Standing inside the hollow tree, Lukka looked up. The hollow in the trunk of the tree is not visible at a glance, and I don't know how high it is.

He took a deep breath, secretly clenched his fists to cheer himself up, and turned back to Shatath, the elf with hair like a pile of withered yellow hay, and asked, "Where are the stairs?"

"There's no staircase here," Shattas pointed to the wall on the left, "that's how we all go up." ”

After saying that, he grabbed a hanging vine, used his hands and feet together, and climbed five or six meters in a few seconds.

Lukka froze in place for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Why don't you call down that captain of the guard, I'm too lazy to climb." ”

In fact, if he uses a light weight technique, he will not have a problem climbing along the vines, and if he can't, he can also cast an imaginary gravity, and he can also walk on the ground on vertical walls. But the inside of the big tree was also too high, and Lukka looked at the seemingly endless wall, and didn't want to take a single step.

Shatas leapt from above and landed lightly on the ground like a leaf, without making a sound.

"There are ways to do it without a lot of effort, but it's a little slower. He said with a little regret, then looked sideways at Nora and Dolan, "I thought there were two elves among you who would be more accustomed to this path." ”

The garnet necklace around Nora's neck was a perfect shield from her heat, and Dolan usually showed people in the form of wood elves, and the confused Shatas didn't even realize that they weren't his own kind.

He led everyone to the middle of the hall, pulled out a whistle, and blew it upward. The whistle was high-pitched but not sharp, with a tactful tail note, and Lukka actually heard some of Dolan's lute smell in it.

It wasn't long before the same whistle came from the top of the tower, but it seemed to be weak compared to the sound of Shattas.

Then, a large basket made of twigs slowly descends from above, and the top of the basket is connected by a wrist-thick vine.

"Is this thing sturdy enough?" Lukka looked at the leaky basket on all sides, the size was fine, it could hold a dozen people at a time, but the branches looked like the big tree, obviously some years old.

Shattas was confident: "Of course there is no problem! This basket has been running for hundreds of years without any accidents." ”

"Really?" Lukka asked, "when was the last time you used this thing to transport people?"

"I think about it......" Châtas began to count, snapping his fingers, "it should be sixty, oh no, more than seventy years ago." ”

When Dolan heard this, he immediately shouted: "I don't need this, I'll climb the vines myself!"

"I'll just say," Shattas smiled at him with satisfaction, "how could a wood elf get into such a thing without a vine?" ”

Lukka couldn't see how strong the basket was, and decided to check with the person with the best eye on his side. As soon as he turned around, Crete said, "As long as there are no more than seven people loaded at a time, there should be no problem." ”

Lukka pointed at Daniel and Linde and asked, "The same is true for both of them?"

"The two of them...... It's better not to come together," Chhattas hesitated, but then he looked down at Finch and Gavin, and said happily, "These two can be counted as one." ”

Daniel shook his head, "I don't need you guys, I can float up on my own." ”

"Okay," Lukka nodded, "float on your own, climb on your own, and fly on your own to raise your hand to sign up." ”

Daniel and Dolan raised their hands, shut up and raised their wings, Thea also raised their hands, but was pressed down by Luca: "You better stop flying, it's easy to scare people." ”

The rest was simple, several people split into two groups, Lukka and most of the crew took the lead, and climbed into the basket in turn. Linde and the two dwarfs waited below as a second group. The elves at the top of the tower turned the noose and slowly pulled them up.

When Lukka walked out of the basket, Daniel had already floated to the place and waited.

It didn't take long for Dolan to climb up the vine as well, the kind of thing that required contact with plants, and he was better at it than a real wood elf.

After waiting for a while, the basket carrying the goblins, gnomes, and half-giants slowly rose to its position, and Lukka counted the number of people and asked suspiciously, "Shut up, why haven't you come yet?"

Shatas inquired, and learned that he was talking about the parrot, and volunteered to go down the vine to check.

After waiting for half an hour, the wood elf returned the same way, holding the parrot with its belly facing the sky in his hand, and said, "I found it on the vine in the middle, it doesn't seem to be in good condition, it won't die, right?"

"You're going to die!" shut up and didn't move, but his mouth didn't rest at all, "I'm just tired, this broken tower is too high!"

Lukka was a little surprised: "Aren't you okay to fly hundreds of nautical miles?

Shut up and gasp a few times, still keeping his paws upward, he said: "There is wind on the sea! In this broken tower, there is no updraft at all, let me fly purely with wings, you want to exhaust me?"

"It's yours who want to fly. Lukka said, taking it from Chatas's hand, and seeing that he still didn't plan to get up, he didn't put it on his shoulder at all, but stuffed it directly into his backpack.

"Stop, idiot pirate, are you going to suffocate me? Is that a head on your neck, or is it a moldy walnut?" Shut up and struggled out, still standing on his shoulder, pecking hard at his hair.

Lukka didn't care, turned around and patted Shattas on the shoulder and asked, "It's all here, can you go?"

The yellow-haired elf had recovered from his stunned state, he had seen a talking parrot, but he had never encountered such a bad talk.

"Oh, okay, please go this way. Shattas took two steps in front of him, leading the way, and hiding as far as he could from the parrot.

Halfway around the tree trunk, Lukka came to a wooden door with several holes, and a sign hung crookedly on the door, half of the handwriting on it was covered with dust, and the first half could barely be seen as the words "Captain of the Guard".

"Captain of the Guard!" said Shattas, knocking on the door, "we have visitors!"

There was a chaotic sound of furniture falling to the ground inside, and a few seconds later, the wooden door was slammed open, and several pieces of rotten wood fell from it.

An elf with messy hair stood behind the door, his clothes crooked, and it was obvious that he had fallen to the ground with the sound he had just made.

"Are you tourists?" asked the guard, looking at the few people in front of him.