Feeling the biting frost on his cheeks, the half-elf Lausandal felt desperate.

He didn't know why this human magician had to deal with him, but he was sure that the person who came was not good.

He even thought of suicide, but unfortunately he was controlled, his hands and feet were pressed down by a blue mage's hand and could not move at all.

Then he could only barely look up, look back at the human magician in the dark, and slowly walk to his face.

The heart was filled with anger and fear.

How would he treat himself, torture or kill him directly?

Losandal has always liked the moonlight, and he suddenly felt that it was not a romance to be killed on such a bright moonlight night.

This is the unique feeling of the elves, and die next to your favorite things.

There is a kind of zeroing beauty.

Roland looked at the other person's expression, and saw that he was scared first, then relieved, and finally showed a smile of relief... Roland's first reaction, is this half-elf's head problem?

He sighed and asked, "Is it Lausandal?"

"Why ask me your name? If you want to kill me, kill me." Losandal, who has many scenes, snorted: "I will not betray my tribe members."

Roland raised his eyebrows and sighed.

This is a misunderstanding, but there is no way. If you don't hold him down, this guy will definitely have to run away.

The road is lined with woods. When the elves enter the woods, they are like fish entering the deep lake. It is quite difficult to find them, so they can only catch him.

It's just that... it's a bit rough.

"I didn't want to do anything to you," Roland squatted in front of him and said, "I was introduced by Beta. I need you to contact Ans for help. There are very important things to find him."

"Betta." Lausandal looked at the other party in surprise: "Wait, what's your name?"

"Roland."

"You said your name was Roland." Losandal screamed in grievance.

Roland smiled awkwardly: "If this is the case, you will definitely run away. If you want to find it, you may not be able to find it."

"Then let me go." Losandal looked at Roland with a very upset.

Roland shrugged embarrassedly.

Half a minute later, Losandal patted his clothes and said, "The name Roland has been mentioned by both Beta and Elder Ans. It seems that you should have a very strong position in Elder Ans' eyes. I can convey it on my behalf, and as for whether you can see it, it is not something I can decide."

"Of course, I'll bother you." Roland thought for a while and said, "How about I treat you to a big meal as an apology."

"Okay." Losandal's eyes lit up.

Then Roland took Lausandal to the hotel and ordered a lot of delicacies for him, spending almost a gold coin.

Losandal was very satisfied with eating. Roland chatted with him from time to time and got a lot of information about the elves.

Although it is not very important news, at least Roland has a more intuitive impression of the elves.

When it was almost dawn, Lausandal left.

Not long after, Susie, the drow elf, came to her door.

Her expression was quite annoyed: "You follow me."

Roland pointed to another glass of fruit wine on the table and smiled, "It seems that Losandal has found you, yes, I'm following you."

"Do you want to die?" Susie sat opposite Roland, staring at him fiercely, her slender eyebrows standing upside down, a bit like a scimitar, with some deterrence: "You dare to follow me on my territory."

"How can you find Losandal if you don't follow you? You have let him leave the town."

The truth is indeed this, but Suzy always feels dissatisfied.

She is a sword dancer, an agility warrior, and a special hidden combat profession that can be unlocked after working as a part-time thief profession.

It has good stealth ability, anti-submarine ability, and frontal combat ability that is not inferior to traditional warriors.

But she really didn't expect that a sword dancer would be followed by a mage.

It was like playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong and then playing a winning feeling.

Quite unhappy.

"You are very rude, I need you to apologize."

"Sorry." Roland said casually.

Susie was so angry that she was almost blown up. Roland was so straightforward that she felt perfunctory.

It's like an adult is perfunctory to children.

But she really couldn't get into Roland because she heard from Losandal that Roland seemed to be a very important person.

Elder Ans values ​​his appearance very much.

"Okay, I remember." Susie slammed the door and left.

Roland felt that...both Lausandal or Susie seemed to have a little childish temper.

For the next three days, Roland kept waiting for the news in the hotel. Of course, he would also take the time to browse the forum and study magic.

Three days later, Ans came to this hotel to look for him.

Roland asked the waiter to serve Ains with wine and cakes, and smiled and said, "It's amazing that a big man like you came here in person. I thought you would let me know and see you in the Elf Forest."

Ans was still handsome, but there seemed to be a little more fatigue between his eyebrows and eyes.

"I don't dare to let the lawless son of gold enter the house." He took a sip of fruit wine, looked up and down for a while, and said, "Besides, you grow very fast, and you don't dare to let you enter the forest casually. I remember that more than a year ago, you barely became an elite, but now you are on the road of master level. Are the sons of gold like you?"

"It's just that luck is better." Roland finished drinking his fruit wine in one sip, then poured himself a glass, and continued, "I'm here this time, I want to ask you to help me."

"Tell me." Ans smiled and said, "I hope it's not a ridiculous request."

"I want the juice of the World Tree, just one drop."

Chazi!

Ans directly pinched the silver wine glass in his hand into a twisted ball of metal, and the fruit wine splashed everywhere, naturally spraying towards Ans and Roland.

But they were all blocked by the magic shields on the two of them.

Ans stared at Roland with murderous intent: "Do you know what you said!"

"I know." Roland nodded.

"Do you know how important the Mother Tree is to us!"

Knowing. Roland nodded again.

"Then you dare to make such a request!" Ans directly smashed Roland's face with an unformed wine glass, but was blocked by the magic shield on Roland's body: "Do you want to die?"

"Of course I don't want it." Roland shook his head and said, "But I don't want much, just a drop."

Ans got up and was about to leave.

Roland shouted, "I'm not in vain. I can help you do something you don't want to do, but I can't let me do something evil."

"I will never hurt my mother or my own relatives."
Chapter completed!