The Elves didn't look old, at least … from a human's point of view.
The oldest looked like a 12 or 13 year old human, and the youngest looked like a 5 or 6 year old child.
Of course, with Ayr Moonlight as an example, Boxed Lunch knew that even the youngest Elf was old enough to be his big brother.
However, he noticed that the hair color of these Elves was different from the Elven girl's.
Some had blonde hair, some had red hair, some had brown hair, and some had green hair. However, they didn't have the same grayish-black hair as Boxed Lunch and the girl.
According to the players' understanding, the Elves in "Elven Nation" were divided into many tribes, and the best way to distinguish between tribes was to look at their hair color and eye color.
The difference in hair color meant that these young Elves and the girl were not from the same tribe.
These Elves were huddled in a corner, and some of the younger ones had already fallen asleep in the arms of their companions, but their faces were faintly visible with tears that had not been wiped away.
The older Elves who were awake were vigilantly watching the outside of the cell. Their faces were pale, and even if they forced themselves to be calm, they couldn't hide the fear and confusion in their eyes.
When Boxed Lunch and the others were brought in, they instantly attracted the Elves' attention.
After seeing the tied up Elven girl, an older male Elf instantly widened his eyes. He rushed to the front of the cell door, grabbed the bars, and shouted:
"Ye … Sister Nightingale! You … Why are you also caught?! "
His voice was clear and tender, and it was filled with surprise and worry.
"Sister? Sister was also caught? "
His voice attracted the attention of the other young Elves.
Soon, everyone rushed to the door and looked at the girl with gazes of attachment, worry, or sadness.
"Sister Nightingale! It's really Sister Nightingale! "
"Sister, did they do anything to you?"
"Sister, are you hurt?"
"Sister Nightingale … You … Why are you also …"
Looking at the young faces, the Elven girl called Nightingale breathed a sigh of relief, and her expression became gentle.
She nodded at the Elves and gave them a look that said, "Don't worry," to comfort them.
"Get in! Don't make a fuss! "
Seeing the elves swarming in front of the prison door, the two humans cursed and whipped the bars of the prison door again, causing a series of screams.
It was not until the elves had cowered back into the deepest part of the cell that they stopped, satisfied.
"Ugh …!"
Nightingale's eyes widened when she saw the rude actions of the humans.
She glared at the human wielding the whip and instinctively tried to break free from the rope, but she was quickly kicked by Boxed Lunch.
The girl turned around angrily, but when she saw Boxed Lunch's calm eyes, the anger in her heart gradually subsided.
She understood the meaning of Boxed Lunch's gaze.
Calm down.
The humans did not put Boxed Lunch and Nightingale in the cell of the young elves. Instead, they took them to another cell in the depths of the city that was specially designed for professionals.
This prison cell seemed to be even sturdier and deeper.
After throwing the two of them into the prison cell, they left.
After making sure that the human was far away, the elf girl called Nightingale stood up.
She instantly broke free from the rope on her body, pulled off the cloth on her mouth, and then immediately went to the door of the cell and began to pick the lock.
The girl was skillful, and in less than a minute, the heavy lock was easily opened by her.
Just when Nightingale's spirit was lifted and she was about to rush out of the cell, she heard Boxed Lunch's voice behind her.
"Are you going to die?"
As if she was doused with cold water from head to toe, Nightingale suddenly calmed down.
Her movements were slightly sluggish, and her clear voice trembled a little.
"They … are my brother and sister, I'm going to save them!"
Boxed Lunch was silent for a moment, then said.
"Wait for reinforcements."
After that, he pointed above, then stretched out two fingers and shook his head.
"Two Silver."
Hearing his words, Nightingale returned, grabbed Boxed Lunch's shoulder, and said with a trembling voice.
"I know there are two humans with Silver strength, and one of them is a mage! But … but … "
Her voice carried a hint of sobbing.
"Trust me."
Boxed Lunch's voice was low and powerful.
Hearing Boxed Lunch's words, Nightingale's grip on his hands gradually loosened, and she knelt on the ground.
"I … can I really trust you? Seeing their scared faces, I'm really … I'm really worried … they're still children, still children! "
As she spoke, Nightingale began to sob softly …
Boxed Lunch didn't say anything.
He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and put his hand on the girl's shoulder to comfort her.
Nightingale sobbed for a while, then gradually stopped.
She wiped her red eyes, and began to tell her story …
"I hate humans … they destroyed my home."
"After the War of Gods a thousand years ago, the Dark Shadow Tribe was divided into several branches, and our branch, about a hundred years ago, chose to sneak into human society and live in seclusion …"
"The most dangerous place is the safest place."
"In fact, our tribe is good at hiding, and while hiding our identity, we would change places every once in a while. Although we were drifting, we survived …"
"The name Nightingale was given by my mother, in the Elven language, Nightingale symbolizes beauty and freedom, she hoped that I could live freely …"
"Nightingale Shadow … the meaning is good, but … how could it be?"
"A wandering life is full of risks."
"Later, out of sympathy and kindness, the elders of the family saved an injured human knight, but accidentally let the other party discover our identity …"
"That knight swore that he was grateful for our help and wouldn't tell anyone about our secret …"
"He did perform very well, and his words were sincere. Hardworking, humble, kind, and loyal … he almost met all of our Elven understanding of knights … "
"So … the elders believed in him."
"But … I was very against it, I don't trust humans, I think that we should kill the person who discovered our secret, no matter who the other party is …"
"However, I was reprimanded by the elders, they firmly and naively believed that knights would abide by the code of knights, and would not reveal the secret of their benefactor …"
At this point, Nightingale sneered:
"How could it be? That's a human! "
"After that human left, he quickly returned with a group of mercenaries …"
"What loyalty? What kindness? In front of benefits … everything is fake! "
"The price of a young female Elf is enough to make an ordinary person become rich, how could the greedy humans not be moved …"
"That branch of our clan was wiped out because of this."
"I saw with my own eyes my father was killed by humans when he resisted, my mother … my mother was defiled by them … In the end, even I was captured by the slave traders."
"At that time, I was already in despair, it was another senior who lived in seclusion in human society who saved me …"
"She was not an Elf, but she sympathized with Elves. She opened an orphanage, but in fact, she took in the Elves she saved from the humans … "
"Including me … and my younger siblings."
"My younger siblings were not from the Dark Shadow Tribe, but they were pitiful children who were persecuted by humans …"
"We hid our identities and hid in the orphanage, it was the senior who gave us a second home …"
"Although we needed to hide, although we needed to hide our identities, at least … we survived again."
"I am the oldest, the senior taught me a lot. I once followed the senior to sneak into the human caravan and saved many of my companions. My younger siblings called me sister, they were very close to me, and I loved them very much … "
"Later … the senior passed away in an accident."
"As the oldest sister, I wanted to continue the senior's dying wish and continue to maintain the orphanage, and save the Elves from the humans, but I didn't expect the senior's death to arouse the humans' suspicion, and they discovered our secret …"
"While I was out, my brothers and sisters were all captured."
"I chased them all the way here, hoping to save them … but I didn't expect to be so powerless …"
"I … am really a failure of a sister …"
"Ah …"
Nightingale shed tears and looked sadly at the box of food:
"Is … there really no shelter for us Elves in this world?"
"Is … we can only be goods?"
"Why! Why is this so! What did we do wrong? "
"Is kindness … really a sin? Will kindness … really only bring misfortune? "
"If it is really like this, I would rather fall into darkness!"
"But … where does our future lie …"
Hearing Nightingale's words, the box of food fell silent.
After a moment, he took a deep breath and said:
"There is."
"Is there?"
Nightingale's eyes were filled with tears:
"Even if we are really saved this time, it will just be another cycle of hiding and being hunted …"
"We have lost our powerful strength, and only this damn, good-looking appearance, and the yearning for lifespan and special constitution …"
"Do we really have a future like this?"
Nightingale grasped the box of food's lapels and asked with a bitter smile.
The box of food lowered his head and looked at her.
His expression was still calm, but his eyes were much gentler.
"There is."
This time, his voice was much gentler:
"There is protection and a future."
After he finished speaking, the whole cell suddenly shook slightly, and a cloud of dust rose.
Faintly, there seemed to be a high-pitched dragon's roar coming from above.
The box of food took a deep breath and helped the somewhat stunned Nightingale up:
"It's done."
His aura continued to rise, and his eyes gradually became sharp:
"The reinforcements are here."
He pulled out a dagger that he had been hiding from the bottom of his shoe!
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