Alien world

Chapter 1111 33. Late at night, the old elf broke into Annan's bedroom
Annan looked at the figure outside the training hut in surprise.

"Why are you here?"

"Are you touched? Give me a deep kiss--"

As soon as the elf mentor appeared, he overwhelmed Annan with his surging enthusiasm. Before he could stand up, he was thrown into the arms of Yilanze... or thrown into his arms.

Elves never think they have body odor, but for those who are lucky enough to have close contact with elves, elves have an immersive after-rain freshness and forest fragrance.

"Let me ask a few questions first... I can't breathe..."

After finally getting the elf mentor to let go of him, Annan avoided her passionate gaze that was about to melt him.

"I feel like I'm under house arrest here... Did they give you any trouble when you came over?"

"No, they know about your relationship with me."

"Has anything happened in the Elf Royal Court recently?" Annan finally asked the doubts in his heart.

There are still more than ten days before the celebration, but as one of the protagonists, he is under house arrest here, and he can't help but think about it.

The elf mentor showed an embarrassment. Just as he was about to speak, Annan stopped him and said, "Don't say it. There must be a reason why they didn't tell me. Don't let me implicate you."

"It's so kind of you……"

Irelanze was deeply moved, and in retaliation he hugged Annan's head into his arms and suffocated him.

After a long while, Annan struggled out and gasped for breath. He was still in shock and realized that he could not say anything that would cause the elf mentor to misunderstand him...

He was alone here, and the nearest tree house was a hundred meters away. No one would come to rescue him even if he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Do you know the intention of the royal court to form an alliance?"

The elf mentor said that there were almost as many people in the royal court who agreed and opposed, and they were all trying to win over those who were indifferent. This was similar to what Annan understood - the elven royal court was still struggling.

After all, a year or so is still too short. If it takes ten or twenty years, the Elven King's Court will gradually get used to the cultural impact of Free City and then perhaps they will accept it.

But who knew what a behemoth Liberty City would grow into by then?
By then, the Elf King's Court had lost the purpose of training agents outside the domain.

So both the old and young factions were actually gambling. The former bet that Liberty City would not develop so quickly, and they would have time to observe slowly... This was the arrogance of the elves, or the immortals.

The latter bet that Free City could develop in a short time: in terms of economy, magic images, newspapers, and new journals were well-deserved money-making behemoths, and they could also control public opinion. In terms of military, they fought a direct battle with the ratmen in the north, and then they immediately defeated the Kingdom of Rekanel... and Free City was only three years old.

Annan understood why Taidel asked him to make some noise. To boost the confidence of the young and strong people in the Elf Royal Court?

He recalled the tragic scene of the Battle of Hell Mountain and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't protect Ymir."

"Who is Ymir?" asked the elf mentor, whose eyes were full of Annan.

"Uh……"

Irelanzer then said that Ymir's soul had been reincarnated, and that he would be able to see the new Ymir in a few decades...but the soul was still the same, but the memory was no longer there. Unless the new Ymir became a legend by chance, or could awaken the memory of the previous life.

Annan asked a lot of questions that had accumulated during the day but that Ariana had not answered.

For example, why the World Tree cannot be seen, and how many guests have come to the royal court.

Irelanze said that the World Tree was hidden and could not be seen from outside the Aldor Forest. And once inside the forest, the treetops were impenetrable, so naturally the World Tree could not be seen.

She promised to secretly take Annan to the forest entrance tomorrow night to see who the guests were.

"You are so good..."

Compared to Ariana's cluelessness, Annan couldn't help but sigh, and then suddenly lost color.

He realized that he had said the wrong thing, but it was too late... Hearing these words, Irelanze couldn't control himself and pounced on him!

"You are an elf... reserved..." "Elves are different from elves. I have seen the most holy succubus, and I have also seen the most lustful elves."

"You actually used my..."

……

The next morning, Irelanze walked out of the training hut with his messy hair tidied.

Don't get me wrong, the two who hadn't seen each other for a long time just chatted for one night - at most, the elf mentor treated him like a doll that he couldn't let go of and played with him for a long time.

Then Annan walked out, and the light spots transformed from the morning light sprinkled into the depths of the dense forest. The forest woke up, and the sounds of birds and insects were everywhere.

Looking around, fortunately, Aliana hasn't arrived yet...

Just as he was thinking this, his sight stopped on a graceful figure standing on the treetop.

"Uh...good morning?"

Ariana jumped down and started a new day of training as if she had no idea what had just happened.

It's called training, but in fact it's just teaching the customs of the Annan elves and how to use bows and arrows.

After all, Annan can only pull the "children's bow" one-fifth of the way open, allowing the arrow to barely fall around the target.

The same "children's bow" fell into Ariana's hands. The seemingly thin girl easily pulled the bow to its full extent and hit the bull's eye of the farthest target a hundred meters away.

Annan knew why Irelanze looked so fragile, but when he held her tightly in his arms, she felt like she was being clamped by an iron clamp and couldn't break free...

After one day of learning, Annan could barely hit the target with five arrows out of ten.

As night fell, Irelanze sneaked in again, taking Annan, who had been expecting him all day, out of the training hut and rushing to the entrance of Aldor Forest.

Insects chirped in the grass, and the curly ferns emitted a dreamy fluorescence.

Annan followed Irelanze around the tree house and asked, "Are there any guests coming this late?"

"All the time."

After all, this is a grand event for the entire Allen continent.

A few minutes later, they approached the entrance. Irilanze picked up Annan, nimbly jumped onto a tall tree, and sat on the treetop.

"Hold me tight," she said.

"I can hold on to this." Annan turned and hugged the branch.

Irelanze showed regret and looked towards the bustling entrance with him.

There, a team of people dressed in bizarre costumes stood quietly, exuding an ominous aura. They wore goat bones on their heads and held bone staffs.

In the middle of the procession, a creepy evil chariot stopped there. Made up of countless creatures' skeletons, twisted tendons, and mottled flesh and blood, every part of it revealed a morbid beauty and twisted horror that was difficult to appreciate.

The figure of a certain important person sitting on the carriage was vague and difficult to see clearly.

Not to mention the elves standing at the intersection to greet him, even Annan frowned.

"Who are they?"

"...You stay here first, I will pick you up later." Instead of answering Annan, Yilanze said solemnly.

"Ah."

Irelanze left, leaving Annan sitting alone on the treetop, holding onto a branch, watching the elven guards lead this group of blasphemous beings into the Forest of Aldor.

(End of this chapter)