Chapter 723: An existence that cannot be complained about

What a pair of deep eyes, the old pupils reflect the full vicissitudes of history and wisdom, just like the flashing scenes of a movie, narrating the grand life of this old man.

Under the gaze of Yalandlan, I immediately had a naked feeling. Although it was certain that this old man did not have terrible abilities such as voyeurism, he could not control his own character and will in these vicissitudes of life.

Inside his eyes, he could see everything clearly.

It seemed like a whole day had passed, or in an instant, the silent world was broken. The scenery of the Elf King's City, as well as the rows of solemn and solemn soldiers playing music, reappeared in reality, giving me a feeling that I could not distinguish between illusion and illusion.

and a sense of reality.

Turning his attention to Yalandlan again, her eyes are still deep and wise, with thousands of years of history deposited in them. It makes people feel awe at first glance, but they can no longer find the feeling they had just now.

"Are you Wu Fan?"

Elder Yalandlan, who kept smiling from beginning to end, slowly walked over to this side with the support of Kane. I quickly took a few steps forward, and Kane and I supported this lofty old man from left to right.

"Yes, Great Elder Yalandan, I am Wu Fan."

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Yalandan said three good words in a row, nodded with a smile, looked me up and down with his deep eyes, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"Dear guests who have come from afar, as well as the future prince of our Elf clan, please settle down with the soldiers first. The banquet will be held later. I am old and my legs can no longer walk, so I will go ahead.

, waiting for you at the banquet."

Yalandan's appearance was sudden, and his words were concise and clear. After speaking, he slowly moved out of the way with the help of the soldiers. He stretched out his withered old hand and made a gesture of inviting in with a smile.

"Dear guests, welcome to the Elf Clan."

"welcome--!!"

Yalandlan's words seemed to light a fuse, and countless elves roared loudly. Although these elves usually looked quiet and graceful, when they really roared, the sound

They can also be big enough to scare a cow to death. Should we say that these guys are hidden high-pitched artists?

"Don't dare, don't dare~~"

In this situation, we can only hurriedly bid farewell to Grand Elder Yalandlan and walk along the out of the way towards the center of the inner city, where the Crystal Tree is located.

After the soldiers who played music and the elves who were watching the fun followed them away, Yalandlan, who had been standing still and watching this scene quietly, suddenly staggered in his steps and his body was shaky, and then he was killed by the female elf guard beside him.

Quickly hold on.

From the corner of her mouth, a shocking trace of blood flowed.

"Great Elder, didn't you say that you would never use your prophecy with all your strength again?"

The maid who had been taking care of her screamed in surprise, and quickly took out a bottle of potion from her side, and fed it to Yalandran, who was too weak to speak.

"Hehe...hehe..."

After a while, Yalandlan, who opened his eyes slightly, let out a weak laugh and said to his personal maid.

"It's the privilege of the elderly to be willful once in a while."

Then, she raised her head, stared into the distance, and murmured in disbelief.

"The golden light...how is it possible...could it be that person?!"

…

"I was so scared that I broke into a cold sweat just now."

After Dai Yalanlan's sight disappeared behind me, I looked back and wiped the sweat from my forehead.

This old man put too much pressure on me, especially those eyes, which almost made me think that my identity as a time traveler had been seen through by her.

In other words, the days in the dark world are so fulfilling, full of crises and joys. Now many times, I have forgotten the word time traveler. I truly regard myself as a member of the dark world. I only need to use specific words.

When you complain, you will remember the knowledge of the original world, huh huh!

"Don't tell me it's you, I'm also under a lot of pressure."

Looking back, the old drunkard and the short winter melon were also wiping their sweat. Looking back, they seemed to have been keeping their duties without saying a word. It seems that the power of Yalandlan is not enough for these two people who are worried about the world being in chaos.

He can also suppress this guy. He is worthy of being Akara’s teacher.

Under the leadership of Elder Lyman, our group was settled in the elf house near the Crystal Tree.

"Everyone has a rest here for a while. The banquet will begin soon." After leaving a few words, Elder Leman left with a smile.

"We are old, and we get tired after walking a few steps. I'm going to take a rest first. Don't make any trouble." Kane said this, his sharp eyes obviously turned around the old drunkard, pointing.

It's clear who it is.

All the old people left, leaving only me, the old drunkard, Muradin and Dia. They looked at each other and before we decided what to do next, a large group of beautiful and handsome elves came up and swept us away.

The inner and outer layers surrounded us, and then they blatantly pointed fingers at us and kept whispering.

Humans are strange creatures. Even if they know it is wrong, as long as many people do it, they will take it for granted. Even if this behavior is wrong, why can others do it but I can't?

I just discovered now that the elves, who are famous for their nobility and elegance, cannot avoid this kind of mentality. They know that it is wrong to watch people, and the one who is watching is their future prince, but with the strength of the crowd, we are still ruthlessly beaten.

of people watched.

No wonder Kane walked so fast. With his physical strength that could swing a three-section stick and fight with Farah for an hour, how could he be tired after walking this short distance? It turned out that he had expected this situation in advance, in order to save his own life.

And abandoned us.

There are more and more elves watching. If we had to describe our current situation, it would be like an inconspicuous piece of wood floating on the sea of ​​elves. However, these seawaters are rushing towards us, vowing not to swallow us up.

The look of not giving up.

"Bah-bah-!!"

The old drunkard and the short winter melon each took out their own weapons. An iron spear was a huge dwarf hammer that was twice as long as Old Man Mu. Then they spit on their hands and wiped the weapons.

They looked at each other, as if they were bento warriors who took out family photos for their teammates to appreciate before the battle, and then said that after the battle is over, I want to go home to be with my wife and children, and nodded solemnly.

"It seems that in this situation, we can only rely on our strength to fight a bloody way out."

The old drunkard's tone contained a desperate and irreversible aura.

"What you said is absolutely true, my comrade."

Muradin's old face showed a smile that could live and die together with his companions.

"Don't die."

"You are the one. I want to go back to my hometown to get married."

"Ahh~~!!"

Two fists dropped from the sky and landed on their heads.

"Ah, you are so big. I'll kill your sister all the time. When did you become comrades in arms? If you die, find a hole and bury yourself. Don't drag everyone down, you two bastards!!"

Holding these two bastards tightly, I flipped backwards, hugged them around the waist, and pushed them to the ground.

"Oh oh oh, well done Fanfan."

The little girl's pretty face turned red and she clapped her hands excitedly. She didn't know whether she was praising my comment just now or that beautiful backflip.

While we were having fun, more than a dozen male elves exuding a dangerous aura suddenly emerged from the crowd and stood a few steps forward as if they had made an appointment.

"Excuse me, who is Druid Wu Fan?"

The first male elf, who was holding a long bow with green leaves, had a slender and strong figure, and his appearance was enough to make a certain elf prince in the King of Finger [Beep] ashamed to commit suicide, asked loudly.

Oh, as expected of the elves who are famous for their elegance and nobility. Even if the anger in their eyes is about to burn, there is nothing out of place in their sentences.

However, when they call me by name like this, should I really be generous and praise them in return?

As for appearance, this elf who is more of an elf prince than an elf prince... Well, I'm sorry, I bit my tongue. In short, this elf male who speaks out, to be honest, no matter how handsome he is, he is not enough to compete with him.

I deal a blow.

Well... how should I put it, it's not that I have confidence in myself, I should be used to it, Lal or something, White Wolf or something, Carlos or something...

Okay, let's get back to the subject. In short, before departure, Akara also told me that his cheap fiancée, the Elf Queen, is really popular among the elves, so it is very likely that the accident in front of me will happen, so I should take more responsibility.

Be careful, handle it carefully, don't cause trouble, and don't lose the alliance's face.

So now...

"Is that you?"

Just when I was about to take action, the dozen or so male elves with handsome auras, without waiting for me to say anything, took the initiative and put the person who had just been hugged and thrown by me, lying on his back in a very imageless shape on the ground.

Muradin, foaming at the mouth, surrounded him.

"Are you Druid Wu Fan?"

The elf in front of him had a bit more fierceness in his voice, as if he never imagined that the fiancé of Her Highness the Queen would be so virtuous.

"It's exactly as we imagined, so ugly and vulgar, it must be him." More than a dozen other elves echoed indignantly.

"..."

No, no matter how much you hate me for taking away your Queen, there is no need to humiliate me with an old winter melon like Muradin, it’s too much, you bastards!!

Muradin rubbed the back of his head and sat up, and found that he was being watched by more than a dozen tall elves. It was so airtight that he could only see a ray of sunlight above his head.
To be continued...