"But it will hurt. Ashrufat said. He was tempted to tease him in a half-tongued tone, but he found it difficult to be in the mood for a joke.

In the previous battle, Kaye and the White Lion Warriors saved the left flank. The Dark Elves unleashed a devastating attack, and countless Chill Beast Knights fiercely charged at the precarious defenses. The elven warriors fought to the death with incredible tenacity, and stubbornly held off the offensive. Kaye sent the White Lion Chariot to launch a counterattack, which was one of the highlights of the battle - although the warriors on the chariot and the White Lion pulling the chariot were all killed, they bought precious time for the Phoenix Guard and some of the Knights of the Silver Helmet to come to their aid. The Dark Elves lost their only chance to break through, and then came to an inevitable defeat in the protracted battle. The aerial duel was just a futile struggle. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the tide of the battle was so unfavorable, Heard would not have planned to have a duel at all. Otherwise, he'll take to the skies as soon as he takes to the skies instead of waiting until everything is almost done.

Kaye was wounded in victory - with the battle already decided, she tried to lead her elven warriors to contain a group of Dark Guardians—the strongest and most dangerous warriors of the Dark Elves, rivaling even the Phoenix Guardians—though she underestimated the explosive power of the Dark Guards as they desperately tried to escape. In that scuffle, she was stabbed in the left shoulder. Of course, her injuries didn't come without a price - at least two-thirds of the Dark Guards fell to the battlefield by the end of the battle, and most of the rest were killed by the cavalry during the pursuit, and very few survived.

"Nothing. Kaye replied lightly, except that her pale face betrayed her true feelings.

"If a wound can remain unscabbed, it can indeed heal faster when healed by magic. Ashrufat came to her. "But care must be taken, because excessive blood loss can also lead to weakness and slower healing. "It looks like Kaye has just finished bandaging, and at the moment she's wearing only a single garment and no collar. Her neck and shoulders were bare, revealing ivory skin.

Based on the elf's age, Kaye can indeed only be considered a young girl. Although she is already qualified to be a lieutenant.

"Your wounds are really badly treated. Ashruphat looked at the girl's body. The bandages were a mess, and it was obvious that she had bandaged herself. Everyone knows that when it comes to taking care of your own wounds, sometimes you can't do it well. "Do you want me to find a woman to help you re-bandage?"

"No...... No need......" Kaye replied with a hesitation. "I know my own business. It makes me uncomfortable for someone else to do it for me. ”

This is not a reason, probably just out of self-esteem and pride. But self-esteem and pride didn't help her recover faster.

"I'll help you find one. Re-bandage. Ashrufat said. "Aaraset!" he said, calling the advisor's name, standing up and trying to walk out of the tent.

Kaye struck him in the leg and struck him hard in the foot. This was really unexpected, and even Ashrufat was caught off guard. His body was in a state of getting up but not getting up, and he was kicked straight to the ground. Kaye kicked him with his leg again, kicking him on his back. Then Kaye pounced on him, and the elven girl's face was filled with anger. Although she was unable to move with one hand, this did not prevent her from grabbing the hem of Ashrufat's chest with the other.

"I said, don't meddle around!!!"

Ashrufat gasped and nodded vigorously. Kaye slowly let go of his hand so that he could get back on his feet. The action made Kaye's wound worse, as the blood stains on the bandage expanded.

What's going on? Ashrufat couldn't figure it out. No wonder the elves are a race that is difficult to fathom...... As he got back on his feet, he saw Kaye's body.

Perhaps because of the intense action just now, the periphery of Kaye's bandage was loosened a little more, allowing Ashrufat to see the girl's shoulder at a good angle. On Kaye's shoulder, beyond the edge of the bandage, there was a reddish tattoo.

But the next second, Kaye tightened the bandage with his hand. So that the tattoo is immediately obscured.

"Prince, please leave. Kaye's mood seemed to recover a bit, but he still unceremoniously ordered the eviction.

"What's going on?" Ashrufat asked Carrie in his mind as he stepped out of the tent. The rest can be improvised, but the blow just now really made him understand. Is it necessary for Kaye to attack him?

"The host, probably ...... Feels like you care a little too much about her. Carrie replied solemnly. "Women's psychology is always more sensitive. Besides, she is likely to be the 'watcher' arranged by the Queen, so she overreacted to your intimate attitude. ”

"Having said that, now that we've determined that Aracet isn't the 'watcher' sent by the Queen, the only ones left are Kaye and Garth. Ashrufat replied.

"It's not 'no', it's the least likely, so we're not going to think about it for now. Master, I suggest, I strongly suggest, you have to find this 'watcher' and then let him disappear! I'd suggest you target Kaye and kill her if you can confirm that she's the 'watcher', or Gals otherwise. You are now a general, and it is simple to take them out, just let them perform some dangerous missions. ”

"Tempting Kaye to be a 'watcher'?" Ashruphat remembered with some trepidation as he had just been attacked.

"That's it. Carrie replied. "Based on my observations...... Among elves, if a man expresses a more enthusiastic attitude towards a woman, at least it will not make the third person particularly suspicious. And Kaye is really good, to say that to attract your attention, or even to fascinate you, in the eyes of a third party, is a normal thing. Anyway, if you deliberately approach Gals, it's easy to get ...... Unwanted attention. ”

(Voice of Mystery: Carrie, don't you really know that there is a thing called Jiqing in the world of Lu Dao?)

"That's right. Perhaps it was because of Carrie's words, and Ashrufat couldn't help but think back to what he had just seen—the bare ivory skin, the delicate and delicate feeling that did not at all look like that of a warrior. This should be the natural condition of the elves, in fact, regardless of men and women, the skin of elves looks smoother and more delicate than that of humans, and there are few spots and the like. But as the old saying goes, you don't look good, and Kaye doesn't look like a woman at all when she's wearing full armor and picking up a tomahawk - even by elven standards. Whether it's Scarlet or Leia, there's a big difference.

Thinking about it carefully, it's been almost half a year since I left Sivania, and I don't know what Scarlet and Leia are doing now......

"Master, it looks like you're getting a little tempted. Carrie seemed to be eating and laughing.

Ashruphat made a short circle and returned to his living tent. He doesn't need sleep right now, and he doesn't really want sleep either. Lately, when he was lying in his tent and pretending to be resting, he always relied on Carrie's teachings to train in playing. He imagined himself playing with a harp in his hand, but when his fingers plucked the strings of this "fantasy harp", the same music would come to his ears. It must be noted that although Carrie's auditory illusion is very realistic, Ashrufat can still tell if it is a real illusion.

During this time, he worked hard to learn the way of playing elves. That day, he listened to Kaye's way of playing, and it was only then that he truly appreciated the difference in the artistic level of humans and elves. In the human realm, the best performers are only "amateur" in the minds of elves. If he wants to prove his elf identity with music, then the training he has done before is far from enough.

Of course, he doesn't need to prove that he's an elf anymore. But a certain reluctance drove him to continue practicing, trying to master this performance technique that far surpassed the height of human art. It must be said that if it weren't for Carrie's help, he would not have been able to do such a thing.

Eshuruphat ostensibly wrapped himself in a blanket as if he were sleeping. It's just that his mind is immersed in a performance. He didn't notice the shadows fluctuating outside the tent. The tents made by the Shenwu Elves are much more delicate and meticulous in terms of craftsmanship than humans, and especially have good light transmission, which makes the hazy light of the bonfire outside cast that ominous shadow on the tent.

"Minor mistake, master, it should be high profile here. "In my mind, Carrie was guiding Ashrufat. Now, Ashrufat felt that Carrie was not as omnipotent as he had thought. At least, Carrie doesn't know much about the elves' musical skills. At this moment, Carrie is teaching Ashruphat the tune that Kaye had played earlier. Carrie had memorized Kaye's tunes, but she couldn't deduce anything else from them, all she could do was pass on Kaye's tunes to Ashrufat. On the contrary, it was Ashrufat who had some new insights based on this song.

As Ashrufat engrossed in his strumming practice, the killer gently lowered the guard's corpse. The blow he had just delivered was subtle and deadly, the dagger piercing through the gap in the neck bone, avoiding the protection of the armor, cutting through the trachea and blood vessels, and even suffocating the sound. Only a master like him, who is proficient in the art of killing, can do so well. His feet deftly picked up the spear that had escaped, and then, slowly, silently, lowered the weapon to the ground.

It wasn't the Phoenix Guards standing guard! The Assassin thought everything was going too well.

He looked around, and it was a very opportune time. The guards standing guard for the prince were hung up, and the patrolmen were just away. For a few minutes, the prince did not come to any aid at all.

He approached the tent, his dagger slowly slicing across the lower edge of the tent. The delicate tent from the hands of the Divine Warrior Elves broke open silently under the sharp blades. The Assassin's eyes had been trained and tested countless times to discern objects in the darkest of conditions—he saw a body lying in the middle of the tent wrapped in a blanket.

What a great general. The Assassin thought sarcastically. As a prince, he lived a life worse than that of an ordinary officer. A soldier who is a little more comfortable will prepare a pillow for himself - no matter how bad it is, he will replace it with a water bag. And the prince's head rested directly on a clod of earth.

He silently sticks to the dot and stealth. Although he was well aware that his dagger was poisonous, and that a small wound would be enough to kill anyone, he aimed at the prince's head.

"Farewell, Prince. It's a shame that we met for the first time and said goodbye. He said to Prince Ashrufat in his heart, and raised his dagger with one hand.