Sarlayan has learned through the barrage that elf dragons are intelligent species, but in fact not every elf dragon can speak.
Only a small number of individuals who have been in contact with other civilized races for many years can learn language, and most wild elf dragons can only make sounds.
The language spoken by this elf dragon is very similar to Thalassian, but there are subtle differences in some words, so it is not difficult to understand.
Sarlayan's mind was spinning, and he quickly understood that this little thing was speaking the language of the night elves, which is Kalimdor.
The name Kalimdor comes from the early night elves, meaning the land of eternal starlight.
The territory of the ancient Dark Night Empire was extremely vast. Except for a few lands occupied by trolls, most of ancient Kalimdor was under the control of Queen Azshara. The culture of the Dark Night Empire naturally had a negative impact on the various races of Kalimdor.
profound influence.
Many native races of Kalimdor, including furbolgs, quilboars, and tauren, speak Kalimdor, which has a status similar to the human lingua franca of the Eastern Kingdoms.
The voice of this elf dragon sounds like that of a girl. It may not sound loud at first, but it has actually been transmitted to a distant place through the blessing of magic.
It was too late to evacuate at this moment, so Sarlayan had no choice but to take out his weapon and put on a alert posture.
Valeela also realized that she had gotten into trouble, and without saying a word, she retreated behind Sarlayan and entered stealth mode.
"Shuashua~"
From the nearby tropical jungle, the sound of leaves rustling could be heard from far to near. Not long after, a slender figure with strong skills jumped out of the forest. The man bent his bow and shot an arrow at Sarlayan in mid-air.
Sarlayan did not hide or fight back.
This arrow was not aimed at Sarlayan himself, but was inserted into the ground in front of him with a warning.
"do not move!"
The figure landed firmly on the ground, blocking the elf dragon with eyes full of curiosity behind him, and pointed the arrow straight at Sarlayan.
The person who came was a "big" beauty with violet skin... Literally big, she was over 2 meters tall, and Sarlayan and Valeera had to look up to see her face.
Perhaps because she was stationed in a hot and humid tropical jungle, the clothing of this female bow-wielding warrior was relatively cool.
The exquisitely crafted leather armor protects the vital parts of the chest, and he wears a short skirt armor on his lower body. In addition to the shoulder armor and arm armor, he only wears a pair of leather boots on his legs. The armor does not cover a large area and is very flexible for movement.
In addition to the bow and arrow in her hand, the female warrior also carried two scimitars slung across her back, obviously for close combat.
[He appeared, and it turned out to be a night elf.]
[Valeera is reckless, but she can’t be blamed for this. After all, she has never seen such a cute creature like an elf dragon before. It’s just a woman’s nature.]
Although he was dressed very coolly, Sarlayan could not feel any sexual aura from the other party, only a valiant and heroic aura.
The female warrior frowned and looked at Sarlayan, her eyes full of caution.
"Who are you? Why did you sneak into Feralas in secret?"
"sneaking?"
Sarlayan smiled nonchalantly: "We walked in from the Thousand Needles Stone Forest openly and honestly. No one has stipulated that no one is allowed to enter here, right?"
"Stop rambling! Answer my question!"
The female ranger called Lena by the elf dragon was serious and stared sharply at Sharlayan, who was holding the sword tightly in her right hand, and the arrow in her hand might be released at any time.
At this time, Valeera had quietly sneaked up not far behind Levina. Just when she was about to step forward to stop her, Sarlayan suddenly made a vague gesture with his left hand.
Fortunately, Sarlayan's action was timely, and Valeera stopped the moment before taking action.
"wrong!"
The elf dragon seemed to have noticed something, and was spinning in circles a little anxiously.
"Lena! I saw two people, and one person is missing!"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Lena's mouth, and she glanced at Sarlayan's left hand as if pointing.
"I have discovered it a long time ago... I hope you know the truth, otherwise your companions would have already stepped into my trap."
"Let her come out and stop playing tricks."
Sarlayan narrowed his eyes slightly and activated the eagle eye technique to check the panels of Lena and the elf dragon.
The pinprick-like gaze made Lena frown subconsciously, but she did not launch an impulsive attack and still stared closely at Sarlayan's every move.
Character:Lena Linxin
Race: Night Elf
Status: High alert
Combat class: Level 35 ranger (elite template)
Faerie Dragon:Eternal Wings
Level:28
If they had to fight, Sarlayan and Valeera would not have no chance of winning.
If it were Sarlayan in the past, he wouldn't have cared about so many twists and turns, and anyone who dared to point a weapon at him would be met with a powerful counterattack.
But everyone will grow.
After experiencing the three major tests of the Battle of Quel'Thalas, Grim Batol and Orfa, Sarlayan was no longer as impulsive and irritable as before, and gradually became mature and steady.
Although he was unhappy with Lena's condescending command tone, Sarlayan did not do anything that could easily inflame the conflict, but calmly helped Valeela to delay.
"We come from the Eastern Kingdom across the sea, and we came to Kalimdor across the ocean to find our missing relatives."
"Across the sea?"
Lena's eyes showed a thoughtful look: "Could it be that you are the descendants of the upper elves mentioned in ancient stories?"
Sarlayan shrugged: "Although I don't know how you vilified us in your history books, I should be the descendant of the high elves you know. We are now called high elves."
"Then I can't let you go."
Lena's expression became more serious, and the Eternal Wings beside her also spread its wings in a fighting posture.
"Don't move...it's my turn to say this."
Just as she was about to release the arrow in her hand, Lena suddenly felt a cold metal touch on her neck.
"!!!"
"How can it be?!"
"Nothing is impossible. You are still too young and have little practical experience."
"The trap can be dismantled."
Valeera, who was dressed in black, placed two daggers coated with poison on Lena's neck and lower back respectively, and glanced coldly at Eternal Wings, who seemed to want to launch an attack.
"The same goes for you, little guy. If you don't want your friend to get hurt, just stop your little moves."
"Well……"
An unhappy expression appeared on Eternal Wing's face, and the glimmer of light on its wings gradually dissipated.
"Bad people! You are bad people!"
…
"Okay, now let's calm down and have a nice chat."
Lena and Eternal Wings were tied up with ropes. Valeela still stood behind them with a dagger in hand, while Sharlayan held a sword and asked Lena, who was full of dissatisfaction, questions.
"I'm not lying to you. We came to Kalimdor to find our missing family member. He should have disappeared in the Silithus area. Have you and your people noticed anything unusual recently?"
"Silithus?"
Lena, who gritted her teeth and glared at Sarlayan, was stunned for a moment, and a look of thought flashed subconsciously in her eyes.
Sarlayan's eyes lit up: "If you know anything, please tell us. We really have no ill intentions and will not cause any harm to you and your tribe."
"snort!"
Lena snorted disdainfully and looked down at the rope on her body.
"Is this your sincerity?"
Sarlayan spread his hands helplessly: "You forced us to take action, but we have always maintained restraint."
"Valeela, let her go first."
"Bah!"
Using a dagger to cut off the end of the rope, Valeera took a cautious step back, staying within the maximum attack range and watching Reiner's movements closely.
After breaking free from the restraints, Lena moved her wrist and looked at Sarlayan with a somewhat complicated look.
"There has indeed been some changes in Silithus recently, but given my authority, I don't know what exactly happened."
"If you really have a clear conscience, return to Feather Moon Fortress with me and directly ask General Shandis for details."
Hearing another unfamiliar name, Sarlayan reflexively turned his attention to the barrage and got the answer as expected.
[Shandris Feathermoon, the leader of the Sentinels, the adopted daughter of Tyrande Whisperwind, the High Priest of the Moon God, and one of the senior generals of the night elves, has a considerable voice in the clan. 】
[More than 1,200 years ago, an accident occurred in the ancient city of Erressalas in Feralas.]
[The leader of Sindra, Prince Tortheldrin, suddenly raised his butcher knife towards the people under his rule, massacring a large number of fellow upper-elves in the city of Elre'Thalas. 】
[Feathermoon Fortress was established at that time, and Shandris was sent to Feralas to monitor the changes in Elrethalas for a long time. 】
[Salayan, you'd better think carefully before making a decision. 】
[Shandis is a veteran warrior of the night elves. She is very powerful and cannot be defeated by you and Valeela. 】
[Shandis' adoptive mother, Tyrande Whisperwind, is very disgusted with the Highborne Elves. We are not sure whether Shandis will be affected by her. If Shandis intends to do harm to you...it is best to take the initiative to go to Feathermoon Fortress.