Warhammer Seal

Chapter 62

"Ah, it hurts..."

Wende covered his painful wound from walking again.

"Because the wood elves are a very vengeful race, and this place is in the forest of Athel Loren, killing her will definitely be discovered by other wood elves, and then we will start to be hunted down by wood elves. What a hassle."

Indeed, Ruixi could only shake her head helplessly.

She knew very well what these wood elf cousins ​​were, and compared with the dwarves, they were only a small notebook for revenge.

If they are the target they are following, they are doomed to have no chance of escape, and will live in the shadow of being hunted down for the rest of their lives.

Wende's choice was indeed a last resort, but he had to say this. Why not set a fire on the edge of the forest and pray that the fire would spread throughout the Athel Loren Forest.

"Being followed."

In fact, there is no need to pay too much attention, the two will find that there are always two eyes watching them behind them.

Looking back, it was the wood elf again.

She almost merged with the forest, looked at Wende and Ruixi, and then silently uttered a sentence.

"My name is Sara, and, you are on the wrong path."

After saying that, he walked up to the two of them.

"Follow me, and I will take you out of Athel Loren Forest."

This is a wishful thinking, and it happens to be a condition that both parties need.

Sara needs to persuade the two intruders away, but Wende and Ruixi just want to get out of this ghost place as soon as possible.

The wood elves have very keen forest vision and memory, and they easily brought the two to the edge of the Athel Loren forest.

Maybe it was because they felt ashamed, after all, the two people in front of them killed the Minotaur for themselves and saved their own life at the same time. The wood elves have a deep obsession with repaying kindness and revenge.

"Where are you going?"

"Tyrell."

Wende replied weakly. Now that he has left the forest, he should hurry up and get rid of this unsafe wood elf. He has been delayed for too long.

The wood elf Sarah lowered her head slightly, and stood in front of Wende and Ruixi again.

"I can send you to the outside of Tyrell through the roots of the World Tree, so that you don't have to go through the dwarven city of Budar."

Wood elves hate dwarves, so they think that the humans and dark elves in front of them also hate dwarves.

Of course, Wende agreed to such a plan, which could greatly speed up his journey to Tyrell. The sooner he arrived, the sooner he could solve the Ratman threat.

"Please, close your eyes."

Of course Ruixi has heard that the most common way of travel used by wood elves is through the roots of the World Tree, a simple but very effective magic without any harm.

When she opened her eyes again, she could already see the city of Miragliano not far away.

But when he turned around and looked around, except for a huge oak tree behind him, there was no living person at all.

No Wind, and no Wood Elf!
"Damn it, something must have gone wrong!"

Ruixi gritted her teeth and hated, while looking at the woods behind her, it would be unrealistic to find Wende at this time.

He could only go to Miragliano, a Tyrell city, according to Wende's original plan, and wait patiently for Wende's arrival.

Whether it's a week, or a month, or whatever. . .lifetime.

Dark elves are not good at expressing emotions, but that doesn't mean they have no emotions. She has prepared for the possibility that Wende will be killed by the magic of the roots of the wood elf world tree, but she has no choice but to wait.

At the edge of the Athel Loren forest at this time, the wood elf Sarah opened her eyes wide in surprise. Even for the wood elf with a long lifespan, the situation in front of her was beyond her cognition.

Wende still stood where he was, without any effect from the roots of the World Tree.

The whole person stood beside the tall oak tree in a daze, without a centimeter of movement in his body.

It wasn't until this time that Wende realized that the so-called teleportation of the roots of the World Tree was not a kind of subway, but a kind of magic. For him who was immune to magic, of course, he would not be affected in any way.

"Oops, your teammates have been teleported away."

Wood Elf Sara looked at Wende anxiously.

"I'll take you to take a short cut to Tyrell!"

Wende could only nod his head hastily. I didn't expect there to be so many disadvantages in being immune to magic, but fortunately, with a wood elf as a guide, it shouldn't take too long.

"Please follow me, time is running out."

What can I do, just pray that Ruixi will not encounter any trouble in such a sinful city as Miragliano.

After all, such a city is really not a good place.

As the largest city in Tyrell, it certainly contains all the characteristics of Tyrell.

Here is the largest trading port in the old world, and there are even merchant ships and caravans that go directly to Aurora in the Far East. Although only four out of ten navigators return from the sea, there are still people who are full of enthusiasm to trade tea, porcelain, and silk in Aurora, making money. The pours are full.

There is the largest mercenary office here, which can sign mercenary agreements with any race you can think of. As long as the money is right, mercenaries of the best quality will set off from the southern port of Lusini to fight for you.

Among these mercenaries are humans, dwarves, high elves, dark elves, Norscans, vampire pirates, Arabians, and even orcs and lizardmen.

This is also the largest transit trade port in the world, communicating the trade between elves and dwarves.

Although nearly 4000 years have passed since Longbeard's vengeance, the proud elves and stubborn dwarves still have not reached a trade agreement.

But what if the elves need the dwarves' forged metal, and the dwarves need the elves' magical craft?

Looking for a middleman in Tyrell, the human race is no less cunning than the goblins, and quickly accumulated a large fortune by being a middleman.

Once you have money, of course you have to protect your wealth. It is too expensive to raise regular troops, so the mercenary system is very popular in this generation.

You can even hire ogres and lizardmen. Of course, except for the ratmen, it's not that the Tyrells haven't tried to hire ratmen. blacklisted.

Of course, you can still hire assassins from the Eshin clan to serve you secretly.

It has been a week since Ruixi came to Miragliano. She is a witch spirit. Of course, she has the ability to fight. Of course, she also took a few small orders, threatened other caravans, and then did gang fights and other jobs.

Almost no one died, and if they died, there would be no more than ten people.

This is already the eighth glass of wine, and all the money earned as a mercenary today has been invested in the wine.

"Wend, where are you?"

After the ninth glass of wine, Ruixi was already sleepy, and finally cheered herself up, maybe Wende will come to this city tomorrow, or maybe the day after tomorrow, and she will wait forever.

"Hey, such a beautiful chick is drinking alone alone, do you want to have a good time with my brother and me?"

In the taverns of the Tyrell states, it is very common to see aliens, and at the same time, it is also common to harass through alcohol in the taverns.

Behind him is a fat human sailor, who seems to have just returned from the sea, and his body smells of the sea.

Ruixi also looked at this guy with disdain.

"I want to vent myself and go to the kiln next door. Don't make trouble with me. I'm in a bad mood right now."

"Yo, yo, this beautiful dark elf girl seems to have a big temper. What if I said, I'm here to trouble you today?"

　Wende's Tactic Notes (8) All teleportation is magic, remember!Must remember!
　　Thanks (Sarah) for the reward. I said that when I was designing the name of the wood elf, I just thought of this name. I don’t know if it is an interesting coincidence.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)