Being alone among the elves made Barrett feel uncomfortable.

He sat on a circular bench surrounded by rainbow eucalyptus trees, his legs crossed, leaning on the back of the bench, trying to make himself as natural as possible.

This eucalyptus tree with multicolored bark grows in the middle of a wide, straight road flanked by rows of jacaranda flowers full of blue-purple flowers. The dense jacaranda canopy curves and shades, converging into a vault overhead, giving a sense of tranquility and depth.

From time to time, elegantly dressed men and women passed by, and almost every pedestrian would look at him curiously. Barrett was familiar with that look, the one that humans would only use when they look at the dancing bears in the circus—new, surprised, yet high-minded.

I wouldn't mind jumping a little bit if someone would throw a few coins at me, Barrett laughed to himself. I didn't dance very well, but at least I was better than the bears in the circus.

The little mage Krees went to the palace at the end of the road, and although the elves did not stop Barrett from following him, the brute did not want to get involved in complicated matters that he did not understand and were not interested in at all.

Our barbarian adventurer is very self-aware, he knows that he is just an adventurer, and that slashing people and killing monsters is what he does best.

Waiting was a bit boring, Barrett took out the Lich Diary from the Spatial Ring and scavenged from the negative energy plane, wanting to read two pages casually to relieve his boredom. The lush shade of the trees made the surrounding light slightly hazy, slightly interfering with reading, but Barrett didn't care.

But just as he opened the diary, a crack suddenly opened in the canopy above his head. A soft ray of sunlight shone down through the cracks, shining on him magnificently.

This...... , that's fucking too ostentatious, Barrett was stunned. Isn't this the treatment that only opera protagonists have?

He subconsciously closed the diary, and the gap above his head was restored. Yo, that's kind of interesting. The brute resisted the urge to try again, and took the diary back into the spatial ring.

If only I could find a tavern for a drink, Barrett thought. It's a pity that he didn't know a word about the place here, and the signboards hanging on the nearby treehouse buildings were still elven characters that he didn't know a word. Find someone to ask for directions? Forget it, don't make any extraneous branches, and stay in peace.

The thought of the tavern made Barritt feel a little dry. Taking advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention, he secretly took out the wine bag from the space ring, poured it hard, and put the wine bag back.

Ah, that's comfortable! The brute couldn't help but burp.

A lop-eared rabbit that came out of nowhere bounced out of nowhere bounced down the street, attracted by Barrett's burp, stood upright for a few seconds, and then jumped straight over.

It came up to Barritt, crouched on the ground, and looked up at the brute with two large, round eyes, much to the latter's embarrassment.

Go, go, be careful I eat you!" Barrett smiled, and drove the unrecognizable rabbit away with his hand, but the rabbit did not leave as he wished, but stayed where he was, and watched him.

What the hell are you going to do? Do you want to eat carrots too? In order to let the other party leave quickly, the brute took out an orange-red carrot from the spatial ring and carefully handed it to the rabbit.

But at this moment, the lop-eared rabbit actually opened its mouth and spit out a non-standard lingua franca, "Human, do you need help?"

Barrett instantly pulled the carrot back and stuffed it directly into his mouth, "No, thank you, I'm fine, ahem, fine." He feigned composure. Damn, it doesn't look like an ordinary rabbit, but a druid.

"Did I scare you?" the rabbit blinked, "If so, allow me to say 'I'm sorry,' I didn't mean to." ”

"No, not really. "The brute won't admit such a thing," I just didn't expect the druid to be able to speak in animal form, so I was a little surprised, just a little. ”

"I learned this from Master Ikad Oak Leaf. "But I'm not very proficient in your human language, and many of your pronunciations don't exist in Elvish." ”

It turned out to be the chubby raccoon. Barriet subconsciously took another bite of the carrot in his hand, and suddenly realized that this scene was a little strange at this time.

Humans sit on benches with their legs crossed, nibbling on carrots one bite at a time, while the rabbits on the ground keep looking up.

"Do you eat?" asked the brute, with a cramp in his head. Damn, why am I asking this? Really think it's a rabbit? Am I an idiot?

"No, thanks, I don't like vegetables. Presumably with carrots, I prefer to eat fish. The rabbit said, "Are you waiting for someone?"

"Yes, wait for one of my companions. Barrett swallowed the carrot in his mouth, "He went into the magnificent palace to talk to your Queen." ”

The rabbit glanced towards the palace at the end of the road, "You came with the young mage?"

"Yes, you've seen us before?"

"I haven't seen it. It shook its head, its long ears dangling, "But you've caught a lot of attention before you get here." ”

It should be the news provided by the 'Whispering Rangers' that he met on the road, Barrett secretly speculated.

"Everyone has been discussing for the past few days whether or not you human mage forces should be allowed to enter the Hanhai Grassland. "Most people are against it, but there are a small number of people who are in favor." ”

It's none of my business," anyone else agreed? I thought all the elves would be against it. "Presumably the little mage thinks so too.

The previous exchange had already let Barrett know that the young mage Krees didn't think it would be successful. This guy's purpose is just to earn some points and help him repair the 'Iron Bride' and let go along the way.

After nearly a year in the Mind Flayer clan underground, it was really enough for this young mage to choke.

"Only a race with a brood-thinking mind like Ant-Man will make only one sound, but we elves are not. "We are better than any other race at poetry, literature, and music, all of which require a wide range of spaces and very different personalities, and being complacent will only cause us to lose our vitality, and poetry will no longer be beautiful, music will no longer be pleasant, and words will no longer move people's hearts." Therefore, we need to get out of the holy place and re-engage with this chaotic and magnificent world. ”

Looks like this guy should belong to that small group of people," I hope so, too. Barry nodded in agreement. Elves aren't those evil mind slayers, and if they do return, there are still many benefits.

"If you need anything here, come to me. The rabbit finally said, "My name is Charlennell and I live in the 'Talon Zone,' and you can easily find my name by asking me." ”

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