Another Life: Elf Archer

"Well, I see."

Next to the Moon Spirit Spring of the Morrigan tribe, a brown horse was walking on the lawn. He waited again and again to make sure that the High Priest of Midir was really not interested in the news.

"Excuse me, don't we need to send someone to check those stolen mineral veins?" Nian Nian asked tentatively.

"According to you, the mine has been filled in."

Midhir, the high priest of Morrigan, sat on a large stone, still lowering his head to wipe the silver shield in his hand, and answered her with a tone as cold as the Moon Spirit Spring next to him.

Nian Nian was not used to judging books by their appearance, but when she saw the High Priest of Midir for the first time, she still had some wrong interpretations of his character.

A tall, young, blond elf, with flowers embroidered on his golden foreheadband, wearing a dark green cloak behind him, a pair of brown short boots under his close-fitting deerskin trousers, and a purple sleeveless short coat with a golden collar on his upper body. Shoulder ornaments, holding a gold-rimmed silver shield in his left hand, and a five-pointed spear that looks like a harpoon in his right hand.

She always felt that this image should belong to a lively and enthusiastic young warrior, rather than the cold, taciturn and lifeless priest in front of her.

In addition, the elves who are not good at strength confrontation actually have the profession of warrior, and they are also the high priest of a large tribe. This fact alone is enough to surprise every year.

"Then don't worry about those people." Nian Nian was worried and took half a step closer. "The dwarves who have entered Morrigan recently are probably also looking for mineral deposits."

"I know." Midiel nodded.

Nian Nian sighed very heavily, feeling even colder.

The Moon Spirit Spring of the Morrigan Tribe is freezing cold. If it weren't for the elven children who were born in the Moon Spirit Spring and could still stir up a few ripples in the water, the small lake would have been thought to be frozen every year.

Perhaps it is because of this coldness that penetrates into the bone marrow that even those ignorant elf children are much quieter than other elf children elsewhere. They are floating in this cold pool formed by the gathering of springs, far apart from each other and isolated. Sleeping with eyes closed.

Nian Nian felt that the voice she just spoke might be like an out-of-place noise, and just like the content of what she said, it was unwelcome.

If it weren't for the identity of Engus's beloved disciple, and Midiel had heard about it, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to get close to the high priest, let alone let him listen to what he said.

Just like Dion had tried before, he exchanged a few pleasantries and was sent away mercilessly before he could get to the point.

And his decision to let Qi Youfeng wait in the distance seemed to be very correct. After all, the high priest's temper did not seem to be much better than Engus.

After all, he is also one of the three major tribes of the elves, and they are also high priests. Doesn't this person have the overall view of caring about the tribe and the people? Doesn't he have the indignation after his own things were robbed and stolen? Can't he give her more? A violent reaction?

"The Tower of Babel decision, the Elders' Order, and the Patriarch's Order all prohibit the elves from harming foreign visitors in the Zess Forest, and also prohibit foreigners from harming the elves."

As if he had been criticized year after year, Midiel finally spoke a relatively long sentence.

"Then stealing things doesn't matter. The personal safety and property safety of our elves need to be guaranteed." Nian Nian said righteously.

"Would you regard the stones scattered everywhere as property?" Midir asked calmly.

I am speechless every year.

Indeed, for the elves, especially the native NPCs, who have a weak concept of money, the behavior of the miners sent by the City of Usher to illegally mine gold is probably the same as someone picking up some broken stones in someone's yard.

The miners just stayed underground, neither disturbing the lives of the elves nor destroying the vegetation around the mines. Speaking of which, there was really nothing to be angry about.

She should change the subject.

Nian Nian looked around and lowered his voice.

"I actually thought there might be something fishy going on here, because a strange thing happened at that time, which seemed to have something to do with the legendary three artifacts of the elves."

Midir immediately raised his head and looked at her steadily

"You keep talking."

Midiel's gaze was sharper than she imagined.I can’t help but feel happy every year.

Thanks to the fact that she had already practiced with several people in Dieng and transferred the stolen goods from her body in advance, otherwise she would not have been able to keep calm under such sharp eyes.

Nian Nian stabilized his mind, quickly organized his words and emotions, and told everything he saw in the mine at that time.

Her story ends when she escapes from the mine after being frightened by the brutal killing power of the small mallet.

"The gavel..."

Midir repeated in a low voice.

"It turned into a mallet and ran into the hands of ordinary humans. No wonder I couldn't find it after that..."

"Yeah" Niannian felt that there was a story in it.

Midir ignored her, grabbed the five-pointed spear beside him, and raised the tip of the spear into the wind. A stream of water flew out of the nearby Yueling Spring and flowed up and down around the tip of the spear.

He stood the silver shield on the ground and hit the shield with the tip of his spear. There was a clang, water droplets splashed everywhere, the wind roared, and the earth trembled. Nian Nian took a few steps back, covering his ears, shocked and puzzled. Look at Midir.

The impact just now seemed to have affected something else, like the breath of the vegetation in the forest, and also like the origin of the elves alone.

Midiel listened intently, and after a moment he stood up suddenly, the cloak behind him rustling, and said sharply

"He was really snatched away by a foreign race, damn it"

Before he finished speaking, the five-pointed spear in Midir's hand suddenly shone with light, and was thrown upside down and stuck in the middle of the small lake formed by the Yueling Spring. The lake water was as still as solidification.

The lake is still, but the earth is boiling.

Nian Nian could clearly feel a strange wave passing quickly under his feet. The tall forest trees around him seemed to tremble, and the crows suddenly sounded sharp and shrill, and then stopped abruptly the next moment.

There is a silent but vast power that is spreading from near to far, as if it is about to sweep across the entire Jesses Forest.

"These robbers and bandits, damn barbarians, dare to covet the elves' treasures. Damn them to me."

Midir was so furious that he slammed the silver shield in his hand to the ground.

There was another fluctuation in the ground. Nian Nian stood unsteadily for a moment and hugged the trunk of the big tree next to him. He immediately felt the anger transmitted by the tree, but other than that, nothing else happened.

It's just that nothing much happens here.

Looking at Midiel's appearance like a ignited explosive bag, and thinking of the words he roared just now, Nian Nian suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Master High Priest, the Tower of Babel resolution, the Elders' Order, and the Patriarch's Order have stated that it is prohibited to harm foreigners who enter the Feises Forest."

Nian Nian hid behind the tree and poked his head out to remind him carefully.

"What do these bullshit bans have to do with me?"

Midir put away his silver shield and snorted coldly, "I just captured all the foreigners near Morrigan and did not harm them."

"Everything has been captured." Nian Nian's eyes widened.

This can be done in an instant. How is it done? Is the strength of the high priest of the elves so terrifying?

"You," Midir looked at Nian Nian, "go to Boand and ask Engus to come over."

"Ah, ah" Nian Nian still didn't react.

"Go now and call him."

Midiel approached impatiently and took Nian Nian out from behind the tree with an impatient look on his face.

"Tell him to bring Boander's cauldron, and I want him to make a heavy rain here."

......

After receiving the mission, Nian Nian didn't dare to ask any more questions or waste time. He quickly ran out of Midiel's sight. After making sure that he couldn't see him, he immediately turned around.

The white light of three messages flew into her arms one after another. Niannian didn't bother to check, bypassed the area where Yuelingquan was located, and went straight to Qi Youfeng and the others who were waiting for her.

She probably guessed who sent these three messages and what they contained.

Qi Youfeng is a human and York is a dwarf, so they are obviously within the range of Midir's attack.

From a distance, Nian Nian saw two wooden cages on the ground, and saw Dion helpless in front of the wooden cage, and couldn't help but cursed secretly.

The High Priest of Midir's temper was too violent, and he did not bother to identify the prisoner's identity, so he attacked him indiscriminately.

wrong

How did he know that the gavel was in the hands of the aliens?

Could it be that Midir has a sense of the location of the artifact?

Nian Nian rushed to the wooden cage, stretched out his hand to Qi Youfeng, who was squatting in the wooden cage to pick something up, and said urgently

"Brother Feng, give me that quiver quickly."

Qi Youfeng saw her coming, stood up with a wry smile, and held out a handful of broken arrow shafts of different colors.

Except for the ordinary wood-colored broken arrows, there are also red and white fragments, and the shape of the arrow body can no longer be seen.

"Sorry, Nian Nian, I didn't expect that the quiver would suddenly shatter, and everything inside would be..."