"Where are they now?" Roy asked, looking at the parchment map.

Kaka made a slight recognition, pointed to a canyon on the map, and said to Roy:

"They're still running east, but they shouldn't be able to get far, and the group of guys chasing after them are riding highland argali, and they're very good at tracking ......"

"Take me to the battlefield over there."

Roy folded the map and put it in his arms, thinking for a moment before speaking to Kaka.

He was a little hesitant and didn't really want to meddle in the matter.

The main reason is that I don't understand the group of elves riding plateau argali, and I want to go to the place where they have fought to check it, and if the opponent is strong, try to avoid it.

"Okay." Kaka agreed.

Sabrina said, "Roy, we don't need to take any chances!" ”

Roy said to Sabrina, "We're just going to see where they've fought, and if they're strong, we'll retreat." ”

Seeing that Roy insisted on going to the place where the fight had taken place, Sabrina didn't insist anymore......

Claire was full of fighting spirit and said, "Aren't we going to chase those elves?" ”

"Just go and check out the places where you fought."

Kaka walked at the front, leading the group through a jungle, along the grassy slopes and over the mountains, to a ravine with a small wood, where the elven children had been hiding, and beside the woodland grew a number of low berry trees, which were probably the reason why they camped here.

At this time, the grove was already a mess, full of broken branches and leaves, and some trees were stained with blood.

Kaka took Roy Creek and walked into the woods first.

The two elves fell in a pool of blood, one of them was almost cut off at the waist and abdomen, and the ground was coagulated into black-purple bloodstains, which should have been completely cold.

Another elf was plunged into the chest with a long sword, his body pinned to a large tree, his head pressed against his chest, and the rough leather armor smelled of blood.

There was also some luggage scattered across the glade, almost just rolls of linen and fur.

Roy squatted beside the elf who had been cut off by the waist, and checked the wound on his waist, the opponent's weapon was very sharp, almost cutting him off with a sword, and even the leather armor on his body was neatly cut.

And the slain elves should be defenseless......

When Moira saw the elf's corpse, she covered her mouth and ran out, Miss Tiffany following her, as if whispering to comfort her.

Sabrina walked over with a solemn face and said to Roy, "Roy, that one is still alive." ”

Roy quickly stood up, ran to the side of the tree, stretched out his hand and put it under the elf's nose for a short while, and sure enough, there was still a faint breath.

I didn't expect that my chest was pierced by a long sword, and so much blood was shed, but I could still breathe......

Roy didn't dare to pull out his sword, and he immediately used the 'Holy Light Technique' to heal the elves.

The holy light spread out in the elf's chest, turning into a little light and disappearing on the elf's body, the wound was rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, Roy took the opportunity to pull out the long sword inserted in his chest, and then performed the 'holy light technique', sure enough, the wound did not gush out a large amount of blood, and it continued to heal.

The Holy Light Technique is a magic technique that Roy learned after becoming a priest, and it has a strong healing effect on wounds, that is, the power of the Holy Light is consumed very much......

The elf had lost too much blood, his face was pale, and his breathing was extremely weak.

But since he is still alive, there is no way to abandon it......

The leather he wore was rougher than Roy had imagined, and it was not even cooked, but it was hard, and the stitching places were all finger-thick holes, and the twine made of vine bark joined together to form leather armor.

This leather armor could hardly even resist the bite of the wind fox, making Roy feel as if he had returned to the Stone Age.

Roy, Woods, and Kaka took turns carrying the wounded elf back to the camp, and Kaka flew into the sky on a griffin to find the elves riding argali, and Kaka rode the griffon back to the camp before dark.

"They caught up with the elven children, and caught them all, and are now heading west along the ridge ahead, presumably preparing to return to the Pagisto Plateau."

Kaka came back with bad news.

Roy asked Kaka, "Will they go back to the same place we just visited?" ”

"Probably not, you need to go around it!" Kaka said.

Roy was a little uneasy, and thought about it and prepared to change camps.

Everyone was ready to rest, especially Miss Tiffany, who had just taken a shower, and Claire, who had changed into her fancy pajamas, was hiding in the tent to change the score.

When everyone was called out of the tent by Roy, they were a little reluctant to change camps.

After all, it's dark, where can the black lights go......

Sabrina was very supportive of Roy's decision, so everyone changed campsites overnight.

……

The group tossed and turned until it was dark, and then set up a few tents on a hillside near the Barrier Mountains.

The badly wounded and unconscious elf miraculously woke up in the morning.

Although his breathing was weak, he was very conscious, and he could make an intermittent hoarse sound.

The half-blood elf was lying on a fur mattress with his head resting on a piece of dead wood, and it was clear from his expression that he was in great pain......

Roy walked over and checked his injuries, and it was really unexpected that such a serious injury could survive.

Roy guessed that the sword hadn't hurt his heart, or the Holy Light wouldn't have been able to revive him......

"We were an adventuring party from Padstow City, and we rescued you while passing through a ravine, where did you come from?"

Roy crouched beside him and asked him.

The wounded elf pointed warily in the direction of the Pagisto Plateau, but did not speak.

"Pagisto Plateau?"

The wounded elf nodded slightly.

"What are you doing here?" Roy continued to ask.

The wounded elf opened its mouth, like a fish out of water.

"Stealing...... Cross. ”

Roy was slightly stunned, he didn't expect the injured elf to say that.

In fact, he just asked casually, not expecting the injured elf to tell any secrets......

Hearing the wounded elf say this piqued some interest in him.

After fumbling in his magical fanny pack for a while, he pulled out a potion of life, and Roy picked the cork with his dagger and poured a healing potion into his mouth.

The life potion was regarded as a blood-replenishing elixir, and after pouring down a bottle of life potion, I saw that the injured elf's face became rosy.

After resting for a while, probably because of the life potion, the wounded elf's face recovered a little......

He calmed his breath before he said:

"We received a commission from the parents of that group of children on the plateau to send the children to Barrier Town."

Roy knew that there were some more elven children in the town of the fortress for no reason, and he was still investigating the origin of these elven children the other day.

Unexpectedly, some elf children actually came from the Pagisto Plateau.

"Why?" Roy couldn't understand why those elven children were still so young why they had to leave their parents and run to Fortress Town to beg for a living.

The wounded elf grimaced and replied in a very low voice, "We just hope they won't have as hard life as we have in the future......"

Roy could guess something by looking at the tattered leather armor he was wearing, but he still asked curiously:

"The elves on the Pagisto Plateau are not having a good time?"

After letting the wounded elf drink the life potion, his mental state was noticeably better, and he said to Roy:

"Recently, some elf hunters have been catching miners everywhere on the plateau, and once they are caught, we will be thrown into the dark mine to dig for stones, and we will dig until we die, because there is a garrison of silver moon elves here, and those elf hunters dare not come here, so we will find a way to send the children over."

"Then why didn't everyone move over?" Roy asked, confused.

"Only elven children will not be repatriated, and the elven warriors in the army think that we are a group of slave traders, and have already captured many of our companions, and if they are caught, they will probably be imprisoned in the prison of Pallam Island." The wounded elf said.

“……”

When he left Fortress Town, Roy actually saw that the elven warriors had captured several slavers.

Roy sighed and casually asked, "Those guys riding argalis are headhunters on the Pagisto Plateau?" ”

The wounded elf nodded with difficulty.

"Why did they arrest them to go down the mines?" Roy asked.

The wounded elf replied:

"The mine owners are short of miners, so they need to use us to make up for them......"

"Has it always been like this?"

The wounded elf shook his head and said:

"Not before, in the past, the mine owners bought elf slaves from slave traders, not only could they not buy slaves in the past two years, but even the slave traders could not see them, so hundreds of headhunters suddenly poured out on the Pajisto Plateau, they specially caught miners for the mine owners, once they arrived at the mine, they would be thrown into the mine by the mine owners, which was more like a prison, and there may not be a way to come out again in this life."

"Every morning and evening, there are overseers who deliver food at the mouth of the well, and only the miners who dig the ore have food, and those who can't dig have to starve......

The wounded elves introduce Roy to the lives of the miners, making Roy feel that the mines are more like an alternative elven prison.

……

The four elven hunters hid in a tree, staring at the camp with seven marching tents from afar.

They followed the trail all the way, and when they spotted Roy's adventure party, they hid in the trees and watched quietly......

Everyone's face was painted with the green juice of the trees, and there was a very strong smell of tree oil on their bodies.

The elven hunters carried their hunting bows on their backs and discussed in a low voice:

"The members of this adventure group are a group of young elves, and it seems that they have little experience in surviving in the wild, and there are no warning traps set around."

"Didn't you say that the portal to Padstow City was closed?"

"Maybe they're just a bunch of young elves from Paddestow, just here for training."

"There's still a human on the team, how's that? Shall we bring them back to the Pagisto Plateau as well? ”

"It doesn't matter if these young elves take them away or not, the main thing is that I take a fancy to their horses, riding argali all day long, and my temperament doesn't match at all, those horses are brought to the plateau, maybe in the near future, they will have our own herd of horses......"

"Boss, you're thinking long-term."

"Phil, you're in charge of dealing with that human, Sam, you go and get rid of the two half-blood elf chicks in the tent, Proda, go get that silver moon elf, I'll deal with that sturdy half-blood elf boy, don't continue to delay time, as long as you resist, you can solve it decisively, you must end the battle quickly, our target is those horses they brought!"

"Okay......

"Understood!"

"Got it, head."

"Boss, should we call everyone over and do it again?"

"Eat the strawberry in your mouth, will you spit it out again and divide me in half."

"Head, if you really want to do that, I will!"

"You're such an idiot......"

"Okay, everyone listen to my command and act with me......"

The branches of the tree shook slightly, and several elven hunters quickly merged with the bushes and slowly touched towards the side of the adventure group's camp......

They had discovered the corpse of an elf missing from the camp last night, and after some investigation, they found that the elf had been rescued by an adventuring group.

The four headhunters monitored for a whole day, and found that except for one elven animal trainer riding a griffin who was very sophisticated, the other elves had little experience in the wild, and they were so young, which gave the four headhunters some bold ideas.

……

Moira snapped her eyes open, grabbed the stabbing saber hanging from the tent stand, crouched in the tent like a cheetah, and then woke Sabrina, who was sleeping beside her.

Sabrina woke up to see Moira holding her lips with her hand and silently pointing to the tent door.

Sabrina hurriedly grabbed the Seruki sword that lay under the mattress, and quickly put the dwarven chain mail on her body, and Moira also put on the hedgehog crystal lion skin armor, and found a figure quietly coming to the mouth of the tent.

A sharp sword lifted the tent curtain, and Moira pressed her body against the tarpaulin.

At the moment when the curtain was lifted, Sabrina raised her Seruki sword and slashed at the elf at the door, and the elf standing at the door of the tent reacted quite quickly, blocking Sabrina's sword with the long sword in her hand, and the long sword was like a snake to Sabrina's wrist.

Sabrina didn't dodge at all, and Seruki's sword swept towards the elf's chest......

Sabrina's arm clanged, and the sword was wrenched around her black iron bracers, the dwarven chain mail was strong enough, and even the bracers were metal bracers wrapped underneath them.

Headhunter Sam couldn't cut Sabrina's hand off with a sword, and his heart felt a little cold.

He didn't dare to burrow into the tent any further, and his body retreated violently to the outside......

The tent was slashed open by Sabrina's sword, and behind Sabrina appeared an elven sword dancer with two swords, and then merged with Sabrina, who held a seruki sword in each hand, and slashed at Sam's neck at the same time.

Sam blocked with his sword again, and the elven sword in his hand unexpectedly snapped open.

Just when he raised his leg and kicked Sabrina's lower abdomen, he only felt that his calf was slightly cold, and there was a sharp military thorn inserted in his long leather boots, and the wind fox leather boots were as fragile as a piece of paper.

Sam let out a scream:

'Ahh ’

(End of chapter)