Mount and Blade

"Half-elf?"

A female Noldor looked at him up and down, somewhat incredulously. His mother must be a Noldor, otherwise she would not have inherited the obvious pointed ears and eye color.

She half-tempered to persuade him to leave, for ahead were the hosts of Aldarion, who were gathering to drive off those who tried to enter the Noldor Forest.

Unfortunately, there was no time to warn. The leader who was extremely cruel to humans drove slowly towards him on a Noldor elf horse with golden hair.

"Little Tails is coming."

Aldarion's hearing was very good, so of course he knew that someone was following them. The scouts were busy patrolling for threats, and they did not want to delay the patrol because of a person who was obviously a half-elf, because a half-elf was not a threat. And he couldn't keep up with the team, he was too slow.

Seranti looked at the incoming man. The tall man in gorgeous clothes was not wearing a hood at this time. The armor on his body exuded a strange brilliance. The exquisite and gorgeous lacquered wood bow behind his back exuded an unusual and mysterious atmosphere. It was wonderful. His face has been tempered by years and is full of maturity. His sapphire-like eyes are filled with a chilling air. He just looks at Seranti calmly without getting angry. This elf has many lives on his hands. .

Seranti's emerald green eyes and sharp intuition could tell that this man was the leader of these Noldor elves. Seranti immediately dismounted from his horse, inserted his sword on the ground, knelt on one knee, and bowed his head to the man.

"My name is Selanti. Please accept my joining and let my sword shine under your horse! My lord."

Aldarion's eyes were filled with disdain and hatred, and he walked around Seranti before leaving.

"Hmph, you are not welcome here, half-breed. Get out of this forest. Just the smell of the dirty human blood makes me feel sick."

Seranti looked in disbelief. Did the mixed-race make those elves so disgusted?

"Leave quickly, adults don't like mixed-race people."

The female Noldo on the side warned Seranti not to act too much with a warning face, and wanted to pull him up from the ground, because the child looked very similar to her former friend who she had grown up with.

"Sir! Let me join you. Please accept me. I don't want to hide in the human world anymore! I have..." Killed that...bastard father...

Seranti choked up a little. After pursuing hope for so long, the most heartbreaking thing was not being permanently miserable, but thinking that she was about to touch the dawn of hope and then fell hard into the abyss.

The female Noldo screamed secretly, and directly lifted Seranti from the ground and threw her onto his horse.

"Run!!"

The female Noldo kicked Selanti's horse on the butt, causing the horse to run wildly.

"Kill him!!"

Sure enough, as soon as Aldarian heard that the half-elf behind him dared to bargain with him, and he would not allow anyone to dare to disobey him, he immediately gave an order in annoyance, and dozens of elves in the large team started to move and fight their horses. Chase.

But Seranti couldn't react at this time, so she quickly drove her horse and ran away. She choked up in tears before she could escape.

Another male Noldor ranger who had just stopped Seranti with the female Noldor was about to catch up when he was stopped by the female Noldor grabbing his wrist.

"Arran?" The Noldor ranger looked at the female Noldor in confusion.

"Give him a chance, Kualis." The female Noldo named Yalan said softly.

"I don't quite understand. That's just a half-elf whose bloodline has been stained. This is simply a shame for the elves! This is not worthy of you. You are too kind, Yalan."

Koualis inherited his father's blue eyes and the character influenced by Aldarion. He did not understand Yalan's behavior, but today he planned to respect Yalan's suggestion and did not pursue it.

"He didn't want to be like this..."

The female Nuoduo looked lonely. She had found out the whereabouts of her friend three years ago, but unfortunately... But the man who bullied her was already dead, in a fire, and Yalan had seen the child in the elven fantasy world; at least... his soul had not been contaminated with the unique greed of humans at that time.

Aldarian naturally saw the situation here, frowned, and felt a little unhappy. He took out the bow from behind, nocked the arrow, and pulled the string.

"Whoops~"

The sharp arrow pierced the air, and along with a silvery white stream of light, it quickly jumped towards Seranti, who was riding a horse.

A sense of fear and death that ran from the spine to the soles of the feet was like a poisonous snake, as sharp as a thorn in the back. There was no time to think, so I could only leave everything to the instinctive choice of the body's conditioned reflexes.

The body is hiding to the left.

"Puff"

The sound of sharp arrows piercing flesh came from the right shoulder. If he hadn't dodged quickly, he might have pierced the heart. Seranti snorted, immersed herself in beating the horse and continued to run wildly.

"Whoosh whoosh" "whoosh"

The elves chasing behind him also used their bows and strings to hunt the exhausted prey. Seranti used her only flexible left hand to knock down those powerful arrows, while her cold right hand held the reins of the horse tightly.

"Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. ​  Another round of arrows whistled in like a whispering wind, Seranti quickly was tired of dealing with it, and the horse under her crotch was hit by an arrow.

"Sigh!!!" As if it could sense what happened to its master, tears were flowing from its huge eyes. It raised its head and neighed. It wanted to take this companion who led it to the battlefield and rush out. What if the group of gorgeous horses behind it ran faster than it? At least when it was desperate, its speed had already surpassed them! It ran desperately with all its strength, and did not stop until white foam came out of its mouth. The pain brought by the arrows made it sober for a moment.

Seranti had been hit by two arrows. He pulled out his hand and cut off the arrows with a scimitar. Seeing two elves catching up, Seranti fought desperately with the two. The buzzing sound of swords hitting each other was endless. The warhorse under his crotch suddenly sprinted faster, leaving the two elves behind, and it was running with its remaining life.

The two elves suddenly stopped chasing, and Seranti dared to look at the road ahead. The sound of water splashing became clearer and clearer in his ears. There was a cliff-like waterfall in front.

"Stop, Art!" Serant pulled the reins hard to stop it, but it refused to stop. The white foam in its mouth meant that it was already hopeless. It jumped up because it was very thin due to the rush.

Escape, my friend, I hope my body can block the mud and sand for you.

"Plop" one horse and one person fell into the rapids one after another.

The group of elves came to the shore in a daze, sighed, and went back to report angrily.

.........

Unconsciously, Serant's tears fell. Although he was mentally prepared to not be accepted by the elves, it was so hard to be hunted by the "companion" he had been looking for. But he was no longer the Serant before. He would not give up the idea of ​​living because of such a thing. He just needed to be quiet and think about what to do next.

"Sizzle"

Seranti's two canine teeth, which were longer and sharper than those of ordinary people, tore off a piece of bloody flesh from the half-cooked snake, chewing it with a squeak in his mouth.

Yes, since they are unwilling to accept him, he will slowly adapt to life in the human world. Yes, he is a half-blood, barbaric, and lowly! So what, he must live well, not for others, but for himself! !