Hermes, of course, was not a fool, and he immediately judged the current situation from Alice's expression.

But first he had to correct one of Alice's cognitive errors.

"Alice, the one lying on the bed is not a baby dragon, just a ...... with the breath of a dragon Mankind. ”

Alice glanced at Hermes, remembered what she had done before, and then took a step back in horror.

Fortunately, he did not accept his own treatment.

Hermes, of course, doesn't talk nonsense, and in Heimdick, Hermes is almost the most sober and calm ancient dragon. Alice, of course, would choose to trust the oldest of the elder dragons unconditionally.

"Hmm...... Gentlemen, don't you want to explain?" asked Hermes mildly.

"Explain you, Nesario, we're going to slay the dragon!

“boss！ye ye ye！”

Gwen looked at the little Ragnaros with teeth and claws on the side, and smiled bitterly, while Hermes in front of him made a gesture to sit down, signaling that they could talk slowly.

Looking around, he saw that there was no place for Gwen to sit down.

Hermes understood, and stretched out his hand to a potted plant that Alice had raised, and the pale green fluorescence enveloped it, and the potted plant immediately grew wildly, like molten slurry erupting from the surface. After a while, the branches of the potted plant filled most of the room, and the rise slowly slowed down.

"You may be seated. Hermes nodded at Gwen.

Gwen looked in amazement at Hermes, who had made the bonsai grow like a miracle, and sat down slowly.

Soft and comfortable, Gwen reminded him of the sofa in the royal city.

The Minion Creen got up, looked left and right, and saw that the sabre-rattling scene did not appear, and immediately smiled and stretched out his hand to Hermes, indicating friendship.

Hermes smiled and nodded, and reached out to shake the Minion Clint.

Safras slammed Clint against the wall, and little Ragnaros jumped out again, but didn't speak.

It wasn't stupid either, knowing that Gwen wouldn't take the initiative to attack the dragons in human form in front of him, so he could only look at Hermes with a kind face.

Ten minutes passed, and Gwen and Hermes had a good conversation, two hands of completely different specifications holding each other, symbolizing the end of this mutually understanding conversation.

"Is he from another world?" Hermes muttered to himself, then he pointed to Milak who was paralyzed on the bed, "Is he too?"

Gwen looked at Milak and nodded at Hermes.

"You're waiting for a ...... Night Elves, and let him send you back, right?"

Hermes seemed to be thinking about something.

Eventually, he seemed to have made up his mind, and said to Gwen sincerely, "I suggest you get out of here now. ”

"Now, the Night Elves haven't returned, we're gone, what is he going to do?" said little Ragnaros as he burst out.

"The world is about to be restarted, and it's very chaotic right now. Hermes explained.

"There is a power in Crescent City that is not of this world, and so is Oak Town, and time has been tampered with by unknown people," Hermes shrugged, "You have to come to Heimdic, this is not a war for you strangers, this is a family dispute among the Els." ”

"The word reboot...... I think it's more appropriate, and the real lifespan of this world is not very long. ”

Alice looked at Hermes blankly, not knowing what was all about.

"You're still too young, Alice, there are a lot of things you don't know, I'll tell you slowly when you grow up, but now we're going to send these irrelevant people out first. Hermes said.

"They're going to get the El's attention...... The El will capture them, analyze and replicate their power, and then make this turbulent world even more chaotic, and the Slanhill we protect will also be destroyed. ”

Gwen scratched his head, he didn't quite understand what Hermes was talking about.

"I'm sorry, it's been a long story, but you know by now that it will be very dangerous to stay in this world, and I will do my best to send you back to the world you were. ”

"Come to Heimdik, Slanhill will be willing to accept all life. ”

Faced with Hermes's invitation, Gwen wavered.

Little Ragnaros glanced at Gwen, "Hey, hey, stupid, what about the Night Elves? You don't want to leave him behind and go back alone, do you?"

Gwen hesitated, and put his hand on his black greatsword, rubbing the greatsword that had been with him for many years.

He pondered whether Osser had been kind to him and had done something for him, but no matter how much he tossed and turned, Gwen still couldn't find a reason to stay.

The man in front of him was reliable, and Gwen felt an involuntarily intimate aura from him.

What's going on with Rodland? Gwen thought, nostalgic for Rodland's life.

"Time waits for no one, friends from the other world. ”

Hermes saw Gwen's thoughtful demeanor and fanned the flames.

Without hesitation, Gwen lifted Ragnaros Jr. and Minion Clin, placed them on his shoulders, and then carried Milak onto the other shoulder.

Ignoring the desperate action of Ragnaros Jr. hammering his crown with Safras, he nodded lightly at Hermes.

"Send us back, gracious friend. ”

Hermes nodded, and the arcane energy began to run in his hand, and the coordinates of the teleportation were outside the gates of the royal capital.

"Alice, you're going to have to know Heimdick too, I feel a strange energy approaching here, and ......"

"The power of life is about to bloom again, and the Els will fight because of it. ”

A ball of flame exploded on Gwen's body, and in a moment Gwen's froze, little Ragnaros broke free from Gwen's restraints, jumped to the ground, and emerged from his armor.

A roaring flame burned on its body, igniting the potted plants that had filled most of the room.

Hermes waved his hand lightly and extinguished the flames.

Little Ragnaros felt a surge of life energy bind its own flames, and it could no longer use them.

"Dragon!What did you do to me!?"

Hermes shook his head slightly: "Please don't do anything wrong in this world, even if it is going to be destroyed now, you should go back to your world, Fire Elemental." ”

"I can feel how strong your core is, but you seem to lack enough fire, right?" Hermes pointed to little Ragnaros's chest.

"Complete, it should be very strong, but right now, no. ”

Hermes enveloped everyone with arcane energy, or rather, the entire house.

"It's time to go, hopefully this time, the El will be able to die one or two. ”