Elven Survival Manual

Proda did not meet the expectations of the elves. The elves could create a forest of this scale by themselves, so he had no interest after seeing it.

The recorded images in the memory crystal are not limited to this forest, and this is not even the first shot. This part will be played first, but Ansett Loki is just interested in their future queen queen.

——By the way, let everyone take a look at Yvestal's peach blossoms outside, and expose the gossip he discovered.

Although the monsters haven't read the letter, they can guess it just by looking at the princess's expression.

However, colleagues can gossip in private, and it is always not good to talk too much nonsense in front of His Majesty.

Ansett Lodge paid close attention to the look of the elf on the main seat. Seeing that he couldn't hide his disappointment after seeing the image, and then showed a bored expression, he knew in his heart that he was not interested in the Proda Forest, so he handed As he moved, the picture quickly changed.

Forests are gone, replaced by bustling human settlements.

The architectural style of Proda is not different from the Kunle they have seen before, but it is more prosperous, with a large population, and there is even a special market.

Judging from the pictures taken, what they entered was a bazaar. There are large and small tents everywhere in the bazaar. The owners of these tents should be desert merchants like Sam and the others. Everyone looks different, so carefully identify them. They can all see the characteristics of some kind of animal in them.

This market seems to sell everything, food, drink, play, housing, everything, and even slaves.

There seemed to be quite a few merchants engaged in the slave trade, and there were many numb and ragged people standing in many tents, waiting for the guests to pick them away like picking animals.

When did an elf born in the 24th century see such a scene? For him, slaves only exist in history. In the real world, they can only be seen in some film and television works. He can't accept the real slave trading scene.

But the monsters were completely unmoved. Slave trading in the demon world was not uncommon, and even more cruel. At least the slaves here would not be sent to the kitchen to be cooked and served as food after being bought by the master.

The seemingly prosperous city can’t hide its decay and filth—it literally means filth, elves don’t yet understand the evils of the world—the sallow, emaciated and unhygienic human and animal feces are everywhere. , which made Luvita, who lived in the sterile ward most of the time, look more and more ugly.

Because he saw a scene he didn't like, the elf's face was listless, and he didn't like the city of Proda.

He didn't want to see such a place at all.

Noticing that his complexion was not good, Recdimon stretched out his hand from the side, covering the elf's hand that was grasping the handrail, five slender fingers passed through his, comforting him carefully and gently.

The temperature on the hand drew the elf's attention away, and the elf's complexion immediately improved a lot, and he didn't continue to pollute his eyes, and played with the devil's hand absent-mindedly.

Rick Dimon's hand was bigger than his, but it had the same well-defined joints, the nails were trimmed cleanly, and there were no calluses on the palm. Except that the skin color was darker than his, it didn't look much different from his hand.

But the elf knew that these hands were very powerful. When the opponent used force, even the hardest magic steel stone could be smashed to pieces with a single punch.

But when these hands touched him, they were always gentle and careful. This kind of care, as if holding a treasure, always made him really feel that he was being cared for by this monster.

The devil let the elf play with his hands like toys, his usual indifferent face softened, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The elf happened to see this scene when he looked up. He was very surprised by his almost smiling expression, and couldn't help showing a smile.

The monsters under the stairs just pretended not to see the two above deserting, and continued to watch the video, but their attention was still divided by their majesty, and no one cared about what was recorded in the memory crystal.

It's nothing important anyway.

After the videos were all played, everyone didn't find anything to discuss, so His Majesty the Demon King declared the meeting to be over.

The other demon generals resigned one after another, but the old lich dragged on to the end, as if he had something to say.

"What else?" Originally, Lecdimon planned to take the elf back to enjoy the world of two people, but the behavior of the old lich was too obvious, thinking that this was never an important matter and would not come to him, so he stayed In the hall.

"Your Majesty." The old Lich immediately said excitedly, "I have finished the potion you asked me to make."

Of course the old lich was excited. When the devil gave the order, he made it clear that after the magic potion was prepared, he could choose a treasure from the devil's private treasury as a reward. He had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Moreover, the potion is made, don't you want to verify the effect?

Recently, Lecdimon only asked the old lich to make a potion. As soon as the old lich said it, he immediately raised his hand, expressing his intentions.

The old Lich hurriedly took out a bottle of green magic potion, stepped forward and put it in the hands of the Demon King.

Then he looked at them eagerly, waiting to see the elf drink the medicine, and observe the whole process of the medicine's effect by the way.

But its majesty obviously does not intend to let it do so.

"Go to Ansett Lodge." Leaving this sentence behind, the Demon King left with the elves.

The old Lich was dumbfounded. It had made this kind of magic potion before. At that time, His Majesty the Demon King asked someone to test the potion. He only told it that he did a good job, but he didn't tell him what the effect of the potion was. Well, this time I didn't even show it.

Isn't he afraid of accidents? !

Of course, Rick Dimon is not afraid, he believes in the ability of the old lich in alchemy and pharmaceuticals.

The elf also realized what the bottle of green potion was. He stared curiously at the potion held by the demon king, recalling "Elf Love Song" in his heart.

No impression, in fact, the elf only remembered that there seemed to be two types of this potion, each representing a gender, but he couldn't remember what the green color represented.

So when they returned to the elf's own room, when the demon king handed over the potion, the elf didn't drink it directly, but asked him what gender he would become after drinking the potion.

"As you said, you are a man."

Did he say that?The elves don't remember, but as long as it's not a potion that turns into a woman, it's fine.

After confirming this, the elf uncorked the bottle, raised his head and drank it.

The potion, which looks like a green drink, doesn't taste good at all, and the taste is simply indescribable.

After drinking the potion, the elf couldn't help retching a few times, and immediately brought a glass of water to his mouth.

Drinking water to wash away the smell in his mouth, the elf was also paying attention to his physical condition.

Then, he felt a little strange feeling between his legs.

Thinking of the changes brought about by the potion, the elf immediately turned around and went to the bathroom, blocking the demon king who was following him from the bathroom.

Just kidding, how can this situation be seen by others.

After entering the bathroom, the elf immediately took off his clothes and stared at himself in the mirror.

The effects of the "Elf Love Song" took place very quickly, and within a short time of undressing, the elf's body, which was originally without any features, had completely transformed into the appearance of a normal man.

An Adam's apple has grown on his flat neck. Although it is still very small, it can already be used to distinguish gender. There are no other changes in the upper body, and the most obvious is the lower body.

The missing parts between the legs are completely aligned, and the elf can't compare whether his little partner is big enough, but the pink color and overly delicate shape are not manly enough.

Forget it, there is no choice anyway.The elf sighed helplessly, turned around and walked into the bathtub located inside the bathroom, intending to take a shower before going out.

If the elf has learned about physiology or has seen other people naked, he will realize that he is not only a little friend who is too delicate, but also has another problem with him.

That is, apart from hair and eyebrows, there is no longer any hair on his body.

Well, of course he doesn't have that essential part either.

The elf, who hadn't realized that there was actually such a hidden danger in her body, took a bath in peace of mind.

Even because he finally regained his manly body and was still in such a healthy body, the elf in a happy mood hummed a song.

The singing was blocked by the door of the bathroom, so there was not much sound leaked out, but the devil waiting outside had amazing hearing, so naturally he would not miss this vaguely cheerful singing.

As happy as it sounds, it looks like the elves are doing well.

Having come to such a conclusion, the Demon King was no longer in a hurry, and his impetuous mind calmed down.

After thinking about it, Recdimon walked to the door and told the maid who was guarding outside to go to the kitchen to deliver today's sweetheart in advance, and prepare the afternoon tea separately.

I think it will be very happy when the elves come out of the bathroom and see the snacks.