Elf Archer of Life in Another World

The night fell, and bursts of cheers came from the arena behind them. The shadows of the two people were lengthened by the sound and light, and connected with the darkness at the end of the alley, like a twisted bridge or a bottomless abyss.

Stepping on his own shadow, the body shape of one of them gradually changed. His thick limbs became thinner, and his fat belly shrank back, rearranging into eight-pack abs.

Dion stretched out comfortably, straightened his hair, then stretched out his hand and put it on Niannian's shoulder:

"Today's meal is a rare treat. I have never tasted such exquisite and delicious food in both worlds."

Nian Nian raised his hand and tugged on the collar of his cloak to prevent it from being crushed by him. He smiled and said, "Don't talk nonsense when you go back. They will definitely want to kidnap the chef."

"To be honest, I do have this idea now," Dion touched his chin, "Go back and sneak into the Duke's residence to have a look. Even if you can't kidnap anyone, you can still sneak a few meals."

"Congratulations, you have found a real use for your new skills."

Nian Nian said in a brisk tone. If Dion can really kidnap the chef, then she will go home every day and have three meals a day, plus afternoon tea and midnight snacks.

"If you think my skills are useless, just say so." Dion hit her on the head and pressed down the arm on her shoulders.

Nian Nian was lifting his legs to walk. He tripped and his calves went numb. He almost fell face first to the ground. He hurriedly grabbed Dion's arm and looked down:

"It's you who put the rope again!"

"You didn't pay attention to your steps."

Dion put her straight, and a thin green vine quickly slipped away from Nian Nian's ankle and disappeared into Dion's cuffs with a slithering sound. Before disappearing, he waved a small leaf to say hello to Nian Nian.

"You cheapskate, why don't you just complain." Nian Nian muttered in a low voice and limped forward - she was only immune to oral toxins, and this external paralysis toxin was still effective.

"Walk slowly, we can admire the moon and discuss where else my new skills can be used."

Dion's smile was bright and sunny, but Nian Nian curled his lips and stayed away without leaving a trace. This handsome guy who looks like a Greek sculpture usually looks like a gentle gentleman. Now this look is not only rare, but also very dangerous.

No wonder he has a good relationship with Nick. Think about it. How can a person who specializes in various vine manipulations and flower toxins have a gentle personality?

"Watch the road carefully, you have to wait three minutes before you can walk normally." Dion held her shoulders and reminded her.

"Hey," Nian Nian suddenly remembered something and jumped in front of him with one leg, "When you and Nick fought before, who won? Was it you? How did you win?"

Dion quickly reached out to help him and nodded: "I won, but for the sake of the dignity of our respected leader, the specific details will be kept secret."

"Well..." Nian Nian lowered his head in thought, and suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head, "Ah! Why did you hit me on the head again!"

Dion withdrew his fist and tapped her forehead: "Don't even think about causing trouble and letting us fight."

Nian Nian covered his head with his hands and glared angrily: "Then I will file a lawsuit when I get back and say you beat--"

"Hey, where did the wild mandarin ducks come from? Grandpas just ran out of wine money, please help me a little~"

In order not to attract attention, the two of them deliberately chose a winding and narrow alley. Unconsciously, they were almost out of the Purple City. Under the dim lights on both sides, there were also many rats, a specialty of the City of Usher.

Dion blocked Nian Nian behind him and looked at the dozen or so eyeless "little mice" in front of him. The vine seeds in his palms grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen green vines covered with barbs were pulled out.

etc! wind?

Dion used his right hand to firmly protect Nian Nian behind him, and the vines on his left hand were intertwined, forming a large green net in front of him.

The wind howled and there was silence. The faint smell of blood floated over and became stronger in an instant. However, Dion put away his defenses and Nian Nian poked his head out from behind him in surprise.

Nick stood behind the broken limbs on the ground, looked at Dion who was unharmed, and clicked his tongue in boredom. When his eyes turned to Nian Nian, they softened instantly.

Dion looked up at the sky: "It seems that someone has been waiting nearby for most of the night and is in a bad mood."

"When I think of you, a humanoid self-propelled cannon, being her male companion, I certainly won't be in a good mood."

Nick turned around neatly and waved: "Let's go home."

......

After discovering that Dion's calves were numbed by Nian Nian, Dion's clothes finally suffered a disaster and were cut into rags by the surrounding wind blades. As a result, because Nian Nian glanced at him too many times, Nick walked directly from the road. A drunkard nearby stripped off a piece of stinking rags and threw them to Dion, who had no shame.

Nian Nian rubbed his eyebrows and walked helplessly between the two of them. Looking at Nick who stole someone's clothes and then destroyed their body, he brought up the business.

"I want the war on Eggberg's side to break out as soon as possible."

"Yeah." Nick pulled Nian Nian away from the smelly Dion - it smelled like the drunkard had vomited on his clothes.

"Hmm." Dion began to look for other clothes within sight.

"Don't you have anything to ask?" Nian Nian asked depressedly. Isn't the reaction of these two people too bland?

"No, it's pretty good." Dion saw a pretty good piece of clothing from a second-floor window. He walked over and opened the door. "I'll go up and get something. Please wait a moment."

"No wait, catch up by yourself." Nick pulled Nian Nian away without looking away.

"Okay, then I'll do it as soon as possible." Dion was a little helpless. In this case, he could only choose the fastest method.

"There seem to be a lot of people in that room." He was pulled away by Nick, and he looked back every year to look at the window with longing figures.

"Ignore him, if he can't even grab a piece of clothing, then he might as well die early."

Nian Nian twitched his lips - the problem was that the dress was being worn by someone, and Dion had only removed his storage crystal for the banquet, so the lifespan of the dress was only for the journey home. It's only been less than ten minutes... It really wasn't like it was causing so many screams now.

"Okay, let's get down to business," Nick slowed down and looked at her, "What do we need to do?"

"It's nothing, just go about your business."

After a pause, Nian Nian spoke.

"But I need one thing. I may need to trouble Alexander later."

......

When night fell on the second day, the envoys from the True God Temple, the Holy Church and Eggberg returned to their temporary residence one after another, counting today's harvest with satisfaction and preparing to go back to resume their duties.

Although it was the elf woman who said she wanted to take everyone to see it, the three of them were not surprised when the Duke personally sent someone to invite them today.

Yesterday's banquet was enjoyed by the guests and the host. Everyone understood the Duke's position and regarded themselves as the only guests who came to the City of Usher. They no longer asked the Duke to abandon which side for the time being.

Although these three families denounced the Duke's greed, they still visited the exhibition of Tiangongfang's achievements as promised. Looking at the inventions and creations that related more to people's livelihood than military force, they expressed their praise and gratitude in a reserved manner.

Mu Benzun, the president of Tiangongfang, was very enthusiastic, as if he had expected it. He greeted him with a smile and accepted the compliments calmly.

He was also going to visit the dwarves. He heard that there was turmoil there. He planned to take the opportunity to save some craftsmen and drawings and connect the technology trees of mechanism, alchemy and dwarf mechanical skills.

He wasn't very interested in fighting and killing, and he didn't have many acquaintances in the city of Usher. Jiang Nuxia had something to do and had to stay away from the game for a few months. Her disciples plunged into the Forest of Jesus and did not come out. They just waited. It's so boring here.

According to the slutty Duke, after entertaining these inexplicable guests this time, the dwarves had no time to look after their own affairs. It was just convenient for him to fish in troubled waters, no, to touch koi carps.

There seems to be a lot of commotion in China, and it seems that I should learn from Xing Tianxia and transfer my manpower to the vicinity of Beitai City. With a smile on his face, Mu Benzun sent away the troublesome guests, then turned around and wrote a letter to the brothers who stayed in the Huaxia District.

Eggberg's envoys were the first to be received.

He was very interested in the various designs of Mubenzun, but he was also disappointed that these interesting things could not resist the enemy at a time when war could break out at any time.

Fortunately, the Duke did not disappoint him, because Eggberg's territory is connected to the City of Usher. He proposed that the envoy could move some important figures and institutions in the country to a location close to the City of Usher. He could provide shelter and ensure Eggberg's safety. The royal bloodline is immortal.

Envoy Eggberg finally recognized the Duke's origin from the pattern on his cane, and therefore understood the Duke's sudden kindness and readily agreed, saying that he would try his best to persuade the king to agree after returning home.

The Holy Church has obtained a priority purchase right. The Duke showed off his exclusive trade route resources among the elves, and the Holy Church can first purchase these magic crystals produced by Jaceus at a low price.

Priest Eller of the True God Temple asked for a promise, hoping that the Duke would guarantee the safety of the dark mages in the City of Usher, and allow them to use various resources here to conduct some experiments safely and freely.

Now that the mercenary group that likes to sweep away dark mages has been recruited by the Duke, this request has been fulfilled extremely smoothly.

This request naturally had no weight, but when Priest Aile returned to his residence at night, he seemed extremely excited.

Because, just after he left the Duke, the elf woman personally gave him something, which not only dispelled all his doubts about her, but also allowed him to overfulfill his mission this time.

Priest Aile carefully put away the square box, and solemnly gave all the attendants a hush-hush order, and began to prepare to leave the city of Usher overnight.

At the same time, a wooden arrow tied with a cloth strip flew in through the window and nailed the priest Goodman's desk, leaving a bloody mark on his neck.

Goodman was frightened, knocked down the chair in panic, and retreated to the corner to be on guard. Only when he was sure that there would be no more arrows, did he tremblingly untie the piece of cloth.

What caught my eye were a few lines of small, crooked characters:

Our mercenary group got a very troublesome thing before. Because it was too troublesome, I gave it away. I just don’t know what Simir will do after he gets the black cube, so I’m here to remind you, no need. You're welcome~

——Cybele.