The feeling of pain has been blurred, replaced by an extreme coldness, coming from all directions, seeming to wrap his whole body, no, it should be said that his soul is tightly wrapped, with all kinds of strange sounds, strange smells, and strange color perceptions.
It kept bursting out from it, and more than that, the cold wind, frost, snow, and ice-like coldness were still eroding the young soul - entangled like a big snake, and then began to try to wrap it up from one point.
Devoured completely.
What's even more frightening is that Edward is unable to mobilize any power and can only feel the erosion happening more and more profoundly.
But the feeling eventually subsided.
The first is warmth, which dispels the cold and allows the soul to gain warmth from the inside out, even scorching it. Then, this warmth turns into the first ray of sunlight that breaks through the darkness. The sunlight transforms into a softer flesh color, and then from the light spots
The original outline is revealed.
a pair of eyes.
Under the thick eyelashes, a special golden color outlines the round rainbow, exuding a deep, yet thrilling luster... For a moment, Edward couldn't help but think of those things that had been melted and cooled.
Gold water, but even the purest gold would not be so bright. The pale face reflected in it was that of a young human man. For a moment, people felt that it was another world.
The figure trembled slightly, and his thoughts began to flow back, causing the hunter to feel the aftertaste of pain.
He couldn't help but groan.
Then the golden pupils also moved away from the sight, revealing a small face - skin as delicate as white porcelain, a slightly flushed face, a small but straight bridge of the nose, and a tightly pursed face.
The lips, the light, almost silver brows, and the golden pupils. All combined, it became a delicate little face.
This face looked very young, no, it was young, especially because it was full of that weak and timid atmosphere - but his eyes did not dodge, but he looked at the newly awakened person cautiously.
"Elf?" Edward couldn't help but murmur to himself, because he noticed the pale golden hair, playfully formed into a circle of braids on both sides, and the shape was different from ordinary people's ears - pointed, with a kind of
It feels slender but not too slender.
But this small voice caused a huge reaction - the slender face suddenly disappeared from his sight, leaving only a high-pitched scream that made the poor seriously ill patient's ears hurt.
No, actually my whole head is aching.
Fortunately, the pain was slowly receding at a perceptible speed. The hunter reached out to hold his forehead, sat up again, and noticed that he was already in a wooden house.
Simply cut wood is arranged into the walls of the room, creating a space that is not too small. Perhaps due to age, the wood has shown a decayed dark brown color, but there is no moisture or rot.
The feeling - the flames danced in the simple fireplace on one side of the room, giving the room a red sheen. At the same time, it also blew in the wooden door from the far side of the sight, and the damp and cold air returned to the room.
Drive out. From the gap of the closed window on the wall, you can notice the afterglow of the sunset. It seems that time has passed through several hourglasses.
The damp cloak on the body has been taken off, and the damp clothes have been replaced with dry and warm supplies. The backpack and cloak are not far away, and the belt containing coins and gadgets has also been placed
over there.
And then there are the people…
After rubbing his aching head, Edward noticed that not far from him, a short and fat figure was leaning in the corner, holding an ax and snoring quietly. The row of simple tables and chairs opposite him were even on the floor.
People sitting or standing... Thanks to the ear-piercing scream just now, they all turned their sights in this direction, and the hunter recognized their identities one by one.
Well, in fact, there are only one or two that have a little impression in the memory, such as the delicate and beautiful face of the figure who got up and walked towards him now.
They were the group of people who surrounded him before, and their leader.
"Goddess bless you, you're finally awake." The leader said, staying three steps away. He didn't seem to like being close to strangers - he didn't even want to say anything more, even the polite greeting.
If it's half.
"Thank you for your help."
Edward nodded to him. He narrowed his eyes slightly and noticed that the other person's features were different from his own - without the cover of the waterproof cloak, his tall body appeared more slender in the firelight, if not for the slightly broader shoulders and smooth
With the breastplate, Edward might think that he was facing an overly heroic woman, but after his eyes swept over the woman's gray sideburns, he seemed to understand something - there was no longer the hood of the waterproof cloak.
Covered, the pair of pointed ears that clearly appear in sight have already explained the other person's lineage.
That kind of humanoid group that has always been famous for its elegance and surrounded by many legends.
This knowledge makes the hunter feel a little dreamy.
Although according to legend, the existence of this race is indispensable in most of the world of swords and magic, but as far as he knows, it is rare to see the shadow of this elegant race on the road now - not because of those old legends.
Like in other countries, they adhere to the principle of escaping from the world, but it is because in most areas of this continent, the relationship between humans and elves is not so harmonious.
In fact, this discordant relationship is not only between elves and humans, but also between orcs, dwarves, lycanthropes, and even various monsters and warcraft... It has nothing to do with race or belief.
It is a conflict based on resources. A struggle between survival territories.
Although the elves possess powerful force, magical ability and far-reaching wisdom, the war with these creatures is destined to be a terrible consumption-the consumption of individuals and the consumption of life. Among this consumption, fertility is the most important factor.
In the end, the key to victory or defeat was determined. Therefore, in the end, the elves chose to avoid each other - most of them followed their royal court and migrated in large numbers to the other side of the continent, or even the other side of the ocean, to avoid contact with
The direct conflict between humans also abandoned their proud civilization in the wild jungles that were once their homes.
But not all elves choose this path.
There are still some elves who choose to coexist with humans. They travel alone and secretly on the edge of human territory. In those inaccessible places, on the grasslands and in the jungles, there are also a large number of elven tribes remaining, and even
It is a small country, using the jungle as the last barrier, stubbornly guarding its territory - the Black Forest, the Whispering Forest, which is also one of the places in the legend, where the forests and swamps are protected by monsters and beasts.
Below, deep in the forest, there is the home of the elves.
So, have you reached that place?
It's a bit different...
The surrounding environment made Edward shake his head slightly - according to legend, the elves are all in compliance with nature, and nature also favors them: trees will not only provide them with the food they need, but will also grow into their shelter, so
They do not need to forcefully change the appearance of the forest. In fact, it is precisely because they cannot stand the direct mining of the jungle and the wanton destruction of nature by humans that the elves are finally pushed to the opposite side of humans.
But now, these people in front of them are staying in houses made of wood, using wood to light fires to keep warm. This is simply unbelievable to elves who admire nature and even hate flames.
"Excuse me, where is this place?" The hunter suppressed the strange thoughts in his heart and asked.
"On the edge of the forest, passing through a valley, is the road leading to Lissouli City. The distance is not far. If you walk, it will take less than a day." The elf replied.
"I see...wait a minute, Lisuli City? Lisuli City, are you talking about the Lisuli City on the Northwest Trade Road?"
Edward was suddenly stunned, because the name of this city seemed to sound familiar - the hunter vaguely remembered the name of such a city, but it probably did not belong to the elves...
What is it? Oh, it seems to be a place on the route where a merchant once said they purchased goods, Risuli City... Next to Shuka and Eztar, it is the last big city on this road.
After passing it, it only takes a day or two to reach the edge of romance.
But Romandy...hell, isn't that the location of the magic academy that she has always longed for, the capital of the Kingdom of Tuminis?
"I think so." Edward's surprise made the elf frown, and there was some incredible doubt in his voice: "Aren't you from the Linde Province? Did you walk in without knowing where you were going?
Emerald Forest?”
"Emerald Forest? I'll kill you..."
Edward shook his head, and then finally understood what the problem was.
The names of the Whispering Forest and the Emerald Forest seem to be similar, giving people the illusion that they are two different names for the forest, or two area names - if Edward was not interested in the mage career, but
If he had specifically studied the route from Baiyang Town to Romantic City, he might not be able to tell it apart.
But in fact, the difference between the two is a thousand miles... Of course not, but it is at least a thousand miles away, and it is still a straight line distance.
The transmission error was really extraordinary... Edward couldn't help but curse the female mage in his heart - her geography teacher must have died very early!
But holding grudges was useless now, so after a pause, he reluctantly organized his thoughts: he tentatively said, "Have my companions told you anything before? For example, what happened to us?"
"No, you may not know that it is always difficult for us to communicate with these sons of the earth... and he was very upset about our previous rude behavior, so he has remained silent. He just asked us to give you some treatment, and he
Remuneration can be provided.”
"Okay, this was a mistake... Well, we were originally going to Shuka City, but we accidentally got lost. Then it happened to hit a heavy rain, or maybe there was something wrong with our diet.
question……"
Edward rubbed his head and stood up: "Anyway, I'm very grateful for your help. If it's inconvenient for you, we can leave here immediately. As for the reward for the treatment..."
But the terrible dizziness once again interrupted the hunter's words, and the body that had just stood up also fell softly, and the wooden bed hit the ground with a muffled sound.
"what happened?"
This sound seemed to have finally awakened the dwarf from his sweet dream. He stood up and looked around cautiously. Of course, he did not forget to raise the ax in his hand...
But soon he burst out laughing. "Moradin, um, my beard is on top, boy Edward... you finally woke up. These pointy-eared healing magicians are really quite... um, slow
.Yes, it’s really slow!”
He reached out and patted Edward's shoulders, chest and arms vigorously with his stubby palms, as if to confirm if there was anything wrong with him. However, this intimate gesture made the hunter choke and cough several times.
Voice.
"Let's go, don't cause trouble to others here." Edward said, but he immediately got a rebuttal: "Go out when it rains the most? Why don't you wait until it clears up tomorrow?"
"You don't have to leave in a hurry. This is not our residence. It's just a mountain hut for passers-by. As lost travelers, we all have the right to rest here."
At this time, the elf slowly said: "The trade route through the forest has been washed away by the heavy rain. We have no reason for you to leave here to face danger before the rain stops. Besides... you look like
It’s still far from being cured.”
"That's right, that's right," the dwarf interjected carelessly: "They just said they would cure you, but I paid for the treatment, which is five gold coins! Even if their abilities are not very good, at least they must
Let them try a few more times. Well, in short, I can’t find a better pastor right now.”
"Whose ability are you saying is poor? You...you big wine barrel!"
The sound that just made the hunter's eardrums hurt sounded again, but this time it was not so sharp - a short shadow appeared from behind the group of people and shouted dissatisfied.
It was a little elf girl wearing an emerald green and white dress...a long, exquisite skirt that hung down to her ankles, with exquisite embroidery patterns. But even this ladylike style could not impress the wearer.
Her appearance has become more mature - with a height of less than four feet and a slender body, no matter how you look at it, she is a little girl of eleven or twelve years old. Especially when she makes that posture with her hands on her hips and shouting, the anger is there
The delicate little face expresses a cute look, even if the teeth are gritted, it will only make people smile.
Edward twitched his lips. He didn't expect that there were such lively elves among the elves...
No, he immediately reversed the mistake he had just realized in his mind - since this is not the depths of the Whispering Forest, the group of people he is facing are not elves...
But a half-elf.
Although elves are a proud race in legend, they are sometimes fascinated by the vitality of humans, and humans are attracted by the elegance of elves... It is not strange to produce offspring.
Of course, it's not like those in Edward's memory, the lucky ones who can be called heroes, get some legendary swords, inherit a country for no reason, and then marry the female elf they've been in love with for a long time——
In fact, on the contrary, their lives are usually not smooth.
Because for elves with an average lifespan of six hundred to eight hundred years, half-elves grow too fast. They have grown up in more than twenty years, and they have not had time to learn the complex arts, culture, and even grammar of elves... Although their bodies have matured,
Culturally speaking, they are still children. And for human beings, their development is too slow. After growing up for more than 20 years, their minds can barely be compared with those of teenagers.
Therefore, half-elves who grow up in elven society are usually incompatible with their childhood companions, so they can only leave their homes and seek development in human society. However, when wandering in human society, they are more withdrawn and sensitive. Some half-elves try to
They have to adapt to humans, accept their own characteristics, and find their identity. However, although many half-elves have found a place in human society, a large number of them still feel like outsiders throughout their lives.
Of course, these are just stereotyped rumors in legends or among mercenaries. In fact, there are often more profound reasons for the life experience of half-elves in reality...
For example, war.
War, as the most direct violent means to solve problems, will never produce anything beneficial. The longer it lasts, the more it will produce rottenness like pus on a wound. Nowadays, many people in the Western Continent can even say that
Most half-elves are nothing more than ugly, deformed remnants of the war decades ago.
The country to which West Fengcheng belongs, Tuminis, was also one of the beneficiaries of that war. It had a considerable amount of land and resources that were snatched from the elves. Therefore, Edward suspected that these people in front of him should be that
Some remnants of time.
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