Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 498 349. Actor Bald Oriole

Felix walked out of the main entrance of Forest House and felt a strange feeling when he looked at the fog that obscured his vision, but he couldn't describe this feeling, or he couldn't use any words he knew to describe it. He held the purple ring in his hand tighter. As a thief, he knew the strangeness of the ring in his hand.

Felix looked around as he walked. Just as he walked out of the fog, his steps stopped. At this moment, he suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the woman he had just communicated with. It was not the poor Rick language with a southern Bretonnian accent, nor was she communicating with him about thieves' skills, but what he saw with his peripheral vision. Those eyes. Those eyes were so similar to the ones he saw last night. He realized that the human girl with the childish face among the elves might not be a human. If not, what was it? He suddenly thought of the legendary vampire, and he thought of a woman he had met in an upscale restaurant in Middenheim in his early years.

As Felix was thinking quickly, the air became colder, the icy air stung his skin, and even the quality of the air changed. He realized that he seemed to be a joke, and what he was proud of was broken. He never belonged to the night, the night belonged to those beings. His heart kept beating wildly. After his cognition was broken, he realized that this was a real problem. Maybe after he could see the sun for three hours, he should say goodbye to all this and have a quiet night. bid farewell.

In addition to the real estate of his residence, Felix also has some gold coins and jewelry, and of course the rubies he just obtained. He has the capital to go elsewhere. Maybe he needed to tell some lies to make people accept that he was a different person, that he had been lying most of his life, and that he would miss Altdorf and the house, but these were just lives that could be rebuilt elsewhere, maybe It’s time to start thinking about a different life, like the life of an academic.

He was locked in a dusty library, growing older and older, surrounded by books older than him. Felix began to imagine all this, but in retrospect, he was a thief, stealing for a while, stealing for a lifetime, and he thought this proverb was very reasonable. Whatever he called himself, he was still Felix Mine, a thief, a liar, and perhaps, as the elf said, an actor? Maybe tonight is the end of his show, maybe he should write down what happened in the past few days in the years to come, maybe he should take this secret to his grave.

Felix walked slowly. He was not in a hurry to get back to his residence, at least not until he had a definite route. He suddenly stopped at a corner. He smelled a smell of cardamom and He inhaled the scent of cinnamon through his nose, and his consciousness gradually returned to normal. He blocked the random thoughts in his mind. It was not important to him in the future. What was important was now. He wanted to see the sunshine at dawn. He finally After taking a sharp breath through his nose, his body suddenly started to move, and he slid around a street corner and entered the slums of Beicheng District.

"He moved." After Gilead, who was standing on the roof, said in a deep voice, he used his legs to jump to the opposite roof. Apart from his words, no other sound was made during the whole process. Although he has never been to Beicheng District before, he has mastered the map and various information about the human city of Altdorf. In his opinion, there is no essential difference between Beicheng District and Dongcheng District. With his good night vision and understanding of the city, Familiar with him, he can hang on the back of the human thief.

Darkus also started to move. His posture was more elegant and agile, or a little weird. He didn't jump at all, but sat sideways on the pole of the trident. Under the light of the twin moons, he looked like a rider. It's like flying in the sky with a broom. He only needs to follow Gilead. If Gilead loses track, there will still be a spellcaster in his team.

As he moved, thoughts surged in Darkos' mind. Who leaked the news about the brass ring? Tzeentch? The third gift that Tzeentch prepared for him? What troubled him more than this was, why did that person appear in Altdorf at this time? Shouldn't it be in Sylvania or preparing to attack Middenheim? Why in Altdorf?

The two wild dogs fought fiercely over the bone stick, their eyes flashing with hunger and desire. The remaining meat residue on the bone stick made them salivate. They roared at each other, their fur bristling with ferocity, their roars echoing in the silent darkness. But they soon stopped growling at each other. Their ears were erect, their eyes were staring nervously into the distance, and their noses were twitching slightly, sniffing out unfamiliar scents.

The footsteps of the third person were getting closer and closer. The two wild dogs immediately stopped their confrontation and looked nervously in the direction of the sound. One dog stopped fighting and lowered its body slightly, as if trying to hide its threatening nature. The other one paused for a moment, and before his eyes showed any expression, his body was kicked away by a third person who was approaching quickly. When it hit the stone wall, it let out a whimpering sound, while the other dog barked wildly. The chase begins.

Felix, who had already entered the state, put the ring on his left hand, and his right hand was holding the bone that he picked up after kicking the dog away. He was holding the bone as if he were participating in a track and field relay race, and soon He saw a ray of light. The light in the middle of the night would bring warmth and hope to people, and the same was true for him as an actor. Just like the elf said, he was not a thief now, but an actor. He has to play the role of an actor well.

"Stop! Thief!" The night watchman carrying a candle lamp naturally found Felix running in the dark and heard the barking of dogs not far away. He scolded, but it was just a scolding. He and him The companions did not start chasing immediately, but waited for Felix to run far away before starting the chase slowly, and their actions were full of perfunctory.

Felix kept running with the bone stick in hand. The wild dog that had been barking behind him had stopped moving. Maybe it was because he was exhausted? Maybe he was too fast to escape from the mouth of the mysterious continent's giant beast? Although the wild dogs no longer chased him, he still did not stop, because there were more sounds of pursuit behind him, and his series of actions just now successfully attracted the night watchmen and patrols.

Felix emerged from the narrow back alley and appeared behind the night watchmen and patrols. After looking at his pursuers who were running in the opposite direction, he hit the wall hard with the joint of the bone stick, and soon began to knock regularly. The sound of banging attracted the attention of the pursuers. After a pause, the pursuers chased him with curses in Rick's raccoon language.

When Felix saw his pursuer approaching, he rushed across the street and returned to the corner. The dark night seemed to have become his friend again, someone he could trust, but he knew that this was all an illusion, but the dark night could promise him that it would provide him with a place to hide, and his figure was disappearing into the dark night.

"He's running around in circles, he's playing tricks on those humans." 3 stopped, then stretched out his left hand to signal the team following him to stop. He paused and looked down, and after a moment he said.

"Very smart, isn't it?" Darkus, who was sitting on the trident, responded with a low smile. He knew that Felix should have figured it out. When they were unable to come forward, Felix could only alert the human patrol force and create the illusion of being hunted, thereby attracting the hidden one. Instead of quietly running back to his residence in the southern city, If that happens, there is a high probability that Felix will die in the residence.

Then Darkus looked at Drusala again, and after seeing Drusala shaking her head at him, he nodded. He knew that Drusala did not sense any existence, and the popular compass brought out from the folded space did not respond at all, and he did not feel the power of fate. If it was as he guessed, the power of fate must be Very profound, after all, that person has done so many things.

As soon as that person appears, he can be locked immediately, and the pincer offensive deployed by Darkus will immediately launch an attack. And he is not afraid of the house thief. The empire has only been in history for a few years now, and the man is not very good. Belloda and Asanok who stayed in the forest house and the remaining elves left behind are enough to deal with him.

When Felix appeared on the street again, he was out of breath. Holding a bone club, he leaned against the stone wall. While breathing heavily, he also raised his ears to listen to the voice of his pursuer. He began Now that he understands what he is doing, he feels that this seems very interesting. Maybe he can choose not to be a scholar in the future, but use his talent as a liar to become an actor? A true actor who can give the audience a gorgeous performance on stage.

It seems like a good idea, but like many good ideas, it's not that simple. First of all, Felix wants to survive tonight. He hopes that his actions can attract that person so that he can replace him in the next performance. He doesn't want to see that person in his residence again. He knows that Then he will die, surely die, as if he had never appeared in this world. He looked around for a moment, and then hurried away from the wall. He heard footsteps coming from behind him, but when he turned around and looked around, he didn't find anyone. He didn't know if it was his imagination or his. The intuition is spot on.

Felix continued to run through the alleys towards the college area. He knew that because of the destruction of Altdorf University, there were more guards there than the incompetent guys in the North City. He looked at the ring on his hand again, and even though it looked like a worthless trinket, he knew it had its own power, of that he had no doubt. He could feel that the blasphemy emanating from the ring was the evil possessed by magic, and the texture of this purple ring was very strange and was not made of brass.

Felix suddenly realized something. This ring was the key for the elf to deal with that man, and perhaps it was also the key to his survival. After this idea appeared in his mind, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He glanced back in horror. He had to calm down and think about all this, and he had to leave Altdorf alive while already being paid.

Felix came to the academy area not far from the elder's residence. He looked at the Rick Bridge shrouded in fog from a distance and thought that the elf's proposal was correct. He should not return to the southern city through the Rick Bridge, which meant It was too dangerous for him to pass the toll booth. And there are too many officials and nobles in Nancheng District, as well as more soldiers, so this won't work. Going from the streets of Beicheng District, from the college district to the fish market meant more maneuvering, but also more opportunities for mistakes, but he couldn't care less.

Felix, who continued running, stopped at the intersection of two streets. Not far away from him, an old woman was wiping the porch in front of a low-income apartment. In the other direction, some workers who were going to work at the dock walked out. Got the apartment. He nodded to the old woman when she noticed his presence, and he realized that it was almost dawn, and if... He then tapped the stone wall with the bone stick again, and then quickly crossed the street.

Felix was a little angry now. He felt like a puppeteer being manipulated, but as the anger gradually disappeared, it was replaced by pain and regret, and his damn curiosity was killing him. While he was running and thinking, his intuition keenly sensed something. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up and his skin squirmed unnaturally. He knew that someone was watching him, and the person watching him was still that person. Group of elves.

After slowing down, Felix turned his head and looked back. He had been a thief for too long. He believed in his intuition, although intuition was not that useful. Otherwise, he would not have been caught just now. But at this moment, he could feel that there must be something behind him. He looked left and right, scanning the streets. Except for the workers who were working, there was no other special presence. He pricked up his ears again, listening for the pursuer's voice. He waited, counting silently in his mind, listening intently, trying to find any inappropriate sounds, but there was nothing, only the pursuer getting closer and closer. The sound of footsteps and curses.

Felix knew that if he delayed any longer, it would be dawn soon. He couldn't stay in Beicheng District or Dongcheng District during the day. He needed to leave as soon as possible. He ran towards the dock area, planning his next route as he ran. In his mind, he imagined what the streets looked like, their entrances and exits, and some places he had overlooked. Where it might appear if the roles were reversed. There are four places to hide in the street where he is, but only one of them will work. The others are just illusions because there is no possibility of escape at all. And that one of them is very good and can hide well without being caught. Found that there are also more escape routes.

There is no idiom in the empire, but Felix has his own philosophy. He always believes that the hunter has a greater chance of winning than the prey, because the prey is always on the edge of danger. He knows that he is in a crisis. He is like a The prey is waiting for the hunter to appear, and behind the hunter there is a hunter who pursues the hunter, a higher existence in the biological chain. But just like the idiom of the three cunning rabbits in the cave, there is no mantis stalking the cicada in the empire. The oriole is there. back.

Felix was not excited by his inference and philosophy. He looked back worriedly. He looked at the location where the hunter might appear, but there was nothing. The hiding places were all empty. He smiled to himself. He laughed, feeling that he was a fool. That being could appear in his bedroom without alerting him. It was too stupid and ridiculous to use his experience to deduce. Perhaps that existence had already appeared, unknowingly circling in front of him, or standing behind him, but he had never been aware of it.

That being could appear anywhere, even standing on Felix's shoulders, or in some other way? Like a bird? Or a bat? This situation that broke his cognition made him feel very troubled. He no longer thought about it, but chose to leave. He ran away again, his heart beating harder than before, adrenaline flowing in his body, and he suddenly He felt like he was back in the mysterious continent again, he didn't know where he was going, he didn't know where he was.

Felix bumped into a dockworker at the corner. He could smell the stink of eels coming from the worker. The worker was knocked down by him and he also fell, but he quickly climbed up from the ground. He got up and ran amidst the workers' curses, as if nothing had happened.

The sound of the chase echoed in Felix's ears, and the sound of rapid breathing continued to echo. There were only empty streets in front of him. Occasionally he could feel that he saw a refraction, a ripple in the shadow, a strange ray of light. He knew that the being might be nearby and observing him, but he did not dare to take the risk of slowing down to observe. He was afraid that his behavior would anger the other party.

Felix turned sideways and walked through a narrow alley, passed through the gap between two houses, and entered a garden filled with garbage and debris. After climbing over the low wall, he entered another garden filled with weeds and debris. In the garbage backyard, the back door was open. He had no time to think. He walked through the kitchen and through the living room. In the living room was a middle-aged man who was stretching, yawning, and with a greasy head.

"Who asked you to come in?" The middle-aged man who was still stretching looked blankly at Felix who appeared in his living room, and then asked angrily.

"Step aside!"

Felix, who was running, didn't stop. He picked up the bone stick and hit the middle-aged man on the head. Then he pushed the middle-aged man away. He stepped over the middle-aged man's lying body and pushed open the main door. The moment he opened the door and turned around, he saw strange ripples flashing in the light behind him. The light was bent, as if something was hiding something obvious. He knew that the being had discovered him and followed him. He didn't dare to stay, and he didn't dare to hand over the ring to that being right away. He placed his hope on the group of elves. He wanted to delay until The elf appeared after discovering the presence.

Felix felt that the situation was very bad. After returning from the mysterious continent, his body had been neglecting exercise. Now the long hours of running and fatigue had betrayed his body. He could feel an almost burning sensation in his calves. His knees felt like they were being pricked by needles. Every step he took would cause severe pain in his thighs. But he did not give up. He kept checking. After running through one intersection, he ran towards another intersection.

Now Felix no longer dared to run into the alley. Just as he was thinking quickly while running, his legs suddenly stopped working. In panic, his left foot tripped his right foot. He fell to the ground, onto the cobbled pavement. Lying on the ground, he seemed to hear a strange laughter, and the sound was almost close to his ears. He did not dare to look. He struggled to stand up and took a few steps forward, but he He stumbled again, his legs feeling like they were tied together.

"Stop! I feel it, the Weakness Technique!" Drusala stopped Gilead who was about to jump. She could already vaguely detect the energy of Deha, and the meteor compass she held in her hand was pointing to where she was. Perceived direction.

"Don't worry, the fun has just begun." After hearing Drusala's words, Darkus jumped down from the trident. He didn't know that the new gravity of the brass ring was too strong. It was still a bit shallow, but in short, the person finally appeared, and he vaguely felt the power of destiny, but he did not pursue the pursuit immediately. He looked up at the increasingly brightening sky, and then at the other team on the rooftop far away. He was waiting, he was waiting for the moment when his cousin's ring appeared on that person's body.

Felix's will supported him, and he got up from the ground again. He no longer reached for the bone stick that fell far away. After taking a few steps forward, he didn't fall this time. He didn't look back. He just kept walking forward. In despair, he kept praying. He prayed that the elves would appear in front of him immediately. It was the first time he felt that the elf who had left a deep psychological shadow on him was so...he couldn't describe it.

Felix's consciousness continued to spread, and he stumbled forward as if he was being manipulated. As he walked, he suddenly came back to his senses, and he realized that he had unknowingly walked into a narrow alley. , he realized desperately that he had run into a dead end. He should not have run into this dead end, but should have walked on the street and been seen by people.

"Is this where I'm going to die? In this stinking alley? For that damn curiosity, for a stupid broken ring." Felix leaned against the wall, knowing that he had no chance. , his performance came to an end, his body was limp and he kept mumbling.

Felix felt that the scene in front of him was familiar? He seemed to have been there, more than once, and yes, when he was young, he felt a little ironic. The slum life of his childhood was very far away from him, so far away that there was a clear gap in the quality of life after he engaged in theft and cheating as an adult, with luxurious clothes, delicious dinners, and beautiful women, but now he has returned. An alley filled with filth and stench.

Felix heard the footsteps, and he turned his head with difficulty. The existence showed its outline in front of his eyes, as if that existence was coming out of the shadows, rather than that the existence was not there before. He moved his body with difficulty and curled up. He kept shaking his head, as if this could drive that existence away from his sight.

The figure's expression held a hint of pity, and he moved slightly on tiptoes, shortening the distance between him and Felix.

"I brought the ring out." Felix took off the ring from his left hand and raised it. He hated that his voice sounded fearful and weak, but he couldn't control it just like he did in the tavern just now. own fears.

"Awesome." The figure's voice was full of coldness.

"Take it, I don't need it."

"Okay, but..." The figure nodded in agreement, and his words were long. Before Felix could react, he stood on tiptoes and took a step forward. Then he drew out the sword blade like a poisonous snake and moved towards it. Felix bit down on his wrist.

Felix's wrist was severed, and the ring fell to the ground along with his wrist. The ring rolled away and jingled on the cold stone. Blood spurted out from the broken part of his wrist, and blood splattered all around. He wanted to open his mouth and scream in pain, but he couldn't make any sound.

His mouth opened in vain, Felix's face showed pain and pleading. He leaned against the wall and grabbed his severed hand. In vain, he pressed the severed hand on the blood-spattered wrist. He stood leaning against the wall. He got up and staggered towards the dead end. His face lost a trace of blood and turned abnormally pale. He vaguely felt that the figure brought him to the slums for a reason. Violence was a way of life here. The screams caused by murder would not attract the attention of the surroundings, and he could not make any sound now. .

"Stretch out your other hand." The figure ordered in a deep voice.

Felix shook his head in vain. Due to the blood loss, the whole world was blurred in his vision. The dead end disappeared and he saw a world full of pain and fear. He staggered forward another step, slipped on the road stained with his own blood, and stumbled to the ground. He raised his hand to cover his face, and saw a blood-red darkness, and then his hand also Cut off ruthlessly by the sharp blade of the figure.

Felix, who fell to the ground, felt the warmth draining from his body. Even the blood on his face had an indescribable coldness. His vision gradually blurred. When the figure knelt down to pick up the ring, he saw To the reflective head of the figure.

"You don't look well. It's important to rest, Felix." After picking up the ring, the figure turned to look at Felix who was lying there, and then just like he did when he saw Felix for the second time yesterday. , sent cordial greetings.

"In my opinion, if you are still alive, you will not engage in theft in the future. Believe me, in most cities in the empire, beggars can also live very well. This is my kindness to you. ? Of course, it would be better if you died. Well... the night is leaving us, I left you to Moore, goodbye, dear Mr. Thief." After the figure finished speaking, he raised the ring above his head , when he saw that the ring was purple, his ruthless eyes showed surprise.

The next second, a bright light burst out from the ring. The bright light was like a dazzling meteor, like a bright light in the dark night. The light in the ring gradually spread, forming a leisurely halo. At that moment, the figure felt a powerful force pouring into his body, burning like a fire. His body began to emit a dazzling light, like a burning ball. bonfire. As the light spread, the surrounding darkness seemed to be swallowed up, and the outline of his body became blurred in the light. He felt that his soul was ignited, and an unprecedented power surged in his heart, filling him with pain and making him unable to bear it. Let out a wail of pain.

The ring fell to the ground again, rolled away, clanking on the cold stone, and the smoking figure stumbled out of the dead end. Although Felix was lying on the ground unable to move, he witnessed what had just happened. The bright light was so dazzling and warm. He felt the warmth covering his body. His mouth opened and he smiled happily. He knew that the figure was injured, and now that figure became prey.

Felix just lay on the ground like this. He didn't whine or call for help. He just stared at the ring. He knew the rules of the slums and knew that no one would come to help him. He forgot about time and his consciousness. The pain dissipated, and just when he was about to close his eyes and return to More's arms, a pair of gorgeous boots appeared in front of him. He remembered these boots, which he had seen in the tavern not long ago.

"Help him... After all, he has dedicated exquisite stories and gorgeous performances." Tolandir looked at Phoenix lying in a pool of blood, and couldn't bear to see the two palms scattered around Felix. said.

"As you wish." Colonia, who picked up the ring, raised her head and glanced at Tolandil. Her eyes were a little stunned, but everything seemed to be within her expectation. Finally, she sighed silently. said.

"His skills are all in his hands, and he will no longer be able to engage in theft." After putting on the ring, Colonia knelt down again, picked up Felix's severed hand, and put it on Lauren Loren's Skoglag With Jinchi, she learned the art of bone setting from the human hedge sage. With the wind of Jiren, she could heal Felix's hand. While she was healing Felix, she turned her head and used Tolandir. Rick said.

"Maybe? Should he still be able to write? He should become a scholar in the future and record the stories of his life. Or become a liar like before. In my opinion, a liar only needs a mouth and throat?" Tolan was helping. Dill also responded in Rick language.

"Like you?" Colonia didn't know which of her nerves was wrong, and she said this sentence inexplicably. After finishing speaking, she stopped moving and looked at Tolandir.

"Yes, my dear lady." Tolandir smiled and said with a smile.