The grassland on the southwest border of Cangshi kingdom is replaced by woods, and the dense trees make the horses which the nomads are proud of can not be used at all. In the mouth of these herdsmen, the forest standing in the south of grassland is called endless forest sea. It is said that even the bravest and most skillful soldiers will lose their way when they enter the forest. The dense leaves covered the sky, and those who lost their way in the deep forest could not get the help of the ancestors from the sky, and could only be turned into nutrients for tall trees.


    Of course, it''s just a legend that the prairie people fear the birth of unfamiliar forests. For the people of Cang lion, they knew very well that the forest was not endless, and its area was no more than half a kingdom. However, this does not mean that the forest is safe. All countries adjacent to the forest prohibit hunters from entering the forest. At the same time, any form of logging is strictly prohibited, and those who violate it will be killed.


    The reason is that only a few people know that they may be drug collectors who have lived on the edge of the forest for generations, or adventurers who have ventured into the forest and left by chance, but most of them are people who have communicated with the real owners of the forest. These people are very clear that although the forest does not belong to any country on the map, it is not a land without owners. This is the territory of the elves.


    Elves, this is a minority of intelligent race recognized by human beings as equal to human beings. Their humanoid appearance and calm character are at least more acceptable than orcs or other creatures. However, in fact, the reason why humans are willing to recognize the status of elves is that compared with the dwarves who compete with them for minerals and orcs who compete for food, the living areas of elves and humans are the least intersected.


    But what''s interesting is that these long eared people don''t like humans when they can face elves in a more equal way. In other words, they hate human beings. This aversion is not due to human appearance and the friction between the two races. For the elves, short-lived and warlike humans are totally unreasonable species. Compared with the son of the forest, which pays more attention to the future, the urgent transformation of mankind destroys the original appearance of the world and forces nature to become more obedient to itself.


    So, to sum up, a spirit like a human being is a very incredible existence. But Lyon happened to have one in front of him.


    "I said, your wound has been bandaged. What''s more, with your therapeutic ability, that eye can''t grow back. Is it necessary for you to be so sad? " Said the blood lion to the fairy who had been curling his mouth. He had just known that the inspector who had just introduced himself was called captain barkling''s double knives.


    Facing Lyon with some disdainful face, buckram pulled his hood down. Although he knew that he was a little disgraced because of his appearance, the pain he had never experienced and the fear of losing an eye made him unable to face the human in front of him calmly. The spirit sullently cut open the vines in front of him with a knife. From him, we can not see a little stability of the long-lived race.


    The blood lion tilted his head. As the rescuer, although he felt that buckram''s state was very problematic, he did not say much. Apart from anything else, we still need help to leave the forest now. It would be too unjust to be left in the deep woods for death because of the wrong words.


    In fact, Lyon''s injuries are not very serious. The main reasons affecting the activity of the blood lion are hunger and fatigue. The problem of starvation has been greatly alleviated by the food supply provided by bakm. For the elves, the forest is full of food. Lyon hesitated to swallow the strange fruit. As for fatigue, I''m afraid we have to wait until we find a place to rest.


    In this silence, the two men went a little further. In the process, the blood lion noticed some things, which made him quite uneasy.


    "Are we really going out of the woods? How do I feel I''m getting deeper and deeper? " Said the knight, frowning at the more dense canopy above his head.


    "I said I''d take you out of the forest, but I''ll have to take this to the old men." Buckram raised his hand, which was dragging the corpse of the rat man. This was his mission. As a Ranger, it was their duty to keep the unclean things away from the woods.


    "What?" Lyon heard this, immediately worried, "do you know how many grey lion people are being hurt by the monster you drag when I follow you to see the old man in your mouth?"


    Who knows heard the blood lion''s words, the spirit turned and put the knife in his hand to the neck of the former.


    "Shut up, man. I don''t care what your country has become! Besides, even if I send you out, what can you do alone? "


    In the face of the long sword of the spirit flashing cold light around his neck, the knight is silent. He was silent not because he was afraid that the other side would really kill him, but because he knew that buckram was right. With his own strength, it is a drop in the ocean for the rat man plague. Thinking of this, Lyon again began to look at the elf in front of him.


    It''s not the first time blood lions have seen elves. In fact, the relationship between humans and elves is just like that between humans. Small scale wars, under the table exchanges of fire, these things come up every few years. Lyon, as the most elite Knight of the Cang lion Empire, naturally had a lot of ELF blood on his hands. So, for these long eared neighbors, he still has some knowledge."Why, but I want to kill me?" Perhaps sensing the knight''s gaze, buckram said as he drew back the knife from his opponent''s neck. I don''t want to kill a man who was just saved. "


    "As if you didn''t like me?" Lyon was not an observant, but even he could understand the irony of elvish language.


    "Hum." Barkham snorted coldly, turned his head, and went on into the forest. After a few steps, he said, "you have a scar on the back of your right hand, which is the mark of our arrows."


    Lyon listened and looked down at his right hand. There were so many scars on his body that sometimes he couldn''t remember when and who left a scar. Now the memory is awakened by the spirit, and the knight really found a scar different from that left by the iron weapon on the back of his hand.


    "If it makes you feel better, the spirit who left me this wound is a respectable opponent." Said the blood lion.


    "But you still killed him, didn''t you?"


    “…… This is war, buckram. "


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