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Miria was completely bewildered by the sight before her, and opened her eyes in a daze this morning.

The tribe named after the High Priest Eldris is a well-functioning metropolis, with shops on both sides of the street, elves walking on the ground not only in the streets, but also in the air using buildings and trees, the children of the Night Elves sit under the old trees and enjoy the shade, chatting with the trees, playing and receiving the knowledge taught to them by the trees, the druids, warriors, and civilians are busy with their own work, only the priests seem to have gained more respect in this tribe - Along the way, people saluted and greeted Alphens.

The tallest building in the center of the city is an altar, which is still a little smaller than the tall buildings of other human cities, but for the Night Elves who worship nature, it is already rare to have such a magnificent artificial structure.

After passing through the square in front of the altar, and then around the altar, a small forest appeared, the forest was not very dense, but it was able to slightly shade the sun overhead, and the only large house in the forest occupied almost the entire area of the forest, in fact, after careful observation, you can find that the so-called forest is the thick branches that grow from the corridor, steps, railings and ridges of the house, and it turns out that the big house is not located in the woods, but the house grows a forest.

Upon entering the grove, or rather, the great house, the tranquility that had been felt most strongly by the Uther tribe was immediately restored, as if the bustling cityscape on the other side was nothing more than an illusion.

Anton walked after Alphens with a stern expression, and Miria collected her curiosity and followed Anton into the big house.

Behind a small foyer is a small but winding corridor, and the wood grain on the walls of the corridor shows that the living house is quite old, and some strange decorations hang on the corridor wall, giving people a slightly eerie atmosphere.

After walking out of the corridor, the front suddenly opened up, and a very spacious and bright living room appeared in front of everyone.

"Welcome, honorable paladin!" a clear, cold voice sounded, and the owner of the voice stood in front of a window, and the sunlight shone in through the window, so that Miria could not see the elf in front of her.

"Thank you, Honorable Archpriest Elderis, for your reception!" said Anton salute, and Miria bent down as well.

"You're welcome, my guest!" said the owner of the house, who came out of the window in the morning light.

Each of the Night Elves is the embodiment of beauty and nobility, but Miria has never seen such a beautiful Night Elf, her skin is like black jade, the bridge of her nose is high, her eyes are surprisingly large, her pointed ears are longer than those of other elves, and she even droops backwards to below her shoulders, her wide purple robe can't hide her graceful figure, and her haughty and cold temperament is better than any elf Miria has ever seen.

For a moment, Miria, who was also a woman, felt a hazy love rise from her heart.

Anton took a step forward, for a long-lived life like a night elf, any roundabout words would only be detrimental to himself, so Anton had already decided to start this conversation straight to the point: "The purpose of my coming, I think the High Priest is already very clear......"

"Yes, I have received a report from Uther Grand Druid. The other party sat down on a large rattan chair in front of him, and his posture was not like a creature in this world: "Anton Holy Warrior, and this one, the Divine Knight, Miria!"

As she spoke, Ildris bowed slightly to Miria, who immediately bowed in return.

"I understand that as a short-lived human being, I am not qualified to propose any decent proposals to the intelligent elves, even if I ask you on behalf of the other beings who live in nature, give up the plan to summon demons, I assure you, it must be a plan that will not outweigh the losses!" Speaking of the latter Anton, he seemed a little excited, in fact, he himself did not expect to be able to meet Archpriest Ildris so easily, and besides, when she knew her purpose.

Ildris stretched out her hand, swung it slowly, and made a gesture of asking for help, and immediately vines quickly grew on the floor behind Anton and Miria, and finally quickly tangled into two cushions of just the right size.

Facing Anton, who was sitting down, Eldris spoke: "I remember you, Anton Paladin, but I'm not sure you remember me, it's been more than sixty years since we last met, and at that time, you were an eight-year-old child......"

"Ahh

"That was the last time I left the Sleeping Forest on my trip......" Eldris propped her chin on her hand, as if caught up in a memory of the past, "It was an interesting trip!"

"Yes, later on, the tutor often mentioned your help and teaching to him!" This woman wants to talk to me, does she think that this will send me away, or ......

Anton sat on the wooden pier with his beard on, waiting for Ildris's next step, while Miria looked at Ildris with wide eyes, although she had long known that elves were a long-lived race, but it was really unacceptable that such a beauty in front of her was even older than Anton.

"I don't deny that the pride of the elves depends to a large extent on our longevity, and we are not good by nature, but if we wait we can make our enemies disappear, why should we risk losing our lives to compete with the short species for those already few natural resources......" Ildris stood up and looked out the window, her chin slightly raised to match what she said:" The Sleeping Forest is the home of our Night Elves, since our ancestors, the Elves have lived here for tens of thousands of years, I admit that the Night Elves have a habit of being autistic and xenophobic, but we are not completely monopolizing the forest, refusing to communicate and communicate with any other race, if I remember correctly, forty years ago, you started your eight-year trial journey in the Sleeping Forest, did you suffer from the harm and rejection of the Night Elves at that time, or did we once hinder your journey and cultivation?"

"No!" Anton began to speak a little weakly, he almost knew what Eldris was going to say next, but he was powerless to stop her from continuing: "I will always be a friend and companion of the Night Elves, not only have the elves saved my life many times, but I am even more proud that many elves have become my friends, and they have taught me many things, and these teachings may be the truths of the world that I have not been able to understand in my own life!"

Anton thought of the old druid Uther, and began to feel a little of the pressure and difficulties he was carrying.

"So......" Ildrise's voice suddenly became a little higher-pitched, even a little poignant, "why are our homes burned, why are our compatriots slaughtered, and what have we done to be treated like this?"

"Hmm......" Older women are more difficult to deal with than older men, they are full of wisdom, but they often don't reason with you: "However, the respected High Priest of Ildris can't control the power of zhì, even if you get it, it may eventually become a sharp weapon to destroy yourself, I don't just act out of my faith, and at the same time, I won't allow too many things to hurt my elven friends!"

"And what about your opinion? go to the noble mages of Argus - those selfish short creatures who only know how to deceive and betray?" Eldris sat down again, and there was a sour taste in his tone: "Or can you deal with the Argus Formation Corps that has entered the edge of the sleeping forest?Holy Samurai, no high-sounding words can solve the problem of survival, and when the sword is about to rest on your neck, do you care if you hold a holy sword or a demon's cane in your hand?"

The analogy made Anton frown.

"No matter how long or short, there will always be an end to life, and if we believe what we believe in, then even if we give our lives, we should maintain what we believe, right?" Miria who was sitting on the side suddenly spoke, Anton pointed his finger and wanted to raise his hand to stop Miria's movements, but Ildelis turned to Miria with interest: "I don't mean to offend, respected Archpriest Ildris!"

"No, you can go on if you want. Eldris smiled, and it seemed that she liked the girl.

"However, in the face of the threat of evil, we should not stand idly by, anything good and good is worthy of our lives to defend, just like defending our faith!" Miria continued, and the more she spoke, the more radiant she became: "It's just that demons are evil creatures that really shouldn't appear in this wonderful elven world, although I don't know too well, but Mr. Anton must have his reasons......"

Eldris glanced slightly at Anton, who was sitting precariously with the stereotypical face of an old paladin.

"I do not doubt that you have come here with good intentions, otherwise you would not have seen me. Eldris let out a slight sigh that no one could hear, and then turned to Miria: "Isn't it the best of both worlds for everyone to fight evil with evil, and good to watch......

"Fight evil against evil...... Miria pursed her lips with a confused look: "I haven't thought of this, but maybe you're right......"

This girl even seriously thinks about such a thing, fighting evil with evil, and doing this kind of thing is evil in itself!

Anton shook his head slightly, it seemed that memorizing the teachings well would not be of much help to this fledgling little girl...... In fact, it never really helped me.

It is right to believe in justice, but justice is never just hidden in doctrine, and this point is not something that can be understood by mere study in many cases.

"So, have you made up your mind to perform the ritual of summoning demons?" Anton couldn't wait any longer.

"If well prepared. Eldris bowed slightly to the two paladins, as if to see off the guests.

It would be a waste of time to talk to this stubborn elf any longer, and Anton stood up: "That's a pity, but I'll do my best to try to dispel this terrible thought!"

After saying that, Anton got up and left the living room, Miria also stood up in a panic and left after saluting, Alphens, who had been standing at the entrance of the porch, smiled and looked at Ildris, seeing the latter nodding slightly to himself, Alphens also turned and left.

"I should go out into the streets, it's too boring to stay here!" Forty-Seven in the inn was a little annoyed by Frey's tireless complaints.

"Didn't you wait for the High Priest to summon you, how could you just run out?" Frey's eyes widened as he watched Forty-Seven walk out of the room.

Walking out of the gate of the post house, Forty-Seven suddenly felt as if the sky had suddenly become cloudy, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was a tall figure in front of him who cast a shadow, and he happened to be standing in this shadow.

It was a grizzly bear of size, what druid was doing this kind of prank on this bustling street?

Forty-seven reached out to mold the grizzly bear's head, and the grizzly bear bit the arm that forty-seven stretched out, and forty-seven shook his head, stretched out his other hand and pinched the grizzly bear's black nose, and immediately the grizzly bear's expression changed from fierce to painful, and he was relieved with tears in his eyes.

"Your bear really lacks a tutor!" Forty-Seven said, shaking his bitten wrist to the man on the grizzly bear's back.

On the bear's back was a cold and arrogant male night elf, who looked down at Forty-Seven from the bear's back, his expression looked like he was looking down at an ant, and after a moment he raised his head and looked at the high altar in the middle of the city, his lips twitching, and he didn't know what he muttered in Elven language.

Suddenly, a group of Night Elf warriors surrounded them, and the mounts under their butts were white tigers with teeth and claws, but I didn't know if it was a druid or a real tiger.

"............" The owner of the grizzly bear waved his hand, and immediately the group of warriors raised their right hands, and with the sound of blades unsheathed, a disc-shaped thing on the back of their hands suddenly stretched out three blades, and the warriors waved their hands at the same time, and dozens of three-edged knives broke away from the back of their hands, spun and flew towards forty-seven.

Under the inescapable shadow of the sword, Forty-Seven was gone, as if he had never stood there.

As the three-edged knives swirled back into their master's hands, Forty-Seven reappeared, already standing on the back of the grizzly bear, the barrel of the cannon that had been constructed directly against the back of the grizzly bear's head.

"............" Even in this case, the elf still didn't say a word, and Forty-Seven guessed that he either had autism or couldn't speak lingua franca at all.

Forty-seven tilted his head, the blade passed through Forty-Seven's ears, Forty-Seven turned his hand and pinched the blade, the three blades formed a shape similar to a windmill, like the weapons of other Night Elves, the workmanship was extremely beautiful, Forty-Seven was immediately attracted by the metallic beauty of the three-edged knife, but did not pay attention to who the owner of the knife that attacked him was.

"Stop!Forty-seven, that's Lord Zaridan, the Night Elf warrior!" At this time, Anton and Miria happened to come to the inn, and when they saw the scene in front of them, Anton immediately spoke to stop them.

"Warrior Commander, do you say this weak fellow? don't tease!" Forty-seven snatched three-edged knives rested on the neck of the grizzly bear's owner, "Are you used to greeting people with knives?" or do you want to explain that you accidentally slipped your hand?"

The other party remained unmoved, as if Forty-Seven was a completely unequal creature, and you had seen anyone talk to an ant passing by his feet.

Forty-Seven jumped off the bear's back: "It's really not wise to kill an elf in the elven tribe, but I thought I was a guest here, and it seems that I was deceived by that old druid man again." ”

The elf immediately jumped down from the bear's back, and then Forty-Seven realized that this elf was a little outrageously tall, standing with Forty-Seven, the height was almost the same, not stout but lean body did not seem to affect agility because of his height, and there was a cold expression on his delicate and resolute face.

"Captain Zaridan, this should be a misunderstanding, although it may seem like it, but this is definitely not a demonic ......," Anton explained, but Zaridan didn't seem to mean to ignore him.

"You're a constructed creature from the Uther tribe?"

Forty-seven finally had the opportunity to look at a night elf face to face, and the short elves had to bow their heads to talk to them: "It turns out that the eyes of the night elves can also see the eyeballs during the day, I thought that all the elves' eyeballs are actually small light bulbs installed!"

At this moment Curator Terris came out of the inn, and she made eye contact with Zaridan for a moment, and then avoided it again.

"It seems that the paladin has already met Archpriest Ildris, and, in vain. This was obviously said to Anton, who did not explain anything, but stroked his white beard.

Zaridan jumped on the bear's back, and the group of elven warriors began to move forward again: "Be careful, construct creatures!"

"You too, next time let me stand behind you, you won't be able to leave so easily!"

Looking at the team of warriors who had gone too far, Anton turned to Forty-Seven: "It's hard to say whether you might still have a chance to stand behind him, it's best not to underestimate the warrior leader of the Night Elves!"

"Warrior Lord, are you alright?"

Zaridan stroked his neck, even with this body, not seeing the movements of the constructed creature and letting him stand behind him, it was enough to consider it a great shame for an elven warrior!

But now is not the time to dwell on that kind of thing, no matter how bad it is, it's just a sacrifice.

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