[Western Fantasy] The black-skinned elf also wants to hug the rich woman’s lap today

Ivan finally comforted the white horse that was acting like a young lady, and climbed on the horse's back without much success. He pulled the reins and trotted around a few times in frustration, like an old bachelor who had been dumped by his girlfriend.

Arnold was scolded by the unhappy captain, and he reluctantly took off his clanking armor and put on the rattan armor specially used for scouts.

"This is not cool at all!" he complained.

On the contrary, his little gray donkey showed a "saved" look.

Sylvia raised her head and gestured with her hands to indicate the height of the big black horse, thinking about how to mount it.

Indeed, the wild horses from the Trembling Forest are of extraordinary size and ferocious character. Even though this black horse has been an improved breed that has been domesticated for several generations, it is still rarely visited in the market - for humans, it is too tall. Paired with a corresponding outfit, it's a bit more valuable than it should be. For the light elves, it is not so "pure". The elves like to use docile unicorns as mounts, and they look down upon horses born in savage lands. As for other large races, such as giants and ancient dragons, they can either fly or run, and horses are not among their needs.

O'Brien was given a bargain, and with three months' salary advanced from Alvin, he bought this good horse that could both ride and carry.

"Wait a minute." O'Brien poked Sylvia's shoulder with a finger, trying to push her away from the black horse to prevent the horse from accidentally injuring her later. It was obvious that Sylvia didn't notice his presence and was startled the moment he touched her and took a step back.

"I'm sorry." After reacting, the pastor lady felt that she was being rude, and her beautiful eyes that had been opened wide due to fright gradually closed, "You are really... a little hard to distinguish."

Get used to it. O'Brien patted the big black horse on the head and whispered a string of elvish words in its ear, trying to make it behave. Then the elf with long arms and legs jumped onto the horse with its good jumping ability, saving the cost of placing stirrups.

Good guy. O'Brien stroked the black horse's mane in appreciation, bent down and stretched out his hand to Sylvia: "Come on, Miss Priest."

This time Sylvia carefully observed the elemental fluctuations in the space and raised her hand to reach the elemental void. Then she felt her hands being tightly wrapped in leather gloves.

ah. Before she could react, she was pulled up by him. After experiencing a brief feeling of weightlessness, she realized belatedly that he was half-hugging her, hugging her onto the horse's back, and placing her behind him.

The quiver carried by the elf archer on his back was between the two of them, and Sylvia could touch it without raising her hand. It was the most ordinary wood, and there were no carvings on it to increase the capacity. The arrows should also be the most ordinary iron arrows. She didn't find any flow of elements on them.

She had never been close to others. When she was at Balian Academy of Light, she would always be alone and think quietly in the prayer room, let alone ride with others, so she had to hold the elf's hand with her hand first. cloak.

But she soon discovered that this didn't work. Once the black horse started running, its unharnessed back would bump like huge waves from a storm, and she was like a small boat in the sea. Sylvia had no choice but to hug the waist of the elf in front of her to maintain balance.

Take it easy, take it easy. O'Brien breathed out to cheer himself up, but his back was inevitably as straight as a steel plate.

Romance novels are indeed a lie. There are no young (?) young girls’ love affairs, only the silence of two people and one person’s fault.

Damn Alvin!

Two horses and one donkey ran wildly on the adventurer-only driveway in Gabu City and soon reached the city gate.

The walls of Gabu City were originally designed by dwarves and built by giants. The bricks and stones that built the city wall were quarried from the Weeping Stone Forest in the south. No matter how delicate the suspension formation was, the ten-meter-high giant stones could not reach the weight that other races could carry. In the end, only giants could carry and erect them. The towering and solid city wall can withstand a dragon war. It is precisely because of this that Gabu City is known as an insurmountable line of defense against the abyss.

The city gate was bustling with activity, and dozens of adventure teams had gathered waiting to leave the city. There was a team that was short of people on the side, shouting loudly to recruit lone adventurers.

Ivan issued a teleportation array number plate to each member of the team. In order to encourage adventurers to go to the abyss buffer zone to the east to complete tasks, Gabu City has specially opened a teleportation array that leads directly to the Trembling Forest, and the round trip is free. Under this discount, many teams still overcame their fear of parasitism in the abyss and took on missions in the Shivering Forest and even the Wilderness.

Therefore, at noon, there were still long queues waiting for ticket checking in front of the teleportation arrays at the city gate.

"Senior Sylvia?" A clear female voice came from the noisy crowd.

People you know? O'Brien looked at the priest sitting behind him, and then at the red-haired girl in the priest's robe who was greeting in the crowd.

Sylvia didn't expect to meet someone she knew. She was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, she accurately called the person's name: "Hello, Flora."

"You really came to Gabu City to find an internship as they said!" The red-haired girl ran over happily, like a lively deer, circling around Sylvia, "Congratulations! You found the right one. Team!"

Sylvia responded with a casual smile: "You too, come on for the internship."

"Hey, I can't compare to my senior sister." The girl touched her head in embarrassment.

Ivan called them from the front to check the tickets.

"Then I won't disturb you, come on, senior!" Flora waved her hand vigorously, flicking her red braid.

Sylvia also nodded in her direction as a farewell.

Seeing the group of people walking further and further away, his companion nudged the red-haired girl with his elbow: "Who is that? The blind priest?"

Flora glared at her companion playfully: "She is the legend of Balian Academy of Light, 'Lucky Sylvia'."

"Lucky?"

"She was adopted as an adopted daughter by Priest Leo when she was born. When she was a child, her family became rich overnight and she became a new noble in the imperial city. At the age of twelve, she showed extraordinary affinity to the elements and was admitted to the Balian Academy of Light that countless Illuminati believers yearned for. . The top student in the eyes of teachers, the heartthrob in the hearts of classmates, everyone loves Sylvia, even if she can't see her, she is lucky enough."

Flora pouted, pulled her braid, and tried to tie it up: "But I almost didn't recognize it just now. She cut her hair short. It must be to make it easier to move in the forest and prevent branches from getting caught in her hair. It's true. Senior Sister Sylvia.”

"Alas." Then she sighed, feeling a little sad. "I originally thought the rumors that she was coming to participate in the internship were false. After all, her situation... with her level of study of battle techniques, there is no need to participate in actual combat internships. I heard this several times A teacher said that as long as she stays in the college to repair the old formations, the college will definitely arrange a good way for her, not to mention she has a high-ranking adoptive father."

"But now it seems that she got what she wanted!" Flora thought about it and became happy again.

But her companion was worried: "The person she was riding with just now always felt weird..."

"Oops!" The companion suddenly remembered something, opened his eyes wide and patted his head.

"Isn't that the famous dark elf!"

O'Brien on the other side had no idea how heated a discussion his identity would cause after they left. He took out his and Sylvia's number plates from his cloak pocket and handed them to the ticket inspector.

The ticket inspector was wearing a special dark green uniform and sitting at the door of the teleportation array. He checked the mission corresponding to the number plate and confirmed that he was going to the Trembling Forest. He raised his eyes and looked at the two people: "Distress firework bombs, one-time first aid purification circle, parasitic self Have you brought all the test strips?”

O'Brien nodded repeatedly: "Those who know the rules are all here."

The ticket inspector returned the number plate to O'Brien and said seriously: "If there are any missing ones, be sure to fill them in when you get to the outpost. The Shivering Forest has not been peaceful recently."

It was obvious that he had said this so many times today that his voice was hoarse.

Thank you for your hard work, workers. O'Brien gave him a sympathetic look, followed Aiwen and Arnold in front, and stepped into the teleportation circle together.

There are already many people in the circle. Unlike the hustle and bustle outside, the atmosphere inside was quieter, with only the footsteps of horses on the ground heard. When the time came, a dazzling blue beam of light lit up around the circle. Everyone couldn't help but close their eyes. When they opened their eyes again, they had arrived at the outpost located to the west of the Trembling Forest.

Said to be a base, it is actually just a slightly crude supply station. The teleportation array has strict requirements on the weight of teleported items, so many large materials cannot be transported in. Looking around, the base is full of the simplest white tents to meet the living needs of various personnel. Even the separation walls are just ordinary bricks. stone structure.

The base also serves as a small medical station and testing station. All adventurers returning from the abyss buffer zone must be tested here to prevent the risk of being infected by the abyss.

The personnel at the base once again confirmed to the team that they had carried the "three-piece life-saving suit" before opening the entrance to the Trembling Forest for them.

"I didn't expect the management to be so strict." Just after leaving the base, Ivan breathed a sigh of relief.

In order to maintain the quality of the teleportation array, the outpost was built in the middle of a large crater, which meant they needed to walk a long way uphill. The strange thing is that there is no grass growing in this basin, leaving the monsters nowhere to hide.

The adventure team has traveled this road too much before, but now this section of the road is still in the safe zone. Ivan didn't feel too much pressure and started to let himself go and chatted and laughed.

"Look at this land." He pointed to the dry soil on the ground. The white horse's hoofs left a burst of dust on the ground. "I heard that this deep pit was caused by the bombardment of the ancient dragon's dragon flames."

He opened his arms exaggeratedly: "With such a large size and such power, a single blast of dragon flame can form a pit. As people born in the era of light, we cannot imagine the glory that once belonged to the ancient race."

"But..." He narrowed his beautiful blue eyes and smiled sarcastically, "Times have still abandoned them."

"With that, their gods left."