The Death Knell

The child of the forest, known as 'Leaf', carried an obsidian dagger on her back, perhaps a long sword for her size, and cautiously climbed down from the tree.

She has pointed ears, a red leaf cloak covering gray skin, and the most conspicuous thing on her face is her eyes, which are golden and green cat eyes. A mess of brown, red and blond hair hung down on his thin shoulders, interspersed with vines, twigs and withered flowers.

"How do you know my name?"

She once used this title. None of the other children of the forest had names, but she, who had traveled to the southern human countries for 200 years, had a common language name.

Naturally, Su Ming would not say that it was information obtained from his previous life.

"Because... I am the Supreme Mage! I know that among the children of the forest on the entire continent, you are the only one who knows Common Language, and I also know that you serve the Three-Eyed Raven."

Ye Zi tilted her head. She looked up at the two humans in front of her with a look of reminiscence.

After confirming that she had never seen or heard of the title of Supreme Mage before, she shook her little head:

"No, I don't know you, and I can't let you see the prophet. According to the ancient 'oath' agreement, the forest belongs to us."

She had the voice of an adult woman, sweet and high-pitched. Even if Hermione couldn't understand the meaning of the language, she could still feel that this goblin-like creature seemed quite cute.

Su Ming squatted down, making sure that he was eye-level with the other person, and took out a jam bread from his pocket.

After all, if you take something else, the other party won’t be able to understand it.

"That's it, then can we be friends?"

Bread is baked from flour, and jam is naturally the fruit of plants. This kind of food does not violate the creed of environmentalists such as druids, and the leaves can also be eaten.

Of course, because it is a product of 40K Earth Wilson Enterprises, it naturally contains flavors, pigments, various additives, etc. from the modern food industry, but these are not important.

As if smelling an extraordinary fragrance, her little nose moved. While looking at the humans warily, she pressed one hand hard on her other hand.

She has been to the human kingdom, so naturally she will not be fooled so easily.

"No, I can't help you, so I can't ask for your gift."

She turned her head away firmly, not looking at the bread that was bigger than her belly.

"What if I say this is a tribute to the gods? Do you still want to refuse?" Deathstroke took off his mask and revealed his face, with a gentle smile: "This is the only bread in the continent. Even the current king of mankind is not qualified to taste even a sip of my thoughts towards the gods."

Ye Zi's head turned around, and the little flowers in her hair trembled: "Really? Is it a tribute to the gods? Are you a human noble?"

"No, I'm just an ordinary person, but if you insist, you can also think of me as the emperor of a huge empire." Su Ming moved the bread forward and almost stuffed it into her little hand: " Sometimes identity is not important, what is important is whether you feel my sincerity?"

She grabbed it subconsciously.

After getting the soft bread, Ye Zi couldn't help but squint her eyes at the touch. She had never touched such a delicate flour product or seen such skillful baking.

It should indeed be a tribute to God, a bread that is unique in the world...

Just as she was thinking this, she saw the human who called himself Deathstroke take out another piece of bread from his pocket, pulled off the transparent cloth covering it, and handed it over again.

"That one is for the gods, this one is for you and your friends."

This bread is slightly smaller and filled with cream, but it still smells delicious.

With the first acceptance, there is no psychological barrier when reaching out for the second time. Ye Zi also took the second piece of bread and held it in his arms:

"It's a treasure that can only be enjoyed by the gods. Can you really give it to us?"

She had forgotten that humans were still standing in the holy land of the Children of the Forest, and her attention was completely distracted.

"Of course, I think the Green Seer should have seen me through the trees by now. If we were really not welcome, we should have informed you to drive us away." Su Ming nodded affirmatively, and then turned his gaze to the mountain halfway up the black hill. Cave: "Since he didn't do this, didn't he accept this visit? And it didn't stop you from accepting gifts from kind-hearted humans."

Ye Zi, who was as tall as a little girl, nodded. Now that everyone is standing in the weirwood forest, it means that thousands of eyes of the green prophets and the old gods are watching. This is indeed true.

"So you are a good human being." She nodded, showing a pure smile, and her big eyes curled up: "Okay, then please follow me, first offer sacrifices to the gods, and then I will take you to see the Green Seer grown ups."

After saying that, she skipped towards the depths of the forest, looking very happy. After taking a few steps, she turned around and waved, signaling the two humans to follow her quickly.

"So, a stupid woman was deceived by two pieces of bread?"

Hermione kept up with the professor and whispered in a playful tone. Although the language the professor communicated with the other party was not understandable, what happened had a strong sense of immediacy, as if it had happened to her not long ago. Same.

"For a world with a medieval background, sugar is very lethal." Su Ming put his hand on the back of his apprentice's neck and asked Strangler to copy the language information and stuff it into her head: "It's like Xili likes to talk to you. It’s like playing together, she is greedy for your chocolate frogs and sizzling honey candies.”

"Hey, it hurts a bit. My brain can't bear the influx of such a large amount of information." Hermione covered her forehead and swayed in place for a few times with her eyes closed: "Pause for now, I only need to know a little basic common language. "

"Okay, I won't use too technical vocabulary." Su Ming took his hand away and walked slowly, speechless: "Next time, you should learn the 'Language Comprehension' spell from Elminster. Otherwise, there will be trouble in the future.”

The little witch nodded, then shook her head: "The portable magic system supported by the upside-down ball is still under research. I'll just wait. Where will this little guy take us?"

"The children of the forest all worship the old gods, so now we are going to sacrifice the big jam bread, and then she will take us to see the Three-Eyed Crow. As long as I invite that one to go with me, half of my goal in this world will be accomplished. "

The professor looked at Ye Zi's back. She couldn't understand English, but she ran very fast in the forest and would turn around and smile from time to time. She looked very cute.

"Why do you have to have a druid join the Sky Council?" Hermione put her hands in her pockets indifferently, wearing jeans under her robe: "There are already many powerful wizards in the council, not to mention the card. Martaj and Hogwarts continue to nurture talent."

"Because druids are users of animal and plant abilities, this is the weak point of the Sky Council. Although the May Queen and I have a good relationship at the moment, it is better to prepare some back-ups just in case... ..What’s more, the Three-Eyed Crow is also a prophet, and you can never have too much prophecy ability.”

Deathstroke put his big hand on the student's head and rubbed it, then quickened his pace to follow Ye Zi. After a few minutes of walking through the dense forest, his eyes suddenly became clear.

There is a clearing in the blood-red forest, and a huge weirwood tree stands there.

The weather-beaten faces carved into the bark of the tree seemed to be looking at the visiting humans with their dull eyes, and there were many children of the forest around, their eyes full of curiosity and wariness.

For a moment, Su Ming couldn't tell who was staring at him.