There is no shortage of half-breeds on this continent, they are a rather special group.

There are many types of mixed races, and the combination of different races within the human race belongs to mixed race in a broad sense, and Barrett is one of them.

His father was a pure Nord barbarian, a retired royal Nord guard and the most powerful guard of the Nord Emperor, while his mother came from the desert kingdom of Takara and was heard to have come from a wealthy merchant family.

The woman had left Barrett before she could understand anything, so our brute adventurer didn't know much about his mother, except that she seemed to have returned to her homeland alone because of a relationship problem with old Barrett.

For this reason, old Barrett often taught little Barrett that if he grows up to get married, don't marry a woman in the Mawila desert, because the woman there is too spicy and too brutal, like a pure-blooded nightmare warhorse, very difficult to control! Even if you feed him with the best fodder and comb his flaming mane every day, it will still lift you off the saddle if it doesn't go your way.

Riding it (her) is a very dangerous thing.

Let's return to the mulatto. In fact, people like the half-elf Estelle belong to the hybrids in the true sense. His father is a human and his mother is an elf from the elven sanctuary 'Lothlin', and this combination creates a new race, the half-elves, and this combination between different species is strictly a hybrid.

In addition to half-elves, there are also half-orcs, half-giants, dragonmen, half-dwarves, and half-goblins on this continent......

God, I can't say any more, I'm going to vomit if I say more.

In this multiverse, the reproductive isolation between intelligent beings of different species is like a soap bubble in the midday sun, which seems to be extremely dazzling, and shows its existence through magnificent colors, but as long as it is poked lightly, the 'soap bubble' will shatter and disappear.

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In the Misty Forest.

The red berries resemble gooseberries, but they are larger than gooseberries.

Estelle, the half-elf, looked at the red fruits hidden in the bushes and couldn't help but think of the years she had lived in the 'Lothlorin'.

Lothlin - The sacred land of the elves

Elves were the masters of the continent before humans, and they once had an extremely glorious civilization. At that time, human beings had not yet escaped ignorance, and there was not even the concept of a state, and the level of civilization was not much better than that of monkeys in the jungle.

And now, you have sung and I have appeared, the 'monkeys' have ruled the continent, and the elegant race of elves is left with the last habitat of 'Lothlin '.

Estelle did not live in Lothlorin since he was a child, he was originally born into a noble family in the Holy Kingdom of Araso,

At that time, he was not called 'Estelle', but had a human name - 'Xia Zuo'. His father was a nobleman with a lot of status and assets, and his mother was a slave girl, an elf slave girl......

In fact, the Magical Society does not allow the human kingdom to keep slaves, but the slave trade is still thriving on the underground black market in the human kingdoms. And because the number of large and small nobles involved in the transaction is very large, the kings of the various human kingdoms can only turn a blind eye to this.

Only when the Magic Guild orders a rectification will the various human kingdoms crack down on it, but once the limelight has passed, this slave trade continues. But it is precisely because of the explicit prohibition of the mages that this kind of trade never dares to be too rampant. It's just secretly carried out in the dark.,Maintain a fairly stable degree.。

Estelle did not know how his mother had become a slave girl, and his mother had never told him about her past. But in the Holy Araso Kingdom, the number of elven slaves is actually not small.

The relationship between this human kingdom and the elven race is extremely poor, although under the 'whip' of the Magic Association, no matter how bad the relationship between the two sides is, there will be no war, but the small friction between them has never stopped.

For as long as Estelle could remember, his mother had hardly ever been out of the house, because his father would not allow it. In fact, his father was quite good to his mother, who never stopped eating and drinking, and always spoke softly and carefully, but restricted the latter's freedom.

Mother's ankles were always covered with a pair of exquisitely made shackles, which were made of unusually light and unusually light, and were wrapped in elegant purple velvet, which gave her a strange beauty and charm.

The young Estelle once asked his father why he had shackled his mother, and his father, touching Estelle's head, said, "If you don't hold on to it, good things will disappear when you don't pay attention, especially if they are still conscious." My Xia Zuo, if you don't have shackles, you will lose your mother, and I will lose my slave...... Wife. Go play and don't care about these things. ”

Estelle didn't want to lose her mother. His mother, though always full of sorrow between her brows, was very fond of him, and always liked to hold young Estelle in her arms and hum softly songs that he did not understand.

The song was ethereal and quiet, and although it echoed in my ears, it seemed to come from the horizon.

When Estelle was eight years old, one day his father went out, and his mother called him into the room, put her hands on his face, and said to him in a low and trembling voice, "Mela en' coiamin (Elfish language, the love of my life), help your mother, go to the man's study and find something." ”

His mother told him the shape and location of the object, and how to get it. The young Estelle, on the other hand, took great difficulty in his father's study, moving a mechanism made of a marble faucet, and found a jewel box in the wall that suddenly rose, and finally found the object in the jewel box.

It is a delicate silver-white pendant with a bright ruby in the center of the openwork pendant. After that, her mother asked Estelle to take the pendant and a letter she had written by herself to the branch of the city's Central Magical Society.

Young Estelle did so.

However, he was not able to enter the mage tower, and only placed the letter and pendant on the ground under the watchful eye of the two huge Constructed Golems standing in the doorway.

Two days later, a mage dressed in a strange robe came to his home and rescued his mother. And before leaving, the mother hugged Estelle tightly, hoping that he would go with her.

Young Estelle did the same. But this decision had a profound impact on his character.

Astrid followed his mother, escorted by the strangely robed mage, to the elven sanctuary of 'Lothlin'. There, 'Shazo' became 'Estelle', and the young half-elf lived for thirty years.

Yes, Estelle is fifty years old this year, more than ten years older than Barrett. Half-elves have inherited many of the advantages of both humans and elves - they mature quickly, but they live very long, and their physical condition can stay for a long time in the prime of life, making them a very good race.

Estelle's years in Lothlin weren't good, and the elves' light diet didn't suit his appetite. Fruit wine made from gooseberries, honey, bread, and some fruit are the daily diets of Estelle. However, food is not just a trivial matter, and more seriously, it is the difference in ideas and values.

During the eight years he lived in the human kingdom, many human habits and ways of thinking were deeply rooted in Estelle's young heart, and Estelle's mother wanted to educate him to be a "perfect" elf.

Young Estelle did so.

He followed his mother's instructions and tried to blend himself in with the other elves. But this time, he didn't succeed.

The elves are elegant and noble, and they do not insult or beat him. They will even smile politely at him and greet him with elven etiquette when they meet. But as she grew older and more mentally, Estelle felt more and more of that lingering sense of alienation. The Elven Holy Land wrapped him in layers, but it didn't allow him to truly blend in.

A half-elf isn't an elf after all, he's just a half-blood.

This sense of alienation made the young Estelle feel more and more suffocated, which made him do a lot of things in the Elven Holy Land during the rebellious period, which seemed outrageous and ridiculous to the elves. If there is an opportunity in the future, we will come back one by one.

Eventually, under her mother's disappointed eyes, Estelle left 'Lothlin' and began to wander alone in the human kingdom.

The half-elves have been to many places, and even sailed out to sea to be pirates for a while. When Estelle gets tired of life at sea and returns to land, he meets Master Will and joins the group of adventurers known as 'Dirty Fiction'.

Years of adventure have gradually matured him, but his childhood past, his parents' strange relationship, the alienation of the elven holy land, his mother's hopes and disappointments, all kinds of disconnected experiences, make him like a potted plant that has been twisted and grown.

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"Are these 'rubies' worth it?" Esther asked the Nords. "I mean in terms of food. Of course, it would be better if they were worth the price of gems, but it would be extra heart-wrenching to eat. He smiled.

That being said, Estelle didn't care if the fruits were poisonous or not, let alone if they were really worth the price of the gem. His speech and questions are more like a job, and in the team, the half-elves are responsible for external communication.

"It shouldn't hurt too much to taste just one. The ogre said cautiously, "Moglock won't eat much!"

Such words made everyone laugh, and Estelle patted the ogre's stomach and shook his head with a smile.

"Unfortunately, 'ruby' happens to be the half that can't be eaten. The Nord shrugged their shoulders in pity at the ogre Moglock, and reached out to pluck a few fruits from the bushes, "Squirrels in the Misty Forest can eat them, rabbits can eat them, but humans can't. Oh, by the way, you're an ogre. But I don't recommend you take that risk. ”

"You can't eat it, but that doesn't stop you from taking it as a memorial. "The Nords still have a berry for each of them.

Estelle reached out and took the red fruit and held it to his eyes for observation. He found that the berries had begun to harden slowly in his hands, and the skin had begun to become a little translucent, revealing the crystal clear flesh inside, which at first glance really looked like a ruby.

It's like the one in the mother's pendant.

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