Elven Reaper

Armen said: "We can't pass the message for you, sorry. Now, please leave."

Aaliya stomped her feet angrily: "What I said is true, why don't you believe it?"

The two middle-aged guards turned their heads to both sides, expressing that they did not want to hear Alia's "ridiculous words" anymore.

Alia leaves angrily.

Alia then went door to door asking for help.

As expected, they were rejected one by one.

The reactions of all the elves were similar. They all looked surprised at first, and then showed expressions that were either funny or angry.

It’s funny because they think what Aaliyah said is ridiculous.

And they were angry because they felt that Alia had lost the honest quality of the elves at such a young age, and they hated iron for being unable to become steel.

In short, no one believed Aaliya's words.

Alia found Peter.

"You don't believe me either, do you Peter?" Alia said.

Peter stood next to her and said nonchalantly: "But Holy Light Wolves are really shy. I saw them last time. They were furry and had grass in their mouths. They jumped shyly when they saw me. He jumped and ran away."

Aaliyah said: "If you had seen their ferocious faces yesterday, you wouldn't have said that. I even smelled the fishy smell in their mouths."

Peter was just about to say a few words to comfort Aaliya when he heard an elf calling him.

"Peter, my child, come back quickly." It was Peter's mother, a slightly stronger middle-aged female elf.

Peter looked helplessly at Aaliya, then at his mother, hesitated, sighed, and went home.

Aaliya had no choice but to return to the tree house where Akto was imprisoned.

Through the window, Aaliya said: "Actor, they don't believe me, and no elf is willing to help me."

Akto had already thought of this result.

Under the long-term influence of Elder Kenneth, the elves in the Forest of Elves have become warriors among the Virgins. They respond to everything with stupid kindness and are completely defenseless against anything.

Akto said: "Alia, listen to me. Get some magic scrolls to protect yourself. If those Holy Light Wolves still dare to come, you must not be soft and kill them directly. Otherwise you will Hurt by them.”

Alia nodded.

Adult Holy Light Wolf cultivation levels are generally at level three, they do not know magic, and their attack methods are relatively simple.

Therefore, the strength of the third-level Holy Light Wolf is roughly equivalent to that of other second-level monsters.

Aria is a third-level fire magician. Thinking of this, Akto asked: "Alia, have you learned the third-level fire magic?"

Aaliya's face turned red, she shook her head and said, "I haven't learned yet."

Akto was speechless. Aria's mental power had broken through to the level of a third-level magician a few days ago, but now she has not learned the third-level magic.

In the Forest of Elves, there are two teachers who teach the elves low-level archery and magic respectively.

However, the elves love peace. Even though they have high qualifications and a lot of time, they always have a very Buddhist attitude towards cultivation strength.

It’s the attitude of “It doesn’t matter if you learn or not, you won’t use it anyway.”

"You go and borrow the magic scroll first." Akto said.

Aaliyah said, "Yeah, I know."

Akto added: "If it doesn't work, take your brother and hide in the tree house of other elves for the night. When the tree hole meeting is over and Elder Messiah comes out, we will be safe."

Aaliya remembered Akto's instructions one by one.

Because they didn't get enough rest, the two little brothers Bran and Kuran never closed their yawning mouths.

"Sister. Where are we going?" Bran asked.

Aaliyah said: "Go to Teacher Sivis to borrow the magic scroll."

"Why do you want to borrow the magic scroll?"

"Deal with the bad guys," Aaliyah said casually.

"Whoever is the bad guy, I have a golden cudgel. I can also deal with the bad guy."

Aaliyah was agitated and didn't want to answer the child's questions.

In a tree house dedicated to teaching magic.

Teacher Sivis, who taught magic, shook his head and said, "No, kid, I can't lend you the magic scroll. As you know, the magic scroll is too dangerous."

Aaliya begged: "Teacher Sivis, I beg you. Besides, I may not be able to use the scroll. I will return it to its original owner when the time comes."

The middle-aged female elf Sivis asked while sorting out the scattered scroll papers on the table: "Aliya, I want to know the purpose of borrowing the scroll."

Aria murmured, unable to speak for a moment. She knew that Sivis would not believe her statement that the Holy Light Wolf would harm the elves.

Sivis seemed to sneer: "To deal with the Holy Light Wolf, right?"

"Don't you know that the Holy Light Wolf is our friend? What about your friendship and kindness as an elf?" Teacher Sivis's voice gradually became stern.

Alia couldn't help but feel discouraged.

"Then I won't borrow the scroll. I want to learn third-level magic. Is that okay, Mr. Sivis?" Aaliya said instead.

As a magic teacher, Sivis couldn't refuse this request. She took out a book from the bookshelf behind her.

"You first memorize the sequence of the third-level magic, and then I will teach you the specific casting process." Sivis said.

Aaliya looked at the dense symbols on the book and felt dizzy.

Each time the magic level increases, the more sequence symbols need to be arranged.

For some high-level magic, even if the complete casting process is released, laymen will be as incomprehensible as reading a bible.

Therefore, those high-level magicians are also called scholars, wise men, bachelors, etc.

Normally, Aaliyah would have studied in a leisurely manner.

But looking at this, it will take at least two full days to learn level three magic.

Aaliya finally asked: "Teacher Sivis, can I take my brother to stay in the magic training room tonight?"

Sivis decisively refused: "Aliya, you have your own tree house. You also know that the elves have never had the habit of housing other elves in their own tree houses."

Aaliya went out dejectedly and returned home.

Here, Akto was lying on the window and asked Grunuo: "Brother Grunuo, can you do it conveniently and let my sister and brother stay at your house for one night, just one night."

Gruno, who was like a statue, shook his head: "The elves' tree house never welcomes elves other than themselves, you know."

Akto sighed helplessly.

The elves are notoriously mysophobic, and what they don't like the most is having other things in their treehouses.

Then why don't you let the ducks enter the elven enchantment and the wolves enter the elven enchantment.

Is this mysophobia also a double standard?

Night came anyway.

Aaliya locked the doors and windows and looked out the window with anguish in her heart.

She kept praying to the goddess of nature, hoping that the Holy Light Wolf would not come again.

But the goddess of nature did not appear.

The familiar fishy smell appeared again.

"Deng deng deng"

The same knock on the door as yesterday came as promised.