ps: Because of the disconnection, the update is late, sorry. The next time it was released at 9 p.m.

It's a new chapter! Friends who have been resentful since Bode Village, the content is back to the main line, scatter flowers to celebrate! Everyone, smash more tickets! In order to start the "Attack on the Elf" chapter as soon as possible!

Alfheim - Land of the Elves.

Originally called the most fertile and fertile place in the world: the Jarfheim Plain. The former king of the Kingdom of Gilmania, Eleucio Elysion, was built on that fertile soil.

For well-known reasons, the magnificent city that has been said to have appeared in front of the world in a beautiful and magnificent appearance has long been reduced to ruins, and it has taken thousands of years to completely erase the slightest trace. When the human nations compiled the map 500 years ago, the human officials and priests were horrified to find that most of the documents and maps recorded that it had been hastily renamed the Ulster Plain. Gradually, the name of Alfheim, which had become taboo, faded from human memory.

Today, the city that bears the name of Alfheim is a dream city of elven hopes and dreams, where money, technology, resources, talent, and years of grudge are gathered.

"A thousand times to salute you! Your Excellency Colonel! Under your leadership, you will surely be able to realize your long-cherished wish to restore the country!!"

The elven maiden, with her long hair tied up in a red turban, spoke loudly, holding in her hand a silver plate for the ceremonial sacrifice to the Mother Goddess, with bread and salt in the worn ancient vessels on the edges. There was a difference between his face as red as an apple and the prayer he blurted out that made Roland feel inexplicably frightened.

A strange frenzy and insecurity coexist in the air.

The elves long to escape the sad fate of being displaced. At the moment, it can be said that this has basically been done. But they were not at ease with this, and looked around with a sense of crisis and hatred. What he saw was the reality of the enemy who had destroyed his homeland and surrounded him.

Grievances and practical predicaments create subtle differences.

On the one hand, he has a kind and simple temperament, and at the same time he hates humans and orcs very much. I can't imagine how the elves could have integrated these two extremely divided personalities into their bodies.

Thinking of this, Roland sneered at himself.

Isn't there one here for the guy who accommodates extreme opposing thoughts in his body?

"Thank you all for the bread and salt, and wish the Mother Goddess a thousand times to visit us and grant you health and happiness. It is incumbent upon me to respond to expectations, and once again thank you, miss. ”

A dignified military salute with the brim of the hat attached to the fingertips. The gentle and resolute response almost made the peasant girl faint with such excitement that she fell to the ground. Taking off his military hat, his smooth black hair gently pulled by the breeze, the boy took the first boy of the peasant family from the hands of the woman with tears in the corners of his eyes, and held it in his arms, and his chubby fingers grasped a few strands of black hair that were lighter than silk and reflected the light brilliance.

The panther or fox-like shrewd face does not blame the baby's audacity, and leans affectionately against the baby's drooling soft puff face, leaving a blessed kiss mark. The elves around couldn't help but laugh.

"The Colonel is really welcome. ”

Nona watched enviously as the godfather of the Baptist teased the little creatures who ignored authority and did not know the hierarchy surrounded by the elves. Except for the vague touch of being hugged and protected by her mother or brother in her memory, Nona has never tried the warm hug of her elders. Whether it is the designated adoptive father Tyre, or the colonel's godfather who baptizes the two siblings, they are all workaholics who are not good at sticking to children, and looking at the elf baby who enjoys special treatment, he vomits out in a gloomy mood.

"yes. Very popular. ”

Roland replied lazily, and his complicated and bold eyes stared at Li Lin, who was talking with the elven farmers in the distance.

As a rare black-haired beautiful boy, it is generally considered that the most suitable outfit for him is the black leather trench coat with a long hem, but other than that, Roland has only seen the ones disguised as a human and the ones worn by women.

At this moment, the heroic appearance in military uniform made Roland realize. In fact, your guardian can wear anything to be a model.

The dark green military coat, which is draped over the shoulders like a cloak or cape, dances handsomely in the wind that passes by by chance, and the coat is carefully cut by the hands of the best tailors and is made of high-quality fabrics with excellent gloss. The inner lining is a fine fur, which is a rare luxury item for Li Lin's whole body. Every time the knight's cloak of coat swung, the enthusiasm in the girls' eyes would heat up again, and they would materially squeeze towards the boy who was pulling the wind to the extreme.

The military dress under the coat is also very magnificent, the delicate stitches splice the green tweed fabric without traces, the thin physique is outlined by the slightly wide lines to outline the strong silhouette of Yan Sù, the formal style of the open collar, the green tie, the gold belt hanging down the left shoulder, the three-finger-wide armed belt, and the double-row 6-button design will vividly reflect the officer's upright style.

Although it was Li Lin's most handsome dress, it was still not enough compared to the human knights he saw on the way back.

The knights' breastplates and plate armor were always carved with intricate pattern pendants and family markings, and the rich would also be inlaid with precious stones and hung with gold and silver embroidered streamers.

But Roland didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and the life in the convoy made him realize that the elven army was a practical army, and he was more reluctant to use false decorations that had no practical meaning and wasted money. In addition, compared to the knight lord with golden light and eyes on the top of his head. The green uniforms with uniform specifications and a sense of organization are more likely to make civilians feel affinity, and in actual contact, the elves in the convoy are much easier to deal with than those dazzling gold cans.

Li Lin, who chatted with the elven farmers, was undoubtedly a good example.

"Roland likes it too, doesn't he? ”

"Well...... Uh-uh?"

Caught off guard, the elven language with the orc's unique tongue curling sound drilled into his ears, and after not reacting to the ambiguous color in the question, he responded absentmindedly, and the girl's hot air and snickering on his ears catalyzed Roland's shame and panic, and his whole face instantly turned into a ripe apple.

A girl asks a boy if he likes another teenager, and the relationship between the two men is not only complicated, but there are also small stories that are best not told in front of people......

This was already above the gossip, and the wonderful exuberant aura of decay and fiery was pressing on Roland.

"Do you like it? or don't you like it?"

The high enthusiasm of the older aunts when they pressed the young men and women about the marriage of the young men and women radiated around the carriage, and the elven hygienists who took care of the children, all women, and the big sisters who were all members, gathered around, and they were like gourmets who had discovered delicious food, with a malicious smile on their faces and a green glint in their eyes, so frightened that Roland was ready to flee with his head in his hands.