sjar Chapter 442: Dark Elf with Bare Shoulders
Chapter 442: Dark Elf with Bare Shoulders
"Enemy? Where are the enemies?"
"The one who reported the news was a tiefling. The enemies he was referring to... should be those believers of the good god who like to meddle in other people's affairs."
"That's not necessarily true. This tiefling is wearing the guard uniform of Radiant City. I saw this kind of clothes when I went there to buy books secretly before."
"Buy a book? The harem novel under your bed? No wonder you keep hearing babbling sounds coming from your room lately..."
"Nonsense! You heard it wrong!"
"Shut up! You are the divine masters responsible for guarding the Breath of the Moon Sea.
Cheer up, this tiefling might not be lying.
"Where are the scouts? Have they been sent out?"
"E-Ahem... Big sister, the scouts have already set out. They are the city guard sisters who were originally responsible for garrisoning the East District."
"Is there no diviner following?"
"Big...Big sister...we are the only ones left in Breath of the Moon Sea..."
“Okay, then we’ll just have to wait.
How's this tiefling doing?"
"He has been unconscious. We have used many healing spells, but it seems to have no effect...
Big sister, don’t tell me, this tiefling’s chest muscles…”
Hearing the unfamiliar dark elven language around him, Percy gradually regained consciousness.
Although he couldn't understand what they were talking about, Percy listened for a long time but didn't hear a male voice.
In other words, he was surrounded by dark elf women.
He was about to open his eyes, but when a cold little hand rested on his chest, Percy's eyelids drooped again.
This strength... soft...
Percy, who has been single for twenty years and thinks he has very little luck with women, also experienced being attacked by a member of the opposite sex for the first time.
This guy tried hard to control his expression and was secretly happy for a long time.
But the sudden sound of a door being pushed open interrupted the little palm on his chest. Percy's eyebrows twitched slightly, and then he heard hurried footsteps not far away.
After another round of incomprehensible chatter, it seemed that the dark elves in the room gave up on this "unconscious person" and went out together.
Percy wanted to open his eyes to see what was going on. Just as his eyelids were about to rise, a cold and mocking voice sounded in his ears.
“Stop pretending, male.
When Shani touched you, I knew you were awake."
Although it was a familiar common language and the voice was very nice, Percy was still startled.
He opened his eyes with a red face, and the dark elf that appeared in front of him was looking at him with a playful expression.
This dark elf woman was wearing a white silk gauze dress, with her two dark and smooth arms exposed from her shoulders. Her delicate face was so beautiful that it transcended the aesthetic standards of racial barriers.
Percy, who was already a little embarrassed, suddenly turned even redder.
"Okay, male, put away these emotions that shouldn't be shown.
If your head continues to turn red like this, it will probably explode and splatter blood all over me.
Now, tell me, who is planning to attack the Dark Elves' city?
Humans? Dwarves? Or minions of the good gods on the surface?"
Knowing that this was the time to discuss serious business, Percy struggled to get up from where he was lying.
Only then did he realize that he had been lying flat in the middle of a square stone platform. The moon relief above his head was flickering with a faint light, as if it was the emblem of some god.
After checking his body, he found that he had no signs of injury except that his energy was overdrawn.
Even the wounds caused by the roadside bushes when he activated his bloodline power and ran fast had disappeared.
It was probably the dark elf priests who cast a healing spell on him.
"The enemy comes from the human kingdom... to be more precise, the kingdom's knights."
The dark elf was obviously surprised when she heard this, and Percy saw her exposed shoulders twitched imperceptibly a few times.
"Humans? Radiant City has declared war on us?"
"No, not Brilliant City—"
Percy quickly explained.
"Although there are soldiers from Huiyao City among the invading troops..."
"Oh?"
The dark elf, still with a playful expression, looked at the curly-haired tiefling with raised eyebrows.
"There is still time, you can talk to me in detail."
"Wait, I will tell you everything I know in great detail, but I need to know who I am talking to."
"Tiefling, you really have no sense of judgment... Do you know why I didn't just order them to kill you or leave you there?"
The dark elf moved closer, staring straight at Percy's face, making Percy feel very uncomfortable.
"We met once in Nield. To be more precise, you met my true form, the young human commander."
"Clam?"
Percy half opened his mouth and scratched his hair in confusion.
Have you seen a dark elf in Nield?
Or such a beautiful dark elf woman?
Impossible, how could I not have any impression at all...
The dark elf seemed to be amused by Percy, and his eyes curved into two crescents with laughter.
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore.
I am Iris's clone, the hybrid Percy."
……
In the Gray Forest, in the druid's base, several patrol members finally returned to the high walls with the help of Frey Starsong.
They were breathing heavily, the look of fear on their faces still not completely gone.
"What happened? Have you found the cause of the unrest among the woodland creatures... Where are Ariella and Tyrion?"
The elf ranger Lin Liya jumped down from the top of the twenty-foot-high city wall with a few leaps.
She quickly glanced at the players who were leaning on their knees, her eyebrows almost squeezed together.
"Lin Liya, let them rest for a while."
The moon elf Frey walked to Linlia's side, with a strong sense of anxiety in her tone.
"We have to find Uncle Paul as soon as possible... otherwise Ariella and the others will...
Eh? Eh? Lin Liya, why are you lifting me up? "
The elf ranger, who made his living by relying on his insight, had already sensed something was wrong from the faces of these patrol team members.
Coupled with Frey's words, she was now very worried about the safety of Ariella and Tirian.
Although after returning to the base, the two of them always liked to follow her around and show off their affection, which made Lin Liya's plan to relax by parading fall through;
But, after all, they were companions who had lived and died together many times...
Lin Liya's figure is tall compared to that of a moon elf, and Frey is just a little girl who has not yet reached adulthood.
Carrying the Moon Elf Mage on her shoulders, Lin Liya's toes moved rapidly on the ground, and in a few breaths she rushed into the Oak Hall where Bol was.
"Hurry! Headmaster! Ariella and the others are in danger!"