Chapter 84: Forest of The Elves (2)

Chapter 84: Forest of The Elves (2)

Celtic went dizzy at once and slumped to the table. Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

Only after Celtic was knocked out that Tang Cuo remembered he forgot to ask Celtic the name of the current Elf King. If the Elf King could indeed bless the [Sword of Judgment], it would be equivalent to an extra layer of protection.

But now there was no way to ask, so the two of them could only grab this time to head out and investigate the situation.

At this time, it was getting dark and the mist in the forest was becoming thicker and thicker. The lights on the hanging bridges gradually lit up, illuminating the surrounding area. Perhaps because of the mist, the lights felt very cold, looking as dim as the moonlight.

The moon finally showed its face from behind the mist, but it looked very unreal. The moon was so big that it seemed to walk out of a dream, carrying with it a beauty that could chill people to the bones.

Looking up and seeing a source of light hanging from the door, Tang Cuo realised that it wasnt a real lamp, but pure white flowers that was either fully-bloomed or blooming. These flowers looked very similar to the night-blooming cereus, which scattered everywhere along the vines. Their stamens acted as the lamp wicks, while each of their petals was emanating a sort of fluorescence that was like the moonlight.

Theres a trace of magic here. The Magic Stone That Is Of No Use was sitting inside Tang Cuos pocket right now. As the elemental affinity increased, his perception became stronger. However, the magic on these flowers didnt seem to be cast by people. They simply contained lots of magic elements by themselves and glowed naturally.

Jin Cheng: This forest is unusual, even ordinary plants shouldnt be underestimated. If you have to get into a fight, be careful.

Ten minutes later, Jin Cheng casually knocked on the door of the tree house next to them and asked with a smile: Good evening, Im sorry to suddenly bother you.

There were human guests staying inside, who didnt carry the crest of the Greenvines Alliance on their chests. They seemed to be lone adventurers. They recognised Lancelot and behaved rather friendly towards him: So its Lancelot. Whats the matter?

Jin Cheng shook the pen and paper in his hands: As you know, Im a bard. Its a rare opportunity to be able to come to the Forest of The Elves, so how can I not write a beautiful piece of music? I want to hear your feelings. Everyone has their own unique perceptions, which will be very helpful for my creation.

These words were truly logical. A creator of arts who treated ordinary adventurers sincerely could always gain their respect.

Jin Cheng smoothly got through the door, and when the two adventurers in the house gathered around Jin Cheng to talk to him, Tang Cuo walked around to the tree house, effortlessly avoided the eyes of the elf guards, pried open the bedroom window and stepped inside.

His goal was very clear: to find out if there were any remnants of previous guests like the feathered brooch Celtic showed them earlier. Since the bedroom wasnt big, he quickly turned the whole place upside down, while Jin Cheng was in charge of the living room outside. Jin Cheng only had to walk around the room under the guise of thinking to quietly complete this task.

As for how their tasks were assigned, it was entirely based on their roles.

The label Tang Cuo had on himself was very obvious; the identity of the Greenvines Alliance would bring him both convenience and trouble, because the others would definitely have some doubts about his purpose. And if he accidentally knocked on the door of those from the Pinwheel Harbour office, the scene might not be pretty.

On the contrary, the bard had a rather useful identity.

But without Chi Yan, the two of them went back to their original amount of luck, or lack thereof. They knocked on two doors in succession but only found lone adventurers. They couldnt obtain any information or any items from these men.

What an unfavourable start.

The third attempt was finally a little rewarding, because the one who opened the door changed from a human to a dwarf with a big beard, holding a wine bottle while being completely intoxicated.

The second he moved his gaze down, Jin Cheng quickly switched modes and stared at his wine bottle with bright eyes: Such fragrant wine, Ive never smelt such a wonderful scent.

The dwarf successfully earned himself a drinking buddy. On such a happy occasion, some information would certainly slip off the tongue.

Although elves and dwarves have been neighbours for generations, they reside in the Forest of The Elves, while we reside in the Gorge of The North Wind, but the noble elves look down on us dwarves. If Im not making a bet with my folks this time, I wont come to this mission. I dont want to be looked down by the noble elves, but I didnt expect hey, they recruited me and gave me such delicious wine. After I go back, we might become best friends for a lifetime!

The only dwarf in the team was this Hammo. He took Jin Cheng in and bragged a few more rounds, then fell asleep drunk. Jin Cheng pondered his words carefully, raised his head and looked at Tang Cuo, who just came out of the bedroom.

Have you found anything? He asked.

No. Tang Cuo shook his head: But from what he said, there are indeed a lot of shady things about this trip to the Secret Lake. If the Secret Lake is really so important and the issue hasnt been resolved after so long, why didnt the elves directly come to a powerful man like Roger Reeds to ask for help? On the contrary, they seem to simply accept whoever comes to this mission.

This is indeed a problem. Jin Cheng said.

The Royal Palace carried a very different architectural style from the surrounding tree houses. The buildings were black, ancient yet grand, emanating a solemn air of majesty.

The only way to get to the Royal Palace was through four hanging bridges, but they were all heavily guarded.

Jin Cheng didnt believe that his hands were tied, so he walked along the edge for a while, trying to find another way in. But before long, he triggered a side mission.

As soon as the sound of Ding! came, he was certain he didnt hear it wrongly. But nothing happened after the sound. Suspicious, he changed his position and trotted around the trigger point before hearing the sound once more.

Ding!

Congratulations to the player for triggering the side mission [Desperate McCaw]. Today is the seventh day after McCaw fell. During these seven days, he kneeled on the ground and sincerely prayed to the gods every single day. Will there be anyone who comes to save him?

Jin Cheng was standing on a protruding rock by the edge of the trench, where he would definitely fall if he took just one wrong step. But what the system meant was that: They wanted him to jump down.

He held up the small harp and felt like reciting a poem

My dear Cuo Cuo, Yong Ye City really wants you to become a widow.

What was troublesome was that some elf guards instantly rushed over, and there was nothing to obstruct them along this trench.

As the clock ticked, Tang Cuo, who had to stay behind in the tree house, frowned. After waiting for so long and Jin Cheng still hadnt returned, Tang Cuo was convinced that he must have encountered something.

Tang Cuo didnt rashly go out to find him. Between Jin Cheng and him, one of them had to perform the mission of paying a visit to the Secret Lake. This was the most important thing.

So Tang Cuo waited and waited, until dawn broke the next day.

Not sleeping all night wasnt much of a problem for Tang Cuo now, not to mention that he was simply sitting inside the room, which was considered a rest. It was just that Jin Chengs current situation remained unknown. Even if Tang Cuo had ample confidence in Jin Cheng, his expression wouldnt look too good.

Used to Theodores cold expression, Celtic wasnt suspicious at all. Rubbing his head, he mumbled about how he fell asleep last night.

At this time, the day just barely came and the morning light had slightly driven away the thick mist. After walking to the outside of the tree house and taking a deep breath, the energy from nature that prominently lingered in the air made everyone feel immensely refreshed.

Celtic praised from the bottom of his heart: Forest of The Elves truly lives up to its name.

At this time, two members of the elf guards came under the tree house and nodded politely at him: Good day to you, my guests. The elders are already waiting in front, its time to leave.

Celtic said: Okay, well prepare a little bit and will be there soon.

The guards immediately left and to inform the others.

Realising now that Jin Cheng wasnt here, Celtic quicky asked: Wheres Lancelot?

The problem now is whether I should tell Celtic the truth.

Tang Cuo had actually considered this issue, so he only paused for a second and said casually: He noticed something strange last night and was sure that other guests had been here. The elves are hiding this from us. I split up with him to ask about the situation, but he hasnt come back yet.

Then what should we do? Celtic frowned immediately, deep worries cast in his eyes: This is bad, we have to find him as soon as possible. The Forest of The Elves is too big, yet were unfamiliar with this place. Its too dangerous for Lancelot to be alone.

Tang Cuo shook his head: No, the team will set off right away, its too late now. Celtic, remember well, dont reveal the truth to the elves, you only have to tell them we only found out that Lancelot was missing this morning.

Celtic seemed to figure something: You mean well put the blame on the elves?

Tang Cuo: Yes, we absolutely cant let them find out what weve discovered.