"You're not afraid?"

The sharp blade of the scimitar slowly moved forward, easily slicing through the skin on the neck, and a thin scarlet slowly spilled out of it. Seeing that the other party had no intention of resisting, Aurelia frowned, but she couldn't continue.

"No, I just trust my judgment. Shaking his head slightly, Lanros took the opportunity to silently break away from the clinging blade, "Fortunately, I saved your life, as the eldest sister of Windranger and the future Ranger Lord, I don't think you will be a person who will take revenge." ”

"Grace will take revenge? Hehe, I don't think so. That being said, but the big hat of Lanlos still had an effect when it was buttoned down, at least the blade in Aurelia's hand didn't move forward, "Don't forget that I saved your life too." ”

"Please, I'm a mage. Shrugging his shoulders, Lanlos said very casually. Language is an art, and he doesn't deny the other person's kindness, but he doesn't show gratitude. A discerning person may not think there is anything wrong, but to Aurelia, it is very unpleasant.

"What do you mean?" a deepening furrow appeared between his eyebrows, and the Elven Ranger's eyes narrowed slightly.

"What do you say?" said Lanros with a faint smile.

Although there is some suspicion of confusion, Lanlos is telling the truth. Even without Aurelia's help, he was able to get out, only in a more awkward way.

The scene fell silent all of a sudden, looking at the other party's unpredictable expression, an imperceptible arc appeared at the corner of Lan Luos's mouth, and he slowly pushed away the other party's scimitar, and gradually approached forward: "It's you, what's the matter, just kiss me?"

With a fierce frown, Aurelia's indifferent gaze met with Lanros, and then, a bright smile appeared.

Boom!

A clear crash sounded suddenly, and Lanlos immediately snorted, clutched his lower abdomen, and fell to the ground with a sharp bone.

Slowly retracting her knees, Aurelia looked at the mage who was curled up on the ground, clenching her teeth and trembling with pain, the corners of her mouth gradually hooked up a terrifying arc, and the unique elegance was full of charm: "Since you know that I am a windranger, then don't use this childish method of hooking up with little girls." ”

"This is interest, I have written down everything today, and I will come back to you to settle the account. Returning Lanlos's words to him as they were, the smile on Aurelia's face grew brighter, and she sheathed her scimitar and walked away without looking back.

Seeing that the other party gradually disappeared into the jungle, the elven mage, who had collapsed to the ground, suddenly stopped trembling, and Mali stood up, slapping the dead leaves and dust on his body while breathing a sigh of relief.

As his mind moved, his lower abdomen suddenly trembled, and the shield under his shirt turned into pure magic and dissipated in the wind.

I have to say that spell silence is really useful......

By the time Aurelia had completely disappeared from her perception, the impropriety on Lanlos's face had disappeared without a trace, and he withdrew his gaze and looked at the lake with an indifferent expression.

Wisps of familiar pale husks lingered underwater, and the spirits never dared to be exposed to sunlight due to the influence of phototactic instincts.

If you still don't want to go back, then don't go back......

With a fierce glint in his eyes, Lanlos raised his arm and rose as the green flames rose, his outstretched palms aimed at the underwater ghosts.

Soul Harvest!

To the east of Sunscar, Lake Allendal grabs most of the land like a dagger, and at the southernmost end of this beautiful lake, a tall and imposing watchtower is built on the lake.

It's not so much a watchtower as a manor with a hollowed-out hall.

The white façade is carved with soft lines that form delicate and artistic patterns. The walls are inlaid with beautiful gold carvings, and the ruby glass and flags glisten in the sun, as if reflecting the lake in front of them into a pool of clear and charming light red wine.

The Far Traveler Camp was originally just a camp, but due to its topography near mountains and rivers, more and more people took root here, and gradually developed into an outpost that is not inferior to Taquilin.

This is the sentry post of the Mother River of Queldore, and it is the largest source of water in the entire Yongge Forest. In order to compete for this freshwater resource, the forest trolls raid more than three digits each year.

The corpses of elves and trolls left behind are enough to line up the coastline of the Yongge Forest......

Of course, this is a joke, but it still shows how hard this land has come about. And this fierce war has reached its peak recently.

Lanloth's dress was indeed a little out of tune with the elven style, and walking in the camp attracted a lot of attention.

"You're the mage Captain Aurelia said you were talking about, aren't you?" As soon as he walked into the lakeside tower, a figure with long hair appeared in front of Lanlos, but the other party's Salas language had the characteristic depth of a middle-aged man.

Herios, a Lieutenant of the Far Wanderers, one of the rulers of the camp......

"Sure enough, it's the same as Aurelia said. The neat short blonde hair stood on end, and it looked a little aggressive in the sunlight, "The taste in clothes is the same as that of humans, it's really bad." ”

Before he could speak, he was suddenly scolded back by the person next to him, and Lan Luos's face was extremely bad.

"Tomanson, watch your tone!" Herrios reacted even more than Lanlos, and immediately shouted at the other party, "In front of you is an arcane who has stopped the troll's plot!"

However, the latter did not buy it: "Herrios, we are all lieutenants, and you have no authority to duty me." ”

"Is it? just a hairy child, do you know how to lead troops into battle?" the long-haired lieutenant frowned, and his face flashed with obvious disdain.

"Hehe, let's wait until your tactical results can surpass me. ”

"Grades?haha......" Hearing the other party once again boast about what he had learned in Silvermoon City, Herios suddenly burst out laughing, and his original soft face suddenly became fierce, "My achievement is that I have successfully repelled the trolls' countless attacks over the past few decades!"

Tomenson unconsciously stepped back, but quickly recovered: "Yes, you haven't been promoted for so many years, and you really have the face to say." ”

“...... If it weren't for your family, you wouldn't have the right to stand in front of me at all. Resisting the urge to punch someone, Herios said almost through gritted teeth.

"You're stealing concepts, veteran. My strength has been recognized by the royal court of the day......"

"Are you done arguing, can you let me rest first?" Watching the two tear apart, Lan Luos looked helpless.

"Of course, I have prepared a room for you on the second floor. Crean, take the mage up and rest. It has to be said that Herrios is a qualified diplomat, and as soon as he turned his face, he completely put away his anger, and the sudden enthusiasm made Lanlos even feel flattered.

But more than that, it's vigilance.

Nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief, not to mention that Lanlos's charm value is only 9 points!

Despite being a fine line away from ordinary people, Lanlos is still a low-charisma crowd. And the hard life brought by low charisma, Lanlos has long been accustomed to it.

Whether it's Winlessa's hostility, Alona's threat, Verin's surveillance, Solania's questioning, or Aurelia's murderous aura......

While that's a bit of a mistake, the truth is that an attitude like Tomanson's should be normal.

And as an arcane with powerful perceptual abilities, Lanlos could clearly see the calm in the depths of Herrios' eyes.

Compared to Tomanson's arrogance and immaturity, the old lieutenant was far smarter and more dangerous than the young man who had parachuted in to steal his job.

Aurelia was anxious to get the word of the traitor to Taquilin, so she naturally wouldn't make small talk with the two elves. Coupled with the attitude towards herself not long ago, it is certainly impossible for this woman to spend words to introduce herself.

And Herrios was able to decisively choose to win over Lanlos as soon as possible in just a few words, and this courage alone is not comparable to Tomanson.

This lieutenant is not as simple as it seems.

Glancing meaningfully at the other party, Lanlos slowly walked towards the second floor, led by Adjutant Cleanne, while also glancing at Tommanson, who was still looking at him with disgust.

This person is much simpler, so simple that it can be summed up in one sentence, a second-generation official and a second-generation scholar, and he parachuted directly here to become a lieutenant.

It's no wonder that Herios is at odds with him, it's obvious that he's here to steal the old lieutenant's job.

Speaking of which, the Far Wanderer's camp is attacked incredibly often, and the more battles you have, the greater your chances of promotion or degradation. It stands to reason that if the safety of the camp can be guaranteed for decades, even if Herios cannot be promoted, he will never be replaced by a second-generation airborne officer.

This person is very problematic.

As he followed Crean to his room, Lanlos's eyes flashed with a complicated light.