Solderlin hesitated for a moment before agreeing to Berna's invitation.
He was indeed suspicious of the elf who had suddenly appeared in front of him, but he really needed a pass now. Although there were many ways for high-level rangers to cross the blockade, it was better to be able to cross the border safely and legally than to use the "backup plan", not to mention...
He had been away from his hometown for 700 years, and he was very happy to see his compatriots in front of him.
"It's too noisy here. Why don't we go to my place?" Berna frowned and looked around. The vulgar adventurers and mercenaries were obviously not comfortable with the young elf. "I have a good room in the Greywhistle Inn."
Solderlin had another place in the city, but he felt that it was a good opportunity to inquire about the elf in front of him, so he gladly accepted Berna's invitation. The two beautiful elven "ladies" left the small tavern together, and the rest of the adventurers and mercenaries in the tavern did not change because of this little episode.
They continued to drink to their heart's content, throwing away the extra coins in their pockets and the extra topics in their stomachs, discussing the changes in the situation on the border in the past year and the business after spring. It was just two elves, which was far less important than the next business that could be received.
Solderlin followed Berna through the cold streets and soon arrived at the Greywhistle Inn in the southeast of the town.
The young elf lady had rented a good room. The clean and tidy room even had a small fireplace and coarse carpet. It seemed that she was in a good financial situation, or she had not experienced the embarrassment of running out of money in the human world.
"It's so quiet here," Berna said as she entered the room and threw a few pieces of firewood into the fireplace. "Humans are a very noisy race, aren't they? Oh, it's not that I don't like humans, but sometimes I feel that they are too noisy … "
"Much quieter than dwarves," Solderlin said casually as he glanced at the furnishings in the room. There were traces of people living here, and only the scent of elves could be felt recently. "It's not easy to see Silver Elves in the north. You just came here recently?"
Berna finally lit up the fire. She clapped her hands and said with a satisfied smile, "Yes, I just got here recently. I started my journey from the Eastern Gate of the Forest Barrier and followed the trade route all the way north. I passed through Typhon's Fertile Plains and the Northern Hills before finally arriving at this place … But I don't plan on continuing north. This place is too cold. If I continue north, I'll freeze to death. By the way, Sister Saul, aren't you going to take off your cloak? "
Solderlin took off his cloak, revealing the Huntress costume underneath. A good ranger could disguise themselves in any situation. Wearing a battle skirt and long leather boots was part of the tactical suit. Solderlin was very satisfied with his disguise skills, but he still couldn't understand why Gwen was so surprised by his performance in female clothing. Wasn't this a requirement for normal missions?
He hung the cloak on the hook next to him and looked at Berna's costume. He asked curiously, "You're a Druil?"
"Yes, I'm from the Heart of the Forest sect," Berna said proudly. The amulet hanging on her chest flashed with a magical light. "My mentor is Master Thorny Heart of the Moon Valley. My journey was arranged by my mentor."
"Master Thorny Heart? Is she still teaching apprentices? Didn't she say that she had retired and no longer personally taught apprentices? "
"Oh, a hundred years ago, my mentor lost all her pension money playing cards with the Prophet of the Moon Valley. She came back and recruited eight Druil apprentices and forty cooking apprentices …"
"Why did she recruit forty cooking apprentices?"
"The number of Druil apprentices is too small. The tuition fees are not enough to pay off the gambling …" Berna said these 'elven secrets' without a care in the world. But Solderlin only felt a sense of warmth and nostalgia after hearing this. Many people who did not know the truth always thought that elves were old-fashioned, conservative, had a poor sense of time and were not good at communicating with people. But in fact, elves were a race that knew how to enjoy life and entertain themselves. It was just that most of them were not as passionate and proactive in expressing their feelings as humans, which gave people the wrong impression.
Of course, Berna seemed to be an unusual elf. She was as passionate as a human, which was probably why her mentor allowed her to travel. With such a personality, it was easy for her to adapt to human society.
"By the way … you know about Master Thorny Heart, but you don't know about her return?" Berna looked at Solderlin curiously. "Have you been away from the Silver Empire for a long time?"
"… It's been a long time." Solderlin nodded. "I haven't been back for at least six or seven hundred years."
"Ah, then you should go back to your hometown when you have the chance. The royal city has changed a lot. The queen has ordered a new district to be built. It's the first time the royal city has expanded since the demonic wave …" Berna said excitedly. But halfway through, she suddenly changed her focus. She looked at Solderlin from head to toe and asked curiously, "Sister Sol, I've always felt that your smell is very special. It's not like the soil in this area. It's mixed with the smell of golden grass seeds. It seems to be a kind of spice sold by Ansu merchants, right? I've smelled it once or twice from a smuggler when I was in Typhon. "
Solderlin was a little surprised. He knew that the Silver Elves had a strong sense of smell, but Berna's ability to distinguish smells was too strong. But when he remembered that Berna was from the 'Heart of the Woods' faction, which was closest to plants, he was not so surprised. This faction of Druil was very sensitive to spices extracted from plants.
"I spent a little time in Ansu." Solderlin nodded. "So it was very difficult for me to pass the checkpoint. The Typhon soldiers were very vigilant against anyone coming from Ansu, even elves."
"You really spent time in Ansu?" Berna's eyes widened, and her face was full of joy. "Have you heard about the legendary hero of Ansu, the man named Gwen Cecil who came back from the dead? Have you seen him? "
Solderlin's heart skipped a beat, but his face was very calm. "I'm from the eastern part of Ansu, so I'm not very sure about it. But I've heard that after he came back from the dead, he built a pioneering territory near the Gloom Mountains."
The information about Cecil's pioneering territory had already spread, and there was no need to keep it a secret. But unless it was necessary, Solderlin did not want to expose his connection with Cecil's territory, even to his own countrymen.
It was not that he was overly vigilant, but a sense of responsibility. He knew that he was now shouldering a mission and had a sensitive identity. In order to avoid too much trouble, he had to maintain this vigilance at least until he returned to Cecil's territory to report to Gwen.
Bellna, on the other hand, did not mind Solderlin's vague words. She continued with a yearning look on her face, "A hero who came back from the dead … This is like a story told by bards. I really don't know what kind of person he is. It's said that Gwen Cecil and Her Majesty know each other. By the way, even though you haven't seen him, you should have heard more about him in Ansu than I did, right? I heard that the revived hero not only built a pioneering territory, but also prepared to reclaim Cecil's territory in the south? He even built an army for this purpose. Is it true? "
Building an army to reclaim the south — this was obviously a rumor made up by adventurers and mercenaries. Even though Solderlin himself felt that his old friend's purpose of building an army was to beat up children, he knew that Gwen's first choice of enemies were the monsters from the wasteland. So he could not help but shake his head. "It's most likely a rumor. I've never heard of Duke Cecil declaring war on the nobles of Ansu."
Berna frowned and thought for a while. "Oh … but I feel that it's not strange that he's going to fight the nobles of Ansu, especially the nobles of the south. After all, the entire southern territory used to be his fief. Now, the lords of the southern territory of An Su are tantamount to invading his territory. "
Solderlin did not comment on this question, but Berna did not stop there. "By the way, Sister Sol, if Duke Cecil really fights with the nobles of the south, do you think he can win?"
"How would I know?" Solderlin did not know whether to laugh or cry. He felt that this young elf girl was too curious about the human world. He was not as curious as she was when he first came out on his travels.
But it could also be that he put all his attention on finding the hair growth agent and did not pay much attention to other things.
Solderlin shook his head and threw the irrelevant thoughts out of his mind. He then used the weather as a topic to divert Berna's attention. For safety's sake, he did not want to continue talking about Cecil's territory.
After chatting for a while, Solderlin got up and said goodbye.
"Oh? Sister Sol, you can stay here. "Berna looked enthusiastic." My room is meant for two people, and it's already dark outside. "
Solderlin was a very principled person, and he did not want to have too much contact with Berna. "I have a place to stay, and I'm not used to sharing a room with others."
"Okay then …" Berna nodded. "Then I'll see you out."
Solderlin rejected her kindness. "No need. You're not used to the cold weather in the north. Stay here and warm yourself. We'll meet at the tavern tomorrow at noon. How about that? "
"Okay, it's a deal."
"That's a deal."
After leaving the Grey Whistle Inn, Solderlin looked at the dark night ahead and took a deep breath.
The cold winter air of the north poured into his lungs and was slowly exhaled, taking away some of the heat and making his mind clearer.
"At least I've solved the problem of the pass …"
In the room of the Grey Whistle Inn, Berna came to the window and let the cold night wind blow on her face through the gap of the window. Her eyes followed Solderlin who was walking into the night.
"Sol … Huh …"
Berna murmured softly, then turned away from the window and walked to the warm fireplace.
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