Standing on the balcony, Dotrum watched the waves of the harbor in the distance.

Whenever he saw this ocean, he always felt a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.

While the ocean had brought his family untold wealth, it had also brought terrible nightmares on the other side.

Elves!

Many elves come to the human world and choose to go ashore in this place.

This caused a lot of trouble for the Dotru family.

So small that their family is often beaten by the elves...... The serious one is the incident more than 30 years ago.

All the adult males of their family were poisoned by the natural druids of the elven race.

Cause?

Dotru knew because his father had imprisoned a male elf and had done wrong to him.

Grandpa and Uncle also joined.

But...... Just because of this little thing, can you kill all the adult males in your family?

And the female druid at that time also said that thirty years later, she would come back and see again, if the Dotru family did not change, the consequences were at her own risk.

To this end, Dotru became an alchemist, intending to compete with the female elf in apothecary.

After more than thirty years of diligence and hard work, now is the time to test the results.

After a while, a middle-aged man came out behind him, looking at the dress that should be the general of this territory, he bowed down and said, "Lord, we have checked, and there is no figure of the elf inside." ”

"Impossible." Dotru's face distorted: "This is the poison I specially configured according to the information, specifically for the elf clan, and even increased the dose, even people were poisoned, how could she be fine!" ”

The middle-aged man did not speak.

"Close the gates and search the whole city." Dotru's hands were clenched into fists, and his eyes were full of essence: "We must find her, we have no next chance." ”

The middle-aged man was just about to leave, but he was suddenly stunned because the table in this room suddenly vibrate. From the interior of these wooden families, several spiky vines grew and wound towards him.

"Lord, be careful."

The middle-aged man roared, drew his long sword, and swung wildly, cutting off the green vines in front of him, but there were more and more vines in the room, and all the furniture turned into vines as if they were alive, and they were unrelentingly entangled.

He fought and retreated, blocking between the balcony and the room.

Soon, the middle-aged man began to mess with his palms and feet, taking care of one or the other, and after more than ten seconds, his feet were entangled.

First, his feet were in sharp pain, and he was about to use his sword to cut through the vines wrapped around his legs, but then he felt his head dizzy and lose his strength.

Poisonous!

As soon as such a thought arose, his hands were also entangled, and he couldn't move.

"Lord, jump down and run first." The middle-aged man turned around and worked hard.

But strangely, the gloomy-faced Dotru did not flee or fight back, but looked at the door behind the vine with burning eyes.

"Lord......"

Because of the poison, middle-aged people now even speak much quieter.

"I can't escape."

It was obviously so dangerous, but unexpectedly, Dotru's expression and tone were very calm.

There is even some ...... on the expression Palpitating.

The middle-aged man turned his head and found that in the garden beyond the balcony was a large field of magical plants wielding spiky vine whips.

A look of despair appeared on the face of the middle-aged man.

At this moment, the door was gently opened, and a female elf in a pale green dress walked in.

The other party wore a very rustic braid, but because of her overly beautiful appearance and fresh temperament, this braided hair on her body was a particularly strange beauty.

Even if you wear a wide dress, you can see the silhouette of the slender waist that twists slightly when the other person walks.

The elves are such a beautiful race.

The only flaw is the chest.

But sometimes, there are flaws, but also a kind of beauty.

Dotru's eyes looked at each other, his eyes full of light.

"It's been more than 30 years, and you still haven't changed at all, and you're still so beautiful."

Dotru almost muttered to himself.

The middle-aged man heard this, and he looked at his lord in shock.

The female elf also heard it, and her long ears moved slightly.

She walked in, frowning slightly, as if comparing the man in front of her with the child in her memory.

After a moment, she laughed, coldly and detachedly, "You're getting uglier and uglier the longer you get." Sure enough, people's hearts affect their appearance. ”

"Why doesn't my poison work on you?"

Dotru was not angry, nor resentful, he just asked in confusion: "This poison is specifically for the elven race, I have checked countless information, and I have experimented countless times for this, why are you not poisoned?" ”

When he learned that the elves appeared in his territory, Dotru almost went crazy.

It's going crazy with fun.

The so-called glance Wannian, he was only eight years old back then, but when he saw the elf in front of him, he was fascinated by the other party's appearance.

From then on, he would only find a woman with this kind of appearance and temperament.

But how can ordinary human women be compared to the elves.

No matter how many substitutes he found, it was like chewing wax, but sinking more and more.

The white moonlight in my heart when I was a child is a dream that outsiders can never touch.

The female elf laughed when she heard Dotru's inquiry: "It was developed more than a hundred years ago and targeted our elves...... It worked really well at the time. But it's been more than a hundred years, how can we elves not fight against this. ”

"But I've built on that, and I've made improvements, very subtle improvements." Dotru's face was confused and puzzled: "How could you have expected my direction of improvement. ”

A strange expression appeared on the female elf's face: "Do you think you are a human being, more than thirty years...... Can it compare to our elven race, dozens of druid masters, more than a hundred years of research and correction? You can think of it, the masters of our elven clan have already thought of it. The poisonous smoke released by you had no effect on me at all. ”

Dotru's face was pale, he was in his thirties, and he almost forgot to sleep and eat in his research, in the eyes of others, it was so worthless.

And this person is still his own white moonlight.

Seeing Dotru's gloomy expression, the female elf said, "I have come to take your life as agreed, are you ready?" ”

Dotru smiled ugly and nodded slightly: "Come on!" ”

The middle-aged general next to him wanted to struggle, but his whole body was limp and he didn't need any strength.

But at this time, the vibration began, first slightly, but quickly became heavy.

Dense vibrations resounded around the building.

"You still have a backhand?"

The elf looked at Dotru in surprise.

(End of chapter)