readx;?“ In that era when dragons were crisscrossing the continent, humans were nothing more than food for dragons in captivity. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info It lasted for a long, long time, and the humans only knew how to escape, and they would only leave the people in the team who couldn't run and leave them for the dragons to use as food. Until one day, a young man stood up, raised his hunting knife, and cut off the head of a giant dragon, that at that moment, human beings had the consciousness of resistance, and it was at that moment that the hunter was truly born. ”

Dennis recounted the history of the hall to the crowd, in a soft but powerful tone: "The young man's name is none other than Perseus, who is also known to his descendants as the Lord of Thorns because he wore a wreath made of thorn flowers on his head when he slain the dragon. The title of Lord of Thorns has been handed down since that time, and only the strongest hunters in the hall can be given. As for the rest of the princes, they are all foils for the Lord of Thorns. ”

"The snow-white robe of the King of Thorns was once the dream of many hunters. Carlos also spoke slowly, his face full of remembrance, "I once saw the Lord of Thorns Greg Tor senior from afar, although I only glanced at it from a distance, but that kind of incomparable momentum, until now I can't forget it." ”

Greg Thor?

Ian felt the name familiar, as if Karan had mentioned it to him before. It seems to be the last person on the four-man painting, and as Karan said, the only person in the world besides him who wouldn't hurt Ian. Kalan also gave the painting to herself, as if she still had it with her.

He began to rummage through his backpack.

"After leading humanity to carve out a territory of his own from the realm of the dragons, Perseus left everyone's sight, and no one knew where he had gone. There are various legends, some say that he traveled east to the sea and sailed away. Some say he couldn't stand his aging body and buried himself in an active volcano in the Tellmis Mountains. Dennis said as he turned his gaze to Nia, who was looking at Ian, "There is also a theory that he went looking for the elves. ”

"I don't know, I wasn't born at that time. Nia's voice was unusually ethereal, like a stream in a mountain stream, "If you're curious, ask my mother." ”

"The Queen Mother?"

"Well, my queen mother is the queen of the elves. Nia said as a matter of course.

Everyone gasped, and then turned their gaze to Ian. I wondered where this kid got his luck from, so he casually picked up a princess of the elf clan and came back, and besides, he didn't wear clothes!

Completely oblivious to the rest of the group's gaze, Ian finally found the painting in his back pocket, took it out, and spread it out in the palm of his hand. As a result, the four middle-aged men in white robes appeared in front of him again, and Ian's attention first lingered on Rudo's face for a moment, but quickly shifted to the other person.

If Rudo is dull, Karan is introverted, and Cassius is polite, then this man can only be described as arrogant. However, he does have arrogant capital, and he is the strongest of the four.

"Lord Rudocalf of the Plum Blossoms, Lord Calamstuart of the Rose, Lord Cassius Holmes of the Sunflowers, and Lord Greg Thor. Carlos noticed the figures drawn by Ian and said with a sigh, "They used to represent the strongest combat power in the hall, and they were also the most glorious era of the hall." ”

Carlos's words slowly increased, and the day he had just saved them, Carlos had barely spoken. Now it's much more than before, after all, he has been in this deep mountain and old forest for six years, and it will take some time to adapt to the way he once lived.

Ian was eager to ask Carlos about the Four Lords, as it seemed that he knew more than he did. But he soon noticed that Genie Nia was looking at him without blinking, and then he remembered what he was supposed to do now.

"We want to meet the Elven Queen. Ian said to Nia, "Can you take us there?"

"Yes, yes, but I don't want to. Nia stroked her hair and said, "I just ran out after a fight with her, how can I go back so quickly?"

Ian was stunned: "Quarrel?"

"Yes, quarrel!" Nia said with some indignation, "She has to let me marry Lao Pu, it's a guy who can't beat half a fart with three sticks, and it is better to let me die if I marry him!"

Ian was stunned, the expression on his face was so wonderful that he felt like he was sitting here like a dream. It had obviously taken them more than a month, how much suffering they had gone through, how much pain they had endured to get here, and for that they had sacrificed Aris and Colby.

Finally, they found the elves, at least a female elf, who had thought that the suffering was coming to an end. However, this is a "rebellious" elf who quarreled with his mother and ran away from home, will the elves also rebel? Will they also sit on the ground and count others without an image, "Can't you beat a fart with three sticks"?

Ian feels that the idea that his mother Shirley has taught him since he was a child that "the elves are a perfect and pure race" is slowly crumbling.

"Well, Princess Nia. Harry asked, somewhat resignedly, "Do you elves speak the same language as us humans?"

"Of course not, why do you think that?" Nya frowned, and then quickly understood something, "You're curious why I speak your language, right, it's actually very simple, because"

Just as Nia was about to say why, an equally ethereal male voice interrupted her.

"Nia, you've said enough. ”

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly turned around.

They saw an elf with the same green hair and green eyes standing outside the cave at this moment. Unlike Nia, he wrapped himself in a dark green robe, with a hood on his head and a scarf around his face.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he slowly took off his hood and scarf, so that everyone could see a handsome face. Like Nia, he also has near-perfect facial features, like a sculpture carved by a sculptor's knife little by little, and at this moment he is walking from the heavy snow, with snow marks under his feet, snowflakes on his shoulders, and as soon as he opens his mouth, white mist spews out of his mouth, and there is a constant cold wind behind him.

Ian remembered the poems his mother had whispered in his ear since he was a child.

"I love the snow of the north, and I love the elves with long ears. One day, there will be elves stepping on the white snow and stepping on the cold wind, and they will come. ”

He felt that the nursery rhyme had come true.

"Hello, my name is Old Pu. The elf introduced himself, "I'm here to fetch the princess home." ”

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