Chapter 147
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Nightingale was startled when she saw the strange elves rushing over.
What were these guys doing?
She subconsciously pulled her younger siblings into her arms and looked at the players vigilantly.
However, what the players did next was beyond her expectations.
Their faces were full of smiles as they looked at her with sparkling eyes.
"Hello, little sister!"
"Little sister, we're here to save you. You've suffered!"
"Sigh … Really, these evil humans, look at how scared the children are!"
"Sigh … Miserable … It's really miserable …"
"After being locked up for so long, you must be starving, right?"
"Come, come, come! Uncle has some fruits here. They're all from the Elf Forest. They taste great! "
"Do you want candy? Big brother has delicious honey candies here! "
After saying that, the players licked their faces and took out the berries and candies made with honey that they carried with them.
They showed what they thought was a kind smile and stuffed it into the arms of the young elves while trying to get close to them …
Nightingale was speechless …
The young elves were speechless …
It was just that … the blood from the battle with the mercenaries was still on the players, especially on their faces.
The mottled bloodstains on their faces …
In addition, they were caught off guard and even had a wretched smile …
This …
Not to mention getting close to them.
To be honest … It was a little scary.
And a little disgusting …
A few young elves were scared out of their wits. The youngest girl even cried out.
They retreated in fear and hid behind Nightingale.
The players were speechless …
"Hey, hey, hey! Look at you, you're scaring them! "
"It's you, right? Who gives fruits to people as soon as they meet? Have you washed your hands? You're even covered in blood! "
"Hahahaha! He just called himself uncle! Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter! "
"Damn, there's so much blood on your face. Stop laughing, okay? It's scary! No wonder you scared them! "
"Pfft … Hahahaha! You're the same! Pfft … Hahahaha! "
"Still laughing? Still laughing? Hurry up and wipe your face. You won't be able to save the NPC's affection. "
"Damn, this is bad …"
"No … No … Hahaha … Although I know I shouldn't laugh … Hahaha … I still want to laugh. Hahaha … "
The players started to quarrel.
Lunchbox: …
Nightingale: "…"
Boxed Lunch's eyes flashed slightly. He was silent for a moment, then he kicked the buttocks of his team members and said in a low voice,
"Get down! Wipe your face clean! "
Players: "…"
Seeing that their captain had spoken, they shrunk their necks and smiled awkwardly. Then, they took a few steps back and began to wipe their faces.
Lunchbox wiped the blood off his face and came to Nightingale.
Several young elves subconsciously shrank back again.
Lunchbox: …
After a moment of silence, he said,
"We mean no harm."
Nightingale looked strangely at the laughing elves in the distance.
She nodded reluctantly and forced a smile.
"Probably …"
"I can roughly tell."
However, the brains of these clansmen did not seem to be normal …
She added in her heart.
After saying that, she couldn't help but ask:
"Are you really not bandits?"
Lunchbox: …
"We are the chosen ones summoned by the Goddess."
He said.
"Th … goddess?"
Nightingale was slightly stunned.
What goddess?
Boxed Lunch didn't explain immediately.
Instead, he asked, "What are your plans for the future?"
"Plans?"
Nightingale was stunned. Then, she understood that Boxed Lunch was asking about their future plans …
She was silent for a moment and said,
"We should … should be looking for a new place to live in seclusion."
At this point, her expression was a little gloomy.
"The place where we hid before has been discovered by humans. I'm afraid we can't go back. But … as long as we're alive, there's hope. "
Boxed Lunch nodded after hearing that.
He pondered for a moment and said,
"Then … we might as well go home."
"Go home?"
Nightingale was stunned and had a strange expression.
"Go back to what home?"
"The Elven Forest."
Boxed Lunch was concise.
"The Elven Forest?"
Nightingale's expression froze slightly.
She looked at Boxed Lunch strangely as if she was looking at a fool.
After a moment, she sneered and asked,
"What are we going there for? To walk right into a trap? "
"Who doesn't know that the Beastmen are watching the Elven Forest every day, waiting for lone elves to be caught by them …"
"That place … is no longer the home of the elves …"
She looked a little disappointed.
No matter how powerful a piece of wood is, it's still a piece of wood …
Doesn't he know about the Elven Forest?
Clearly …
He had clearly been captured near the Elven Forest.
Nightingale sighed, her mood was complicated.
Home …
How long has it been since she heard this word.
Ever since she could remember, her family had been drifting around.
If the Elven Forest was home …
Then this home had long been gone with the fall of the True God who protected the elves.
If the place where family was was home …
If that was the case, then her home would have long been destroyed by those humans.
She …
Had long lost her home.
"No, the Elven Forest is the home of the elves."
Just as Nightingale was feeling melancholy, a clear voice interrupted her thoughts.
She raised her head and saw a familiar figure.
With rare pink hair and gorgeous mage equipment, it was Salty Meow.
Nightingale recognized him at a glance. This was the elven mage who rode on the back of the Black Dragon. His magic was powerful, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not hit the opponent accurately!
"Hello! My name is Salty Meow. "
Looking at Nightingale, Salty Meow smiled faintly.
"What a strange name …"
Nightingale muttered softly.
She nodded and introduced herself as well.
"I'm Nightingale."
"So it's Sister Nightingale!"
Salty Meow smiled sweetly and continued to explain:
"Sister Nightingale, it's different now. The half-orc forces in the Elven Forest have been eliminated by us."
"That place … is completely safe."
The Elven Forest is safe?
Nightingale was slightly stunned.
"Impossible! There was a huge half-orc tribe nearby, how could it be eliminated? "
She subconsciously refuted.
"You mean the Grotto tribe, they … have become history."
Salty Meow continued.
Become history?
Nightingale was stunned.
"Impossible! I was caught by them the day before yesterday! I know some of their secrets … They have the support of a True God. Without the help of other True Gods, they cannot be eliminated! "
"Nothing is impossible."
Salty Meow smiled faintly.
After that, her expression became extremely sincere:
"Because …"
She drew a tree symbol on her chest and said solemnly:
"Our True God … has also returned."
True God?
She saw the somewhat familiar tree symbol.
Nightingale's pupils shrank slightly.
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