"I found out you're actually a chatter. Sylvie commented.

"Maybe. Oter nodded.

They have reached the inhabited place of the forest elves, El.

Osser could already feel the mountains in the distance, and the buildings made of vines and white stone blended perfectly into the forest. A huge ancient tree swept across the mountain, its roots seemed to fill the ground, and they sprouted their heads, sturdy and straight.

The forest elves also build houses on these roots, making the most of every inch of land.

"Thank you. ”

The green dragon slowly landed, and Oter took out the red crystal, and the green dragon was sucked into the red crystal like Ansu, turning into gravel.

"There's El up ahead. Sylvie stood up and patted the dust off her body. Before Silverie could get off his mount, Osser took the green dragon back, causing the girl to be stained with swarthy dirt.

Lawrence, the chick, experienced a night of wind and waves, looking unusually tired. It tied a fur bag to Othur's waist, slipped into it, and began to fall asleep.

Oter didn't mind, either.

Sylvie saw a forest elf ranger in the distance and wanted to go up to say hello.

Forest elves are friendly, and they won't mind accidentally visiting the race, provided that their traditions and laws are respected. Therefore, the El often has human nobles who come to visit here, and some lucky ones can even get the favor of the forest elves.

And their rangers, the guards, manage the registration of the alien population and maintain order in the El.

"Wait. Orser stopped Sylvie, and her soul gaze swelled, covering a large area.

The world in Orsser's eyes was filled with a little bit of green, faint but real.

"There's traces of evil magic here. ”

Through her conversations with Orsher, Sylvie also learned a lot about Azeroth.

Osser's meaning...... The guys whom Other called true demons have come to El?

"My friend, what's wrong with your eyes, do you need help?"

The forest elf in the distance had already noticed the two of them, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw Othur's eyes covered by a black cloth. As if he understood something, his eyes immediately filled with pity.

"He needs a mage who is proficient in teleportation," Sylvie explained, "he needs ...... Belch...... Back to his homeland. ”

"I understand, my elven brother," said the forest elf sympathetically, "my name is Theon, but I advise you not to go back. ”

"Your skin has been cursed by the Rodney Demon, your race will no longer welcome you, and you should receive the blessing and purification of the Ancient Tree in Eyre. Theon said.

Elves are not only forest elves, there are still many elven races outside the southern world, and their traditions and customs are extremely harsh. Not only that, they will not accept any foreign elves, but they will even banish and exile some elves who have been cursed for fighting demons, so that they will not affect the development of the tribe.

These banished elves, known as the "Exiles", live alone in this world, still longing for their homeland. Even if they are driven out of the country again and again, as long as they smell the fragrance of their homeland once, they will be relieved of their souls.

"Your eyes, well, are they wounds from fighting demons? Theon admired, "I still have to advise you to stay in El again, and we'll take care of you." ”

"Listen to you, my friend, Theon, I need a place to rest now. Orser said.

Sylvie looked at Othur in surprise, and Othur turned around, put her index finger to her lips, and made a booing motion.

"It's my duty. Theon happily said that he had saved an exiled elven warrior.

The three of them walked into the sprawling, labyrinthine city of El with winding aisles and dense jungles that were hard to remember the twists and turns. But the elven ranger was like his own big yard, taking Orsher and Sylvie through the forest.

"Why don't you find a mage? Sylvie asked quietly.

"There's evil here, and I hate demons more than you can imagine, and I'm going to have to pull out that demon here and hang its corpse on my blade. Osser said.

"Oh, rest assured, my friend," Theon said sympathetically to the demon-hating elven warrior, "El has no demons, and your nightmare will leave your world once and for all after being purified by the Ancient Tree." ”

"Perhaps, Theon. Osser said.

Theon shook his head, he knew how much every elf who had fought in Rodney hated demons, it seemed that this purple-skinned elf had been dealing with demons since the Holy War a thousand years ago, and his obsession with demons was much deeper than he thought. Thinking of this, he immediately repaid the highest respect to the old elf.

"El will always be there for you, Warrior. ”

Theon led Othur and Sylvie to a pure white villa-like house.

"And you, beautiful lady, you two look like partners, so you'll be treated like this elven warrior," Theon said, "I'll have to go to the Ancient Tree to report your arrival, and tomorrow you'll need to make a visit to the Burn Glade in the El Center, and we'll have to make a little registration." ”

"Have a nice day. ”

Theon gently closed the door, giving Other and Sylvie a meaningful look as they quickly blended into the forest.

The house is not big, only two floors.

Sylvie gasped, she had never lived in a decent house since she was a child living in the basement.

On the first floor, there is a bathtub connected to the lake outside, tables and chairs carefully woven with vines, a kitchen full of greenery, and even a swing. The walls are filled with flowers and exude a charming fragrance. Fireflies are housed in a lampshade, and they are resting for their evening work.

Sylvie was delighted by the cork bed on the second floor, which was easily conserved by a quilt made of unknown plants. There is also a warm fire nearby, and brown vegetable fuel is placed not far from the fire. There was a window next to the bed, and because the house was built on a high place, he could peek out to see the blue lake in the distance.

"Maybe I won't want to go to the Plains of the Rain Curtain anymore, but I'd like to live here for the rest of my life. Sylvie sighed.

Osser, who had been silent, nodded.

"If you don't smell the Dreadlord, this place is a lot like Darnassus," Oter said, "and it's almost as close to the Cenarius Glades." ”

"What are these two places?" Sylvie stretched out as she lay on the bed, the beautiful touch of the cork bed made her feel better, and she even had time to continue chatting with Orsher.

"One is the home where I live, and the other is where I became a druid. ”

"Speaking of which, you're still a generalist, mage, demon, druid," Sylvie snapped her fingers, "I haven't seen anything but a mage, and you're so powerful in the other two ways that even you will be banished to our world, so how powerful should the Burning Legion be?"

"It's powerful," Other released his soul gaze once more, the world in his eyes still full of green, "the information is too mottled for me to find the demon." ”

"In that case, shall we go to Al's bazaar?" Sylvia suddenly came to her senses, "I still have some gold coins on me, I want to change my clothes, if I can get Al's residence permit tomorrow, I don't think I will leave here for the rest of my life." ”

"There's no need, Warlock. Other shook his head.

"I'll have to deal with this mess of information, this Dreadlord is much more cunning than I thought. ”