Lately, Wajaw has been very keen to catch swamp crabs on the edge of the camp, one of the few things he can do other than rubbing ropes. The meat of the black-haired crab is delicious, and not only the demons of Andrarui, but also the dwarves who have tasted it. In particular, the crab paste made by His Royal Highness Andre with hairy crab puree is also very popular among elves who are very picky about food.

The swamp black haired crab, an ugly monster whose appearance does not match the taste, does not move quickly in the mud, as long as you are careful of its large clamps, even a cowardly demon with inconvenient hands and feet such as Wow Claw can easily catch a creature the size of a clay pot. These stupid things will not run away, when it senses danger, it will be like the enemy stretching out its powerful pincers, at this time it only needs a strong and tough rattan to "fish" the hairy crab that will not loosen its pincers directly back to the camp.

Wow Claw has a knack for finding hairy crabs, and he's found that this kind of black monster likes to haunt the place where His Highness has cast shadow spells, maybe this kind of monster is like the demons, and the dark magic can make it grow bigger or stronger or something. Whatever their reason for liking dark magic, following this rule, the cowardly demons can always catch two or three big guys every day, which is a good catch.

Today, when Wajaw was humming "Cabbage Tree" and preparing to return to camp with a hairy crab with teeth and five claws, two elves approaching with inexplicable smiles made the cowardly demon vigilant.

The young elf Wajaw had seen him attend Andrarui's feast. As for the older one, the cowardly only remembered that he seemed to be some big man in the elven village.

It stands to reason that there really is no benefit to a cowardly demon that is worth the two elves to hand it in. This is not to blame for being too nervous, after all, most elves in Andrarui are somewhat cold and unsmiling, and the occasional smile is more polite than the bold and uninhibited of the dwarves. Therefore, the two elves' overly kind smiles only made the cowardly demons more vigilant.

After that nightmarish night, the weak cowardice was no longer as innocent and ignorant as it had been. He knew that while a cowardly demon itself could be said to be insignificant to the entire clan, the important information that the enemy had unearthed from his mouth could bring incalculable destruction to the entire Andrari!

"Hello, friend from Andrarui. This is the elder of our Thornleaf Village, Elder Quinn, I'm Alex, can I ask your name?"

"I'm Wow Jaw, you ...... What's the matter?" Although there was a slight uneasiness in the demon's heart, Wowpaw believed that the elf should not have done anything too much to him near the camp. After all, they and Andrarui were still nominally trading neighbors, though these beautiful long ears were nominally not as close to the demons as they were to the dwarves.

"Elder Quinn is a respected Ranger leader who is determined to maintain the balance between nature and life through practical actions to ensure that our village is protected from the outside world. Since we don't know much about your tribe, the Elder has some questions that we would like to get answers from you. ”

"What do you want to ask?"

"Yes, young friend, I am curious about the variety of unexpected sources of your food, and even more incredibly, the ability of Andrari to turn almost any strange food into a desirable delicacy, and I wonder what unique tradition this magical cooking technique comes from. "This is a question that the master and apprentice have discussed a long time ago, first starting with some inconsequential issues to get the cowardly demon to let down his guard, and then testing the real key issues of this tribe by knocking on the side.

What's more, Andrarui's food culture itself is very strangely incompatible with the demons in the memory of the old elves. So much so that anyone who has seen their food can't help but wonder how they do all these endless delicacies!?

"Well, it's hard to explain this matter in a sentence or two, why don't you sit on the stone bench over there for a while, and I'll send this dishonest fellow to the guys first?"

"Of course, I'm sorry to interrupt your work. ”

"Where, where, the two of you are so polite, just call me Wow Jaw. After saying that, the cowardly demon learned the etiquette of the elves and lowered his head and stroked his chest, but with his thin and small figure, it looked particularly funny. Then Wowpaw turned and walked into the camp, and before entering, he did not forget to glance at the elven master and apprentice, and saw that the two were sitting on the stone benches outside the camp and nodding and smiling at him.

The cowardly demon hurriedly handed over the hairy crab to Livia, who was the head of logistics, but did not return to the elf who was waiting for him as soon as possible, but asked the succubus directly: "Lord Livia, where is His Highness Andre now?"

"What? Do you have anything important?"

"There are two elves asking me about our food and how to cook it......"

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Just as Alex and Quinn wonder if the other has forgotten their agreement, they see the skinny cowardly limp towards them, seemingly preoccupied.

"Do you want to know where the food we choose and the way we cook it comes from?"

"Yes, Andrari's culinary heritage is truly a source of curiosity. The food was so delicious!"

"All of Andrari's recipes have been tried and made under the personal guidance of His Highness André. The cowardly demon calmly gave an answer that surprised the two elves.

"Do you mean that these delicious foods were not available before, and they were all created by your Highness!?" Quinn was amazed at how easily the cowardly demon had revealed such important information to himself about the child of the abyss, who could not be seen in depth. But they didn't know that the cowardly demon's words were originally revealed to them directly by Wajaw at the behest of Andre himself.

The cowardly demon also asked the children of the abyss just now, why didn't those elves come and ask Your Highness directly. André tells him that this is probably because the elves are not sure if they will get the real answers they want from them, so they would rather choose to spy on the less shrewd-looking cowards.

People are always more willing to believe the information they have explored than others to tell them.

The children of the abyss's message to Wajaw was that there was nothing to hide, they only had doubts about Andrari's finesse, and that the initiative near Shattered Sky Mountain was always in the hands of elves and dwarves, whose people had the power to crush the entire camp. If they really harbor irresolvable hostility towards Andrari, then no amount of rhetoric can dispel their suspicions about our Andrari, and in that case, it is better to be more direct and put all the problems on the surface.

"It's not just these foods, even today's 'Andrarui' was just a bunch of exiles who couldn't eat enough three months ago. ”

Both the master and apprentice saw suspicion in each other's eyes, and if this target had not been chosen by their impromptu whim, they would have suspected that someone had deliberately tried to reveal some "useful" information to them. It's just that since this cowardly demon is willing to say something to himself, whether it is true or not, it is up to the two of them to judge the value of this information after hearing it.

Then, without their own surprise, the master and apprentice became the first interracial listeners to learn about Andrarui's secrets.

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"The two Abyss Lords succeeded in ambushing the vanguard of Lord Theramo due to Banuma's betrayal, and Lord Theramo himself was defeated and killed in that battle...... Lord Canor was also cut off for his unwillingness to succumb to the traitor's actions, and all his arms were cut off and blood flowed to death......"

"Just when we were in exile and almost lost the momentum to move forward, Lord Dilard the Winged Demon brought news that changed our fate......" At this point, Wow's face showed his irrepressible excitement, which made his already very awkward facial features even more bizarre, "and then the great Highness André descended on us with the will of the abyss......

"Due to our drag, His Highness has chosen to avoid the betrayers' search and camp at the edge of the Swamp of the Damned...... In order to resist the 'curse' of the swamp, Lord Garuda made the first pottery under the guidance of His Highness, and then, with the purifying power of the flames, we successfully resisted the terrible curse that remained unchanged in the swamp......

"However, the traitors did not give up their pursuit of us because His Highness chose to avoid it, and during a hunting trip, I was caught by two of the traitor's Winged Demon Scouts...... They stoned me in the hands, feet, and head, and I knew that I would not survive even if I told them anything, and they would not carry a burden like me to spy on His Highness or join the army! I can't let my companions face more deadly ambushes and pursuits in order to suffer a little less, this is the hope of escaping fate that everyone can only have with great difficulty, and the crisis that Lord Theramore has experienced should not happen to my companions again......"

"However, His Highness did not blindly choose to avoid it, he led the adults to find the two Winged Demons and me, and the situation of the betrayers suddenly became the same as that of me before...... Although I didn't know until the end that His Highness hadn't given up on me, I was still very happy. At that time, not only myself, but everyone else already thought that I was not good, and I had such a big wound on my stomach......" Wow Paw was in a complicated mood and compared the size of the chest and abdomen with his hand in front of him, "I can see my intestines...... However, His Highness only asked Lord Livia to prepare directly for the wound...... At the time, neither I nor Lord Livia believed that this would save me, and thanks to the Great Will!!, I am still alive and well!"

"Later, Your Highness learned from the mouths of the two Winged Demons that the traitors' army was only a few days away from us...... At that time, I believed that under the leadership of His Highness, all the people would be full of anticipation for the days to come, and even the new members would be inspired by His Highness's miraculous wisdom. But His Highness asked me, what would you do to you if they did this to you, and if you joined our tribe later, I just thought that a winged demon was more important to the clan than a coward, and I was already dead...... His Highness said that he could surrender to us today for his life, and that tomorrow he would be equally likely to give Andrarui's information to his old master, Banuma. There is a shortage of manpower, and we can't trust a Winged Demon We can't do a good job of thorough surveillance, for the sake of everyone and the overall situation, so let's just kill it. ”

"In order to prevent Andrari, who was still very weak, from suffering any losses, His Highness André once again chose to retreat and led us into the Swamp...... After more than three months, we finally arrived at the foot of the Shattered Sky Mountain without any deaths, and established our own home here!"

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After listening to the story of the cowardly demon, the eyebrows of the two elves, one old and one young, were almost twisted together. Quinn instinctively felt that most of what Wow Paw said was true, and he was reluctant to believe that a coward could concoct a bizarre story with few flaws in such a short period of time. But the more he did this, the more he felt that a coward could easily tell them all the experiences of the entire tribe, and the very fact that it felt so unreal.

"Maybe my request will make you feel rude, but I'm still curious...... Can you show me the scar on your stomach?" Alex found the key to some proof of the truth of the story - the fatal wound that had exposed the internal organs to the air.

"You're so kind, Mr. Alex, I'......d be very curious if I heard someone say that a fatal wound like that could heal intact," Wow Paw said as she pulled up her leather vest, revealing a twisted scar that took up the entire length of the coward's abdomen.

The master and apprentice squatted on the grass, frowning and carefully looking at the ugly scars like centipedes on the dark gray belly of the cowardly demon. The young elf couldn't help but gently caress the long-healed wound of the bulge with his fingertips, and he thought that he might be able to imagine how desperate the helpless demon was at that time.

Such a wound is nothing to the elven elf druid who has mastered the art of life, and if it is Marcellion's action, it will probably only leave a faint scar that will completely disappear in half a year. But in the experience of the old elves, it is a fatal wound for the demons who lack effective medical treatment.

"Thank you, little friend, for your courage. Quinn patted the cowardly on the shoulder.

Alex saw that his teacher actually made such a straightforward affirmation of the demon clan he hated the most, and he understood that the teacher had believed in the story of the cowardly demon, and the old ranger, who was very experienced in spying on intelligence, already had his own judgment on Andrari's story in his heart.

Perhaps, as Maselian and the dwarves say, this is a unique demon tribe made up of a simple group of demons led by the children of the abyss.