Sword and Magic and Taxi

Apart from the encounter with the wolves, some strange things happened along the way. The attentive Zeratul would count the food in the truck every day and silently keep the consumption in mind. Therefore, he discovered that there would always be something he had never seen before in the truck. Not freshly caught game or picked mushrooms, but clearly processed food. These foods tend to taste great and quickly replenish the nutrients your body is depleting. But how did they appear?

I want to talk to him.

Hearing his sister's words, Zeratul quickly stopped him: Are you crazy? That's an orc, and an orc with a very weird temper! Underneath his ferocious strength, he also has a very cunning heart. You Forget our original intention, kill and get away from this Blackfoot when we find an opportunity, and then continue on our journey.”

I felt different and my soul told me I should talk to him.

Mind? Are you talking about the ancient way of spiritual cultivation? Zeratul shook his head: Those are already long-standing legends. Now there are no psychic powers. That ability has withered. Ever since Myron became Thor After Long betrayed the light, our...

Myron is not Sauron, they are different. Myron fought with Melkor, protected us, and guided us.

Where did you learn these things? These only exist in your imagination. The history of our star elves is not like this. Zeratul shook his head: Is your psychic power a sign of madness? I don't agree!

That is a cunning orc, and he will discover our identity sooner or later. And I am already tired. If something goes wrong this time, I want to return to Valinor. She said to her brother: Even if I am crazy, but I I’ve never missed it, you have to believe me.”

After a brief silence, Zeratul said: I will go with you.

No, having you around me interferes with my psychic abilities.

This is the saddest thing I have ever heard. Zeratul snorted, Then you go ahead, I'll sharpen my knife here.

She was looking for opportunities along the way and secretly observed Zhao Mai's actions. The farther away from the Doomsday Volcano and the Evil Black Tower, the better Zhao Mai's mood becomes and the easier it is for her to smile. This is why she dares to try.

Reserve food, let's play a game where I throw a stick and you pick it up? Zhao Mai walked to the roadside and broke off a thick branch from a withered tree. Reserve Liang snorted, no longer going to be fooled. The stick always gets thrown farther and farther. Last time, Zhao Mai threw the stick directly to the other side of the mountain. Only a fool would pick it up!

Besides, there is still business to reserve grain! During these days, the mood of the slaves has fluctuated greatly, and there will be hostility against Zhao Mai from time to time. Although these people did not really threaten Zhao Mai's ability at all, if the two-footed servant was beaten, he would be disgraced. Reserve Liang blinked, feeling proud that he always had to take care of others.

The pretender who was obviously an elf girl but made up as a human man was peeping again... Reserve Liang thought he suddenly understood why Zhao Mai suddenly wanted to play throwing sticks. He must be trying to get away from her. Xiaohua will not be happy! I found another reason to reserve grain, let alone leave.

Lord Blackfoot, can I have a few words with you?

I thought this voice was familiar, and I finally remembered it. Zhao Mai threw away the stick and said to the elf: Thrandil, I will call you this name from now on.

Why do you like to change our names?

You're just a brother. He cuts and dyes his hair and pretends to be a thin human being. It's okay for you to change your race and gender. I really don't think others can see it. Compared to this, I just changed my name. . It's convenient for me and I'm happy. Zhao Mai shook his head: Seeing as you two have been holding it in for several days, just tell me if you have anything to say.

I... Thranduil was stunned. She had no idea that the conversation would start like this. Can you let us go? she asked tentatively.

Not now. There are so many slaves watching. If you two leave, and I don't chase you back and kill you, they will all leave, which is not good for me. Your brother still has some reputation among the slaves, so as long as you try to leave , I definitely can’t let it go.”

That's the truth. Thranduil nodded, and she suddenly felt that she was talking to a fellow star elf, not an orc. What are your dreams?

Ha! This is strange, you came to me, I asked you what you want to do! Zhao Mai snorted.

Are you Maia? Thranduil asked in ancient Elvish.

Zhao Mai thought for a while: Don't use this kind of language in Mordor. The wind will reveal your secrets and bring you unexpected disasters. As for your question, I haven't figured out how to answer it. What do you think about that in your heart? Just figure it out. This question doesn’t make any sense, next one.”

Thranduil took a deep breath, and then said: Can you go to the elves' city with me? I think many elves will want to see you.

The consciousness of the surrounding world suddenly became chaotic. Thranduil released the hidden power of light, and the dark power in Zhao Mai also echoed from afar. The two forces did not annihilate and release energy. Instead, they shook hands like two strangers, introduced each other, and then entangled to establish a connection.

What does it mean? This was the first time Zhao Mai observed such a phenomenon. In addition to attachment, transfer, and struggle, now there is also connection? Can the two types of rules, dark and light, be combined?

Just after this connection occurred, Thranduil raised his palm with his eyes closed, releasing his psychic powers. It's a relatively simple but harmless technique that can improve another person's attitude, making them friendlier and easier to persuade. Zhao Mai passed on all the psychic skills to the star elves in the world of origin, and he really didn't expect to see this ability again in this place.

No. Whether in terms of skill or strength, Thranduil's psychic powers are only at the beginner level and cannot affect Zhao Mai at all. Both of the questions you asked are impossible to implement in practice. Don't just look at the stars and forget about the earth. That will lead to no foundation. Think again, what are you really asking?

Thranduil bit his lip, clenched his fists tightly, and then asked: Can the two of us survive? Will you kill me to silence me?

After the elf dies, he will only return to Valinor. What's the point of killing you? It's better to keep you by my side. That's the place for you and your brother. Zhao Mai said: Okay, I'm in urgent need of help. A subordinate who keeps his mouth shut and is obedient, so you two are quite lucky.

Not all elves will go to Valinor after death. There is an elf king who did not go after his death. We are looking for him.

That's your business. Zhao Mai finally said: After arriving in the south, you two clean up, at least let me see something different. You will also see something different, which I like It’s guaranteed.”

Thranduil nodded. She had gotten the answer she wanted and was about to leave. Zhao Mai stopped her and said, Don't use your psychic abilities indiscriminately. Not all orcs can't see it.

She froze.