Chapter 172: Elven Squad
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"I knew that if you made a move, that dragon would not be an opponent at all" Philomena looked at Francis with admiration, without him, this is the charm of the strong. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"That dragon is very good, its strength and temperament are top-notch, and it is not at all as arrogant and domineering as Alaide said" Hearing Philomena mention the dragon girl just now, Francis couldn't help but nodded.
"Is Francis really an eighth-order mage?" Guna looked back at Francis suspiciously. The frost dragon was beaten to its feet in a few moments, and the whole fight didn't take even two minutes.
"What, what do you think I look like?" Francis smiled as he looked at the bird of paradise beneath him.
"First of all, it's definitely not a mage... If it's a warrior, it's impossible, after all, the power of the dragon clan is not a human to compete with, you must not be a human," Guna thought for a long time to come up with the most reasonable, but it made Francis cry and laugh.
"Guna, how can you say that" Philomena looked at Guna amusedly, is it a human, with your perception of Warcraft, you can't tell the difference?
"If it's a monster, I can't think of a few people who can compete with the dragon clan in terms of strength, if it's an orc, it might be a little possible, after all, the king of land battles can tear the dragon with his bare hands......" Guna ignored Philomena's blame, and said her guess to herself.
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Francis, don't blame her. She's like that, like a child," Philomena looked at Francis apologetically.
"It's nothing, isn't it good, I don't like to be around serious people, Guna still has a good appetite" patted the bird of paradise under him, and Francis handed the ring to Philomena.
"I've seen it, there are three barrels of light water in it, and the waterhole in the valley has been drained, and it will take at least half a year to fill one bucket. β
"Great, so that the last task is completed, I can go to Divia to relax for a while" Philomena took the ring into her arms, this ring was just an ordinary space ring, and she could use it by inputting her spiritual power.
"Then fly to Divia now" Looking at the endless green to the southwest, Francis was looking forward to this elven journey.
"The elven city of Divia in the Dark Forest is going to fly for a day from here?" Guna was a little reluctant, the Bird of Paradise was not a flying monster that was good at long-distance travel, and flying for a day in a row was indeed a bit far for her.
"If you fly for an hour, I'll give you a light core, how about it?" Francis took out a high-level magic core, and the gentle light magic immediately attracted Guna's attention.
"Is what you said true?" Guna looked at the core in Francis's hand with her mouth in her mouth. She knew that she was no match for Francis, and that she could only obediently obey to get this magic core.
"Of course"
"Don't go back," a hint of cunning flashed in Guna's eyes, and she decided to fly a little slower so that she would get a few more cores. For the sake of food, she naively learned to be careful.
"Of course I don't regret it, but..."Francis looked at Guna amusedly, and she was really naΓ―ve, even if she was clever, she was so naΓ―ve.
"If you don't get to Divia by this time tomorrow, then there will be no magic core left" Francis put away the magic core, which immediately caused Guna's displeasure.
"Stingy guy, don't worry, I'll definitely fly fast" Guna flapped her wings, and the light element slowly condensed on her wings, and her speed also increased.
"Francis, she's not a child" Philomena glanced at Francis reproachfully, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that Francis was coaxing the child again.
"Haha......"
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After a night's rest, Guna flew up again with Francis on her back, and now they were very close to Divia.
"It's convenient to have a flying monster" Looking at the forest under his feet, Francis was very emotional. I didn't travel so fast in the forest before, and flying in the air can really save a lot of time.
"You said I was flying when you went to bed, you can't fool me," Guna looked back at Francis. If Francis dared to say a word, she would immediately descend to the ground.
"yes, yes, this is the seventh time you've said that in an hour, and my ears are calloused. Francis looked at Guna helplessly, I didn't let you rest for your own good, but even took the opportunity to kill me.
"Wasn't I afraid you would forget?" Guna turned her head in embarrassment and continued to fly forward.
"Whoosh" a green feathered arrow shot straight at Guna, and only when the arrow reached the front of him did she hear the sound of breaking through the air.
The "ding" arrow was directly bounced off by the feathers on Guna's body, and although she was not injured, Guna was still startled.
A few dark shadows flashed, and a group of elves in leather armor appeared in a clearing, vigilantly watching the birds of paradise in the air. With his handsome face and iconic long ears, he is definitely a real elf.
"Is it an elf?" Francis looked at the group of elves below in surprise, so clever in his breathing technique, he was overwhelmed by the slightest inattention.
"Let's go down first, it's strange, is this already the outskirts of Divia?" Francis wondered a little, this place seemed to be some distance from Griffith's address.
"The forest in front of the humans is forbidden, go back" The team leader was slightly relieved to see Francis and the two come down from the bird of paradise. If the other party really relies on air superiority to break through, there is nothing to be done on his side.
"We're from the Church of Light, we're here to find Pope Griffiths, and the two of us have already made an appointment with him," Francis took out his deacon and threw it over.
"Thisβ" Catching the waist card thrown by Francis, the elf looked at it. Although he couldn't tell the truth from the fake, the light system of Francis and the two of them didn't seem to be telling a lie. Now that the elves have a request for the church, it makes the captain a little confused.
"I'm so sorry, if it were normal we would have let you go. But now that the whole city of Divia is under martial law, you can't go in, but if you have something to tell the Pope of Light, we'll pass it on to you," seeing Francis's friendly attitude, the captain's tone also softened.
"Can't you be accommodation?" Philomena said disappointedly, hugging Guna, who had shrunk to the size of a sparrow.
"No, you can't be under martial law right now, your waist card is just the waist card of the white deacon, if it's a cardinal archbishop... I can let you in. The captain shook his head, completely non-negotiable.
"Is this okay?" Francis pulled out a leaf, a leaf-shaped ornament given to him by the elven captain in the Valley of the Dead. At that time, he was assured that as long as he held this leaf, he would receive the warm hospitality of the elves, and this leaf represented the friendship of the elves.
"You have this thing," the captain's tone immediately became respectful when he saw the leaves in Francis's hand.
"Francis, what is this leaf?" Philomena looked curiously at the leaf in Francis's hand, and the elf, who had just been incompatible, immediately became so respectful.
"It's not a leaf, it's actually an ornament given to me by an elf, and he says that the leaf represents the friendship of the elves. If I hadn't seen that elven captain, I'd have forgotten about it."
"If you had taken out this leaf earlier, I wouldn't have stopped you" Feeling the burst of life emanating from the leaves, the elven captain knew that the leaves in Francis's hands were definitely genuine.
"Can we go in now?"
"That's natural, but Divia is under martial law now, so I'll take the two of them in myself," the elven captain said apologetically, knowing that he was acting unkindly.
"It's nothing, as soon as you see the Pope, you'll know that we're not lying" Francis put away the leaves disapprehantly, this is a good thing, you must put it away tightly.
"I'm sorry, but I admire your magnanimity," the elf said solemnly, and in his perception Francis's confusion was in disarray. The forest, which was originally closely connected to him, did not react to Francis at all, as if... Francis is as one with this forest...
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