Elf Archer of Life in Another World

"So cunning!"

"really."

"Where is the cunning? This is so considerate!"

Young Master Yan shook the broad leaf triumphantly, raising his chin high.

"We're not talking about the same thing, okay?" Nian Nian glared at him, wanting to throw him out of the window.

What she and Qi Youfeng said was that the format of the opening ceremony and the way of distributing the rules were too cunning. The "intimate" Gongzi Yan mentioned was referring to the specific content of the competition.

This large-scale event with the theme of "Forever Night Carnival" started without ceremony. It didn't even mention how long it would last, let alone inform everyone of the overall process of the event.

The rules sent to them just said that the next three days are art competitions, and teams that want to participate can start preparations now, including painting, sculpture and architectural design.

The participating teams need to show the creative process and results together, and the onlookers will vote and score to determine the quality of the work.

The leaf in their hands is both a rule manual and a vote to express their likes and dislikes. They can write the names of their favorite works on the back, and can choose up to three different works.

At the same time three days later, the leaves in their hands will be taken back, and before that, everyone will have three chances to make changes.

"Who told me before that this was a drama competition?" Nian Nian asked, holding up the leaf.

"Maybe...including but not limited to drama?" Qi Youfeng guessed.

"So, no one knows how to organize this art festival in the future?" Every year I poked my head out to look at the bright moon.

In the ever-rising fireworks and sea of ​​stars, the harp had disappeared, leaving only a faint silhouette.

According to Alexander's research, among the three artifacts of the elves, there is one artifact that can control the rising and setting of the sun and the changes of the four seasons, and can also affect the emotional changes of living beings.

This artifact is a harp.

From this point of view, including Boander's one, three elven artifacts are being released one after another, and the location of the last artifact is also obvious - there are only three large, stable and powerful tribes in the entire Feathers Forest.

The most important thing is that Dagda's artifact has probably fallen into the hands of the two brothers and sisters, or at least it is under their influence and can be used by them.

Boander's piece was under the supervision of Engus, but we don't know what the condition of the last artifact is.

She didn't know how long this art festival would last, and she didn't know if she could successfully approach the two new elders. There seemed to be nothing she could do for the time being.

"Since we are selecting the 100 works with the highest number of votes, then we should strive to be among these 100 works." Young Master Yan said confidently.

He comes from Shanse Painting Hall, and what he is best at is painting. This competition is simply tailor-made for him.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Nian Nian lowered his head and sent a message after a moment, "I'll leave for a while and I'll be back in a day or two."

"What?" Qi Youfeng looked at her.

"I want to go back to Boand again and talk to the high priest Engus."

Every year, I check the quiver and short bow on my waist and prepare to set off.

After the Duke of Usher helped her repair the Moon Spirit Bow, he also settled her recent victory in the arena.

The income from team battles was relatively small. The Ten Thousand Beasts Battle only had the guaranteed results as agreed upon. However, due to several consecutive victories in the God of War battle, the income far exceeded her expectations.

Although she knew in her heart that this was probably a favor sold to her by the Duke, she still hated the Duke who plotted against Nick and their mercenary group every year.

He completed the upgrade task ahead of schedule and no longer spent time maintaining public security in the City of Usher. After giving up all the bounty tasks at hand, he returned directly to Boander and became the fourth from the bottom of their mercenary group to reach seventy.

class members

——The remaining three people are the twins and Alexander. The twins were actually delayed by Nian Nian's affairs, and Alexander has no interest in hitting the level.

However, there is nothing special about reaching level 70 every year. Not only did he fail to learn any dazzling and powerful new skills, but he was dismissed by Engus for a long time as his talent was dull.

In any case, being able to retrieve the quiver and remove the killing ring from his body is enough for Nian Nian.

"I will go directly back to Bo'ande to find Engus. Don't bother with me. I will be back soon." Niannian said to Qi Youfeng.

Qi Youfeng nodded: "Be careful on the road, go and come back quickly."

"Definitely~"

Nian Nian kissed him loudly, bit his lip quickly, turned around and got out of the car, and soon disappeared into the forest under the eternal night.

It wasn't until Nian Nian's figure completely blended into the darkness of the forest that Qi Youfeng lowered the curtain of the car window and looked at the envious young master Yan:

"It's time for you to start working, painter."

"Aren't you curious about what urgent matter she has? What if she is looking for someone?"

Looking at Qi Youfeng who was urging him to work naturally, Young Master Yan suddenly wanted to be a vicious male supporting actor.

"Didn't she say she was going to find Engus? Didn't you hear?" Qi Youfeng leaned back lazily, put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes and rested.

"...I'm not deaf."

Young Master Yan called Aqin in from outside the carriage, waving his fan and thinking about what to draw.

"There is no proposition or specific rules. This competition is too casual."

"Speaking of which," Qi Youfeng turned around, "What name did you use when you signed up? How many people signed up?"

"Twenty, I guess that's the number at most."

There are about ten people in Qiulongzhai and ten people in the Christmas Clown Mercenary Group. Put them together and use them together, so there are only twenty people in the sky.

"What about the team name?"

His selective answer made Qi Youfeng a little uneasy.

"Well, why don't you look at my young master's name?" Young Master Yan shook his fan and picked up the gentleness he had before surrendering to the bandits.

"Young Master... No, Young Master Yihong Yan." Qi Youfeng remembered this person's full name and suddenly felt bad, "Don't use your own name, right?"

"How could it be? I just borrowed the reason for this name." Young Master Yan said with a smile.

"...Don't tell me-"

Qi Youfeng held down the handle of the knife at his waist.

"Yihongyuan, is it loud?"

Young Master Yan pulled Ah Qin and stuck his head out from behind him.

"..."

"Don't glare at me. The name itself is nothing. It's just that it was misused by future generations and it was seriously stigmatized."

Young Master Yan defended himself solemnly and moved toward the exit of the carriage, not forgetting to pull Ah Qin along with him.

"Foreigners may not think so, but there are still many Chinese players here this time. How do you expect them to announce their names on stage every year?"

Qi Youfeng's other hand also pressed on the handle of the knife.

"It's okay, it's okay. Aren't we going to play a counter-attack? Our top card then will be -"

Qi Youfeng drew his sword.

"Well, we are now in a new era where everyone is equal. The title "Top Card" is too classy, ​​so it's not good."

Young Master Yan immediately swallowed the last word.

"Oops! I thought of what I should draw for the competition!"

He punched his palm, moved like a rabbit, jumped out of the carriage, and left seven words in the same place like a barrage:

"Double swords are stunning and beautiful!"