The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The elves glanced at each other, and finally the captain waved his hand.

"Search."

Several elves walked to the carriage. They inspected the barrels and the corners of the carriages, looking for other things hidden, and looking at what was in the barrels. But they didn't find anything else, only wine in barrels. It is estimated that the mayor of Changhu Town would not be willing to waste any straw belonging to him in a place he did not know. The elves will pay for the wine, but will not pay any gold for the straw.

After confirming that Zelin's words were true, the leading elves nodded, and other elves came out from behind the trees. There were more than 30 of them, and most of them seemed to have experienced battle. Maybe they are here to deal with those spiders.

"You are lucky, human." The elf walked over. "You avoided spiders. Your swordsmanship is good, but one person can't deal with a group of spiders in the dark."

"Perhaps, I'm sure I've always been lucky." Zelin shrugged. "It's nice to meet you. I thought there was no way to deliver the goods to your city before dark."

"First spider, then dwarf, then human." The elf turned around and made a gesture to the people around. The other elves immediately started to act "I see your eyes, you make me think it's an orc. Follow us, You are safe now."

Chapter 699: Woodland Kingdom

The city of the elves is built in the mountains.

A semi-circular arch like the entrance of the auditorium is forcibly inlaid on the mountain wall covered with moss and vines. No one would have thought that this is a city. The superb craftsmanship of the elves allowed them to hollow out the rocks and build beautiful and elegant gates. In front of the stone gate, a river runs through the forest, and a stone bridge crosses the stream and connects to the gate. Not far away, the water from the waterfall splashed on the rocks and splashed white water, and the clear stream spread to the plain outside. The bushes growing by the stream are full of berries.

As soon as he walked to the door, Zelin could smell a refreshing fragrance. Two elves in golden armor stood on both sides of the stone bridge leading to the gate with spears in their hands. Their armors could not help but make people wonder whether they were armors or exquisite works of art. These elves are always revealing an elegant breath everywhere.

"It's impossible for a carriage to go in." Zelin looked at the round arch in front of him. "I delivered the things. You can handle the unloading. I guess you will not reject a delivery human being to your city to take a rest and wait until After the rising sun dispelled the shadows and darkness the next day, set foot on the way back?"

"You wait here for a while, and General Manager Garrian will bring people over to move the goods into the warehouse." This time, I came to Zelin and talked about another elf, a female elf. "When they carry the last batch of goods, The guard will close the gate, you can come in with them, and the king will allow you to rest in a room and get the food and water you deserve."

Before long, an elf in a gorgeous red dress walked out. He walked out the door with his head upright, followed by many elves. He should be Director Garrian. The manager waved his hand, and the elves behind him immediately filed out from both sides of him and began to unload the oak barrels in the carriage.

"Your mayor should have delivered the goods long ago." The chief said to Zelin. "You are too late. This is different from the previously agreed terms of trade."

"Please, don't forget the spiders in the forest." Zelin responded, "I was attacked by a single spider on the way. If I hadn't had a sword, my corpse would have been hanging on the web to dry. If not, These dangerous monsters, the goods from Long Lake Town can be delivered at any time."

As for whether the situation is really like this, Zelin doesn't care much, and will not be too deviated. These elves rarely reach human towns. Anyway, now, the demon hunters have to show the attitude that a Long Lake town resident should have.

Manager Galian frowned slightly, and the Demon Hunter realized that his gaze was on his own. Some elves mentioned earlier that his eyes resembled a race called an orc. There are no orcs in Zelin's world. Judging from the superficial meaning of the word, this may be a race related to beasts, or simply a name for a brutal race, just like a barbarian.

When the elves mentioned this race, Zelin could clearly feel the hatred in the other party's words. This is not a good phenomenon. If you have a relationship with a race that has a bad reputation in this world, it is inevitable that there will be some deviations.

"What should I do with my carriage? I am worried that the horse will be eaten by spiders." Zelin asked casually after looking for a topic. It is best not to let the other person ask.

"Don't worry, there is a kind power here, and spiders dare not approach this place at will." The director explained to Zelin, "There is no place to raise horses inside. Tie your reins, humans, the gate is about to close."

Shrugging, Zelin found a good tree stump near the stone bridge, and tied the rein of the packhorse to it, so that he would not only see an empty carriage and the footprints of the horse running away when he came out the next day. The efficiency of the elves was very high. After a while, a cart of oak barrels were moved into the gate. Zelin followed Manager Garrian into the city behind the mountain.

Perhaps the splendor and artistic atmosphere of the elves were not enough to shock the visitors. Only when Zelin walked through the gate did he fully see how peculiar this legendary woodland kingdom was. There is a firefighter every seven steps in the cave. Although it is a hidden mountain, the soft light makes the mountain look neither dim nor dazzling. Even the lights are decorated with intricately carved hollow patterns, and this light also allows Zelin to clearly see the inside.

The demon hunters originally thought that this place might be the same as the dwarf city of Mahakam, with hot caves or rust-red rocks everywhere. But in fact, the inside of the rock is completely hollow. They walk in the rock tunnel and cross a stone bridge from time to time. The cave is spacious and you can see the stream flowing through it. The outer layer of rock is the best. Defensive city wall. The construction process of the city must have used supernatural power. Although it is sealed, the air is fresh.

Walking along the winding road, all the way up, when walking through the middle area, Zelin noticed that there are some caves dug in the rock wall at the edge of the residence. The iron fence gates of the caves indicate that this is exactly the place. Prison. Through the cracks of the iron fence, Zelin saw that what was being held inside was not the elves living here, but another race he had never seen before. He looks almost the same as a human, but his height is only half that of a human.

Dwarf, the word immediately came up in the head of the demon hunter.

The dwarves here are somewhat different from those in Zelin's world, but they can still be recognized at a glance. In the city of elves, dwarven prisoners are being held. This could not help but make the demon hunter begin to think about the problem. This evening, when the elves mentioned the dwarves, their tone was not as pure hatred as the orcs, but it was also mixed with a strong hatred. It seemed that he was not talking about dwarves, he was talking about thieves, liars, and murderers.

"What's the matter with the one locked in there?"

Zelin asked the Chief Garrian who was walking in front. He didn't directly mention the dwarves, who knows how the world calls them.

"They are the king's prisoners. This has nothing to do with you, humans." The general manager coldly rejected Zelin's question. "I will take you to the place where you live. Don't walk around. You are not a prisoner, but you are everywhere. Walking humans will cause trouble to others. Food and water will be delivered to your room."

"Well, I won't ask more." Zelin spread his hand. But suddenly, he seemed to feel something running behind him, and the demon hunter turned around, but saw nothing.

It may just be a gust of wind.

Zelin looked around, stretched out his hand and grabbed it back, but didn't touch anything.

Chapter 700 Master Snitch

The room the elves arranged for the demon hunter was also located in a rock wall that was excavated. Perhaps this is where the elves entertain outsiders. The rooms with wooden doors are the guest rooms, and the prisons with iron fences.

Although I encountered a spider on the road, it was generally smooth along the way. The goods were delivered. Zelin also saw another race living near the lonely mountain, the elves of the woodland kingdom. Although these elves have a general attitude towards humans, they are indeed kind in doing things. Everything came in order, Zelin could also check near the room he was in, including food and water, which was not so delicious for the taste of the demon hunter, but the portion was definitely sufficient.

The only pity is that these elves seem to have no beds, only blankets on the ground. The rocky ground is very flat, and apart from a little bit cold, there is nothing wrong with it. The city of the elves looks like a honeycomb style. Those fluorescent lights are like fireflies floating in mid-air. They can provide enough lighting without dazzling the eyes and make people unable to sleep.

This is both a city and a palace of the king. The living habits of the elves here are different from what the demon hunters expected. He even saw their king walking by, wearing a crown woven of red leaves and wild berries, holding a scepter carved from oak, and The elf leader that Zelin met halfway was talking in a low voice. By this time, Zelin could be sure that the language used by the elves was a different kind of peculiar tone, which was different from that of humans. Even if he wanted to use the demon hunter's sensitive ears to inquire about some news, he didn't understand it at all. .

Lying on the blanket, the weapon was placed aside, and the elf allowed him to carry the weapon, which was much better than the mayor of Long Lake Town.

Zelin took out the clairvoyance lens that was in contact with Francesca. The crystal polished lens refracted the shimmer of the torch. This time, he seemed to have come to a good world, a peaceful and safe world. Although there were some dangerous monsters, everything was still within the acceptable range. There is no dangerous magic, no incomprehensible disaster, if he can get in touch with the elf earlier, then this journey is indeed a leisure holiday.

But just when the demon hunter was about to close his eyes, the corner of his eyes noticed that the light reflected by the telescope shone on the nearby wall, reflecting a small shadow, the shadow is very fuzzy, but the projection on the wall is indeed OK. It looks like a personal shadow on the whole. The shadow seemed to notice that he was in the firelight, and disappeared in the blink of an eye where the firelight did not reflect.

There are no torches in the excavated rooms in these rock walls, and it is the only place where shadows are hidden in the entire elf residence. Reminiscent of the wind he noticed when he first came here, Zelin lay on the blanket, half-squinting his eyes, looking at the nearby shadows. Afterwards, he slowly closed his eyes, as if turned around, and began to sleep.

The demon hunter did not drink the potion, but his ears were enough for him to imagine what was happening in the room when he closed his eyes.

First, there was a very slight sound of footsteps, from the weight of the footsteps, the other party did not wear shoes. For a thief, this is very clever, not wearing shoes can make his footsteps softer, hard to hear. Zelin didn't know what was going on with this thief, he could be invisible, either he could magic, or he had some kind of magic item that could make him invisible. The demon hunter closed his eyes and continued to listen.

Then there was a sound of drinking water and chewing food. This little thief must be trapped here. He doesn't want to be discovered by those elves, but the light of the torch here can illuminate his shadow. Thinking about it this way, his range of action is not small, which is not a good experience.

It didn't take long for the little thief to eat something, Zelin heard him cautiously aside, and the footsteps were so soft that Zelin had to concentrate to hear it. He seemed to walk to the place where the demon hunter had placed his weapons, and then stopped. The demon hunter needs to understand this little thief, he has magic, this is the opportunity for Zelin to understand the magical power of this world.

While the little thief was paying attention to the weapon, Zelin suddenly got up, thinking about the appearance of the shadow, and pressed his hands on the shoulders of the thief.

"It's a beautiful weapon, isn't it?"

This invisible thief was startled. He subconsciously wanted to escape, but Zelin's hands firmly pressed his shoulders, making him unable to move.

"But this weapon is not something a thief can use. I don't want to give it to a thief as a gift from a lady."

There has been no new movement from the demon **** Mephala, maybe the demon **** has given up this weapon, or is satisfied because of something. But in any case, no trouble is a good thing.

"Perhaps I should give you to the elf? A stealth thief running around in their house? I think he must be very interested." Zelin raised his eyebrows, he was very careful, his body was covered with the guard of the Kunen's seal. Shield, even if the invisible thief suddenly stabbed him with a dagger, he could only pierce the shield.

"No, no, wait, wait."

As Zelin's voice fell, a little figure suddenly appeared in front of him like a trick. The appearance of this man was almost the same as that of a human, but his height was only half that of a human. For some reason, looking at his appearance, Zelin could hardly call him a dwarf. If the dwarf is a rock living in the mountains, then this is the shepherd in the countryside. Living in different places can bring different temperaments to different races. He has no beard and is wearing a brown-red jacket with light green pants underneath. The disproportionate pair of big feet are covered with pads and curls, and they are obviously not suitable for wearing shoes.

"You are a human being, I am not a thief, not someone who came to steal things. This..." The little man stretched out a finger, the corners of his mouth were stretched together and turned around, his brown eyes glanced at the sword on the wall. "One Good sword."

"If you just want to eat something, I won't care about you, little man." Zelin let go and looked at the little man in front of him carefully. "But you shouldn't hit the attention of my sword."

"I am not a thief, I am Bilbo, a hobbit... who came to my companion."

"Huo what?"

"Hobbit, you should remember when others introduce themselves. I really like to meet new friends but it would be better if I am a polite person. I am a hobbit, not a villain."

"A polite person will not be a thief." Zelin retorted.