Lunch time is over.

"We... Is it locked up here? ”

Al sat on the bed with his legs crossed, shivering.

It was a well-decorated double bedroom, and the bed was so soft that it didn't look like a prisoner should sleep.

But the emotions that the dark elves revealed in an instant just now, no matter how simple the character of this high elf is, he can clearly feel that he is 'threatened'.

"Sure enough, the stories my grandmother told were true...... We're going to have to be sold. Al covered his long ears, as if unwilling to accept the fact that he had fallen into the 'thief's den', "Obviously, I haven't finished my coming-of-age ceremony yet. ”

"Not yet."

Leafy wasn't as flustered as Al, and she went to the bedroom window and pushed it open with ease.

But the view outside the window is a bustling street, and the sound of human activity outside sounds no different from bad news to the ears of the branches and leaves.

The windows were unlocked, the doors were open, and the Dark Elves clearly had no intention of putting them under house arrest.

What the hell is the dark elf trying to do? Or rather... What exactly do these humans want to do?

The foliage hid in the shadow of the window, cautiously observing the humans.

Although she insisted on staying calm in front of Al, she couldn't deny that Zhiye couldn't think of a solution to the current situation.

"Al, do you remember what Grandma Enya said?"

Although Zhiye has read many books related to humans, only the older elves have really come into contact with humans.

"It's the humans who will strip you naked and throw you in an iron cage." Al recalled it carefully and then said, "Then I forced you to do all kinds of excessive things. ”

Without saying a word, Leafleaf walked over to the bookshelf in his bedroom, which was filled with all kinds of books, hoping to find a record of the city.

But her eyes were quickly drawn to a primordial crystal, and in that primordial crystal was sealed a leaf, a leaf of the World Tree.

"Part of the sacred tree."

Zhiye picked up the original hedron and thought about it.

"Did the branches of the sacred tree also be cut down by those humans to make props?"

Al stared at the protocrystals in the leaf's hand as if he were witnessing some kind of atrocity.

At the sight of the World Tree's 'corpse', Al seemed to have made up his mind.

"Leave the branches and leaves to me here, you go find the ice dragon first and ask him to rescue the elder."

Silver-white inscriptions appeared on Al's hand, not only beside her, but also on Al's cheeks and arms.

This is the proof that Al is protected by the sacred tree, and probably the reason why this girl dares to be so unscrupulous.

Although Al has almost zero combat experience, she is able to engrave inscriptions on all wooden objects to summon powerful 'golems'.

This summoning spell requires a long chant.

Half of the building is made of woodwork.

"Stay safe." Leaves know this is the only way to fix it.

The branches and leaves used their magic to attach to the original crystal, ready to crush the original crystal, and then take out the leaves of the World Tree inside.

But this time, the infusion of magic power not only did not shatter the original crystal, but also activated the original crystal.

The light shone through the palms of the branches and leaves, shining on the bookshelf in front of them.

For a moment, the foliage thought they had activated some offensive magic, but as the light on the bookshelf stabilized.

It was only then that she could see a painting on the shelf...... A moving painting.

Al's gaze, who was chanting a spell, was also drawn to the projection above.

"Frost... Genie? ”

Branches and Leaves recognized the figure in the painting as a female frost spirit.

The frost elf was sitting in a room facing them, and on the long table in front of the frost elf lay a white cat.

"That's the consciousness of the sacred tree." Al instantly recognized the white cat, the same kind of being as the white bird that their World Tree had manifested.

The atmosphere around that frost spirit was very... It was dim, and the surrounding lights were deliberately illuminated by an ancient lighting tool, candles.

There was even a pile of ancient books and a decaying human skull on the table.

The whole room is filled with a mysterious and eerie atmosphere, and when the white cat lying on the table disappears, the whole room has a creepy feeling!

Is it true that the humans, as Al said, have done some kind of excesses to their people after they have captured them?

"Al, did the humans record these images?"

Zhiye looked worriedly at the frost elf sitting behind the long table.

The High Elves also possess some Primordial Crystals that can play images, but those are creatures of their own clan that record some of the great things their ancestors did.

Zhiye didn't expect that this great recording ritual had not only been mastered by humans, but also used to record these things.

"Branches, can you close that primordial crystal?" Al looked at the eerie atmosphere on the screen and stopped chanting the incantation.

The eerie atmosphere around the frost elves made Al even more sure of the truth of the stories told by the elders.

She could almost imagine what would happen next.

But Zhiye didn't listen to Al's dissuasion, she hoped to get more information from this image, maybe the frost elf would ask someone for help?

"Hmm......"

Al let out a wail in the face of the silence of the branches, and could only close his eyes and concentrate on chanting the spell of the Golem's summoning, so as to keep himself from falling into the illusion of being killed.

What will happen? Whipped or thrown naked in an iron cage as Al said? Or something worse.

As Zhiye guessed what was happening to the poor frost elf, a warm smile appeared on her face, and she waved her hand.

There were no humans, no strange torture, and the frost elf seemed to greet everyone warmly.

"Good evening, everyone, I'm Tyrene, and it's one o'clock in the morning." The frost elf glanced at the yellowed paper he was holding, and said.

"I'm not going to share with you stories about the undead in the early hours of the morning, but recently I received a particularly interesting story, which should have been more appropriate for Mr. Pluck, but for reasons I like it so much, I wanted to tell the first one, the name of the story is "Scarlet Word Research", which is a ...... to solve various problems with knowledge and reasoning The story of the case. ”

Wait a minute... What's going on?

Twig waited patiently for a while, and found that no human had come out to do anything excessive to the frost elf.

She just sat there with a pile of papers and told the story.

"Open... Has it begun? Al opened his eyes slightly, and cautiously glanced at the picture on the projection.

"Al, the frost elf's situation doesn't seem to be the same as the story told by Grandma Enya." Zhiye said.

As Al chanted the incantation, his eyes looked at the frost elves in the picture again.

Although the room around her was strangely arranged, there were no chains or scars on the frost elves.

Zhiye waited patiently and listened to the story narrated by the Frost Elf for a while, and found that it was about a man named 'Watson' who was going to find a strange man named Sherlock Holmes to share with after returning from the battlefield.

There are too many nouns that the branches and leaves can't understand, and the mixture of magic and alchemy knowledge makes the branches and leaves sound a bit of a headache.

"Al......"

Zhiye lost patience and prepared to stay by Al's side, and when she summoned the golem, she fled with Al.

But just as she was about to stop pouring magic into the protocrystal, the next line of dialogue in the screen caused the branches and leaves to pause.

'You can see that you have been to the land of black sands. ’

The dialogue that was supposed to be spoken by a wise man was a little awkward by the voice of an elf woman, but that didn't stop it from arousing Branchy's curiosity.

In the part of the story, which is also the time when Zhiye listens most carefully, it is narrated that Watson participated in the war against the land of the Black Sands.

Judging by the name of the country, it should be a country where humanity was built on the desert.

'How do you know?' Watson's lines ask the same question as the leaves.

In order to figure out the answer, Leafy continued to inject mana into the Primordial Crystal, and after a series of narratives that made Leaf's head feel a little big, Branchleaf's doubts were finally answered.

'Your hairstyle and stance suggest that you are from a military background, and although this is Nolan, you speak with a distinctly Clowski accent in the Iron Country, and your face and hands are tanned, but your wrists are not tanned......

Through the Frost Elf's narration, Sherlock Holmes utters a series of so-called reasoning, a large part of which is not well understood, such as the relationship between nations and names, but she has an inexplicable feeling of 'very powerful'.

The things that Zhiye has been exposed to most in her own city may be books, stories and travelogues from the realm, and Zhiye has also been exposed to a lot, which is also one of the only ways for her to understand human beings.

But most of the stories in each book are based on the adventures of adventurers, as well as the love-hate entanglement between nobles, and this kind of story is a little tired of reading.

In the story narrated by the frost elf, Holmes's concepts of reasoning, detective, basic deduction, etc., seem to have opened a whole new door to the branches and leaves.

Although the content is completely incomprehensible, the novelty brought by the reasoning is enough to drive the branches and leaves to continue listening.

"Branchleaf, what is that frost elf talking about?"

Al stopped chanting the spell again, because she couldn't help it, and Al could understand every word that Miss Frost Fairy said, but the meaning of the connection was completely incomprehensible to Al.

"Sherlock Holmes, that's the full title of the book."

A voice answered Al in place of the leaves.

The moment Zhiye heard this voice, she took out the bow and arrow in her hand and aimed it at the figure who was leaning against the door.

Dark Elves... Once again, she quietly appeared in front of Zhiye and Al.

"This is one of my favorite stories, more interesting than stories like Aladdin and the Magic Lamp and Rapunzel, so I recorded her, but unfortunately not many people know how to appreciate it, and I don't know how long the next part of the update will be."

The dark elf ignored the arrows aimed at her as usual, and said to herself.

"The next part—" Zhiye was slightly stunned for a moment.

In order to use the bow and arrow, she put the protozol back on the shelf, but the protodron was still functioning, and the story of the frost elf was halfway through the case.

"This is a video from three days ago, and Tyren has been busy with a concert lately, and my hires are reluctant to write the next part of the story."

After complaining, the dark elf looked at Al, who was sitting on the bed, and the silver-white magical inscriptions that gradually appeared on the wooden planks on the ground.

"I don't know what system of magical inscriptions you use, but this is what you High Elves do to repay your benefactors in this way?"

"We just want to get out of here." Zhiye said.

"In search of the ice dragon that infiltrated Nolan?"

The dark elves suddenly revealed the true purpose of the two high elves.

At this moment, Zhiye inexplicably remembered the part where Watson and Sherlock Holmes met.

"It's... It's the so-called... Basic deduction? This made Zhiye subconsciously ask.

"Reasoning? I guessed wrong, I just have information related to you. ”

Although the Dark Elf is now a journalist, her predecessor was Nolan's biggest intelligence monger.

Now the intelligence network is several times larger than before, and a little news happens in any corner of Nolan, and the dark elves can grasp it as soon as possible.

However, the information related to these high elves was provided to her by Qiao Xiu.

Qiao Xiu sent a message that 'the Ice Dragon had brought three High Elves to Nolan'.

"I'll take you to the ice dragon."

The Dark Elf appeared behind Al in an instant, his hands on Al's shoulders, and if the branch shot an arrow in his hand, Al would definitely be the first target.

"But only if you stop chanting, High Elves."

The magic sung by this High Elf is very complex, and if it is completed, it is likely to destroy the news association that the Dark Elves have worked so hard to build.

Dissuaded by the dark elves, Al obediently stopped chanting, and the branches and leaves were once again forced to withdraw the arrows.

The two of them were no match for the dark elf.

"Why do you... Help us. "This is what makes the branches and leaves the least incomprehensible.

"It's not me who wants to help you, it's my hires."

The dark elves had a rough look at Al cheeks, she had no idea of saving the two high elves at first, but the dark elves knew that Josiu needed them.