Although his level of research was only third-tier for the ancient tree scholars of the royal capital, in the city of Northville, for those young elves, Ndoma's level as a mentor was completely sufficient.

The same is true for Ndoma herself.

As a research that requires a long period of effort, it is a good way to relax and take a walk around the museum from time to time.

However, thinking of the research just now, after his eyes swept over the young elves, he asked casually:

"Has 'Dragon Detection' been executed?"

Although theoretically, the third-tier research site is not worthy of strict scrutiny of the spells used by every group of visitors, but recently due to the defeat of the Bloodtree Legion on the front line and the declaration of war by the "tyrant", every branch city has been given strict vigilance, and as a researcher, he doesn't want to be troubled by those administrative guys on this.

The guide was stunned for a moment, and his eyes swept over the visitors:

"This ......"

This appearance was obviously not censored with dragon detection spells.

Ndoma's face darkened, and in the eyes of the young elves, a mixture of respect and confusion appeared in his eyes—

Dragon Detection!

The peaceful vitality circulated in the eyes, and the spell-like Huo Ran formed-

The comparison model constructed by the energy pressure range, fluctuation frequency, and fit of energy and flesh form of the dragon's life force, whether it is any kind of dragon or subspecies of the Dragon Empire, or a dragonborn, cannot escape detection!

According to his actual measurement cases, the dragons under the command of the "tyrant" who call themselves "nest dragons" can also be detected.

At this moment, in the special sense of magic fitting that could only be used to compare the information of dragons, Ndoma captured the information brought by the vitality and physical structure of one elf after another.

Not to his surprise, there was no "qualified" feedback from dragon detection-

The young elves in front of him were undoubtedly elves...... Forest elves.

The vitality in his eyes dissipated as the test ended, and Ndoma was completely relieved.

I don't think there will be dragons or those "nest dragons" infiltrating, but the idea and the result are two different things.

"Margaux, you can take them to Pavilion Four."

Ndoma, who was completely relieved, had no idea of observing this group of young elves, and he had seen all kinds of reactions after spending decades in this treehouse, and it could take some time as a resonance to relax his mind, but nothing more.

"Yes, Mentor."

After replying respectfully, the guide named Margaux stretched out his hand to lead the elves towards the annex:

"Everyone, come with me here, the amber on display in Hall 4 is a precious ancient tree amber, sealed in the ancient tree scholars who served the elf king after the first generation of elf kings, the transformation beast that served the elven king tried to strengthen their allies for the first time, and it is different from the current cultivation type that starts from the flesh and blood blueprint, and it is a type that reconciles conflicts with life force by directly grafting alien limbs-"

As the guide and the footsteps of the elves faded away, Ndoma's gaze retracted and turned to the amber of the woodland giant cub.

In the yellow-brown transparent resin, the hideous giant beast cub was extremely calm, which slightly soothed his slightly anxious mood because of the situation on the front line:

"Woodland Behemoth......

As if remembering something, Ndoma couldn't help but shake her head:

"Speaking of which, I seem to have heard that Linde was a little weak half a tidal meter (twenty days) ago because of the failure of her attempt to break through the life level, and rested at home?"

After pausing for a moment and explaining to the treehouse front desk, Ndoma left the treehouse.

……

In the south of Northville, in a light-colored treehouse that was not much different from the surrounding treehouses, a thin figure was writhing on the bed, and the slightly hideous body was slightly glowing with blood.

And at this time, for a while

There was a knock on the door from outside the treehouse:

Tuk Tuk Tuk –

"Linde—Linde—"

Ndoma stood in the two-story outer hallway, shouting into the treehouse.

Lind, his deputy, a shape-shifting druid who was originally part of the Stormtroop and retired from a battle with the undead, turned the Elder Tree Scholar who was in the rear to be a civilian, came to Northville four years ago and became his deputy.

The city's knowledge treehouse research efforts were not very intensive, and could even be said to be somewhat laid-back, and Ndoma could have allowed her to do other things to satisfy her desire to improve herself and try to return to the Legion.

But now, the situation in the entire kingdom is tense, and he, a scholar of the Knowledge Tree House, has to go out to cooperate with the legion to screen out possible hidden dangers in the city, and she must go back to help.

Still, it's a little strange, why didn't there respond? Out of town?

Like many mid-to-high-level elves, a part of the house that was able to isolate life force, sound, and vibration, and avoid disturbances from breaking through and studying spells, the gate failed to respond to Ndoma's doubts.

However, just as Ndoma was about to go to the training place that Linde frequented to search, the door opened.

A special aura of vitality suddenly appeared in Ndoma's senses, making Ndoma subconsciously take a step back.

As the wooden door gradually opened, he wore thin pajamas, and his figure was slightly ...... A strong, familiar figure appeared in Ndoma's sight:

"Lind, you—"

Looking at the figure with a strong body in front of him, but with a slightly pale face, Ndoma's gaze unconsciously fixed on her blood-colored eyes:

「…… Blood Elf?"

The long hair that was not tied in a ponytail and scattered in front of the shoulders and neck had already taken on the scarlet hue of the Blood Elves.

Then he heard the other party's voice:

"Who did I think it was, but it was Ndoma?"

The Blood Elf Female, who was stronger than his impression, made his eyes flutter for a moment, and the memory in his mind of the Forest Elf who came to him because of his injury a few years ago suddenly became clear.

The same pale face because of the injury, weak with determination, but compared to that time, it was a little more aggressive, and the casual eyes intertwined at that moment, making him vaguely feel a predator-like sharpness.

It's like, in the next moment, he will be torn apart-

This feeling made him subconsciously take a step back, and the familiar voice and only slightly changed his appearance made him stop again:

「…… Have you been transformed into a blood elf?"

"Ah, because of one thing, sure enough, the battlefield is more suitable for me than guarding those ambers in the treehouse."

The female elf, named Linde, showed a sassy smile:

"In the past, the blood elves didn't have matching spells, but now, the situation is different, Curator, I don't want to hide behind it."

Hearing this, Ndoma was silent for a moment, opened his mouth, and swallowed what he had intended to say.

The familiar person became radical, symbolizing the scarlet blood energy of the blood tree, which made his mind a little confused.

He didn't know what to say, and after a few words of conversation, Ndoma said goodbye and left.

But the moment he walked down the wooden staircase and Linde turned to close the door, he suddenly turned around.

The spell streamer, which symbolizes the "detection of dragons", is still silent, and does not bring him a response that matches the comparison.

"Me, do you feel wrong? Is it really a delusion?"

Ndoma couldn't help but wonder, though only for a moment, he felt a terrifying ferocious ferocity that seemed to tear him apart.

That malice is highly consistent with the pure malice that surfaced when he tried to connect the flesh and blood samples of the "Nest Dragon" with his own life force.

No, Ndoma shook her head, not an illusion.

He never doubted his instincts.

Go find the Blood Elves of the Bloodtree Legion

Let's investigate Linde.

If it wasn't related to the nest dragon, then, most likely, something went wrong when Linde "turned the life force into a blood tree".

No Ancient Tree Scholar will ever forget the catastrophe in which the Blood Tree tried to manipulate a group of chimeric beasts to break through the seal.