"Then I'll have to talk to the orcs?" Lukka asked.

Garrison Commander Garantel shook his head: "Unlikely. ”

"Why? Orcs don't speak the lingua franca? "Luca is quite confident in his language skills.

"It's not because of this," Garrensel said, "that happened ninety-eight years ago, and there should have been no one alive among the orc guards at that time. The average lifespan of an orc is only fifty to sixty years old, and a life expectancy like Master Katata's seventy years old is already unheard of. ”

"It's Master Kayala. Dolan hastened to correct him.

"They're all dead...... Lukka muttered for a moment, then suddenly realized, "What? What did you say Master Carrara was an orc?"

He turned to Dolan and said, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought you knew," said Dolan, "what an obvious orc name Kayala is, hasn't Nora heard of him too?

"Ah, I forgot. Nora blinked.

"Besides," said Dolan again, "does it matter what race Master Kayala is?"

"That's it," Garanthell, the head of the garrison, followed suit, "whatever race he is, you can't talk to him anyway." ”

Lukka frowned and asked, "So, that night, only these orcs were guarding those two secret treasures, what are you and your wood elves doing?"

"Most of us were sleeping. Garrensel said.

"Is there anything you haven't slept on?" Lukka asked.

"Let me check the records. So saying, Garrensel got up, walked behind the desk, opened the drawer and rummaged for a moment, then turned back and searched for a while in the cabinet covered with a few centimeters of dust, and the whole room was shrouded in flying dust.

"Found it, this is it!" he took a large, tattered notebook and slapped it with his hand, making the room even more breathless.

Lukka cast a breeze spell to blow the dust away from his surroundings, but under the influence of the power of plastic energy, the effect of this spell was slightly greater than expected, and it was completely counterproductive, setting off a small sandstorm in the room.

He quickly changed his tactics, turned wind into water, and rained a light rain in the room. As a result, the dust did not fly, but the floor was full of muddy water, and everyone quickly got up from the ground.

Garansel held the data book, looked back at the rest of the cabinet, and made sure that the water did not destroy them, and then said with a little relief: "Fortunately, our data are stored in a relatively high position. ”

"Why don't we talk somewhere else?" Luca's suggestion was unanimously approved.

Garlandel looked at the messy room with a sad face, and said nothing.

"Don't worry about it," said Nora, "even if the captain refuses to pay for it, can't I pay for the cleaning of this room?" ”

Garrenser's face immediately became clear, he held the textbook, and strode ahead to lead the way: "Many rooms are idle now, and the few commonly used ones should be quite neat, so let's go to the restaurant." ”

He led everyone into the hall on the other side of this floor, where the furnishings were simpler, all rows of long tables and benches, a canteen that could eat for dozens of people.

Although the table was a dining table, the diet of these wood elves was probably relatively light, and there were no grease stains on the table, so Garrensel put the information book on it with confidence.

"I remember that night, a team worked overnight to prune a branch on the thirteenth floor of the sacred tree, which had some insect marks. Garrenthel flipped to the page that marked that day ninety-eight years ago, "Well, it's the sixth group, and there are five elves in all. ”

"Where are they now?" asked Lukka eagerly.

"Let me see," Garrenthel read name by name, "the leader of the group is over six hundred years old, and has retired to his hometown. This one fell from the middle of the sacred tree last time, and although he didn't die, his head was not very good now. These two thought that there was no future here, and they were recruited by the Undercurrent Chamber of Commerce. ”

The more Luca listened, the tighter his brows became, but the two who jumped to the black market may be a breakthrough, he walked over and asked, "Can you let me copy a copy of this list?"

"Of course, I'll have someone bring pen and paper. Garrensel said.

"Don't bother. Lukka poked his finger at the closed mouth on his shoulder, and the parrot flew to the table and stared at the open page of the resource book for a few seconds.

"You guys have a lot of people here. Lukka said to Garrenther, who was glaring at the parrot.

"Actually, no, if they had a choice, probably they would have been gone a long time ago. The garrison sighed, "Before coming here, we were all selected elites from the wood elves from all over the world, and when we arrived on this island, we swore in front of the sacred tree that we would never leave unless we reached the retirement age of six hundred. ”

"What is the punishment if you break your oath and leave here?" Lukka asked.

"Not really, it's just a disturbed conscience. Garrenthel replied.

"Then why don't you leave?" asked Luca.

Garansel tugged at his collar to reveal a purple pattern on his neck: "You see, this pattern is the mark of the oath made under the sacred tree, dyed with the sap of the sacred tree, and it will not fade until death." ”

"Traces of the Sacred Tree!" Nora called out the marker's name accurately.

"It seems to you that it is a sacred sign," said Garrenthal, "but in our eyes it is a slave mark that binds us to this island. ”

He stood up and walked to the window, looked at the calm sea below, and said, "You think, we always have to eat, don't we? Stay here, there is still the fruit of the tree to satisfy your hunger, and if you leave here, you will become a sworn breaker, and your hometown will definitely not take us in, and we will have to find a job to support ourselves." But we are not the only ones who know this oath. Who would take the name of breaking the oath under the sacred tree and hire an elf with this mark on it?"

"Can't you cover it with your clothes? This thing is not on the face. Luca asked.

Garlander said helplessly: "At first, a few elves who ran away did this, but they were soon discovered and sent back. Later, the employers of the Boiling Sea all knew that before hiring the wood elves, they had to check it, and there was no possibility of getting through the test in confusion. ”

"So, if you want to get out of here, just go to the Undercurrent Chamber of Commerce that doesn't care about any oaths at all. Luca said.