Trembling surrounded by elves [Western Fantasy]

"You, are you really a little tiger?"

Persimmon was forced to look up at the beast in front of him. It is huge, kneeling in front of the persimmon, and is much taller than the standing persimmon.

The beast has the face of a tiger and the body of a deer, with black skin and a large eight-pointed horn over two meters wide on its head. It has terrifying fangs in its mouth, and black sharp horns on the front of its hooves and the ends of its antlers. It looks very evil and ferocious.

However, such a terrifying tiger-faced deer lowered its head and accepted Persimmon's scrutiny.

"Master, please don't be afraid. I will never hurt you." A little boy's voice rang in his mind.

"Are you talking to me?" Persimmon looked at those eyes that were as clear as the little tiger's.

The tiger-faced deer shook its huge head slightly.

"Who are you?" Persimmon also asked it in his mind.

"I have already lost my name." The beast's eyes darkened. "Two hundred years ago, I wanted to enter the besieged city in order to find my biological parents. Just when I was about to break through the Demonic Ridge, I was seduced by the phantom demon, and I never walked out of the woods again."

Persimmon stepped forward and tried to touch his forehead carefully.

The tiger-faced deer looked docile and allowed itself to be touched by the persimmon.

"I was possessed by a demon, lost my mind and turned into a monster. If I hadn't met you that day..." The ferocious-looking tiger-faced deer shed a tear, "It was you who saved me and gave me a chance to start over. Owner."

Persimmon shook his head hesitantly, "I... am not your master."

"No, you are!"

Having said that, not allowing Persimmon to refuse, the huge tiger-faced deer took two steps back, touched his head to the ground, and knelt in front of Persimmon.

"I hereby swear on my life that I am willing to follow you forever and be your loyal slave. My body will carry you through all the roads in the future, and my sharp teeth will repel all your enemies. In the future, Here, I will use my life to protect your safety! Master!"

Looking at the tiger-faced deer solemnly swearing an oath, Persimmon suddenly felt like crying.

No matter how hard-hearted she is, she can't help but be moved by these words.

This is what family feels like. No matter whether you are right or wrong, whether you are good or bad, you will stand firmly by your side, protect yourself, and love yourself.

"I..." Persimmon held back tears and hesitated, "I am a person with no home. If I leave one day in the future, you..."

"Please accept my allegiance! I am willing to do my best to help you." The tiger-faced deer laid his head at the feet of the persimmon. "If one day you no longer need me, I will leave."

At this time, a silver halo floated down from the pair of antlers. The halo gradually shrank, and Persimmon reached out to catch it - a black ring in the shape of an antler lay in the palm of her hand.

"This, is this the contract ring of Warcraft!" Sylvan shouted in surprise, shaking the persimmon excitedly.

"Persimmon, I've heard that the monster is extremely difficult to tame, but once you put on its contract ring, it means the contract is fulfilled. The master and the monster are connected, and the damage is one!"

Connecting minds, hurting...one body? Persimmon couldn't believe it. The oath of loyalty made the ring in his hand extremely heavy.

The tiger-faced deer knelt on the ground devoutly, as if answering Persimmon's question with action.

They will live and die together, never leaving.

The girl stepped forward and gently touched the huge antlers. The antlers emitted silver light with spiritual energy fluctuations, rippling like ripples in circles.

"Do you know?" The girl frowned and looked at the tiger-faced deer with a serious face.

"You have to swear by a name."

This is promised!

The tiger-faced deer was stunned for a moment, and then felt ecstatic! It couldn't help but stand up, raised its neck and roared several majestic tiger roars. For a time, the mountains and forests were in turmoil, and all the birds and beasts disappeared.

Looking at Persimmon again, he was frightened by the menacing tiger-faced deer and sat down on the ground. She stuttered and said, "Yes, how about you turn back into a little tiger?"

Persimmon named the tiger-faced deer "Silver Coral" because its horns resemble silver coral. She told Yinhu that it was neither her slave nor her mount.

"It's family," she said.

When the little tiger got excited, he transformed back into the big guy with a height of 2.5 meters, and successfully made Persimmon sit back on the ground.

Flower border.

Persimmon sat under the tree, looking at the bright red and sweet fruit in his hand, but his mouth couldn't help but feel astringent.

She has been in the spirit world for so long. As a serious human being, she has always relied on wild fruits to survive. She has only seen "meat" three times since arriving here.

Once I was extremely lucky to catch a turkey, but before I could take two bites of it, it was snatched away by wild dogs that were watching eagerly. One time it was the rabbit that Lorraine transformed into. When she ran away, she cried regretfully for a long time. Now that she thinks about it, she was lucky that she didn't eat it.

Another time. Not long after Persimmon came to the spirit world, a snake suddenly fell from the tree. She was so frightened that she lost consciousness on the spot... When she regained consciousness, she found that the ten fingers holding the snake's neck had become stiff. ... She held back her nausea. It took a lot of effort to get rid of the snake body.

Thinking about it now, Persimmon only feels regret - what a huge piece of meat she lost!

"I really want to eat meat..." She looked at the red fruits in her arms and sighed again.

Sylvain noticed the depressed Persimmon, came over and said, "What's wrong with you? Is the fruit not delicious?"

Persimmon could only force a smile and shake his head.

Seeing that she was still not happy, Sylvan thought for a moment, and then took out a fruit as big as a watermelon from behind!

"I'm not too young..." Persimmon didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

At this moment, a dark shadow lurking in the darkness jumped over. In the blink of an eye, the fruits in Sylvan and Persimmon's hands disappeared. On a rock not far away, a ball of meat that looked like a human but not human was squatting there and munching.

It is more appropriate to describe it as a ball of meat rather than a frame of bones. It squatted on the ground with a hunched body, carrying a high protruding spine on its back, and the remaining skin was tightly wrapped around the skeleton, as if the bones could cover the blood-vessel-covered face in the next second. Skin piercing.

Feeling Persimmon's gaze, it raised its head.

Huge eyes take up one-third of the entire face. Persimmon can't see its eyeballs. The sunken eyes are like two dark holes dug into its face. The bright red fruit juice dyed its mouth red like blood and flowed down its bamboo pole-like neck.

"Hungry...so hungry..." A thick and hoarse voice from deep in his throat penetrated into Persimmon's ears.

Persimmon even suspected that he heard wrongly.

This weird-looking "thing"... could it be a person?

When it saw that the persimmon was not chasing after it, it lowered its head again and crazily stuffed the fruit into its mouth.

"Look at that ugly thing! It's disgusting!" a little boy screamed.

"How dare you eat here? Dirty and ugly beast!" A little girl wearing a gauze skirt and a garland suddenly appeared behind the thing, followed by two little boys, one tall and one short.

She kicked the thing hard, discovered the huge fruit in its arms, and cursed again:

"Dirty thing, how dare you steal things from our Flower Clan! Give me back the fruits of our Flower Clan!"

But the guy refused to let go. The leading girl rolled her eyes, suddenly changed her attitude, and said with a smile, "Ugly thing, do you want to eat more fruits?"

When he heard something was being eaten, the guy's eyeballs twitched.

She winked at her two little friends, and the two little boys, one on the left and the other on the right, each took out a huge red fruit from their backs, trying to lure it away.

It hesitated, but its insatiable thirst for food forced it to waddle toward the men.

Taking this opportunity, the little girl finally got the real fruit. But the guy reacted quickly and found out that the fruit had been stolen. He rushed towards the little girl like crazy. The little girl dodged many times, but when she found that she couldn't dodge, she suddenly raised the fruit and hit it hard on the head.

The ripe fruit split when it touched the guy's body.

"Look at your dirty look, I'll give you a free bath! You're welcome! Hahahahahaha..." The three children laughed meanly.

The short boy threw stones at the guy again, "It's still the same virtue even if you wash it! It's an ugly thing that no one wants! Haha, hahaha..."

Bright red juice flowed all over its body, and flying stones cut its body open. But it didn't care, and still picked up the broken fruits on the ground, mixed them with soil and leaves, and kept stuffing them into its mouth.

The laughter was so harsh that Persimmon couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but want to beat up these naughty kids.

"enough!"

The person who spoke was not Persimmon, but a young man whose whole body was wrapped in a black cloak, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

"Who said this fruit belongs to you? Don't be too bullying!" the young man said angrily.

Obviously, his preaching was weak and even a little weak in front of a few arrogant children. When the little girl saw it was him, not only was she not afraid, but she straightened her waist and raised her proud chin.

"Hey, what kind of nuisance I was talking about turned out to be Halima who can't see the light. Hey, the sun is so strong today, why don't you get back underground quickly, be careful if you walk too slowly, the sun will burn you to ashes!"

"You!" The young man was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Get out of here! Otherwise I will tell that old guy in your clan that some of his clan members do not obey the rules and secretly come out to fish during the day!" the little girl said, staring at the fish basket in his hand.

"Get out of here! Poor thing!" Two little boys shouted from behind.

"Do you also want to take a bath haha..."

Now the young man completely lost his confidence.

Persimmon walked up and scolded the leading girl impatiently, "You little bastard, you are so noisy! Get out of here! If you disturb my young master's rest, I will skin you and dry you in the sun to make dried fruit!"

Young master? cut. The little girl smiled contemptuously.

There are hundreds if not thousands of tribes living in the besieged city. There are many tribes like Halima with only a few hundred or even dozens of ethnic groups. A mere young master also came to the Flower Clan to show off his power.

"Who are you? How dare you come..."

Before she finished speaking, her lips suddenly trembled and she couldn't close them, and her legs became weak. Several children were so frightened that they fell to the ground, as if they had seen a vicious god. Persimmon turned his head, and it turned out that it was Bo Yi who heard the quarrel and came over.

Even if no one knows Bo Yi Hult, just seeing his face is enough. Persimmon smiled proudly, turned around and shouted at the naughty children, "What are you looking at! Get out of here!"

The little girl was so frightened that she couldn't stand up. She was about to ask her two friends to help her, but when she turned around, there was no one there. She had no choice but to crawl into the woods while cursing and crying.

"Hahahahahaha..." The laughing person turned into a persimmon.

It feels so good to bully others! Boyi is really the nemesis of naughty children, specializing in all kinds of dissatisfaction!

Boyi didn't know what Persimmon was happy about, so he rolled his eyes at her and said, "I'm sick."

Persimmon's laughter stopped abruptly.

"My lord!" The cloaked boy saluted Persimmon, "Thank you for rescuing me."

"It's not me who's helping you, it's Master Helt." Persimmon didn't forget to lend flowers to the Buddha.

Persimmon looked at the weird guy who only knew how to eat and asked, "Who is it?"

"She is a 'hungry ghost'." The boy sighed and looked at the hungry ghost who was still licking the residue on the ground. "She was still a squirrel when I met her. She was punished for eating too much when she was very young. My mother abandoned me and that’s what happened.” He sighed.

"By the way. My name is Koman, and I'm from Halima. Sirs, I have to leave now. To express my gratitude, can I invite you to come to our tribe's sacrificial banquet in the evening?" The boy received the signal. , he must leave as soon as possible. But he still looked at Persimmon with bright eyes, looking forward to her answer.

"We..." Persimmon didn't dare to make the decision on his own. She looked at Bo Yi and saw that he had no expression.

"It's not far from here! I'll wait for you at the Pebble Bridge when the sun goes down! Come on, we have sweet wine and delicious meals, and I can also cook grilled fish for you! The grilled fish I cook is the best in the whole besieged city. Delicious!" He showed off the plump blue fish he caught to Persimmon. The brilliant blue-purple luster sparkles in the sunlight.

Grilled fish?

Persimmon's eyes instantly became like that "hungry ghost".