Trembling surrounded by elves [Western Fantasy]

"Don't make trouble, little tiger..."

Persimmon, who was sleeping dazedly, felt a furry little head rubbing against his neck. She muttered and grabbed a handful of her neck.

But after a while, my neck started to itch again.

Persimmon also realized at this time that this did not seem to be the touch of the little tiger.

She opened her eyes. It was already bright outside, and the sunlight shining into the cave was a bit dazzling. She didn't know how many days she had slept this time.

A small golden furry thing moved to her face and rubbed her face affectionately.

Persimmon stepped back a little, and the little thing jumped forward. This little thing is about the size of a palm, and its body is round like a fur ball. It has a pair of bright black eyes like a mouse, and looks like a furry mango. When Persimmon had no choice but to retreat, it looked at Persimmon and narrowed its little eyes, as if smiling.

"What, what is this?!" Persimmon screamed.

The sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the cave.

"Persimmon, are you awake?" Sylvan rushed to Persimmon in three steps at a time. He squatted in front of Persimmon, "Are you thirsty? I just fetched spring water, and there are fruits..."

The little fur ball turned around and stared at Sylvain.

"Huh? There's actually Malham here?"

"Do you know this thing?" asked Persimmon.

The little furball's eyes became crooked again, and he jumped up and down Sylvan's shoulders, rubbing against his fair neck.

Persimmon patted the dirt on his body and stood up.

Before Persimmon could ask about Sylvain's situation, a brown shadow pounced on Persimmon again and started playing with her.

"Haha, little tiger, stop making trouble, it's so itchy, hahahaha..." Little Tiger nestled in Persimmon's arms and licked Persimmon's face, but after only two licks, it stopped and sniffed at Persimmon's neck.

Smelling something different on her body, Xiaohu glared at Persimmon fiercely, turned around and looked at the source of the smell - the hair ball on Sylvan's neck.

Feeling the glare from behind, Maoqiu suddenly trembled and stopped acting coquettishly. It turned around and saw the ferocious little tiger walking towards it step by step, and its whole body began to tremble. Seeing that the little tiger was about to pounce, Persimmon quickly caught the little tiger and carried it back to his arms.

This move made the little tiger stare at Persimmon with more resentment.

Persimmon clicked and stroked the little tiger, "Don't accuse me wrongly. I just woke up and I don't know what happened. But you, who ran away somewhere, let this little thing scare me."

Persimmon rubbed the "king" pattern on the top of the little tiger's head, thinking that this guy didn't look like a tiger at all.

She motioned with her eyes to Sylvan to take away the fur ball, and then comforted the little tiger in a soft voice, "You've been gone for so long, I thought you wouldn't come back. I was so worried about you. You just saw me." Get angry at me..."

There was a chill in his arms, and Bo Yi, who came in at some point, pinched the little tiger's neck and lifted it in the air.

"You..." Didn't any of these guys walk in normally?

"What does it smell like?" Boyi frowned and stared at the persimmon, his expression exactly the same as that of Xiaohu just now. When he turned around and locked his eyes on the "target" on Sylvan, the little fur ball's body suddenly shook violently like a dice, and quickly turned black and expanded at lightning speed.

"Oh!"

Black liquid like ink splashed everywhere, and a strong fragrance filled the entire cave.

The little furball disappeared.

Persimmon's eyes widened, "Exploded...exploded?" She looked at Sylvain in disbelief, "What on earth is this?"

"Malham is a rare plant elf." Sylvan explained. "This elf is very timid. When it senses danger, its body will expand and become larger, and then..."

Sylvan looked at Bo Yi, whose face was full of ink, "Spray the scented ink at the enemy." He couldn't help but sniff, "People who smell this scent will feel very sleepy." After that, He yawned.

So timid...actually he was so scared that he exploded with fear from Bo Yi's terrible stinky face? !

Persimmon raised her head and looked at everyone. Except for Sylvain sniffing from time to time, she was not much affected by the fragrance.

Finally, her eyes were fixed on Boyi's face.

As he watched, the corners of Persimmon's mouth became more and more curved, and he burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Although Sylvain was the closest, it was obvious that the little fur ball was attacking Bo Yi. Most of the ink sprayed onto Bo Yi's face, turning his often gloomy handsome face into an "ink stone".

Seeing Shizi's blatant ridicule, Boyi was immediately angered. Boyi looked at Persimmon who was laughing so hard that his chest bulged with anger. Suddenly, he wiped the ink from his face and spread it on the gloating persimmon's face.

Persimmon's smile stopped abruptly, "You..."

Bo Yi had a proud smile on his face, his expression resembled that of a child after a successful prank.

……

A clear stream leaps down the valley, the water hitting the rocks, crisp and clear with the noise of nature. As many streams merge into a small river, the surrounding environment becomes quiet and comfortable. There are soft green grass on both sides of the river bank. A small yellow butterfly falls on an unknown flower, as if it is thinking about something. Even the wind blowing the flowers does not wake it up from its dream.

Two blonde girls were sitting on the grass. One of the girls was wearing a pink short skirt and four wooden bracelets with bells on her hands and feet. She was holding her knees and crying with her face down. The silver bell trembled slightly and made a subtle sound along with the girl's whimpering. Another girl was wearing black, with a worried face, and was quietly comforting the girl in pink.

"Young Master, stop crying..."

"...If this continues, your father will become suspicious..."

"We are affiliated with the Flower Clan... You can no longer like that Lord, let alone let anyone know..."

The temperature of the sun was just right, the strength of the wind was just right, and the river seemed to have spirituality, gently supporting Persimmon's body, giving her a long-lost sense of familiarity. Persimmon feels like a fish and a leaf.

It felt so familiar and comfortable, as if I was back in my mother's arms. While swinging with persimmons, I dozed off along with the leisurely waves of the water, until I heard the intermittent conversation between the two girls...

Not wanting to get into trouble, she dove under the water and tried to sneak back out quietly.

Suddenly! The bell of the girl in pink shook violently. The sound was not loud, but it was like a needle crazily stimulating Persimmon's eardrums. At the same time, it seemed as if a huge hand grabbed Persimmon who was about to dive into the water and dragged her out with force. The water surface is suspended in mid-air!

"who is it!"

The girl in black quickly pulled out the scimitar from her waist and rushed in front of the girl in pink. She looked at Persimmon, who was hanging in the air and still dripping with water, with a fierce look in her eyes.

"Who are you! You actually eavesdropped on our conversation!"

Persimmon's clothes clung to his body, and water dripped down. She sucked in the air and struggled a few times. When she saw that she couldn't get rid of the force, she turned to look at the two girls.

The girl in pink raised her round face, her fleshy nose and cheeks were all red from crying, and her eyes were full of tears. She looked even more pitiful and cute against the fierce girl in black next to her.

Rabbit clan?

Persimmon relaxed involuntarily. Who knew that after the girl in pink clothes saw her face clearly, she turned back with a look of horror and couldn't help but retreat.

"It's her! It's her!" As soon as the girl in pink relaxed her hand, it seemed that the power controlling the persimmon weakened. The persimmon fell into the water, but the woman in black immediately grabbed the girl in pink with both hands. He raised his hand and lifted the persimmon like a puppet again.

"Don't let go, young master!" The girl in black asked, "Have you seen her?"

The girl in pink clothes kept shrinking back. Even though her hands were held by the girl in black, she was still uncontrollably afraid and never dared to look at Persimmon again. This fear from the bottom of my heart made Persimmon feel confused.

"Have I seen you?" Persimmon asked.

"Young Master, don't be afraid, I'm here." The murderous aura on the black-clothed girl's body became even stronger. She wished she could chop off Persimmon's head on the spot, but her hands were occupied.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Persimmon's mouth that he didn't even notice.

This pair of stupid rabbits have obviously controlled her, but they can't kill her. They are really stupid and weak creatures.

"Have we met?" Persimmon asked again.

"Shut up!" The girl in black glared at Persimmon fiercely, making him smile. "I just came here to take a shower and didn't hear anything. Why are you so scared and insist on killing me?"

"You, it's you, you want to eat me... you want to eat me... wuwu... Ouwen, she wants to eat me..."

"I..." Before she could say the words of denial, Persimmon suddenly tilted her head to the side, and her eyes felt dizzy, and some blurry images flashed quickly before her eyes.

Persimmon saw himself lying in the grass, holding a branch in his hand, his eyes aimed at the fat, dead rabbit sleeping in the grass. She swallowed quietly and restrainedly, as if she had already seen the crispy and oily roast rabbit in front of her eyes...

"You are that rabbit!" Persimmon reacted and wanted to laugh again. She explained to the two of them, "I only eat animals and not goblins. This is my principle." At this point, she changed the topic and blamed the girl in pink, "Why did you turn into a rabbit and lie to me? Again Follow me and set a trap here, where did I offend you?"

"I, I didn't..." Little Rabbit couldn't think straight for a moment, and opened his pink and tender mouth with a confused look on his face.

"You are talking nonsense! My young master is an elf who grew up in the besieged city. He is already eleven years old. He has at least... five thousand years of power. How could he not be able to sense spiritual power! You liar, you did this on purpose!"

The girl in pink was so embarrassed that she wanted to cover the mouth of the girl in black.

He has lived for more than 10,000 years and only has 5,000 years of power. This speed cannot even be matched by the spiritless goblin in the wasteland.

"With such little ability, you actually dare to have a crush on an expert in the Eagle Clan. Aren't you afraid of being captured and eaten?" Persimmon looked down at the girl in pink.

"No way! He is the gentlest person in the world, he can't possibly hurt me!" The little rabbit spirit put his hands on his hips and raised his chin as if he was proud of himself.

"Hahahahahahaha..." Persimmon laughed loudly, and his voice echoed in the valley.

"Why are you laughing! How do you know this?" The girl in black suddenly reacted, "And you said you didn't eavesdrop on us!"

Persimmon ignored her at all and continued to say to the girl in pink, "Cats eat fish and dogs eat meat. This is a natural law. Have you ever seen an eagle that doesn't eat rabbits?"

"I...I..." The little bunny spirit was at a loss for words. She blushed and didn't know how to refute.

"unless……"

"Unless?" The little rabbit spirit's eyes lit up, staring at Persimmon expectantly. Persimmon looked around as if he didn't know. There was a trace of impatience in her eyes, and she pretended to break the invisible shackles and moved her sore neck.

"Say it quickly!"

Seeing the little rabbit's eyes turn red, "You hang me in the air, what can I tell you?"

"Young Master, you can't!" The girl in black stopped the little rabbit spirit.

This damn black rabbit. Persimmon's eyes darkened.

"If you don't let me go, do you think you can really kill me?" Persimmon smiled contemptuously and began to bully others, "I am from the Leopard Clan. Do you know Bo Yi Helt? The second young master of the Leopard Clan. , the second son of Thane Helt! He is within five kilometers now, and a mere young master of the rabbit tribe wants to do something to me..." She smiled sinisterly to scare the two little rabbits, "You are not afraid of offending me. Fast Walker?!"

The girl in black's eyes flickered, obviously shaken.

The little rabbit spirit grabbed the girl in black and whispered timidly, "It's true. When I was almost captured and eaten by her, I did feel the breath of a leopard..."