"Wake up, Sylvia, wake up. He nudged the sleeping elf girl. "It's getting late, it's time to get up, didn't you say we're going to town today? ”

"Hmm......" Sylvia replied in a daze. She opened her eyes and took a dim look at the bright sun—it had been a fine day, it was a sunny day, and the flocks of birds had risen early and started their breakfast, and some of them had become their own breakfast.

"If you don't get up again, I'll consider getting some water to pour in your face. He said with a dark smile. "Will elves also lie in bed?"

Three plucked and soiled toucans were placed on a fire by a branch, and this delicious meat is one of the game meats highly recommended in the Adventurer's Guide to Barbecue.

"You innocent demon, the goddess of nature will punish you for what you did to these birds. Sylvia rose from the massive leaves that served as her bed, stretched, showing off her graceful curves, while once again condemning the mutilation of life.

Gloomy was unimpressed.

"You said something similar to me yesterday, but I'm not alive and well, and your goddess of nature doesn't punish me at all. "Not all races are like your elves, who can live by eating only fruits. You see birds eat insects, I eat birds, these two are the same, they are just for survival, you can't say that those birds also kill innocents. ”

Sylvia was speechless, and what Glomy said was indeed right, the law of nature is the law of the jungle, but she still said stiffly: "A guy with a crooked mouth." ”

Sylvia smiled silently, Sylvia had accepted her theory in her heart, and now she was just holding on to her face.

After washing, Sylvia found some fruit to eat, which he had never seen in a book, and he rubbed two from Sylvia and tasted it. The fruit is very sweet, much more delicious than the ones he found, and the elf is worthy of being the darling of nature, and even finding a fruit has a bonus.

After breakfast, the two of them went on the road again, today they have to go to a small town outside the forest to replenish the food and water on the next road, and they also need to buy clothes, which is Sylvia's strong request, she is still wearing that dirty clothes, and her shoes can't see the original color, because the tribe was destroyed, and she has no place to change new clothes, which makes Sylvia, who has a serious cleanliness habit, unbearable, yesterday she has taken a shower, in order to change into clean clothes today.

Not only Sylvia, but also Dark, he also needs a set of outfits, his current appearance is too conspicuous, and the sharp corners of his head must be blocked by a hood, so he must buy a cape with a hood.

In addition to the demonic horns on her head, the dark eyes also need to be solved, and the scarlet pupils must change color, and the solution given by Sylvia is the magic contact lenses commonly used by nobles, and for this problem, Sylvia decides to visit a dwarven magic master she knows who specializes in alchemy.

Both of them were agile in their movements, and their speed did not decrease even in the forest, and by noon they reached the edge of the forest, where many hunting parties could be seen coming in and out.

"You wait here, I'll go buy you a cloak. Sylvia said. He can't get out of his current state, and he can't go out until Sylvia buys him a cloak.

"Good. Gloom knew that his current appearance could not be exposed to others, so he agreed to Sylvia's plan and asked Sylvia to go shopping for clothes and wait here by himself.

......

The town of Berg is one of the largest towns outside the western forest, and the Terrans are the main part of the town's residents, and elves, dwarves, and orcs can also be seen.

If you want to say which race is the most hated, the orc race is definitely the one deserved, even the demons have to take a back seat, those green-skinned big guys covered with strange bone spurs and bone protrusions are simply self-propelled gas bombs, and there is a stench everywhere they pass, and even the grass with tenacious vitality can be smoked to death.

The two orcs were walking on the bluestone streets of the small town of Berg, and the shops on both sides of the street had already received the news that the doors were not open this morning!

"Hofen, why did the humans and dwarves run away when they saw us?" an orc urn asked his companion in a curtainous voice.

"That's because they think we stink, don't shower, and get dirty. Hofn said in a thick, nasal voice.

"I really don't understand, why do you want to take a bath? I take a bath so often, I'm afraid they'll wash all the skin off. ”

"You should go and ask them, Sardin, because I don't know either. I hate bathing. ”

"Me too. ”

The two orcs chatted as they walked out of town, and they were going into the forest to hunt.

After the orcs passed, there was still a stench on the road that made people retreat. Several magic apprentices worked together to create a whirlwind that blew into the streets, changing the air, but it still stinked. An official elven magician purified the streets with occult magic, and the stench finally dissipated after the elven magician was sweating profusely.

This is the orc, and just two can exhaust a full-fledged mage to the point of mental exhaustion.

Sylvia poked her head out of a small alley to make sure there was no stench before she came out, and many others, like her, came out from all corners, and the shops on both sides of the street finally opened.

"Ah, it's gone, it's smoking me, the orcs are disgusting. ”

"Yes, those greenskins haven't bathed for years, and it is said that if you throw them into the river, you can poison a large school of fish in no time, and it only takes a few breaths for the river to turn black. ”

Pedestrians discussed all sorts of unhygienic things about the orcs, and some well-informed people even reported the orcs on the battlefield - in one battle, a brigade of orcs stunned three times their own demon army on the battlefield, directly establishing the victory of the battle, which is said to have been included in the classic teaching campaign to teach officers how to use the maximum power of the orcs......

Sylvia didn't listen closely, and she entered a clothing store run by elves.

The owner of the clothing store is called Mobila, and he is also familiar with Sylvia, he knows that the Akiba tribe has been reduced to ashes in a demonic attack before, and only a few young elves have escaped, and when he sees Sylvia, Mobila's eyes are almost shocked.

"Sylvia, the goddess of nature, you're still alive! Isn't the Akiba tribe slaughtered?"

"Oh, Uncle Mobile, I wasn't in the tribe that night, so I escaped. At the thought of her tribe, Sylvia couldn't help but burst into tears again.

"Don't cry Sylvia, it's great that you survived, as far as I know, only a few children from the Akiba tribe who are less than three hundred years old escaped, and everyone else was killed in battle. Mobila comforted Sylvia and turned to give her a complete set of elven women's clothing, including shoes. "Hurry up and put it on, you see how much tribulation you have gone through when your clothes are dirty. ”

"Thank you, Uncle Mobila, for giving you money. Sylvia pulled two silver coins out of her pocket and handed them to Mobile, but was pushed back by Morebila.

"Poor children, they are all their own people, and they are not short of this money. Those little ones were taken away by the Imperial Guards who came overnight, and they should have joined the Guards training camp, and they would have received the best care and training, but you, or you would have gone too? ”

The Imperial Guard Training Camp is the equivalent of an orphanage, where young elves who have been orphaned for various reasons are trained, and when they reach adulthood, they will join the Imperial Guard, and the best ones can even become the Queen's Guard. Sylvia's parents were killed in the war three hundred years ago, and she was supposed to go to training camp, but Jacconi kept her, otherwise in another two hundred years, the talented Sylvia would have become a glorious queen guard.

"No, Uncle Mobile, I'm going to travel around the continent and hunt demons. Sylvia said.

"Oh, Sylvia, you know, you're only eight hundred years old, you're not an adult......"

"But I'm a Ranger without a Trace, Uncle Mobile. The blood debt must be paid with blood, and I will sacrifice the lives and ugly souls of those demons to the people of the tribe. ”

Mobila frowned and said, "Sylvia, although the Traceless Ranger is already very strong, you are inexperienced, and once you encounter a demon above the middle level, you will not be able to deal with it." Listen to me, Sylvia, go to the training camp to hone and hone your revenge plan, you are the oldest of the survivors of the Akiba tribe, we can't lose you, the Akiba tribe has already killed enough people!"

"Uncle Mobila, I must go, the training camp can't give me real fighting, I can only grow if I have really fought. Sylvia said firmly, since she had agreed to travel the continent with Dark, she could not break her word.

Mobila sighed, he knew that he couldn't change his decision, and he had to pray to the goddess of nature to protect Sylvia.

"Alright, well, I'll report this matter, and may the goddess of nature always be by your side and make you brave and fearless. ”

"I will, Uncle Mobila. ”

After changing clothes at Mobila's clothing store, Sylvia said goodbye to Mobila, and she went to buy a hooded cloak for Di, this kind of ordinary clothing would not appear in the elf shop, the elf shop has always only had fine products, and they disdained to sell this kind of thing that was "garbage" in their eyes.

Fortunately, there were many clothing stores in the town, and Sylvia quickly bought a matching black cloak, and the store was surprised that the elves would come to buy their clothes.