Learn about Suosuo......

The grass swayed, and Valery Potts from the Storm Collar stepped out of the knee-high grass, sweat dripping from his sideburns, and the sword was carried behind by the Potts Knight, otherwise it would have taken a lot of effort to cross the forest.

This time was different from the last time he followed Gerald to the Elven Court, the last time he and Gerald took the 'Path', which was the road connecting the Elven Court to the other Elven villages, and the path that led to the Elven Court beyond the Starry and Moonlight Forest had not been used for a long time.

A few agile figures weaved through the tall trees, and occasionally an eagle's whistle sounded from the sky, guiding the Potts knights and elves on their way.

The clock had crept to midsummer, and if they were in time, they should be able to return to the Grim Wind Territory before winter arrived.

The Potts knight counted the time, their march through the Forest of Stars and Bright Moon was faster than he had expected, but it was estimated that their speed would slow down when they reached the grasslands, and these elves who had lived in the forests for most of their lives did not even have their own mounts, and if they wanted to cross the grasslands, they would have to catch some herbivorous animals that could be ridden.

These elves may not be bad at riding, but they don't have so much time to waste on getting the elves to tame their mounts, the winter on the steppe is very cold, last year was even colder than usual, the Potts knight only knew that it was affected by the Black Forest, he didn't know how it was, but he also knew that this year's winter would still be so cold.

He and his mounts were able to resist, and even he believed that the elves would be able to resist, but whether their mounts would be able to withstand the cold temperatures of winter, the knight of Potts did not know.

"Someone!" Gerald's long ears twitched beside him, and he whispered.

The Knight of Potz took a deep breath, and he knew what Gerald meant by this sentence, in Elven language, humans and elves are two very different words, and when writing and talking, he can also add affixes that enhance the context through subjective consciousness.

Gerald was talking about 'there are humans', which he obviously didn't find out, as the Knight of Potts himself didn't feel anything, and it was supposed that his colleagues had informed him......

Pursing his lips, with a heavy heart, the knight of Potts did not say a word, and followed Gerald to the foot of a huge tree, and the trees around this giant tree were already full of cold-eyed elves.

Dressed in green robes, they hid among the lush foliage and looked at the 'humans' lying under the trees!

The grass in the vicinity had been cleared, and the knee-high weeds could now barely reach the surface of their feet, and the Potts Knight, who had followed Gerald out of the grass, had naturally seen the humans.

When he saw those humans, Knight of Potts couldn't help but sigh.

After Gerald and the Potts Knights came out of the grass, the elves shifted their gaze from the humans to the Potts Knights.

There is no emotion in their eyes, and if they insist on saying that there is, it may be 'hatred'!

The cold gaze pierced the heart of the Knight of Pozes, so his heart grew heavier and heavier, and when he cast his complicated gaze on the 'slave catcher', the few people who were seriously injured and could not move also saw him.

The humans, whose faces were still full of horror, were stunned for a moment when they saw the Poz Knight, and then they began to become angry......

"Traitor!!" was the eye of one of the members of the slave catcher team, who was not too badly injured, with resentment already written in his eyes.

Looking at him, Valery Potz didn't even know where his resentment came from, probably...... Maybe it's because there's an elf standing next to him, but it's not being attacked!

"Rebel...... Disciples?"

The elves standing next to the slave catchers looked back at the Knight of Potts, he was one of the deputy commanders of the 'Guards Legion', and in order to save his compatriots, the Elven King sent out a quarter of the Guards Legion, he was the highest officer in this army.

When he uttered the phrase in the jerky lingua franca of humanity, the slave hunters were stunned again.

"Yes, traitor!"

One of them suddenly burst out laughing, pointed at the knight of Poz, and angrily scolded: "Traitor!!"

"Don't kill them. Knight Potts neither admitted nor denied it, just shook his head, "One of the prerequisites for the slave trade is that there must be a stable sales channel, capture, transportation, and sales form an industrial chain, they are slave hunting teams, there must be an organization behind them, it is not good to kill them rashly, if they can survive, we can follow the vine and find out the organization behind them!"

“...... Good!"

After thinking for a moment, the deputy head nodded and gave an order to the surrounding elves: "Let them live, and when they reach the human realm, we will act!"

"Traitor!"

"You traitor to humanity!"

The communication between the Knight of Potts and the deputy commander was in Elven language, and the people of the slave catcher team did not know what they were saying, but when they saw that there was a conversation between them, they kept scolding.

The deputy head of the regiment glanced at the humans, looked at the knight of Boz with indifferent eyes, and found that his face was as calm as ever, and even more silent he was a little silent.

"Actually, I was ready from the start. ”

The elves in the trees slid down the trunks, and when they saw them, the slave hunters closed their mouths and turned pale and ugly.

Knight Potts closed his eyes, couldn't bear to look directly, and muttered to himself in a deep voice: "I've been prepared for this task since I received this task from the maid master, but now that I'm being deducted from this title, I still feel a little uncomfortable......"

“...... Actually, you don't have to listen to them!"

After seeing the slave catchers tied up, Gerald tried to defuse the melancholy of his human friend with words, but unfortunately, he was not good at words.

"Those words they say are a future, my friend. ”

Knight Potts slowly opened his eyes, and in his eyes, there was no 'loss' and 'pain' as Gerald had imagined......

Valery Potz was still very calm, calm enough to be frightening—those eyes, like those of a cold-blooded animal!

"I was ready for that kind of future, but when I think that they will not only describe me like that, but also my hometown, the country I love, I feel angry!"

Looking at the gloomy eyes of those slave catchers, the Potts knight said in a calm tone: "Behind these people, there is a huge group, and each slave catcher team will have at least a strong force behind it, and most of the buyers of elf slaves are the nobles of various countries - Gerald, my friend, do you know what this concept is?"

Gerald was silent because he knew that now it was enough for him to listen.

"They control the entire human society, even if your crown has explicitly banned the sale and purchase of elven slaves, but they are still in defiance, they are not afraid at all, if I take you to the human kingdom, and after my country declares its opposition to the slave trade, they will directly call my motherland a 'traitor to mankind'!"

Speaking of this, the knight of Potts sneered: "They only represent themselves, they can't represent everyone, but in the human realm, their voices are the loudest, what they say, that's what, Gerald, do you think this is ridiculous? Obviously, they were inseparable comrades-in-arms before, but now, they have forgotten those friendships, and it is no wonder that the maid grown-up hates the 'nobles' group so much...... It's disgusting!"

"Is your country different?" Gerald asked, realizing that something was wrong with the words of the Boz Knight.

"Yes!" Knight Potts nodded earnestly, "It's different!"

This is already the outer area of the Star-Moon Forest, and they only need to continue to travel for a day or two before they can reach the half-elven realm 'Apples'.

"When you get to the Sad Wind Leader, you will know ......"

Gerald looked at his friend, Valery Pozzi with his head held high, the corners of his mouth twitching, and his face full of pride.