"Don't give us any more trouble. If there's a next time, we'll just leave you at Squirrel Street. Isn't that place more suitable for you?"
"I'm really sorry."
When they returned to the Falosi Mansion, the Black Swan Troupe members who rode in the same carriage as Taylin reprimanded the frost elf for her impudence and whimsical ideas before they alighted.
Facing the harsh accusations from the actresses, Taylin did not get angry. Instead, she kept apologizing to them.
The Elves were known for their arrogance in this world, but that was only if they had the right to be arrogant.
Taylin who had lost her tribe, her home, and even her family name had no right to be arrogant. She knew that if she was unlucky, not only would she not be saved by the Blackwood Tribe, she would most likely be thrown into the slave market and sold off as a commodity.
After apologizing, Taylin walked along the inner corridor of the Falosi Residence and returned to her room. When she pushed open the door, her Blackwood Elf friend was already waiting for her in the room.
"Are you alright? Taylin … Did that demon do anything to you? "
Frey immediately ran in front of her and began to check her body from top to bottom, fearing that she had been cursed by the terrifying demon.
"I'm fine. Besides, Frey, I don't think that demon is as scary as you said."
Taylin tidied up her clothes that were messed up by Frey and walked to the bedside.
"I told you that was just a disguise! Demons have always been sly … "
But before Frey could finish her sentence, Taylin's body suddenly fell to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut. Fortunately, Frey was agile enough to catch her immediately.
"This is … the third time. Taylin, you really should stay in the Blackwood Forest … At least you won't be affected by any evil presence there."
Frey helped her to the bedside. This Frost Elf's body had become terrifyingly weak. This was the third time Frey had seen her like this.
Without the protection of the World Tree, the elves lost their source of power. If not for the protection of the World Tree's seed, Taylin's body would have deteriorated further.
At the very least, he could still use bow and arrows and magic.
However, the seed of the World Tree was also gradually weakening. The reason for this weakening was unknown even to the oldest elder of the Blackwood Tribe.
"It was just a moment of exhaustion. Look, I'm fine now."
Taylin's recovery speed was also astonishing. In order to prove it, she stood up from the side of the bed and made a masculine gesture of flexing her arm muscles. Unfortunately, her fair and slender arms did not have any muscles at all.
"You always try to be brave like this."
After spending some time with her, Frey had more or less figured out her personality.
This Frost Elf's personality wasn't as optimistic as it seemed. It relied entirely on itself.
Frey had also seen her being wronged in the Black Swan during the day. Although she looked fine on the surface, she would hide in her room at night and cry while hugging her pillow.
"Instead of worrying about me, you should worry about your master. It's getting late. Let's go back."
Taylin suddenly pushed her friend's back and used this method to get her out of the room.
When she was the only one left in the room, she sat back on the bed and the seed of the World Tree appeared in her palm.
If she didn't do something, the Frost Elf race would completely disappear from this world.
But if she chose to cooperate with Josiah … The demon's contract would cost her a lot.
Should she take a gamble?
She pulled up her sleeve and revealed a silver bracelet on her wrist. The bracelet looked like a large number of twigs intertwined together.
When Taylin activated the bracelet with her magic, the inscription on the bracelet emitted a dim light.
This bracelet was one of the most important reasons why she was able to escape the disaster of her race. In times of danger, Taylin could activate it and teleport herself to a relatively safe place.
This gave Taylin some confidence and comfort. She opened the door and made sure that there was no one in the corridor before quickly walking out of the Falosi Residence.
… …
"I feel like this tavern is missing something."
Hiri supported her chin as she sat in front of the tavern's bar counter.
The Hearthstone Tavern had been operating for a period of time. The number of arcade machines had increased from 20 to 50, but the demand still couldn't meet the supply.
Due to the limited number of arcade machines, the tavern could bring Josiah at least a thousand gold coins a day. The income from alcohol was fully managed by Madam Marina. After all, this was her asset.
Madam Marina had recently declared war with the owner of the jewelry store next door. She was using dirty capitalist methods to try and buy over the jewelry store next door. Currently, the battle was in a stalemate.
Hiri had also recently started drawing the art for the latest expansion pack, "Goblins vs Gnomes".
It was her break time now, and she could sit with Josiah and have a drink.
"What's missing? The drunkard who fell unconscious under the table? "
Josiah held the wooden cup in his hand and gently clinked it with Hiri's. Josiah didn't like alcohol, so he drank juice from a plant similar to sugar cane.
However, the young female magic caster sitting beside Josh was different. She was currently drinking ale, and she had just finished half a cup. Her face was flushed, and she appeared to be a little tipsy, which made her look particularly alluring.
"No, I just think that the dwarves are too noisy. It's so noisy that my head hurts, especially when they start singing … Like now."
Hiri didn't continue, because there was a table of dwarves playing "Hearthstone". Because two orange cards had appeared in a row, they had begun to sing excitedly.
The singing of the dwarves in this world wasn't like the Lonely Mountain Song of the Hobbits in Lord of the Rings. To put it nicely, they were singing, but to put it bluntly, they were shouting at the top of their lungs.
"Calm down, this is the tavern culture of Noland." Josiah put his hand on the mage lady's hand next to him. Hiri listened to the dwarves singing and almost picked up her staff to fight the dwarves.
"No, I have to teach those dwarves a lesson today."
Ciri seemed to be drunk tonight. After saying that, she burped in a very unladylike manner and collapsed on the bar counter.
She ate a lot, but her alcohol tolerance was quite small. Josiah poked Hiri's soft cheek with his hand, but there was no reaction at all. At this time, should Josiah get down to business?
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