Miss Elf Dragon

When she heard the pope mentioning the three hundred elves in a bad way, Pelotina became a little nervous and worried about their current situation.

"My people should have come to the Holy See a long time ago. We elves are full of friendship towards the God of Light and the divine Holy See. We hope that our tribe's faith will not be extinguished and the race will continue to develop. It's just that we have just faced the Elf God. The reality of military service will inevitably make you feel sad and somewhat uncomfortable with your new beliefs."

Perotina first explained eloquently the reasons why her tribe was unfriendly to the Holy See, so as to avoid a direct conflict with the Holy See, and then asked about their current situation.

"I wonder what my people are doing every day now. Can I see them as soon as possible?"

Perotina asked directly, feeling that even if she was a hostage, she would not be restricted from even this little freedom.

Looking at the somewhat anxious Perotina, the Pope shook his head and smiled.

"They are not in the Holy See now, but are visiting several major doctrinal sites in the Holy See. Some places are far away and it will take several months to return."

Before Perotina had time to think carefully about the meaning of these words, the Pope brought up the next topic.

"I heard you brought two interesting little pets."

"Yes."

Pelotina put her hand into the large cloak and took it out, then she took out the sable soul-eating rat with one hand and the firebird Dodo with the other hand.

Without handing it to the Pope or coming closer to show him, Pelotina held the two little ones in her arms, indicating that the Pope was them.

"This, well, it's a sable soul-eating rat. It's a rare phantom beast, and Pelotina, who has already signed a master-servant contract, is really lucky."

The Pope looked at Xiao Zi and saw that it had recognized Perotina as its master. Its life was controlled by the Lord and its death was related to the Lord. His interest was not that great.

The development of high-level monsters is related to opportunities, but the most important thing is bloodline talent. After the sable soul-eating rat signs a master-servant contract with the human race, its qualifications will be greatly affected by its master. If the master does not have the magic origin of its type or has poor qualifications, then there will be very little room for the continued development of Warcraft. .

Illusion magic is a niche magic in the magic system, and I have never heard of Pelotina being proficient in this area, so this rare sable soul-eating rat may be useless in the future.

After making his judgment, the Pope stopped looking at Xiao Zi and turned to look at the majestic Firebird Dudu.

"This is a blazing bird, no, no, the blazing bird is not that small. Well, what kind of magical beast is it?"

The Pope gave Perotina a questioning look.

"It's a variation on turkey."

Perotina gave the answer with certainty.

"turkey"

The Pope was clearly not convinced.

Turkey is a very low-level monster, basically at the bottom of the food chain. This little red bird looks beautiful and energetic. He is not a fire magician and cannot sense the strength of its magic source, but he can feel the amazing energy contained in its body.

"Yes, it is true. I picked it up when I was walking through the World of Warcraft Forest. At that time, its mother chicken and brothers were being hunted by other Warcraft, and it was left in the grass before it hatched. I saw it with my own eyes. It breaks out of an ordinary turkey egg shell and grows into something different than ordinary turkeys.”

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It was Firebird Dudu's idea to become a turkey.

The powerful bloodlines of Warcraft are relatively pure, and the possibility of mutation is very high, so the corresponding racial types are also relatively limited, and most of them are well known to the world.

Low-level monsters are different. Their ancestors have mixed bloodlines. There are many types of ancestors, and even the ancestors of the same species of monsters are far from each other. In this case, it is more common for freaks to be born. Not many are genetically optimized, and quite a few die soon after birth due to excessive blood.

Pelotina added two more points of supporting evidence, and without any trace, she made the Pope think in this direction. In the end, she saw that he relaxed his brows and accepted the fact that the firebird had turned into a turkey.

"That's really rare. It's a gift from the Creator. God of Light, please bless this lucky guy to have a smooth future."

The Pope prayed to the God of Light with emotion, but did not see the disdain and disgust in the eyes of the man and the two beasts who were listening respectfully.

Perotina: The elves are at odds with the god of light who wants to subjugate them as a subordinate race.

Firebird: It’s really unpleasant to see that guy from the God of Light being an enemy of Shiloh.

Xiao Zi: Since the master doesn’t like the God of Light so much, of course he hates it too.

After all the topics of interest were discussed, the Pope motioned for Perotina to leave.

Perotina was also happy with this. She stepped back two steps and saluted, then left this large, empty and oppressive room with her two little ones.

The Holy See arranged for Perotina to live in a small independent palace near other gods, sons and goddesses. Perotina was very satisfied with all the arrangements, except for the people.

After driving away too many waiters, Pelotina only left a few maids who cleaned the house and did simple work of welcoming guests.

Without staying in her dormitory for too long, Perotina walked around twice to get familiar with it, then went to another palace not far from her residence, the palace of Nero, the Son of God.

"I can go see Nero."

After leaving the palace, Perotina stopped and asked the knight who had been following her.

It was the acquaintance who sent her to the Holy See, the captain of Team 7, and now she knew his name was Victor. Victor has been following her since she left the Pope. The Pope said that for convenience, the seventh team of the Holy Knights will be used by her in the future.

Perotina was not disgusted by the obvious surveillance, and planned to use it more in the future to make it more comfortable.

Perotina is friendly and respects his opinions. Victor is naturally willing to make things more convenient for Perotina and will often actively cooperate with her.

"Of course you can. You and Son of God Nero are old acquaintances and have experienced crises together. Your friendship is different from ordinary people. If you interact more and deepen your relationship, your future life in the Holy See will be more satisfactory."

Victor actually started to think about Perotina. Not only that, but he also provided her with some inside information.

"You should pay more attention to one thing. After Nero returned to the Holy See, his temperament changed. He often lost his temper. Many people below suffered. You should also be careful not to touch the sensitive points of the Son of God. I heard that it was Because something bad happened to the Son of God while he was in captivity, you must not mention this for a while.”

Victor's expression was serious, which made Perotina understand the importance of this matter. In fact, everyone who evoked bad memories of Nero is no longer alive, whether they did it intentionally or not.

Perotina pursed her lips in silence. She didn't know that Nero would have such a change later.