The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

This scene is a bit like a monkey being watched, or a star being hugged by fans.

It was not until the person who questioned him at the beginning came back to him again that Alok seemed to come to his senses.

"Alok?" He circled Alok, walked in front of Alok and looked at him carefully for a while. He asked: "I heard that you blew up Damia? Is it true?"

Uh~~~Alok left a drop of cold sweat.

If you say so, it seems that there is nothing wrong.

However, what I want to know is, who spread this rumor about me? ? ?

"I just used Thordaril's Star Fury once." Alok said reluctantly.

But before he finished speaking, there was an uproar at the scene.

"Damiya was blown up as expected."

"Wouldn't that mean Damia would become a ruin?"

"That's for sure. It's good that it didn't turn into the List Plain."

"Uncle Magik should be fine!"

"Hmm~~~I think so. I heard that it's been a while since he last sent me news."

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Why do these elves feel like a bunch of bumpkins? ? ?

Is it my illusion?

From what they said, it was indeed a rumor made up by Magik.

There must be a tribe of the Windrunner family here. Maybe it's Magik's family.

But it's true. Magik said that most of the Windrunner family are forest guardians. Only he was selected as a liaison. By the way, he can do some elf industry.

"Uh~~Have you finished the inspection?" He asked, scratching his head.

"Hmm~~Hmm~~~Hmm~~~~." The first elf glanced at Alok.

This made Alok's scalp a little numb.

"Just heard a piece of news. Merrick. He has to stay in our Xiaoyerong Village for one night." A voice suddenly sounded, it was the female elf just called Jeshil.

She was thin and small, just over 1.5 meters tall, but her light green short hair was very capable.

A second-level artist, or rather a moon god priest.

Xiaoyerong Village? ? ?

This is a really down-to-earth name. .

Maybe this is how it is called in the Elven language.

Maybe it would be called a town in the language of the Hutt Empire, of course it could also be called a village.

Besides. Do you look down on the village?

The elves in this village may have stronger combat power than a city outside.

The only drawback is why they are so green!

There are so many druids!!

"Why?" The original elf Merrick asked a question for Alok.

Jeshil waved his hand casually and said, "I reported this situation to the Star Priest. Let's set off tomorrow night."

"Lamidona?" Merrick's eyes suddenly shone a little.

It should be said that all the male elves present were shining like stars.

"That's right." Jeshil rolled his eyes and said casually. "You male elves should pay more attention to the beauty around you, and don't always think about the swan meat far away in the sky!!"

"Hehe. What's wrong with just thinking about it? That's the star sacrifice." Merrick scratched the back of his head and said.

Jeshil once again said "Tsk~" with disdain, then turned around and walked out, saying casually: "There is also good news. I heard that Ramil is coming to Xiaoyerong Village."

"What!!!"

"Oh~~ Tell me this is true!"

"You won't lie to me! Jeshil." Merrick immediately asked three questions loudly.

Jeshil did not answer these three questions, and said with a hint of loneliness in his tone: "Arrange for Alok."

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When Alok stayed in Xiaoyerong Village for a day, he realized that Merrick was an outlier among the elves.

Seeing his expression yesterday, I thought all elves were star-chasers.

I didn't expect that most elves didn't have much feeling for the star priest Lamidona. But they were more curious about me.

Elves are always calm, but they will work hard to pursue what they like and hope to get.

For Alok, the biggest advantage of Darkmoon Forest is that the elves here are very beautiful. There are almost no ugly ones.

Note that it is almost.

Most elves in Darkmoon Forest do like to go out at night.

This is not consistent with Alok's previous impression of elves.

But the queen is in charge at night, which is reasonable.

In the evening of the second day. Alok was studying the relationship between the elves' architectural style and plants on the roadside.

But finally saw Ramir, who had heard of him for a long time, on the road.

Unfortunately, Merrick did not show up. Maybe it was because of shyness, or to maintain a good social distance.

I still want to see his interesting expression.

Ramir has a head of silver hair similar to Ariel, tied behind his back, and a crown made of wild flowers on his head.

She looks a bit like Ariel, but she looks a lot older than Ariel, not as young as Ariel.

I don't know what the aesthetic standards of elves are, but in Alok's opinion, Ramil is the most beautiful elf he has ever seen. She is also the highest level elf, probably level 6? ? Or even higher. It's hard to judge.

High nose bridge, slender eyebrows. Lake blue eyes are like a clear spring, shining with the starlight in the sky.

It seems that a little red paint is applied under her eyes for fun, making her look a little wild.

She carried a hunting bow on her back. She rode a huge pure white cat, and followed a pure black cat. Her green eyes stared at Alok, which was quite scary.

It was not a tiger, but a real cat.

It was the first time Alok had seen such a mount. Shouldn't it be a unicorn or something like that?

Why such a big cat? ? ?

Isn't your thick fur hot?

Alok was quite shocked.

Lamiel, wearing a tight hunting suit, jumped down from her mount. Seeing Alok standing at the entrance of the village and looking at her seriously, she smiled and asked in the language of the Hutt Empire:

"Are you Alok?"

She gently stroked the soft fur on the white tiger's neck and looked at Alok with interest.

"Yes. Are you Lamidona?" Alok came back to his senses and asked softly.

Ramil was very energetic. He patted the cat's head and looked at Alok and said in a playful voice: "That's right. Just call me Ramil."

"I heard about you in Damia a long time ago. But I didn't expect to see you so soon." Alok smiled and said.

"Oh? It must be Ariel who said that. She always said that she went to Damia because of me. Really!" Ramil pouted and complained.

Alok thought it was a little funny and responded: "It was indeed Ariel."

Suddenly, Ramil approached Alok's face and sniffed his smell.

This made Alok feel a little intimate, and he dodged awkwardly.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly.

Ramil suddenly frowned and said, "Why do you smell like an exile?"

"What exile?" Alok asked in surprise.

"Hmm~~. This is quite complicated. I'll tell you later." Ramil frowned and replied.

Then, she patted the big cat beside her and said to Alok: "We have to hurry on our way before it's dark. There's still plenty of time on the road."

"Uh~~Okay. Don't you need to rest?" Alok asked with concern.

Ramil stuck out her tongue, patted the body of the white tiger beside her and said with a smile: "No need. Anyway, it's Dabai who's working hard."

She responded with a low "meow" and Dabai's tongue.

Ramil was licked by Dabai, making her face wet, so she patted Dabai hard and blamed him: "I told you not to lick with your tongue. There are barbs on it. You are no longer a kitten!"

Alok found it very interesting. He watched this scene with a smile.

Ramir patted Dabai's neck again, turned his head and looked at Ailok, as if to ask for credit:

"You will ride Xiaohei in a while, and we will set off to Darkmoon Village together. Don't worry, Xiaohei is very docile, not like what she looks like. She is not as naughty as Dabai. I specially asked Emil to borrow it. It took me a long time."

Xiaohei? ? Dabai? ?

Why is the aesthetic of elves naming like this? He silently complained in his heart.