"Who are you?"

The foliage aimed the arrow at the crow standing on the balcony, she wasn't as 'innocent' as Al.

There is also a magic that can turn into animals among their clan, but over time not many elves have used it, and only ancient books can be found about it.

"Your friends, at least in this city."

Ignoring the arrows aimed at her, the crow flailed her wings and fell straight from the ledge.

For a moment, the crow felt underestimated, and the crow was expressing its contempt for the archery of the branch.

The moment the crow landed on the ground, she took on the form of an elf, but the elf's skin was dark purple.

Al was overjoyed to see his own people in the city, but the complexion of the other party's skin made Al happy.

This change is no stranger to the Dark Elves.

While her people were still alive in this world, the elves who lived on the ground didn't like them very well.

"Are you ......," Al cautiously looked at his 'compatriots' in front of him, and then asked with some uncertainty, "is it like this from the sun?" ”

“……”

The dark elf was slightly stunned for a few seconds, and then looked at the taller branches behind Al.

"Is there something wrong with this kid?" The dark elf asked, gesturing to his head.

"She just doesn't like to read." Zhiye replied in a cold voice.

"What are you talking about?"

For a moment, Al had no way to comprehend the conversation between the dark elves and the leaves.

"Behind me."

Leaf whispered to Al that she hadn't let her guard down because of the appearance of the dark elves.

"What are you going to do next?"

The dark elves leaned against the wall with their hands in their hands, looking at the two high elves who had come from afar.

She never thought that the legendary race that should have been exterminated would actually appear in Nolan.

On Earth, it's no different from a dodo in a human city.

It's a pity that the humans of Nolan don't know how to protect rare animals.

Despite the calm demeanor of the elf, the Dark Elf could see the fear and unease in her eyes.

The other... If it weren't for the branches and leaves, they might have followed the dark elves.

Two newborn chicks.

This was the only impression the Dark Elves had of them.

"It's none of your business." Zhiye said in a cold voice.

"Really? It seems that my kindness is superfluous. ”

The Dark Elf shrugged her shoulders and turned to get out of here, but before she could take a few steps, a panicked voice sounded behind her.

"Wait... Wait a minute. ”

Al couldn't help but shout, but the dark elf didn't stop, and finally the dark elf disappeared around the corner of the alley.

"It's really gone."

Al was a little reluctant to catch up, but Zhiye grabbed her arm first.

"Human voices." The leaf whispered.

The elf's keen hearing allowed her to catch the human crowd into the alley for the first time.

There are a lot of them, and no matter how you look at them, they are all rounding up!

"There's also a front..."

Al also heard footsteps coming from the alley ahead.

Leafleaf immediately looked up around the alley, trying to find a place to hide, and when Leafleaf looked up at the top of the alley, she saw an open window.

Coincidental?

Twigleaf listened to the footsteps around them getting closer, they were completely cornered, and even if that window was a trap, they had to jump in!

"Climb up." Twigleaf said to Al.

Al's character though... Naïve, but her physical fitness as an elf was unexpectedly good, and with the help of the branches and leaves, Al easily climbed to the balcony on the second floor.

The foliage leaped up and grabbed the edge of the balcony, and with a deft turn went straight into the room on the second floor.

As the leaves landed, her gaze swept around the room.

It looked like a study with a large number of books piled up on the table, and in the corner of the room there was a huge white piece of paper with a large pile of strange paintings posted on it.

I don't know if it's a painting, because... It's a little too real.

"Don't touch anything." Zhiye instructed Al, who was 'visiting' around the room, and then cautiously came to the side of the door.

Her ears were pressed to the door and she listened carefully to the sound outside, which was very noisy, sounding like there were many people arguing, mixed with the sound of a large number of pages being turned over.

Over here... What the hell is the place? Zhiye began to hesitate to open the door to the study and flee from here.

"That photo was the most satisfying one I ever took."

Suddenly, the voice of the dark elf sounded behind the leaves, and she turned her head sharply to find the dark elf sitting on the windowsill with her legs crossed.

The dark elf was looking at Al, who obediently obeyed the leaf's warning, not touching anything, but standing in front of the blank paper, looking at the various miniature paintings hanging on the white paper.

“……”

Without saying a word, the leaf unfurled his arrow, aiming it at the dark elf again.

"It's so brutal to invade someone's room? That's what you High Elves do? ”

The dark elf pulled open the chair in the study and sat on it, its dark purple pupils staring at the foliage.

"Your room?"

"Where I work, to be exact."

The Dark Elf pointed to the window behind her, and even if the Dark Elf didn't alert the branches, she could hear the sound of the Nolan Enforcer running by.

"I can hand you over to the enforcers of Nolan right now."

The dark elf's sentence was both a reminder and a warning, and in the end, Zhiye could only put down the arrow in his hand.

Although Zhiye didn't know what the purpose of this dark elf was, she still preferred to trust her 'kindred' rather than fall into the hands of humans.

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhiye glanced at the study again, and it was definitely not a cheap place in terms of decoration.

Ever since Elder Sindonar was captured by the humans, the foliage has labeled the city a dangerous one.

But the identity of this dark elf in the city is not simple.

"I'm just an ordinary journalist."

The dark elves habitually stated their identities, but judging by the puzzled expressions of the two high elves, they did not seem to be able to understand the meaning of the profession of 'journalist'.