A gust of wind was blowing through the forest with a black figure.
The withered trunk, which had already lost its branches and leaves, became his first choice. He would not stay in a position for more than a second. If he did not pay attention to the observation, he would not find his existence at all.
Just in the past night, Yves, who had fled from sao'o, had already crossed the boundary of vilnin and penetrated into the territory of ERI. Before long, he would be able to return to the quiet city.
Instead of flying on a dragon, he was faster on his own.
I don't know how long later, Eve finally returned to the outside of the quiet city, where he once fought with a necromancer.
At this time, a cry for help came from his ear, accompanied by several slender screams.
Iver was stunned, then rushed to the position where the call came from.
When he came to the lower part of the city wall, his face turned pale. The three dwarfs were fighting against a female elf. In fact, it was a one-sided battle. The Female Elf was suppressed and retreated. Most of his clothes were broken, and it was hard to cover the beautiful body below.
The three dwarfs were not in a hurry to solve the enemy. They just looked at the elf playfully and exerted pressure on her at the same time.
"What are you doing?" Iver asked calmly, the momentum of a legendary creature spilled out of him.
Feeling the momentum of the legendary creatures, the three dwarfs trembled and their legs softened, unable to speak at all.
"I'll give you a chance to explain." The genie in Black said slowly, "I don't think it's useful at all, but I'll give you a chance. If you can't give me a convincing reason to justify what you have just done, then you will die here. "
"We're... We're giving her a chance to atone!" Said a stout dwarf.
"That's it." A dwarf with a war hammer echoed: "all along, elves have bullied US dwarves like this, even sheltered the criminals who killed the dwarves, just because that criminal is an elf! This is the punishment she deserves. She should atone for the actions of her fellow elves
"What are you talking about?" Eve frowned and looked suspiciously at the elf.
The appearance of Eve made the pressure of the female spirit subside. She sat on the ground, her hands around her body, looking at her direction.
I don't know if it was the tears in the eyes of the elf, her long silver hair, or her injury that aroused the bad memories of Yves. In addition to the betrayal of the dragon, he had already accumulated a lot of anger in his heart.
"Now it's your turn to atone." Iver pronounced the end of these dwarves in a deep voice, "atone with your blood and your soul."
The two dwarfs realized the danger, but they didn't have time to do anything. Their heads flew high and they lost all consciousness.
The only one who survived was the dwarf with the Warhammer. He was able to survive because he lifted the Warhammer in time to block his body.
Looking at the deformed hammer in his hand and the dead companion beside him, the dwarf was frightened. Just as he wanted to turn around and escape, he fell to the ground.
The dwarf tried to climb up from the ground, but he couldn't do it anyway. There was no sense in his lower body. He looked back tremblingly and saw that his body had been cut off and his blood and organs scattered all over the ground. This was the last scene he saw.
After the execution of several dwarves, iver shook his sword blade. There was no blood left on the blade.
Take out a piece of black clothes from the treasure of space, Yves throws it to the spirit sitting on the ground, and then prepares to go to the quiet city.
"My lord... Are you going to the quiet city? This is not a good time. " Seeing that Eve was planning to enter the city, she said quickly.
When he was stopped by the elf, Eve stopped, but he didn't want to look back. He turned his back to her and asked, "what happened? What about the guards in the city? They don't care what happens under the wall? "
As if she remembered something bad, she sighed: "there was a riot in the city... A riot caused by the dwarves. The quiet city has lost its former order, and even the Lord's house has been attacked by the dwarves, and the guards have already been transferred away. "
"Riot?" Eve's face sank. He didn't expect that such a thing happened in the city when he left.
"The dwarfs... They're just... They're just blinded by anger. It shouldn't have happened... No one should have been hurt or died in this kind of thing... "
Looking at the dwarf body not far away, there was a trace of pity in her eyes.
Kind and warm spirit, do not want to see the emergence of death, for the death of any creature, the spirit is always compassionate.
However, in the face of the active attack of evil, there will always be spirits like Yves, who are used to accompanying death, to step forward.
Feeling the kindness in her heart, even if the object of her kindness was a dwarf who was going to hurt her not long ago, iver sighed and did not try to change her idea. Once upon a time, iver was also such a spirit.
"You are a resident of the city. I can send you back to the city and arrange other elves to protect you before the end of the riot. Believe me." Yves said firmly.
Looking at the elf in black who always turned her back to her, a gentle smile appeared on her face: "I'll trouble you all the way."
There was a rustling sound from the rear. Eve was not moved. When the sound stopped, the silver haired elf in the rear had changed into the clothes that Eve had given her.
Suddenly, she let out a burst of exclamation, accompanied by a little pain.
Iver was surprised, worried that the situation would change, and turned quickly to see the silver haired elf sitting on the ground, rubbing his red and swollen ankle with his hand.
On her body, she was wearing a strong black dress belonging to Yves, which didn't fit her. Her shoulders were high and her cuffs were long.
"Are you all right?" Iver took the initiative to look aside, looking at the dwarf's head not far away.
"It's ok... It's just that I don't have any mana. I can't even recover from this kind of injury." The silver haired Genie blushed and said, "can I trouble you..."
Ivar, helpless, turned his back to her, squatted down and said, "come on up."
"Thank you... You are a noble spirit." Silver fairy came to Eve's back and was picked up by him without any effort. "My name is Sophie. I'm an apprentice of Lord Jennie. What's your name?"
"Are you Jennie's Apprentice?" The elf in black was a little surprised: "the name doesn't matter. I'm just an elf who wants to take revenge on the necromancer."
With that, without waiting for Sophie to reply, iver's figure flashed and disappeared with the silver haired Sophie.