The sons of green seem to really like the knight. Even if Lyon left the woodland and caught up with Barkham, who started first, these little guys didn''t mean to leave. They were still flying around the blood lion, and from time to time they were laughing. Thanks to the green light from these forest goblins, Lyon, who has no way to see things at night, can barely keep up with the elves.


    But this kind of following is not endless. When the dawn falls from the woods, the green children who just seemed to be around Lyon disappear in a flash. Seeing the puzzled expression of the blood lion, barkm explained.


    "They are invisible in the sun. If you want to see the son of green in the daytime, you must first establish a link with the forest. "


    "So you can still see them, right?" The knight asked, in his mind, the elves should all have a close relationship with the forest in which they live. Although he didn''t understand what the link in bakm''s mouth meant, Lyon subconsciously thought that the other party should have done it. Who knows this is the most shameful thing to say, as an adult elf, a Ranger, he was raised by the forest refused.


    “…… I can''t. Not all the elves are loved by the forest. " After a brief silence, Bachm finished the sentence at a very fast speed, and then sped up his feet, not wanting to answer Lyon''s questions.


    As the elves quickened their pace, the two soon arrived at the place where the "mentor" in bakm''s mouth was located. As the view in front of him suddenly widens, a Wang Qingquan flows out from the uplifted crevices and converges into a small pond in front of their feet. At this time, there are many animals sitting on the edge of the pond to take a share of the water.


    The genie was dressed in a suit of leaves and vines, with a large white beard, the lower end of which was braided into countless strands with grass stems. In contrast to this impressive beard is the ELF''s hair. Lyon vowed that even the lion''s most slovenly beggar would not have such a messy long hair, which would have covered the ELF''s body!


    In the long gray hair, mixed with soil, leaves, and even some insects. From time to time, birds who came to drink water would fly to the elf and peck at the insects in his hair. Not only the birds, but also the animals around did not care about the meaning of the spirit. They treated the spirit as if it were a stone by the pond.


    In fact, if it had not been for the faces and the long ears that stretched out their hair, Lyon would have thought the elf was just a rock with vines. But buckram didn''t care. He dragged the corpse of the rat man and went straight to the old elf, which scared all the animals that had stopped and played and fled to the woods.


    "Teacher, I''m back." No one responded to bakm''s words. At this time, Lyon found that the old elf sitting on the ground had closed his eyes.


    The young elf called out to his tutor again and again, but after no response, bakm''s patience seemed to be exhausted. He put down the rat man''s body, put his hands on the shoulder of the old elf''s hair, and began to shake back and forth violently.


    "It''s time to get up! Old man


    Lyon''s facial muscles twitched as he watched bakm shake his mentor for nearly a minute before two skinny hands came out of his lush hair and grabbed the young ELF''s arm. With a word that the knight could not understand, bakm stopped his movement.


    The hairy elf struggled to get up from the ground, when Lyon noticed that there was a mossy Wooden Walking Stick beside him. As the old elf moved, some butterflies and beetles flew out of his hair, which made people wonder how many tenants lived in the old man''s hair.


    "Oh, it seems that we have guests." No need to be introduced by bakm, the old elves have also noticed Lyon, after all, the knight is still very conspicuous. At the same time, as the spirit''s eyes and blood lion''s four eyes, Lyon found that each other''s eyes flashing green light. It''s like a cheese cast.


    Seeing this situation, Lyon instinctively jumped back a step, and at the same time made a fighting posture. However, the attack he expected did not come. Instead, buckram looked at the knight with disdain, and quietly passed by him to drag the rat man''s body.


    "Roar, sorry human guest. Do you think my eyes are scaring you The old elf said to Lyon with a smile. His human language was even more fluent than buckram. "I''m sorry. These old eyes look really strange."


    "This is proof that you are approved by the will of nature. It can only be said that this human being is too ignorant "This is what you asked me to look for. There are still a few smaller ones that I can''t bring back. "


    "It seems that these unclean things have caused you a lot of trouble?" Although buckram tried to hide it, the old elf saw his blind eye."It''s this human that''s holding back, otherwise I won''t be like this." "I''m not polite enough to put the responsibility on Lyon," said the young elf. However, it is obvious that such a simple lie can not deceive his tutor.


    The old elf shook his head, for this younger generation, the rest of the family more controversial, otherwise would not give bakm to him to take care of. You know, teaching young people is not something that older people like him should waste their time doing. If the population of elves had not been in a state of tension, every young man would have to focus on cultivation. I''m afraid that the "alien" like bakm could not join the ranks of forest rangers.


    "I''m sorry to let you hear so much crazy all the way. He doesn''t know how to control his bad nature


    Lyon didn''t care about it. If bakm''s temper was too much for him, wouldn''t those aristocratic young masters and ladies who had been spoiled and indulged since childhood and were full of unrealistic illusions, want to force the Knight Commander to draw his sword and cut people?


    "You are serious. I don''t feel any discomfort. " Lyon slightly owes the body to say, this is a knight to the elder due attitude.


    "That''s good. After all, there are not many people like you who are loved by green children. If you hate the forest for that, it''s a loss to you and me. " Said the old elf, holding out one of his hands as if to greet something invisible. According to Lyon''s conjecture, it should be the green son who came here with him.


    "By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. I''m Barkham''s mentor, and you can call me Atwood or green stick if you like


    "Lyon, the second head of the royal order of the grey Lion Kingdom."


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