Elven Reaper

There was a hint of mischief in Messiah's eyes: "Okay, young man, I'm going to attend the tree hole meeting. When I come back, I may bring you a small gift."

Akto stood up and said: "Senior Messiah, walk slowly."

He sent Messiah from the desk to the door of the library, but he was saying in his heart, you should be sure about the disguise.

Finally, Messiah saw his hesitant expression and said with a smile: "I can give you the art of disguise, but it depends on your performance."

Akto nodded quickly: "Hey, I promise I won't let you down."

Neither of them are stupid. Although they don't say it verbally, they actually understand in their hearts that they have become an alliance that depends on each other.

Although it is an alliance of unequal strength, Akto is convinced that Messiah is also in a situation where she is fighting alone, and she needs him very much.

Looking out from the window of the library, Messiah was walking towards the tree hole, getting further and further away.

Akto was about to look away when he suddenly saw a sneaky big duck popping up a duck head from behind a tree.

As if it was confirmed that Messiah had gone far, the duck clan leader Darcy shook her big feet and walked proudly to the library tree house.

Akto happened to look right at it.

Akto sat on the window frame and looked down at the big duck Darcy.

"Are you okay, grandson?" Akto greeted it.

Darcy yelled in a sharp voice: "You little bitch, I advise you to come down and be tortured as soon as possible. Don't do anything that will bring shame to the elves and make the Gray Ducks look down on you."

Akto suddenly became angry. You screamed "little bitch, little bitch" all day long. You're addicted, right?

I don’t know whose territory this is, right?

Akto wanted to go down and kill this duck, but he remembered that this duck was a level three warrior.

Yes, that's right, even a mere duck is a third-level warrior, but he is a first-level magician and a first-level archer.

I don't know if my two first-level magicians and martial arts masters can beat a third-level warrior.

From the time when the duck beat him up before, Akto could tell that although this duck did not have the attack power of a third-level warrior, it had corresponding defense power.

Akto had no chance of fighting this duck.

"You flat-haired beast, your greatest role is the duck burrito. Do you know that the duck rack is stewed in soup?" Akto retaliated in kind.

Darcy seemed to have discovered another crime against Akto, and jumped on his feet and shouted: "You little bitch, I will tell Elder Kenneth exactly what you said today. The Gray Mandarin Duck clan is the friend of the Elf clan. . Not only did you kill a friend, but you also wanted to eat the leader of the Gray Yuanyang Clan. You are finished, your soul has been completely demonized."

"Are you worthy of being a friend of the elves?" Akto mocked, "You are more like a friend of the old thief Kenneth."

Darcy seemed to be angry at his words. He supported the duck's head with a plump duck wing and groaned: "Oh, the elves are so unlucky. My old friend Kenneth is so unlucky that he met a scum like you."

Seeing that his words had touched Darcy's pain point again, Akto added more fire and said: "Old Bian Mao'er, if I remember correctly, Kenneth's life span is about to expire. Believe it or not, if Kenneth dies in the future, If you lose this support, you will be killed and eaten by the elves immediately."

Darcy's mouth was open with an expression of shock and panic.

It seems that this little bitch elf has a point. It thought blankly.

Akto whispered a spell, turned his palm over, and a fireball appeared in his hand.

"Hey, old Bianmao'er, look here." Akto called Darcy.

Darcy looked up at him.

Akto thought, and the fireball flew towards Darcy.

Darcy quickly flapped her wings and moved her fat body forward. At the same time, she kicked her two duck paws back half a meter.

"bang"

The fireball appeared at the spot where Darcy was standing, and then exploded, causing mud to scatter on the ground.

Darcy was affected by the power of the explosion, and a smell of burning hair came out.

Darcy screamed, turned around and ran away in a hurry, leaving a few duck feathers slowly falling down.

The power of the explosion is like the big firecrackers set off during the New Year celebrations in previous lives, which is not bad.

Akto rubbed his chin and looked at the duck as big as a goat, awkwardly twisting its buttocks, gradually running away, then turning into the woods and disappearing.

Logically speaking, Akto's fireball technique shouldn't be able to hurt it, but unfortunately, this duck has always been prone to thunder and no rain, and is very timid, so it was scared away.

Akto jumped down from the window sill.

After reading for a while, Akto rubbed his eyes, walked to the west window, and looked into the distance.

This is his general habit, to use his eyes in a balanced manner between work and rest.

Usually he would use his eyes for two to four hours and stand in front of the window to look at the distant scenery for ten to twenty minutes.

Doing so can not only revitalize tired and dry eyes, but also help relax a chaotic brain and clarify thoughts.

About one kilometer west of the library is a small mountain range, about thirty or forty meters high.

The hillside was covered with tangled bushes, tangled vines, and tough weeds, making it look like it had been abandoned for a long time.

But in Akto's memory, on the other side of the mountains is the Elf Orchard.

There are many unknown fruit trees planted in the Elf Orchard, which will bloom flowers similar to pomegranate flowers.

Then it will produce fruits as big as ping pong balls, with colors ranging from red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

The fruits of the seven colors taste slightly different, but they are all very crisp and delicious.

The most important thing is that eating these fruits can speed up the concentration of spiritual power, which is of great benefit to the practice of magicians and archers.

Akto read in the book that this kind of elf fruit was a very precious luxury product in the continent of Elphes six hundred years ago.

There is even a price but no market

But such a precious elf orchard no longer belonged to the elves a hundred and ten years ago.

The current owners there are the Holy Light Wolf clan.

It seems that the situation of the Holy Light Wolf Clan and the Duck Clan is very similar.

The Holy Light Wolf is a level three monster when it reaches adulthood, and the Wolf King is a level four monster.

Although they are wolves, their talents are not fighting and hunting. An adult Holy Light Wolf may not even be able to defeat an ordinary second-level monster.

Different from ordinary wolves, the Holy Light Wolf is a herbivorous animal with a very docile and cowardly character. It is the kind that dare not jump even if it stamps its feet.

If it didn't have the appearance of a wolf, it would be similar to a herbivore such as a white rabbit or a sheep.

The Holy Light Wolf has always been independent of the world, but it has also reached the point of being endangered.

The reason is that the eyes of the Holy Light Wolf can resist spiritual magic and have the effect of strengthening the magic circle. They are very precious magic materials.

Since Mage Tower published a paper on the magical value of the Holy Light Wolf's eyes, mercenaries from all over the continent rushed to hunt wolves.

The Holy Light Wolf clan has low strength, cowardly character, and no ability to fight back.

In just a few years, the originally small Holy Light Wolf Clan was hunted and killed.

The last handful of Holy Light wolves broke into the vast forest while evading pursuit.

The patrolling elven elders discovered this poor group and deliberately guided this small group of Holy Light wolves into the elven barrier.

After discussion, the kind and friendly elves decided to cede the elven orchard to the Holy Light Wolves for their reproduction.

After thanking the elves a lot, the Holy Light Wolves settled in the Elf Orchard.