Chapter Forty-Six: Doroe Man

The dark elves waited silently, and gradually, footsteps approached. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

"NJG people klsff?" The voice is a female dark elf.

"There are lojgda, safhgd*dfh, two fsds!" The voice of the male dark elf was a little low.

“oukel!”

Another night owl's cry rang out, and in the distance another light footstep approached.

Came to the front, "Kodali!" The voice is very pleasant, and she is also a female dark elf.

"FDS chases grw* two fsdsfg!" The Dark Elf seemed to be commanding something.

“oukel!” The two female Dark Elves replied neatly, and then ran together for the way they came.

Did they find out that there were pursuers behind them?, Pandey thought.

Chris, is that you?

The male dark elf snorted softly and continued to run forward.

After about an hour of running, Pandis suddenly felt that the dark elf's steps had become low, as if he was running low.

Then, suddenly, the sound of footsteps became dull, and a faint echo came from all around, and the damp smell of stones and moss was heard in his nose, and Pandis was horrified to find that he had led himself into a cave.

What is this place?

After walking a few steps, someone suddenly said: "mkugs!"

The dark elf just "snorted", and the person who came replied: "Kodali, SD old sahygfd you khhd!"

"Hmm," the dark elf replied, stepping forward.

Gradually, the footsteps became much more empty, as if entering a large cavern.

The dark elf lowered Pandis from his shoulder and said something loudly, but the huge echo made Pandis's head buzz and he couldn't understand it.

Someone from high up responded.

Then the Dark Elf led Pandice step by step upwards and placed it on a flat spot.

Then Pandis's sack was opened, and as soon as his head peeked out of the bag, Pandis was disappointed—

Around, there was no light at all.

Faintly, I could hear the breath of someone not far away.

Pandis turned his head, and saw only two dim dots.

Then it suddenly dawned on me that it was a human eye.

Pandis wanted to exclaim loudly, but with a ball of cloth in his mouth, he could only make a "whine" sound.

She sensed that she seemed to be on a stone platform.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Pandis seems to smell a trace of blood coming from nowhere.

Is this the stone platform they used for sacrifice?

Could it be that this is the stone platform used to make handicrafts?

Pandis wanted to faint, but he couldn't, so he could only watch as those eyes slowly approached him, and out of nowhere in the darkness a pair of cold hands reached out and caressed her face.

After a day of hunger and thirst, and constant panic, Pandis let out a "grunt" sound in his throat and finally fainted.

I don't know how long I was unconscious, but Pandis woke up slowly, and as soon as he moved, he found that he was still imprisoned, and the surroundings were still as dark as before.

She moved, only to feel weak, there was a sound of the forbidden ring and the stone wall crashing between her hands and feet, she moaned slightly/groaned and wanted to sit up, a cold voice sounded from the corner:

“fbj*s!”

Are you telling me not to move?" Pandis was taken aback.

"What are you going to do to me, kill me?" was now known to Pandis, and fear was useless.

“hki... Oh... I'm sorry..."The voice was a little old, it was a male voice.

Then, a tiny bright light rose in the darkness.

Even if it was just a little light, it was enough for Pandis to see his surroundings clearly.

Here, there is a small stone room, and I am sitting against a stone wall.

The stone chamber was very rudimentary, with a rough stone table, a few equally simple stone pedals used as stone benches, and a low exit leading to the outside.

Opposite him, there was an old man who held a candle in his hand and gently placed it on the stone table.

His hair was gray, his skin was as pale and dull as a dead man's, and he was almost skinny, and the most terrible thing was his eyes, which were originally blue-black, but his two eyeballs were blue-white, and longed to protrude some of them, making it seem that they would fall from those sockets at any moment.

Pandis covered her mouth with her hand, otherwise she would have screamed.

“... I guess I must be horrible... Sorry to scare you... Her Royal Highness the Princess. The muscles of the old man's face writhed, perhaps he was smiling bitterly, but the shadows on his face and the twisted muscles of his face were even more terrifying in the faint flickering candlelight.

Especially his two eyeballs.

But the more scary things are, the more they sometimes attract people's eyes.

Pandis couldn't help but look at his two eyes, wishing that he was unconscious again.

“... You... Know... Me?" teeth fought.

"Of course, Your Royal Highness Princess Pandis, oh, what a rudeness to have not introduced yourself yet... My name is—" The old man scratched his head with a withered hand, "I'm sorry, I'll have to think about it... It's been useless for so long, I've forgotten ... Huh..."

He let out another creepy laugh.

“... Ah, by the way, my name is Doro Man, oh no, my full name should be Doro Agus Juan Man!"

Pandis's eyes widened and he exclaimed in disbelief, "You... No way!"

This is a very pure elven family name, the first in line is the real name, usually read through with the last family name, that is, Doro Man, which means Doro of the Male family in the elven race, the second is the patronymic, and the third is the name of the clan who baptized it after birth, similar to the godfather name in human society.

The full name means that he is indeed from the elven race.

In other words, he was the first to criticize the dark elves of the elves.

Doroman chuckled lowly, and he moved the candle slightly to his side:

"I'm sorry, but my eyes can't stand the light. ”

"You... still alive..."

Doroman seemed to sigh, "Yes, I'm not dead. He looked up slightly, "But, it's almost there!"

There was silence, only the candlelight flickering slightly.

"So, you want to kill the elven princess before you die, right?" said Pandis softly.

"You're smart," Pandis's heart sank, and he thought sadly: sure enough.

"I don't want to, though... That's... What's the point?" Doroman's voice grew deeper.

"Please don't make such jokes, isn't it the long-cherished wish of your dark elves to kill every elf?"

"Once upon a time... Perhaps, but not now!"

Pandis chuckled and didn't speak. (To be continued.) )