The whole tree hole feels like a ...... The throat of a person?

Yes, like a human throat screaming with its mouth wide open.

The tree cave with a very wide opening is countless times larger than the cave. Or even more accurately, like a backlit arc depression on a cliff.

Well, that's nothing for a sufficiently exaggerated sacred tree. When it's large enough, it's normal to have a massive tree hole. In fact, the hole is only in the rhizome, not in the trunk. Amazingly, in this tree hole, there is a bazaar......

Yes, that's right, the bazaar. There's a whole bazaar crammed into it. Because it is located under a large tree and in a tree hollow, the storefront here does not need any shade or rain. It is enough to have a platform, a large platform that sells all kinds of things, most of which are made of plants.

It doesn't seem to be so rich. And the elves don't seem to be like the human or blood bazaars, and the merchants are crazy about selling. Everyone here is polite, and the shopkeepers just stand at their stalls and smile at passers-by. There aren't a lot of people, maybe because the population of blood elves isn't very large, or maybe it's too early, and some people haven't gotten up yet.

Seeing Jones and his party coming, many of them stopped their movements and watched curiously, whispering about it.

Daliana didn't explain much, got off her mount, led the unicorn, and led Jones and his party all the way inside. Stagger with curious elves.

The walls of the tree hollows were hollowed out and turned into houses, and countless balconies were hung with clothes, sheets, and the like.

Speaking of which, elves' clothes and sheets are not quite the same as those of humans, or of the Bloods. They don't seem to have textiles like cotton or wool. Those sheets are actually a kind of giant blades. Enough to be the size of a bed, soft, fluffy green sè leaves. When the sheets are hung out together, it's like leaves growing in a tree hole.

"It's here. Daliana looked up at the top of her head.

Well, the most amazing thing about the whole tree hole is the accommodation arranged for Jones - an upside-down house......

Why does this tree hole feel like a human throat? Because the upside-down house is like a "uvula" in the throat. Of course, we can also describe it more beautifully. For example: like a drop of water hanging from a high place.

"Are they going to let us stay here?" said Dora, staring with wide eyes.

The answer is obvious: yes.

One of the attendants whispered, "Could it be that you fell asleep and fell off?"

"That can't be. Daliana turned back to the whispering attendant and said, "The Divine Tree has a history of hundreds of thousands of years, and this place has existed for tens of thousands of years. Even if you are an immortal race, your life is only a moment in the face of the long experience of the Divine Tree. Even if it falls one day, it will never let you touch it. ”

The attendant could only smile awkwardly in response.

A rope ladder was thrown from above.

"Let's go up. "Several elven guards in leather armor have already arrived in front of the group. Daliana casually handed them the reins and climbed the rope ladder.

The others followed suit, climbing the rope ladder one by one.

The droplet is supposed to be a naturally occurring wooden structure that has been hollowed out to make a dwelling. There are a total of seven floors, each floor is only a few dozen square meters, the largest is more than 50 square meters, and the smallest is only a dozen square meters. Each floor has its own balcony, and of course, it varies in size.

It can be said that there is a certain style of the Holy Cartier here - crowded. Although Jones was not from a wealthy family like Adair, it was not common for him to live in such a small place.

Retrospectively, the last time I lived in such a small room was when I accompanied Gray on an expedition to the Eroy Peninsula. At that time, Gray was defeated on the battlefield and rescued by Vivien, and Jones and Dora lurked in a small house in the small town of Buck to secretly observe the actions of the former paladin Levi, looking for an opportunity to rescue the captured members of the Knights of the Silver Moon.

Other than that, Jones had never stayed in such a small room. The largest floor is 50 square meters and is divided into four rooms. Each room is only a dozen square meters, and there is not even a decent living room.

"Hydra Knight, Conelia-sama won't be here until after noon, so you can take a break. Then ......" hesitated, Daliana said to Jones, "We have some plasma for you, I hope you like it." ”

With that, Daliana handed a few kettles to the Bloods present.

Yo, and blood was prepared?

Jones silently took the kettle.

After a salute, Daliana left. Not even a room was allocated. Only Jones and his party were left in the "Water Drops".

Jones and his party had no choice but to allocate their own rooms.

It's actually quite simple, because every room here is the same size. It is nothing more than the four rooms on the largest floor, one each for Jones, Dora, Belle and William. The retinue then lived on the upper and lower floors.

Standing in the narrow hallway, William, who was finally able to speak, asked the others, "So what should I do next?"

"Take a break, didn't you say we would meet at noon?" Belle casually pulled the lid of the kettle.

"But the lich doesn't need to rest. William looked a little disappointed: "They should have prepared some entertainment for us to enjoy." ”

"Poof!" On the other side, one of the attendants who rushed to pour the plasma in the kettle into his mouth instantly squirted out, spurting blood all over the ground.

Belle's hand holding the kettle paused, and silently closed the lid again.

Everyone watched in amazement.

"It's fish blood!" exclaimed the attendant.

"Fish blood?" the blood clans unconsciously lowered their heads one by one and looked at the kettle in their hands.

"They actually gave us fish blood...... Oh, my God. Don't they know that the Bloods don't drink the blood of cold-blooded animals?"

"I guess they really don't know. ”

"It smells so fishy...... How do we drink this?"

"Oh my God, what are we going to do next? If all we have is fish blood, how are we going to spend a few days here?"

Dora looked cautiously at Jones, and Belle looked at Jones as well.

"I guess they got it back from the port. Belle shrugged helplessly.

After a moment's hesitation, Jones took a deep breath, pulled the lid and poured two gulps into his mouth...... Then he shivered and silently spit back.

"No, I can't drink it either. Let's find another way. ”

"What can we do? We would break the laws of the Blood Elves by attacking any creature here, including pigs. Besides, I don't know if there are pigs here. ”

William stood aside with his wand and looked at the tangled group of bloods in front of him expressionlessly: "Didn't you think about this question at first?"

"Of course I thought about it. Belle said, "We prepared a lot of blood, but it's all on the airship, maybe it's halfway now." Anyway, it certainly won't arrive soon. ”

The entourage panicked, and all looked at Jones.

After a moment of silence, Jones said, "Bear with me, you'll only be hungry for two days, and it won't be good." The most important thing is that things have to be negotiated, and we have to get the ore we want. ”

Oh, that's not a good idea. Hungry Bloods will go berserk.

The attendants were still staring at Jones intently.

......

At this moment, in a shooting range under the Divine Tree, a thirty-five-year-old blood spirit was being trained.

At the age of thirty-five, he is still a child who cannot be smaller in the world of elves. With black hair, a young face, and although tall, he had a thin body, wearing a short emerald green linen coat and stepping on brown and yellow woven straw sandals.

Speaking of which, he looks a little similar to Andrew.

Drawing an arrow from the basket, trembling slightly, he pulled the longbow in his hand, took serious aim with one eye closed, and then lightly handed.

"Smack!" the arrow hit the target, 1 ring, just 1 ring, no more. If it deviates a little further, it will directly miss the target.

The tall and strong elf coach standing next to him helplessly held his forehead.

At this moment, a cheer rang out. Right next to him, of course, the object of cheering was certainly not him.

Turning his face sideways, he saw an elf girl with four consecutive bows, the first arrow hit the bull's-eye, the second arrow shot at the tail of the previous arrow, directly breaking the previous arrow in two, and then the third arrow shot at the tail of the second arrow, breaking open. The fourth arrow is shot at the tail of the third arrow, and it breaks!

As if feeling that it was not enough, she drew four more arrows in one breath, stretched her bow, and "snap!" The four arrows accurately shot at the four targets opposite. Even the bullseye belonging to the teenager hit one.

The cheers of the onlookers in the back were even louder. The elf girl turned her face sideways and gave the elf girl a disdainful glance.

The boy stared blankly.

"Don't look at it, Angel, that's genius. The coach whispered to Angel.

"She's a genius, but what about me?" asked Angel with a blank expression.

"What do you want me to say? If she's a genius, you're a fool. Don't ask anyone that, Angel, you'll only get a humiliation from that. Moreover, it will also make it difficult for the person being asked. He has to torn between lying and humiliating you. I dare to pack the ticket, you will not pass the first test in a few days. ”

"But I didn't want to be a hunter. Angel said aggrievedly: "Coach, I don't like hunting, that's not for me." ”

"Nobody wants you to go hunting, Angel. The coach said helplessly: "Luo Ge Xianni has no one to hunt for a long time, and 'hunter' is just a title." If you can't become an official hunter, you can't become a scout, and you can't become an elven hunter. In that case, all the glory will have nothing to do with you. You know? Your life is going to be dark. ”

Angel's eyes were downcast, frustrated to the extreme.

"Let's go home first, I don't think there's any point in training any longer. The coach spread his hands and said, "A few days before the first test may be your last good days, have fun, young man." As for me, hehe, I still have to think about how I will explain to your parents when you fail the first test. Hopefully, my refund of half of my tuition fees will heal their wounds. ”

"Actually, you don't have to worry, coach. They know better than you how much strength their son has. It's normal to be unsuccessful, and it's a surprise to be able to pass the initial test. ”

"Oh, yes? That's a good mentality. I can't do it, and you'll probably be the only student in my 200 years of teaching who can't pass the first exam. Thankfully, my reputation was ruined. Even if I teach ten geniuses like Snow, just one like you will be enough to ruin all reputations. ”

Snow is the genius girl next to her.

Watching the genius girl proudly show off to her little friend from afar, Angel sighed helplessly, and then walked back silently with her bow and arrows on her back.

"Hey, you wait. The coach stopped Angel again.

Turning around, Angell saw the coach handing him a pendant.

It was a pendant made of arrowheads, blue and black, polished to a very bright surface, as if a layer of oil had been applied to the surface.

"Hold, it's your graduation gift. Every one of my students has. Although you can't be considered a graduate from me, I think you should have one. It will bless you with a good score on your first exam...... Of course, it may not bless anything. Yes, that's it, just a damn superstition. ”

Angel silently took the pendant, then bowed deeply to his coach, turned around in silence, and continued to walk back.

In the early morning, at the edge of the sacred tree, the sun shines through the weak spots of the huge canopy, leaving a dappled spot in the city.

There are birds chirping, and elves singing.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, the young elves walked dejectedly. As if the whole world had nothing to do with him.

Or is he not connected to the world?

Anyway, that's what it means, it's scary-feeling to be depressed.

When he passed by the gate of the Academy of Magic, he heard a burst of exclamations coming from the academy, and he couldn't help but stop and stared blankly.

It was a place that looked so different from all the buildings around it.

In other places, the roots of the sacred tree are hollowed out and then dwelling inside the roots. Here, however, the roots of the tree are cut from the outside and cut into the shape of a building. There is a main building, an annex building, and a wide square. It looks so different.

He stood silently and watched for a while, until someone came out of the gate, and Angel hurriedly turned his head away and left in a hurry.

On the corner of the street, not far away, there were just a few bards holding guitars and singing. It was as if he heard them sing, "Poor Angel, he yearns for magic, he loves magic." However, he has an older brother named Andrew. His parents had forbidden him to study magic. What is the meaning of life? Poor Angel, where is your life?"

Angel could only silently speed up his pace, expecting to leave the singing behind. However, no matter how many blocks he walked, the song was still in his ears.

Those bards may be hiding around the corner of the street, they may be standing on a high place, or on a balcony, or they may be looking up from a low-lying place. In short, they are everywhere.

"Ah...... Ah~~!ah~~!poor Angel, he hates archery, and he has no talent. Unfortunately, he could only pick up the longbow and struggle in pain, and could only shoot every arrow with depression. What is the meaning of life? Poor Angel, where is your life? What is the meaning of life? Poor Angel, where is your life, why is it so painful?"

However, when Angel finally couldn't take it anymore and walked towards them, they disappeared again as if they had never existed. Angel was left alone.

Looking up, he suddenly saw Jones standing on top of the "water droplet" and looking down.

The two looked at each other silently.