A gust of breeze traveled rapidly through the forest, carrying a black figure in it.
Dead tree trunks that have long lost their branches and leaves have become his first choice for settling down. He will not stay in one position for more than a second. If you don't pay attention, you will not be able to detect his existence.
In just one night, Ivo, who escaped from the city of Saou, has already passed through the territory of Vilnin and penetrated deep into the territory of Eli. It won't be long before he can return to the quiet city.
Compared to flying on a dragon, he is faster alone.
After an unknown amount of time, Ivor finally returned to the outside of the Quiet City, where he once fought a necromancer.
At this moment, a cry for help came to his ears, accompanied by several thin screams.
Iver was stunned for a moment, then rushed towards the location where the call came from.
When he came to the bottom of the city wall, the scene that happened in front of him made his face livid. Three dwarves were working together to deal with a female elf. They said they were fighting together, but in fact it was a one-sided battle. The female elf was suppressed and retreated steadily.
Most of the clothes were torn, making it difficult to cover the beautiful body underneath.
The three dwarves were not in a hurry to deal with the enemy. They just looked at the elf jokingly and put pressure on her.
"What are you doing?" Ivor asked with a stern face, the aura of a legendary creature flowing out unabashedly.
Feeling the momentum of the legendary creature, the three dwarves trembled, their legs and feet went limp, and they were unable to say anything at all.
"I'll give you a chance to explain." The elf in black said slowly: "Although I think this is useless, I still give you a chance. If you can't give me a convincing reason, I will give you a reason for your behavior just now.
If you want to defend yourself, then you will die here."
"We...we are giving her a chance to atone for her sins!" A sturdy dwarf said loudly.
"That's right." A dwarf holding a warhammer echoed: "For a long time, the elves have oppressed us dwarves like this, and even protected the criminals who killed the dwarves, just because the criminal was an elf! This is the punishment she deserves,
She should atone for the actions of her fellow elves!"
"What are you talking about?" Iver frowned and looked at the elves beside him with some confusion.
The appearance of Ivor made the female elf's pressure disappear. She collapsed on the ground, folded her hands in front of her body, and looked in the direction of Ivor.
I don't know whether it was the tears in the elf's eyes, the long silver hair, or the injuries on her body that aroused the bad memories of Ivor. Coupled with the previous betrayal of the dragon, he had already accumulated a lot of memories in his heart.
Anger.
"Now it's your turn to atone for your sins." Ivor pronounced the fate of these dwarves in a deep voice, "Use your blood and your soul to atone for your sins."
The two dwarves sensed the approaching danger, but before they could take any action, their heads flew high and they lost all consciousness.
The only one who survived was the dwarf holding the war hammer. He survived because he raised the war hammer in time and blocked it in front of him.
Looking at the deformed warhammer in his hand and the dead companion beside him, the dwarf felt fear in his heart. Just as he wanted to turn around and escape, he fell to the ground.
The dwarf tried to get up from the ground, but he couldn't do it anyway. There was no feeling in his lower body. He looked back tremblingly and saw that his body had been cut off at the waist, and his blood and organs were scattered all over the floor.
, this was also the last scene he saw.
After executing several dwarves, Ivor shook the sword in his hand, and there was no blood left on the blade.
Ivor took out a piece of black clothing from the space treasure, threw it to the elf sitting on the ground, and then prepared to go to the Quiet City.
"Sir...are you planning to go to the Quiet City? Now is not a good time." Seeing that Ivor was planning to enter the city, she said quickly.
Being stopped by this female elf, Iver stopped, but did not want to look back even once. He turned his back to her and asked: "What happened? And, where are the guards in the city? What happened under the city wall?
Do they care about the matter?"
Seemingly remembering some bad memories, she sighed: "There was a riot in the city...a riot caused by dwarves. The quiet city lost its previous order. Even the city lord's palace was attacked by dwarves, and the guards had already been captured.
Transfer away."
"Riot?" Ivor's face darkened. He didn't expect that such a thing would happen in the city while he was away.
"Those dwarves... they were just... just carried away by anger. None of this should have happened... No one should be injured or die in this kind of thing..."
Looking at the dwarf corpse not far away, there was a trace of pity in her eyes.
Kind and enthusiastic elves do not want to see the appearance of death. Elves always feel pity for the death of any living creature.
However, in the face of evil that attacks on its own initiative, there will always be elves like Ivor who are accustomed to the company of death to step forward.
Feeling the kindness in her heart, even if the object of her kindness was the dwarf who had planned to harm her not long ago, Ivor sighed and did not try to change her mind. Once upon a time, Ivor was also such an elf. p>
"You are a resident of the city. I can send you back to the city and arrange for other elves to protect you before the riot ends. Trust me." Ivor said firmly.
Looking at the elf in black who always turned his back to her, a gentle smile appeared on her face: "I'll trouble you along the way."
There was a rustling sound from behind, but Ivo remained unmoved. When the sound stopped, the silver-haired elf behind had already put on the clothes Ivo gave her.
Suddenly, she let out a cry of surprise, which was accompanied by some pain.
Iver was startled, worried that the situation had changed, and turned around quickly, only to see the silver-haired elf slumped on the ground, rubbing his red and swollen ankles with his hands.
She was wearing a black outfit that belonged to Ive, which didn't look well-fitting. Her shoulders were raised high and her cuffs were a little too long.
"Are you okay?" Ivor took the initiative to turn his gaze sideways and asked at the severed head of the dwarf not far away.
"It's okay... It's just that I don't have any mana, and I can't even recover from this level of injury." The silver-haired elf said with a reddish face: "Can I trouble you..."
Ivor had no choice but to turn his back to her and squat down, saying: "Come up."
"Thank you...you are really an elf with noble character." The silver-haired elf came to Ivor's back and was carried on his back without any effort. "My name is Sodofei, I am Master Jenny's apprentice. Your name is
What name?"
"Are you Jenny's apprentice?" The elf in black looked a little surprised: "The name is not important, I am just an elf who wants to take revenge on the necromancer."
After saying that, without waiting for Sodofei to reply, Ivo's figure flashed and disappeared together with the silver-haired Sodofei.