Chapter Ninety-Two: Hiram
The green-haired elf carried Eric on his back, moving fast and slow. Aaron followed closely behind the elves, for fear of being left behind.
In this way, Aaron followed the green-haired elf, through countless trees, to a small lake.
Aaron didn't expect that there would be a lake in the dense Anya Forest, let alone that in the center of the lake, there was a huge tree. Compared to it, even the mother tree looks like a small tree that has not yet fully grown.
The tree spread out endlessly in all directions, covering most of the small lake, and its broad branches were like arms, clinging to each other before disappearing into the canopy.
"What a big tree. Aaron sighed heartily.
Aaron followed the green-haired elf and stepped on a narrow and thin wooden bridge to the island in the middle of the lake. There is only one tree on the island, but this tree already occupies 90% of the land. A small wooden house stands alone under a large tree.
The green-haired elf carried Eric directly into the wooden house, and when Aaron was considering whether to follow the green-haired elf inside, there was a "bang", and the wooden door made a choice for Aaron.
Aaron shook his head with a wry smile and walked alone to the lake.
"How could this elf live here? It turns out that there are also elves living in places other than St. Desi. ”
At night, the lake was particularly cool, and a breeze blew against the surface of the lake to the upper island, and Aaron felt a shiver, only then did he realize that his clothes had already been soaked with sweat and blood.
The light of the fire in the wooden house flickered and dimmed, and the shadows of the elves swayed and swayed in the light of the firelight, and they were always busy. It was early in the morning that the door to the hut was opened.
Aaron, who seemed to be asleep by the lake, was awakened, opened his sleepy eyes, looked at the green-haired elf who came out of the cabin, and immediately stood up.
"That, senior, how is he?"
Aaron didn't know what to call him appropriately, although it wasn't too appropriate, but Aaron really couldn't find the right name.
"Senior?" the green-haired elf was slightly stunned, "Do you Terrans call each other like this? I'm not used to it, just call me Hiram." ”
"Mr. Hirham, he, how is Eric? not life-threatening, right?" Aaron asked.
"He's fine, he can't die. Who are you? Terrans would not normally be able to enter the Anya Forest, let alone reach this place. Hiram asked.
"I am Razor Escuri, the son of Duke Miturin. Aaron continued to rip out the fake identity.
"Escuri, you're a descendant of Ivan, what's wrong with that guy? I haven't seen him in a long time. Hiram asked.
"He's already dead. Aaron looked at Hiram suspiciously, this old elf can't remember all the time wrong, right?
"Really?" said Hiram as if he hadn't realized he had said the wrong thing, "what are you doing here? Even if it's your great-great-great-great...... Grandfather Ivan, only came here once. ”
Hearing Hiram say this, Aaron was a little uncomfortable, "Zeng Zeng ...... Grandfather" sounds too ugly, and he's not really a descendant of Ivan yet.
"I'm here for Poison Flame Pupil. Aaron said truthfully.
"Why do you need this thing?" Hiram was stunned, he hadn't heard of this thing for a long time.
"To save Princess Eunice......"
Aaron was only halfway through his sentence when he was interrupted by Halleym.
"Eunice, what's wrong with her?" Hiram was emotional, and his hands gripped Aaron's shoulders tightly, and Aaron couldn't help but grin as he pressed Aaron's wounds.
"I'm in a coma now...... Aaron said, fighting the pain in his shoulder.
"How can this be? What the hell is going on? You told me that if you told a lie, I would kill you. Hiram let go of Aaron's shoulder, anger streaming from his eyes.
"But I'm afraid that even if I tell the truth, you still won't believe it. ”
It should be a fact that Eunice fell into a coma and was not done by Razor, but Aaron is in the elf's habitat, and there is a nearly 100% chance that the elves don't believe these things. So, no doubt how to say, it is too difficult to prove his innocence.
"You don't have to worry about this, I naturally have my own judgment. Hiram said.
Can I leave it alone? It's my life? Aaron was about to cry.
At this moment, there were suddenly ripples under Aaron's feet, and the surrounding space instantly seemed to be enclosed, and Aaron couldn't hear any sound from the outside world.
"This is my magic, the healing space, in this space, I can feel your heartbeat, so, don't lie. I'm old, but my mind isn't confused. Hiram said.
Aaron smiled wryly, it seemed that there would be no secrets this time. But that's fine, with this magical space, the credibility of what he says should increase a bit.
Aaron cleared his throat and told the story in its entirety. Hiram listened attentively, keeping his eyes on Aaron.
"You'll find out what happened next. We met those men in black on our way to the top of the Emerald Realm, and if it weren't for you, Eric and I would probably have died there, right?" Aaron said, looking at Hiram nervously.
"Eunice had such a thing, I didn't even know it. What the hell are you trying to do, Sastton?By the way, what's the name of the drug you want to refine?" Hiram thought about Sasston's motives, and although he didn't have a clue yet, he should be able to guess that Sasson was planning something unknown. After thinking for a moment, Haarlem looked up and asked Aaron.
"It's a potion called 'Tru's Potion'. Aaron said.
Hiram turned back into the house and quickly pulled out a worn-out book. The book is thick, and the book is already yellowed.
"This is a book that Ivan gave me, and I didn't read it much before, but I started reading it after living here. Well, it's not bad, it's quite to my liking. As he spoke, Hiram kept his head down and kept flipping through the book at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination.
Aaron's eyes widened, it's a miracle that the book hasn't fallen apart now.
After about half a minute, Hiram stopped turning the page and stopped his gaze on the corner of the book.
"Sure enough, it has an effect on the 'spiritual lock'. Well, even if I were to be called over, I couldn't think of a way to do it. Alright, Escuri boy, I believe you this time. Hiram closed the book, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked upward, giving the impression that she was not smiling.
For Hirarm, it is not easy to make such an expression to the Terrans.