This druid race is not a raven, and it maintains its form only because Elimoas has shackled its magic.

After the dragon spell was lifted, the druid's form changed from a raven to a female halfling: a freckled face beneath chestnut-colored fluffy curls.

Many races know the characteristics as soon as they hear their names, and halflings are. They are only half the height of normal humans, about the same as dwarves, but they do not have the "height of 100 centimeters and weight of 100 kilograms" of dwarves, they are like a group of adults with the size of young children...... So much so that this race suffers a rather tragic fate because of the special hobby of mankind.

Ingrid who arrives becomes relaxed, and the female plus interracial ...... There's nothing to worry about, this crow will soon be stripped of a single feather by the city lord.

"What do you see!"

Annan's gaze made the female halfling's face full of anger, and she pulled up the only remaining fabric to cover her body.

It's hard to imagine such a big temper in such a small body.

Annan suddenly took off his mage robe and put it over the angry female halfling.

"You...... I don't need charity from damned people! ”

Annan's charisma can turn apathy into friendliness and hostility into indifference, and that's enough.

Ignoring her no longer fierce attitude, Annan asked Ingrid: "How much is the loss?" ”

"There are only five skeletons." If the earth elementals were still there, they should be begging the halflings not to die by now.

Annan looked at the female halfling again: "You are a druid, but you are killing poor peasants......"

"Idiot! Knave! Madman! You are the ones who spread death! The female halfling, who had just eased up, rose and fell again at Annan's words.

Annan's attitude gradually became softer, and Elimoas and the others left first.

The female halfling stood up at this moment, the mage's robe spread out at her feet like a king's blanket.

"I am Annan, the King of the North, the Champion Rat Hunter, the Champion Warlock, and the Lord of the Floating City." Annan still looked down at her: "You killed all the rat people I killed before. I brought back their bones, purified them of death, and let them farm to atone for their sins. ”

"The excuse of the wicked......" the female halfling still resisted.

Prejudice is as old as civilization.

"Follow me."

Annan turned back defenselessly, and the female halfling hesitated and followed.

"What's your name?"

The female halfling did not answer, and Annan continued, "I know a tree-man druid in the north, who and his companions came to Middle-earth because of the nezumi, do you know them? ”

"That's a bunch of cowardly guys......"

"Why do you say that?"

"They want to live in peace with you......"

"You're not?"

"We are the Avengers!"

We...... Are there any other druid avengers?

When the sea of clouds above the sky dispersed, and the warm spring sun sprinkled on the sparkling sea, the whole city seemed to be draped in a hazy halo.

Annan thought that the female halfling would praise the house with these elven features, but it didn't.

"Look...... This is the evil that you humans have committed...... I'm going to throw up. "The female halfling hates all this.

"What are you talking about? It used to be a gravel beach. ”

Since the "Druid Avengers" didn't like Liberty City, Annan headed to the right outside the city, heading to the Forest Mountains.

The old camp that had not yet been demolished and the scattered wood along the way made the hatred of the female halfling even stronger, and the hateful gaze fell on the back in front of her......

He stopped suddenly, and a voice came from his back, which blocked all his vision: "See? This is the sapling that I and my people have planted. ”

In front of the vast woodland, a neatly arranged sapling is planted at the foot of the forested mountains.

The female halfling subconsciously wanted to refute, but the green saplings confirmed the human's words.

"How do you 'Druid Avengers' judge whether or not you are destroying nature?"

“…… People who harm the forest. Her tone was complex.

"And how do you punish those who hurt the forest?"

"Let them be nourishment!"

So the Druid Avengers are the Druids of the extreme faction?

"Is a lumberjack who chops down a tree damned?" Annan continued to move forward, and the female halfling had to follow him with a brisk step.

"Damn."

"What about the lumberjack who planted a tree?"

"It shouldn't be ...... Why still a lumberjack? ”

"What about the lumberjack who cut down a tree and planted another tree?"

The female halfling's tone was a little hesitant: "...... Should. ”

"What about the lumberjack who cut down a tree and planted a hundred trees?"

This time she was silent for a long time: "...... Should. ”

It's just that her hesitation speaks volumes about her chaotic heart.

Annan continued to lead her along the low hill with a slope to the woods of the Forest Mountains: "Remember the group of druids I talked about? They start out like you. ”

The attention of the female halfling was diverted by Annan's words.

"They accuse us of cutting down forests, but they praise us for planting them. Because they are not you, they accept our actions. ”

"Then I told them a story...... An old man who had planted a forest was killed by a druid in front of his wooden house because he had built a wooden house. The old man's blood seeped into the mud, and the whole forest grieved for him......"

"It's not us—"

"What spellcaster would have trouble with an old man who lives in the forest?"

"For every tree we cut down, we plant two trees, and the forest expands because of us...... Why are you saying that we destroy forests? ”

"Because you-"

The female halfling's argument was suddenly dispelled by the silhouette that leaped out of the forest, and a group of tree elves, the size of a palm, haunted Annan and cheered.

"Why...... Do dryads like humans? "The female halfling had never seen anything like it.

"Because of my natural breath."

"Nature...... scent?"

Annan approached the female halfling, "...... Get away from me! She walked back in the same footsteps, only to be approached by Ann.

"Do you feel it?"

Annan at the moment is full of natural flavors – so what is the taste of nature?

More than one person said that approaching Annan was like sitting in the shade of a forest tree, but Annan did not feel a special aura from them after handing over the leaves of the World Tree to others.

Perhaps, as with the immunity of Long Wei, the Warlock talent allowed Annan to be exempt from these influences as well.

"You're human...... Why is there a natural scent? ”

"This is the glory given by the elves." Annan allowed the female halfling to see the leaves of the World Tree clearly. "As a medal for my fight against rat people and afforestation."

Elves and druids have similar ideas, many elves are druids, but not many elves become avengers, because elves hate war and killing, whether righteous or not.

"You...... Really not a bad guy? ”

(End of chapter)