A tree that can walk!

Picking up a bush and looking out into the forest, Charles was curious.

The bright sunlight penetrates the shade of the trees and forms light spots on the undulating grassy surface, and the birds are lively around the woods, raising their heads and singing, and occasionally chirping to fly to another tree.

In this environment, a strange tree with a trunk that resembles a poplar tree, but walks on two legs like a root, comes into view.

It was walking east from the west side of the bush where the Charles were.

It looked heavy, and with each step, its eerie legs sank into the forest surface covered in fluffy dead leaves.

But he was very "light", so light that he walked slowly and did not step on any living flowers and plants on the surface around him.

Sometimes, when there is no room left, its unique roots and feet will support its entire heavy body like tentacles, and it will move one by one, carefully to the extreme.

So it's not hard to guess how slow the tree will be.

Since there was nothing to rush on, the charr had plenty of time to waste right now.

He observed the tree, his gaze shifting as it moved, until it approached his hiding place, and then quietly turned and retreated.

Charles was curious about the tree, but it was better not to touch it without knowing it in detail.

It's just that he thinks like this, but the strange tree obviously doesn't think so much.

Although the Charr's movements were subtle and silent, the seemingly clumsy and extremely sensitive Ente herdsmen had already discovered him.

"May the stars shine upon you, young Elda."

A deep, slow voice sounded not far away, with a little bit of a twisting accent, sounding a little vague and uncomfortable.

This appears to be some kind of dialectal version of Elven Sinda.

By this time Charles had left the bushes and hid behind a large camphor tree.

When he heard this, he tilted his head and saw that the strange tree man was now parked in front of the bushes where he had been lying on his stomach.

Facing him, the "head" leaned forward slightly, revealing a wooden-looking cheek that grew on the trunk of a tree.

Elda means the people of the stars, and refers to all the elven races in general, but in fact, because of the long period of time and the diversion of the elves, it is not very popular to call it so.

It is unlikely that there are other elves around, so at the moment, this one is obviously greeting Charles, so that Charles unconsciously looks at the bright sky outside the forest.

He seemed kind, and he didn't feel hostile, speaking the language of elves.

So Charles stopped hiding, straightened up his black cloak, which had become a little tattered from his hurry, and stepped out from behind the tree.

"Hello, young treant friend."

Although the other party moved slowly and had "facial features", that face actually looked very young and did not look old at all, so Charles called him so.

"Treeman, I'm not a treeman." The slow voice replied, "I'm a member of the Ents, and if you were to ask for an official title, you could consider us shepherds." ”

What is the difference between a tree man and a tree herder?

Charles didn't understand, and it was not easy to get to the bottom of it when they met for the first time, so he nodded "knowingly": "Okay, young shepherd, good afternoon." ”

"Call me Vladlieff if you want, yes, that's what all Elda I know call me. Or the bark will do. ”

The Treant replied again, and swayed its thin-looking branches toward the Charr. "I need to hurry, a friend is calling me, maybe what's the urgency? Young Elda, before I leave, I wish I could know what your name is. I'll talk to you again if I get the chance. In fact, I love to chat with strange Elda, who usually walk through places that are not short, and we ...... Well, you should be able to tell that we've always walked slowly. ”

Charles replied truthfully, only to be annoyed by the other party's annoyance and scratched his head with a branch.

"Charles? What is the meaning of the name? Sorry, I'm not very proficient in Elda's language yet...... In fact, I've only been learning it for a long time, and I learned it from my elven friends. Well, young Charles, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

With that, it swung its branch at Charles again, and then stepped away on his heavy-looking legs again.

……

"He seems to be a bit of a talker."

Seeing the other party leave slowly, after a long time, Charles muttered, and then began to continue on his way.

Before, he was actually tired of the long journey, but now after such a thrill, he suddenly found a new kind of fun.

However, the original goal will not change because of this.

The Charr had been heading south, intending to head to the relatively easy to find dwarven cities and then experiment with how much his old knowledge of enchantments and esoteric texts could yield here.

"It's just too small, and it seems a little inappropriate to strike iron with a hammer or something."

Thinking about it in his mind, it didn't affect the progress he had already started.

The dwarves who had passed by the Haradin had told each other their names and places of residence during the exchange of potions.

So Charles was not running blindly at the moment, he kept his way south of Haradin, with the aim of following the woods to a river called the Askar River, because on the north bank of the river there was a road that led deep into the Blue Mountains.

The road was mainly used by the dwarven city to communicate and trade with the outside world, so it was called the dwarf road by the elves and even the dwarves themselves.

To get to the two dwarven cities in the Blue Mountains, you basically have to go through this road, and there is no other way to go.

Charles didn't think he could find the river on the side of the road, because the small battle that had taken place not long ago had taken place at the corner of the Askar River with another river.

It's just that he didn't take the forest road at the beginning, but rode the wolf straight to the land route, but whether it was a forest road or a land route, as long as he kept heading south towards the Haradin station, the first river he encountered was definitely the Askar River.

In other words, dwarven cities are actually easy to find, but they don't know how long it will take to get there.

With this mindset, Charles is full of confidence.

However, as the sky outside the forest gradually changed from bright to dark, and finally completely enveloped by the starry sky, his original self-confidence suddenly dissipated.

Because he suddenly saw a figure that would never have been seen again according to the normal route—the Ente tree shepherd called the bark!

"Did I turn?"

Walking out of a forest trail with obvious traces of man-made traces, Charles was dumbfounded when he looked at the towering figure not far from a river.

The direction in which the tree man was heading east was obviously heading east, and he was constantly heading south, so why did they meet here now?

But in an instant, he temporarily suppressed this question in his heart, because the other party was acting angrily and constantly attacking at the moment.

The target of the attack was a dwarf, half-orc wearing only tattered leather armor.

"Why are there all these ugly monsters everywhere?"

Hiding behind a camphor tree at the edge of the trail, Charles frowned when he turned sideways to see the situation.