous conditions that he had planned to come up with were not needed for the time being, so I said, "Of course, if you want to stay, I can continue to hire this little goblin." ”

Only then did Trist react and said, "This, it depends on what you said, for example, to treat the pain in my heart, but don't use the so-called amnesia, I don't want to lose that painful memory." ”

Speaking of which, his interest in the leprechaun also quietly faded, remembering what happened in the swamp, or various reasons earlier.

"Of course," I said, "if that's a condition for you to join, I can meet it too." ”

Trist also said yes or no, but said, "So, please start now......

As he spoke, he pretended to glance casually in the direction of the little goblin.

I took him to the area where the Aura cattle were working, into a laboratory that had just been completed.

The so-called laboratory is actually a relatively closed soundproof room, specially prepared for the treatment of Trist.

The helpers watched Trist and I walk in, and didn't come up to say hello.

Walk into the room, close the door, and the outside sound is almost cut off.

It's not that some earth technology is used, it's just a simple soundproof magic array.

Trist looked unnaturally at the only source of light, the translucent glass window.

I waved my hand, and the light from the glass window dimmed, like the sky after dusk and sunset.

Trist was even more at a loss, and I didn't tell him to lay down his arms, but said, "Please be seated." ”

In front of him was a chaise longue, and an ordinary chair.

He pointed to the two chairs and looked at me inquiringly.

I pulled over the normal chair and sat down.

He was still suspicious, but sat down anyway.

"Relax......" I said slowly, mimicking the posture of the Earth psychiatrist Leo had shown me for consultation, "you are absolutely safe here." ”

Trist was still a little nervous, and I couldn't do anything but comfort him in as soft a tone as I could.

Because what happens next depends on Leo.

Trist finally calmed down, and even the hand that touched the weapon relaxed into his abdomen, like a traveler who could finally get a good night's sleep after a few days and nights of traveling.

Leo's hypnosis worked.

Then I said, "Would you mind telling me about your troubles?" Rest assured, here, everything is kept secret. ”

At this time, Trist muttered as if in a dream: "Say it, it's nothing, but I just can't let go of ...... in my heart."

I then guided him through the story.

Speaking of which, there is nothing unusual.

An elf demon archer with a little ability, young and vigorous, proud of the spring breeze, made a group of good buddies, and fell in love with a good girl, and this good girl is still the sister of a good buddy...... It's really a classic beginning.

But it is always like this, some people are lucky, and some people are jealous, even if they are elves who claim to be noble and elegant, they are not exempt from vulgarity.

So, the young man who was proud of the spring breeze was targeted, and just then, the war also happened, and the plan to go to the battlefield with the good buddies and wait for the triumph to marry the good girl has also become an eternally beautiful but unrealizable wish - as the war stalemates or even reverses, the disadvantages of the elves are highlighted, and some people are sacrificed, including Trist's good buddies.

Then, with the grief of losing his friend, Trist prepared to return home, and was sent to the swamp to find the other half of the relics that I had told Wren about him.

Not long after entering the swamp, Trist met a friend who was lucky enough not to die, only to find that the original group of good buddies were not killed in battle, but killed!

Not only that, but the news reached the rear, saying that Trist had killed her good buddy, and the good girl, in her grief, decided to leave the forest herself and seek the truth.

The rest of the story is simple, Trist discovers the opponent who has also entered the swamp - and this opponent has just killed the good girl.

Enraged, Trist kills his opponent, but is framed as a traitor who killed his opponent and the good girl by the plotters behind him!

Leo couldn't help but sigh: "Dog blood is dog blood, if there is really a screenwriter who dares to write like this, he will definitely be scolded......"

I said, "Didn't the earthlings say?" Life is so much more than wonderful. ”

Leo said: "It's also said, looking at other people's stories is to see a strange thing, it really happened to yourself, how can you have time to care if he is bloody or not?" I just want to kill him......"

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