Angel's eyes widened slightly, for this was the first time he had seen the BloodClan. At a glance, he recognized Jones as different from his own.

Jones's eyes widened slightly, too, for he vaguely felt that the elf was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Could this be a clash of fate?

No, not really. Jones was still worried about meeting the so-called "Conelia-sama" soon. He must think in advance about the reasons why the other party may oppose and think of a plan to deal with it. Although he had already thought about the plan, it was obviously not enough, especially after coming to Luo Ge Xianni, he had obtained a lot of information from the blood elves. It needs to be rejudged.

As for Angel, his troubles are even greater, and his life is completely confused.

Just looked at each other silently for three seconds, and then their eyes staggered. Jones continued to meditate, and Angel lowered his head and continued to go his own way.

If they can speak at this time, even one sentence may change the future trajectory of the mainland. However, there are not so many ifs in life. Two lines parallel to each other have no possibility of intersecting.

......

"Money is not tempting to them, I have to have a tempting leverage. Is it hostility to heaven and hell? It depends on whether their queen cares about that. Jones stood on the balcony and touched his chin in thought.

......

"What the hell should I do? Am I going to be in exile like my brother? But where am I going to learn magic if I leave Lorgosianny? I heard that human magic is terrible, and other races won't make it public. Am I going to the Silverwing Peninsula? Maybe I won't even be able to set foot there, let alone learn magic. Angel continued to walk, the bard's voice still echoing in his ears, as if the whole world was laughing at him. However, it was only his own inner voice.

In fact, the whole bazaar is now talking about Jones.

"The Hydra Knight has already come and lives in 'Water Drops'. I've seen him. ”

"What is he doing here? to ask for our help? I heard that the Holy See of the White Bone Holy Light is wrestling with Heaven, and Hell is involved. We are completely neutral and cannot participate in such a war. ”

"I don't know what they're here for. But I have gossip that they came here for the Modo ore. ”

"What are they going to do with that stuff? Does it have anything to do with defeating Heaven?"

"In any case, we don't think we're going to be able to cooperate with him. After all, he is a Blood. While we don't accept Heaven's demagoguery of humans as evil creatures, it's pretty much the same. A group of vampires...... Why should we cooperate with a vampire? even if he frees all the elven slaves. We have a crush on him, but maybe it was just done on purpose to get us to cooperate?"

Of course, Angel didn't hear a word of these voices, he just walked his way silently. My life is bad enough, where is there so much air traffic control for them?

He lived on the rock wall next to the bazaar, with his parents. According to the custom of the elves, he could only move out after he was a hundred years old. Until then, he must be under the guardianship of his parents, who have the right to make any arrangements for his life, including whether to apply for the Academy of Magic or the Academy of Archery.

Coming to the edge of the bazaar, Angel stepped onto the drawbridge.

On the walls of the tree holes, such suspension bridges are almost ubiquitous, and they are built in a mess like a mess that has become an important tool for the inhabitants of the area. After all, if your family lives twenty meters above the ground, it's too tiring to climb the rope every day, isn't it?

After walking for a long time, he finally came to his home fifteen meters above the ground, standing in front of the wooden door, he hesitated to stretch out his hand, hesitated to retract again, hesitated to stretch out his hand again, and hesitated to retract again.

Just as Angel was still struggling with whether to open the door or not, the door opened.

What appeared in front of Angel was Angel's mother. Well, Andrew's mother too.

Long black hair and a delicate face. Wearing a yellow-brown dress with blood elf characteristics, she has a good figure. It's like a girl.

It's hard to imagine that this is already a mother of two children, although this is common among blood elves. Except for the sunken eye sockets, there are hardly any signs of age that can be seen.

Of course, it may not be a sign of time, who has two children like Andrew and Angel who can not be emaciated?

"Are you back?" asked the mother softly.

"Hmm. Angel nodded, then staggered past her mother and entered the house.

Two bedrooms and one living room, a house completely dug out of the sacred wood, the whole house is made of solid wood. Simple furniture, full of all kinds of knick-knacks unique to blood elves. In some places, there are things that look like tree bark. It was painted artificially.

When the Blood Elves want the trees to grow again, they only need to paint this special lacquer in the corresponding place, which is very convenient. It's just that the growth time is a bit long.

Stepping on straw sandals, Angel slid back to his room.

A tiny, cramped room. There are two desks, one of which is already full of clutter and the other is used by Angel daily. There was a plain, broken wood bed covered with green, fluffy leaves. There is also a hammock, which is also full of debris. Two wardrobes with a spare cot in the corner. On the walls hung several wands, two longbows, one large and one small, and two baskets of arrows.

This used to be the room shared by Angel and Andrew, and Angel used to be too small. After Andrew left, it became Angel's room alone, but Angel couldn't be happier.

Oh yes, there's also a bookshelf full of Andrew's magic books. On the contrary, Angel's archery book only occupies a small corner.

Hanging the basket and longbow on the wall, Angel took off his straw sandals, stepped barefoot on the floor, and walked to his desk and sat down.

His desk was facing the window, through which he could see the "droplets" where Jones lived.

Holding his cheeks, he quietly froze, and said to himself, "What will my brother do now? Is he already living the life he wants? Where is he...... It would be nice to know where he is, maybe I can go to him. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, "Knock knock." There was a knock on the door.

Angel was startled and hurriedly turned around.

The door opened, and my mother, who had just left the house and didn't know what to do with the garbage or something, had already returned and was already standing at the door.

"You're going to train today, right?" asked the mother.

"Yes, I'm done training. The coach allowed me to go home. Angel replied hesitantly.

"I know. I just met your classmate, and she told me. ”

"Classmates?"

"Snow, it seems to be the name. It's pretty good-looking. ”

Angel was stunned for a moment, and then asked cautiously, "Then ...... Did I tell you anything else?"

"What should she tell me?" the mother was stunned for a moment.

"Uh...... Nothing, I just wanted to know if she complimented me. Angel craned his neck.

"No, do you have anything to compliment?"

"No ...... for the time being"

"I'm going out, and you're staying at home by yourself. It's going to be your first time in a few days, and you should read more books. If you feel tired, you can go to the training ground and shoot arrows and practice more, you know?"

"Yes, Mother. ”

Mother waved her hand and left. Angel was left alone to continue in the room in a daze.

"Mother actually met Snow? Snow's home...... Doesn't seem to live near my house? I'm glad she didn't tell me everything about me at the training ground, so I wouldn't have had to wait until the first try, and I might not have been able to pass today. After a moment of silence, Angel laughed again: "Snowy is so good-looking, and she is so talented in archery. Everyone likes her, and she has a good relationship with everyone. Except for me......"

Holding his cheeks, Angel's mood became even lower. Thinking of the sadness, he jerked his nose twice, covered his face and was silent.

Suddenly, he stood up and closed the curtains.

Immediately after, Angel pulled out a magic book from the shelf. Opening the magic book, he snapped his fingers lightly and chanted the incantation.

The pencil on the desk flew up with a little bit of sparkle.

It was dark, and when it was lit up again, Angel was already in the middle of a vast field. The pen that flew up turned into an arrow.

Angel seemed to be a different person, no longer the depressed and hopeless elf boy he was before, he had a sharp gaze and a cold face.

With a finger of his hand, the pencil that turned into an arrow flew out and hit the arrow target in the distance heavily, accurately, 10 rings. Not only that, but due to the great force, the arrow directly penetrated the target, leaving only a small hole.

The applause rang out all around, and people appeared one by one, including Angel's parents, coaches, his classmates, neighbors, and, of course, Snow. Everyone was cheering for him.

He stood motionless in the casting position, feeling the cheers.

Soon, however, it became dark again. When it came back on, he was still standing alone in his room, his pencil already driven deep into the wall close to him.

Angel reluctantly lowered his hand. The honor dissipated, and all that was left was endless frustration and a life that was still half-dead.

"Hey, boy, what are you waiting for? You should act now. ”

Suddenly, a voice came.

Angel was startled and hurriedly turned around.

What appeared in front of him was a devil the size of his palm. Fire-red skin, with a pair of fleshy wings that flicker behind it. The monkey has a sharp-beaked gills and a bald head, and there are two small horns on the bald head. It's exactly like the devil described in the book.

It's just a little smaller.

"Who are you?!" Angel screamed, but quickly covered his mouth for fear of disturbing the others.

"Who am I? I am your 'inner demon'. The devil said with a grin.

"'Inner Demon'?" Angel frowned.

"Yes, demons. ”

"I've seen it on some. ”

"Yes, that's it. ”

"But that's a ninth-rate routine. It's literal. It's true. I didn't watch that kind of thing more than a decade ago. ”

"Uh...... "The devil spread his hands helplessly: "For example, the self-seeking side that has split from your heart?" does this make you a little more comfortable. ”

"There's a little bit of improvement. ”

"That's good, let's get to the point. The devil put on a sincere expression and said earnestly, "My friend, you are the most magically gifted blood elf I have ever met. Really, there is no one. But you're going to take the first archery exam? Don't say you can't pass it at all, and even if you pass, is that really what you want? Why do you want your life to be so miserable?"

"But...... My father and mother won't allow me to enroll in the Academy of Magic. They said that my brother had been bewitched by the devil because he had studied magic. Maybe like now, I suspect you're bewitching me. ”

"Uh...... Do you really think so? Or do you think I'm really bewitching you? Isn't that what I'm talking about? Life is your own, and only you can tell whether you've been bewitched or not. I'm sure your brother Andrew won't agree with them either. ”

Angel hesitated.

The devil feigned a sympathetic expression and sighed softly, "You should listen to the voice of your own heart, there is still a chance, maybe the last chance." Why not try to change it? Maybe you try and fail, but it doesn't matter. The important thing is that if you try and fail, you will never regret it. Otherwise, you have a thousand years to live, and for the next thousand years, you will constantly recall this moment and wonder why you don't have the courage. ”

"A devil talks to me about courage, and I always feel that something is wrong......"

"Please ignore my devilish identity, the truth should not change because it is spoken from different mouths. You just have to think about whether what I'm saying is right or not. As he spoke, the little devil's eyes widened and he stared at Angel cautiously.

Angel stood motionless for a long, long time.

Outside the window, the noise of the bazaar could be heard, and the light shone through the gaps in the curtains on Angel's face. Everything in the room was hazy due to the lack of light, as if in a dream.

Time passed bit by bit.

After a while, Angel clenched his fists, looked at the little devil, and asked, "If I'm going to change, then what should I do now?"

Hearing this, the little devil breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Overcoming yourself is the most difficult, you have overcome yourself, and you have already succeeded halfway." Now, let's go and steal your father's seal, or your mother's, whatever. If I'm not mistaken, it should be in a drawer in their room. ”

"Good!" Angel turned, opened the door, and walked out.

The devil behind him grinned, and then disappeared without a trace.

n.