The hair of wood elves are all dark, just like trees, so they are given this name.
It seemed a lot more lively there, with many elves singing and dancing around the bonfire, many of them holding wooden cups filled with wine.
Seeing her walking over, Alandel stopped and waved: "Cheng, come here and dance."
She walked over with a smile, imitated the dancing postures of those elves, and tried to dance.
Although her movements were a bit clumsy, the elves looked happy and welcomed her with smiles and encouraged her to continue jumping.
Omrod did not follow, but looked at him from a distance.
He was a noble and would not mix with the lower class and be laughed at.
She didn't use her magic power to dance.
After dancing for a while, she felt a little out of breath and stopped.
Alandel took her to the drinking area next to it.
It was a table with many wooden cups and clay pots.
Seeing Alaindel pour a glass and hand it to her, she quickly refused: "I can't drink anymore."
"This is the juice of a plant.
We drink it as a drink, not wine."
Maybe it was because of dancing or drinking, Alain Del's cheeks were rosy, showing a healthy beauty.
I took it and knew she wouldn't eat, so I poured a little bit.
She smiled and tried to take a sip: "Yes, it's sweet, not bad."
It tasted a bit like diluted sugar water, but it had the fragrance of plants.
At this time Omrod came over and said: "You are tired, why don't you go sit for a while."
If you go to sit, of course you have to go sit with the nobles.
There are no chairs here.
If all the elves want to sit, they can just sit on the grass.
Alandel naturally understood, feeling a little disappointed.
The smile was a little forced: "You haven't recovered from your injury yet, so you'd better rest more."
There is no need to get involved in this class difference.
She is just a passer-by.
She will disappear without a trace when the task is completed.
Why should she wade through muddy waters and show that she is selfless and everyone is equal?
"You have fun, I will go back by myself."
She took Alandel's hand.
With intimate instructions.
Alandel's smile became more natural this time and she nodded.
Walking on the road, singing continued behind me.
Very lively.
Omrod looked worried, and she smiled faintly: "Do you want to remind me that as a noble, you cannot mix with these elves?"
Omrod seemed to let out a sigh of relief: "The king has always said that you are very smart.
You can understand it with just one guess."
She stopped.
Looking directly at Omrod: "Then I have to say some things clearly.
I also understand your kindness, but it is impossible for me to accept it."
In the light of the torch, Omrod's brown-green eyes could be seen tightening, but then his pupils relaxed: "It doesn't matter if you have a fiancé, I believe I will do better than him.
Don’t you want more time?”
Everyone wants to have more time and live forever, but she doesn't have the final say on this matter.
She smiled sweetly: "It's not the fiancé's problem."
After thinking about it.
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He simply risked his life and cut through the mess with a sharp knife: "Omrod.
You are very good, I admit it.
But you don't understand one thing, I am not an elf..."
"I know, but I don't care."
Omrod interrupted her hastily: "The king has given permission, as long as..."
"Stop, stop."
Now she had to interrupt the other person.
She raised one hand, lowered her head slightly and closed her eyes to signal to stop.
She smiled and opened her eyes: "I can't become an elf... because there is not a drop of elf blood in my blood."
Now Omrod opened his mouth slightly and froze there, looking at her blankly.
She put away her smile and said seriously: "I'm not a mixed race, so I can't marry any elf.
Do you understand?"
"Then you are..."
Omrod said in a daze: "A demon?"
"Of course it's not a demon."
She laughed again, but it wasn't funny either.
She put away her smile again: "How should I put it...
Anyway, as long as you know, I can't become an elf.
I If you're tired, go back to your room and talk to your king."
Leaving Omrod behind, she walked towards her room.
But she still had to pass by the fountain.
If she took a detour, she, a road blind person, would wander around in the middle of the night without knowing where she was going.
Before he could reach them, Omrod caught up and gasped with excitement: "Cheng, what race are you?
If you are not a race stipulated in the code, we can still be together."
Rolling her eyes, she still didn't give up.
She said angrily: "You're so annoying, you're an orc."
"Impossible, you're lying, you don't look like an orc at all."
Omrod shouted seriously.
She walked forward quickly and randomly found an excuse: "It's mutated."
"Hahaha, you're so interesting."
Don't say that Omrod didn't believe it.
Her frame and head size didn't look like any kind of orc.
It's time to walk past the fountain, where the music is still soothing and melodious, and it's an elegant route.
Just as I was thinking about walking over secretly, trying not to alert anyone, I heard Thanhill say leisurely from the main seat: "Omrod, where are you going, the location is here."
She had to stop now.
She rolled her eyes and turned around with a smile: "Your Majesty, thank you for your hospitality.
My body has not fully recovered yet, so I want to rest first."
Before Thernhill could react, Omrod shouted loudly: "King, please allow me to be with this charming lady.
I like her very much."
All the elves stared, then clapped. . .
And she almost died of anger because this guy struck preemptively.
Before Thernhill could react, looking at the Elf King's expression, with a smile on his lips, as if he had picked up a hundred dollars, he knew what he was going to say next.
So she had to be faster: "I object, I told you, I have a fiancé."
"But you're not married yet.
If anyone proves that you and the other party are engaged, I'm willing to speak up if the engagement needs to be terminated."
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Omrod planned to fight to the end.
In the elves, an engagement may require the consent of the king or lord, but no one can make the final decision on her relationship with Sneed.
If no one can prove it.
Then this marriage contract is illegal or can be overturned, and there happens to be a better certifier here, the Elf King.
Sure enough, Thurnhill is a thousand-year-old fox.
With a smile that captivated all sentient beings: "Since Omrod is sincere, it would be a good idea to make it clear while everyone is here."
Of course Omrod climbed up the pole, took her hand, lowered his head, and said affectionately: "Cheng, stay with me, at least give me a chance.
Try to date, You will definitely want to be with me."
As he vomited blood, he knew that these elves had no good intentions.
If you go all out, you can't suppress this force, how can you survive?
She smiled and hooked her fingers: "Come here.
I have something to tell you."
Omrod bent over in joy.
Literally handed over the ear.
She whispered against her ear: "I still can't promise you, I'm pregnant."
Now Omrod was stunned again.
The poor guy probably suffered the biggest blow today.
She just took her hand out of the stunned Omrod's hand and continued to smile gracefully: "Good night."
After saying that, she turned around gracefully.
Turn a blind eye to everyone and leave the stall to this guy.
He threw away his hands and left.
This was also his fault.
She kept laughing secretly as she walked on the road.
Now Omrod was completely dumbfounded.
How could she tell others that the elves were noble?
Omrod could never tell her about her pregnancy.
After all, she was not married to her fiancé yet.
Even if she says it, so what?
Depending on her mood, she can say that Omrod is talking nonsense and she is not pregnant at all; or she can continue to lie and just say she is pregnant.
Whoever wants to be respected by the elves will disappear after completing the task.
Bye bye.
You don’t have to say anything, just leave the legend for evaluation.
Maybe no one will mention such a small thing in a hundred or two hundred years, even the elves.
I went back to the closet to find some loose clothes, then lay on the bed to rest.
The teammates are still not found, and I don’t know where they have gone.
After the orcs were beaten back, they would probably try to find out more about her.
Even when she is dead, she should try her best to get close to the tree and climb up to find the fruit.
The shortcut is naturally still here, or they may have taken a further detour and climbed the tree from another place.
While she was thinking, there was a knock on the door.
She thought for a moment, sat up, raised the pillow, leaned down, and covered it with a blanket: "Please come in."
It's Alaindel and Elleras.
If two people come, it means something is wrong.
After Elelas came in, he asked: "What did you say to Omrod?
After you left, he drank too much and was already drunk."
What she thought was a big deal turned out to be this: "He may recover when he wakes up.
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Send an elf to take care of him.
Don't vomit and suffocate."
Apparently Omrod didn't tell the reason, which is why Alelas was worried.
Perhaps her response was too sincere.
It took Elelas a while before he said slowly: "Omrod is my best friend and a very good warrior.
If you don't like him, please don't hurt him. " "I know."
She also wanted to show some helplessness, but she didn't get up immediately to visit the lovelorn little elf noble: "And I have tried my best to protect his fragile heart and easily injured dignity; but I also have my own I already told you that I have a fiancé, but he still made such a scene at the banquet.
So please tell me, what would you do if it were you?"
Once he said it, Alelas had nothing to say in defense, he was really benevolent and righteous.
After holding it in for a long time, he slowly said: "Elves mature much slower than other races.
If time passes, you will find that Omrod is really good.
You saved his life, and he always wanted to repay you.
Maybe it was him The method is wrong, I will advise him, but please don't make him sad again.
Once the elf is broken, he will die."
Is this an apology?
First, let’s get rid of the elf prince in front of him.
He can’t even handle his own feelings, so how can he solve other people’s problems?
Alandel should also know that this matter is difficult, so she whispered: "Once your heart is broken, you will really die."
It is such a powerful but fragile race.
She still sighed deeply, thought for a while and said: "I will leave after I recover from my injuries.
Have a good talk with him before leaving, and promise to let him know He will be relieved of my difficulties and reasons and you will find me as soon as possible.
My teammate, when he sees my fiancé, he may give up.
When he wakes up, I can persuade him and tell him that love without being together is a bad fate and will get nothing but pain.
Happiness can only come from a good relationship, and he will definitely meet a female elf who is more suitable for him."
Elleras thanked him again and went out.
In this case, he should go all out to find Sneijder and the others.
With Sneed's current strength, after all, he can also use magic, and several teammates have more weird ideas and clever ideas than her, so Omrod should be able to give up.
At the beginning of another day, I thought the day would go by like this, but Alandel told me that there was news, and Alelas was going to go out to find someone and ask her if she was willing to go with him.
Maybe her teammates always avoided elves, so they wanted her to go with them, so she immediately agreed and got up.
After putting on her original clothes, the hole on the back of the black robe that had been shot by an arrow had been repaired, and the blood on it should also be washed away, unlike when it was first taken off, which was stained with blood and hard after it had dried.
In this case, teammates will appear when they see her.
The gathering place is at the fountain, and the elves who are going to go with them are collecting water in wooden barrels that can be covered.
This water has some therapeutic effects.
If you are injured, using this water to clean the wound can slow down the injury.
Her horse was brought in.
The horse was full of fat and needed exercise.
The difference is that the horse has a saddle and the hooves on its feet have been replaced with new ones.
"Cheng, why don't you ride my horse."
Alleras brought his horse.
It was all white with no stray hairs.
Its long mane flickered, and it was extremely beautiful.
She declined: "Your horse doesn't know its temper.
I'd better ride mine.
Safety comes first."
Elleras did not force it, everyone was making final preparations.
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Omrod came belatedly this time, leading a saddled horse.
Elleras saw him and went up to him, and the two whispered something.
Finally, Elleras reluctantly agreed, and everyone got on their horses.
It seems that Omrod was originally not wanted to go with him, but he came anyway.
Seeing Omrod's haggard face, I actually felt a little sorry.
Alaindel also went, with ten people in total.
Elleras reminded: "There are a small number of orcs still wandering in the dense forest, and there are still spiders that have not been completely eliminated, so everyone is following closely."
"Yes."
Alaindel's appearance changed as soon as she put on her short coat, put on her quiver and bow, and sat on the horse.
It seemed that she really liked going out, instead of staying in the castle to make wine and do housework; in her spare time, she embroidered , playing musical instruments.
"Drive!"
Elleras yelled and led the way on horseback, and the others immediately followed.
The drawbridge at the city gate was lowered, and everyone rode their horses quickly out of the city gate and headed toward the dense forest
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