Traitors?
Roland and the others were rather confused.
The wind was blowing a dozen meters above their heads, but it was blocked by the stone walls and trees and turned into a gentle breeze when it reached them.
Sejuani's eyes were fixed on Roland the whole time. "I don't know where you heard that term, whether it's from the subconscious of your bloodline or from other people, but I still want to warn you not to pursue the meaning of that term."
"I'm not interested in the secrets of the elves." Roland nodded and said, "I just want to know what the Arcane Windrunners and the Destructive Druids are capable of."
Roland was so straightforward that nobody could stand it.
Everybody except Andonara frowned.
"You just want to know … how powerful they are?" Sejuani's expression became subtle.
Roland nodded.
For the players, power didn't mean anything.
Even the most evil power couldn't be as evil as the Warlocks who played fire feces, which was too disgusting.
Power was just power. It all depended on how it was used.
Even if those classes were considered taboo, that was the elves' business.
As long as they were powerful enough, Roland didn't mind their background and significance.
"Is power very important to you?" asked Sejuani.
Roland nodded. "Yes."
There was nothing but silence. Andonara was still looking at Roland with admiration.
Cage and Pettus, on the other hand, looked rather peaceful.
Sejuani was the only one who seemed to be reluctant.
"Those who value power will eventually be swallowed by it," Sejuani said solemnly. Sejuani said seriously, "In view of your thoughts, I cannot tell you the information of these two names."
"But without power, it's futile to realize your dreams in this dog-eat-dog world." Roland stood up and said, "Sorry to bother you, Ms. Sejuani."
Roland was leaving.
All four of them were shocked. Andonara stood up and asked in surprise, "Roland, you're not going to ask anymore?"
"No." Roland shook his head. "I'm not confident that I can convince a stubborn elf. But in any case, I'm grateful that Mr. Pettus gave me the opportunity to ask. "
Pettus was rather angry that Roland gave up so quickly. After all, he only brought them here for Cage's sake, but his anger was gone after hearing what Roland said.
Cage also stood up and said, "Sorry to disturb you, Petra, and Sejuani. Sorry to disturb you."
Sejuani gently bit her lips. She fell into an embarrassed mood.
Seeing that Roland and the others were really about to leave, Sejuani sighed softly and said, "Alright, it seems that even if you don't get the information from me, you'll find a way to get the information from others about these two classes. Instead of letting you run around and attract the attention of the elves, I might as well tell you. "
Roland was about to leave, but he was relieved to hear what Sejuani said. "Thank you, Ms. Sejuani."
Cage suddenly looked at Lauren in surprise, as if he had thought of something.
Pettus did the same. He even shook his head. "What a cunning boy."
Roland felt that he was wronged. He really didn't mean to play hard to get. He simply didn't want to waste his time.
Because the elves had lived for a long time, their worldviews were very stable and hard to be convinced.
Roland had read more than one book where the author cursed the stubbornness of his elven companions.
Besides, it was Cage who brought him here, and Cage obviously knew Sejuani and was her old friend.
Even Cage didn't want to talk at all to convince Sejuani. Naturally, Roland wouldn't waste his time.
However, he didn't expect that Sejuani would be willing to talk on her own.
After Roland sat down again, Sejuani said, "Arcane Windrunners and destructive Druids are not unique classes to the elves, but to the half-elves."
"Half-elves?"
Roland thought of his specialty as a Hybrid.
"Windrunners are a branch of elven archers. Many people think that Arcane Windrunners are a special class of magic archers." Sejuani shook her head and said, "But that's wrong. Arcane Windrunners are special Mages who are highly mobile. They're as unpredictable and traceless as the wind. "
Roland's eyes glittered. As a player with more than ten years of game "theory," he knew very well what a class or character with high mobility could do in a real-time battle.
It sounded like a good class for him.
After all, he was trying his best to improve his mobility at this moment.
Teleportation, Teleportation, and Human Cannonball were all products of that concept.
Then, he couldn't help but ask, "What about the destructive Druids?"
"They're Druids who are very good at elemental magic. They can transform into all kinds of demons and are extremely powerful."
Oh!
Roland, Cage, and Andonara all realized why the destructive Druids were feared by the elves.
However … Roland was still slightly confused. "Why are the people of those two classes considered traitors? One or two of them are traitors, but not all of them are traitors. "
"Because the last step to change into those two classes is to drink the sap of the Mother Tree."
Roland and his companions were immediately shocked.
Any intelligent creature knew what the World Tree meant to the elves.
The Mother Tree.
They adored and loved the World Tree more than any other person or creature did.
Even a god would die with them if they dared to touch the World Tree.
Those two classes, on the other hand, had to drink the sap from the World Tree. To put it more bluntly, they had to drink its blood. That was already unforgivable.
It was understandable that they regarded those two classes as traitors.
They had elven bloodlines, but they wanted to hurt the World Tree.
"So, you understand now." Sejuani smiled. "The elves don't want to reveal those two classes because a mixed-blood elf like you has too many ideas."
"But why are you telling me now?"
"Because you're not a stubborn person." Sejuani put on a cunning smile. "You don't even want to convince me. You're obviously afraid of trouble. It's almost impossible for you to drink the sap of the Mother Tree, and you won't do it. Besides, even an ordinary mage can become very powerful as long as they grow up. You have the talent, and your future is smooth. There's no need to take risks. If you reveal even the slightest thought of becoming an Arcane Windrunner or Destructive Druid to the pureblood elves, you'll be hunted down by the entire race. "
…
…
Half an hour later, Roland and his companions left the mayor's residence.
The dozen bats were still hanging on the roof of the carriage and didn't run away.
After Vivian and the rest of them returned from shopping, they left on the carriage.
Sitting on the carriage, Andonara leaned against Roland and asked, "Did you really give up persuading Sejuani because you were afraid of trouble?"
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