The Sosa Plain was transformed into a white ocean by heavy snow, and Rikka was still walking at the forefront, killing all mercenary groups and caravans.
Perseus and Hasya still have not fully recovered, and the two brothers speak very little every day. It is a humiliating setback brought by the Pava Federation.
Christine, who had recovered most of her strength, was walking at the end. She still only had three poison beads around her neck, but her overall complexion was much better.
"Further forward we should reach the Emerald Valley. I don't know what the situation is like there. Can we allow us to practice quietly for a while?"
"Rikka, please put on your mother-in-law mask, and let me disguise Perseus and Hastur, so as not to get entangled with some miscellaneous fish."
After hearing this, Christine put away the map and saw that five places on this map had been circled with red ink, and the last place was outlined with black ink.
Rikka nodded when she heard the words, then put on her mother-in-law mask and walked forward again. The next morning, the four finally arrived at the Emerald Valley, but their expressions were different.
Rikka turned her head and looked in confusion, Perseus opened his mouth stupidly, Hasta's mouth corners slightly raised, and Christine frowned, seemingly unable to understand this place.
The entrance to the valley is narrow and long, and the so-called city gate is nothing more than two giant wooden fences that open and close in half. It is like a miniature town, but all the residents are mixed-blood elves!
The caravan came with gold coins, and left before sunset with the full load of trucks. The mercenaries still looked drunk, and the nobles were still arrogant and spending money like water.
Christine felt that everything was unreal. Once upon a time, or in a dream, this was the safe haven she longed for.
She looked at the line of ancient elf text, "All ethnic groups are welcome, even pure-blood elves and dark elves." She suddenly wanted to stay here for a while. But after seeing Rikka's lifeless eyes, Christine also
The Emerald Valley can only be considered a temporary respite.
"Little girl, does it smell good? Buy some to eat on the road. It tastes very good." A mixed-blood elf vendor waved to Liuhua, and then began to sell the fruit soup she cooked by herself.
It is a unique aroma mixed with many kinds of fruits. It is refreshing and slightly sweet, and the sense of satisfaction and appetite are intertwined.
However, Rikka, who had never left her hands with snacks, shook her head when she heard this, and then turned around and left. Ever since she woke up, the little girl has looked like this, like a walking corpse. She only becomes more energetic when fighting. p>
"Oh? Is this thing called fruit soup? It seems to taste very good. Give me one." Christine was naturally not like Rikka. She praised her first and then handed the other party a few silver coins.
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When the mixed-blood elf vendor heard this, he quickly said yes and gave Christine an extra glass of fruit juice. However, it was his next move that actually exposed Christine's identity.
It was an impeccable elf gift. When Christine saw this, she subconsciously bowed and returned the gift. It was also a flawless elf gift. However, all the guards' eyes were fixed on this "foreigner". Because of this situation
Very abnormal.
On this day, Christine and her group of four arrived at the Emerald Valley. As soon as they stepped into it, their identity was exposed due to Christine's subconscious etiquette of the elves, and then the four of them were "invited" to the Ancient Tree Palace.<
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"He is not my opponent, and neither are you." With a bang, a certain Emerald Valley guard was thrown into the Ancient Tree Palace. His heart had been pierced, and there was no chance of survival.
Rikka's voice rang out, and the little girl was very happy that the other party acted like this, which also gave her another reason to kill everyone here.
"Of course it's like you said. I'm just a two-feather archer, so how can I be my opponent who can kill the great swordsman? Not to mention the addition of a great dark magician."
Cindy, the Emerald Valley garrison, neither became angry after hearing this, nor was she frightened by Rikka and knelt down to beg for mercy. He just looked at Christine, at this peak powerhouse who dared to leave the Whispering Forest.
"I also lived there, logging giant trees in the barren highlands, catching poisonous insects in the Chaos Sacred Vine Swamp, hunting antelope in the Hurricane Plains, and fishing by the Longtoe River."
"Is Siren Fjord still noisy every night? Does the giant wolf Fennir still live in the Fantasy Forest?"
Cindy, who was stationed in the Emerald Valley, motioned for everyone to sit down, and then spoke again. Christine seemed to have guessed what the other party was thinking, and then reassured Rikka not to act rashly.
Looking at the displays in the Ancient Tree Palace, and then looking out the window at the scenery of the Emerald Valley, Christine felt more and more like the Whispering Forest, or the other person’s former hometown.
Maybe it was because we were both mixed-blood elves, or maybe it was too depressing during this period. In short, Christine's story continued from the morning to the branches above the moon, and just ended with the other party's unfinished expression.<
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"As long as I don't destroy the status quo of Emerald Valley, I won't embarrass you."
"But if the Pawa Federation cavalry comes, then I will naturally not provide any protection. On the contrary, I will fully assist the Pava Federation in hunting you down."
"This is the sadness of the mixed-blood elves. There is a glimmer of hope at the end of a desperate situation, but the end of hope becomes the entrance to despair."
Emerald Valley garrison Cindy just chose to take in Christine and her four people because she opposed the Pava Federation's decision to return to the ancient continent.
In Cindy's eyes, since the other party is capable of causing mischief in Jackdaw City, it is worthy of her to show her kindness. And the reason why he did this is just to leave an extra way for the mixed elf group to escape.
He never thought of being so weak, but since he couldn't cultivate to the peak of strength, he must learn to observe people's words and emotions, and distinguish who is trustworthy and who is a wolf in sheep's clothing.
"Then thank Cindy for being stationed in advance. We will abide by the laws in Emerald Valley."
"I am not a great mage here, but just like you, I am an Elf."
"As for what you call 'sadness'... You have walked your own path. Since you complain about your bad fate, why do you always like to mention your identity as a mixed-blood elf?"
Cindy was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then fell into deep thought. However, a moment later, when Cindy found an excuse again and planned to refute Christine, she was the only one left in the ancient tree palace.
From that day on, Christine and the four of them temporarily lived in the Emerald Valley. Perseus and Hastur spent the whole day practicing hard in the tree house, while Christine read a book again, and it seemed that all
Things are back on track. Comparable to the peaceful life in the Whispering Forest, Christine likes the scent of grass and trees that blends into her nasal cavity, which allows her to adjust her mental state to the best.
However, Rikka is still alone in a daze every day, with the little girl leaning on the branches and shrinking into the shade of the greenery. The climate of the Emerald Valley can be said to be completely opposite to that of the Pawa Federation. The four seasons here are like spring, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. However,
Rikka admired it flawlessly. Her mind was filled with the image of Boom. As long as she closed her eyes, she would think of her brother being whipped at this moment, with his skin torn and bloody.
"If I'm still alive, then my brother is still alive."
"But this is not the life Rikka wants. If she had a choice, Rikka would definitely die after meeting her brother without hesitation, and would not want to linger here."
Rikka turned her attention to the tree house. She could sense the cultivation status of the three companions, but she still felt that the speed was too slow, so slow that she wanted to leave.