Pokemon phobia

Before Tai Lun answered, Xia De denied it: "He is not. I have only been away from the Forest of Elves for ten years, and I have never seen him."

Digo's eyes were dubious, and he looked at Tai Lun's back seriously, and then said regretfully: "Without wings, it's really not a high elf."

Walker next to him seemed a little guilty, hesitantly looked at the plate of barbecue and asked, "Then do you eat meat?"

Tai Lun felt inexplicable: "I will eat."

The muscular human warrior looked blankly at him, then at Shad.Miyaluo couldn't bear to look directly and covered his forehead: "The tower is on top...can you two stop being stupid in front of your new teammates so quickly, it will make people doubt the quality of our mercenaries!"

Digo quickly protested: "No, what's wrong with me, captain! Don't open the map gun!"

"Damn map cannon." Miyaluo stared at them blankly, tearing off a piece of black bread and biting it, "If you really read the "Azera Travels" I bought last year, Then you should know that the high elves can eat all the food of human beings, and can also absorb magic elements to maintain life; their wings are between reality and reality, and they are used to catch the magic elements in the wind instead of flying! If you see If the wings of the high elf are not seen, it may be that he hid it himself, and we should not directly think that he is not a high elf!"

Walker whispered back: "But Shade doesn't eat meat."

Digo muttered: "It's been a year, and I should forget it after reading it."

These two equally strong and fierce warriors looked older than the fair mage, but they were trained to have no temper at the moment.Xia De smiled and helped them explain: "Okay, Miyaluo, it's good that they can read and write, don't ask too much."

Miyaluo rolled his eyes, and cursed weakly: "Two brainless idiots, I'm so mad."

Walker couldn't hold back and said, "We soldiers don't need brains."

Mi Yaluo picked up a piece of black bread to cover his needy mouth.

Tai Lun watched them fight silently, and suddenly felt that someone was watching him.He turned his head to look over, and saw Xia De looking at him kindly, and pushed the fruit plate in front of him: "Want to eat?"

Tyron looked at the plate of fruit - I have to say that its sales are much better than the previous glass of ale, but probably because it was left in front of the elves for too long, no matter how Tyron looked at it, he felt that every fruit was emitting Beet flavor full of life.He declined, "No, thank you."

Xia De looked at him kindly, and said in a coaxing tone: "Don't be picky eaters, half-elves need food just like humans. Not eating vegetables is not good for your health."

Tyron: "..."

The others didn't respond, but Walker suddenly became excited: "Half-elf? My God! Is there really such a creature? I thought it was made up by those bards to deceive the little girl."

Miyaluo didn't even bother to roll his eyes this time: "Don't be funny, if you dare to tell me that you even the two great sages, Byrne, the author of "Azera's Travels", and Aaron, the author of "Introduction to Alchemy", are you? Even the half-elves don't know, I'll try to hit you."

Walker said embarrassingly, "I haven't seen a living one before."

Tai Lun sounded a little wrong, and couldn't help asking: "Introduction to Alchemy"? Aaron didn't write this book, did he?"

The corner of Miyaluo's mouth twitched, and he took out a thick hardcover book from his carry-on bag, showed the cover to Tai Lun, and said succinctly: "We all call it "Introduction to Alchemy". To be honest, with this It's an incongruous title, and I wouldn't even want to read it if the Great Sage Byrne hadn't strongly recommended it in his book."

I saw a string of gold-stamped characters written on the cover of the book: "Notes on the Handfeel Experience of Magic Materials".

Tyron: "..."

"To be honest, except for the strange name, the knowledge in it is still very useful." Mi Yaluo sighed, "Now almost everyone who studies alchemy will buy a set. It's a pity that only five volumes of it have been published. Since more than 70 years ago, Xian Or Aaron is missing, it hasn't been updated."

Speaking of alchemy, Xia De looked at the short bow at Tai Lun's waist as if reminded: "Speaking of alchemy...Tai Lun, is your bow a three-star enchanted weapon?"

Tyron said: "Yes, but only enchanted with three-star magic fortitude."

"The material of your bow looks like a random branch..." Mi Yaluo teased, "I'm surprised that it can be enchanted, but I can't even attach a star of magic. Can you tell me? Am I the handiwork of that master? I have to look up and pay my respects."

Tyron's pointed ears trembled slightly, and he said, "It's a magical creature over 700 years old."

Azera's definition of magical creatures is extremely broad, and any creature that is born to use magic can be classified into this range.From low-level monsters and goblins to high-level elves and nature walkers, they are all magical creatures.But even the long-lived species like high elves have a lifespan of only more than 1000 years, and more than 700 years old can definitely be called an old man.

Walker couldn't help being speechless: "Over 700 years old! Older than Shad!"

Xia De smiled gently, without getting angry.Walker is only 24 this year. This age is a child in the eyes of the elves, and being outspoken is not an annoying trait.Of course, even Diego, the oldest in this team, is only 32, which makes no difference in his eyes.

"Speaking of which, how old are you, Tai Lun?" Digo asked curiously.

Tai Lun was silent for a moment, and decided to erase his age to zero: "I am 80 this year."

"God, I don't know if I'll live to be 80, but you look so young. Immortals are just extraordinary!"

A few people were eating and chatting when they heard a loud bang behind them, and then a mercenary yelled, "Damn Tang Ji! If you steal my wine again, I will beat you to death!"

A group of drunken mercenaries next to him had no intention of dissuading them, they were all making noises.And the thin man who even fell on the ground with the chair looked quite drunk, still clutching the wine glass tightly in his hand, he was unwilling to let go even after spilling all the light yellow ale on his body.

They quarreled for a few words, and quickly developed to the hands-on stage under the noise of the surrounding mercenaries. The tavern owner couldn't stop him, so he could only stand by the counter with a sad face.

Only now did Tai Lun realize that the old man's right leg was missing.

Mi Yaluo looked back in disgust, got up and said, "Let's go up, leave them alone. Heck, the law and order in the countryside is poor."

Several people went up to the second floor together, and Tai Lun followed Miya Luo into the room.The interior of this dilapidated tavern is exactly the same as the exterior, not to mention the crooked stairs. When you enter the house, you will find that the eight rooms on the second floor are separated by wooden boards—the same kind of wormholes, no more than [-] meters thick. A wooden plank with a thick thumb and the bark has not been peeled off.

Tai Lun was a little shocked looking at this dilapidated room that could barely stand a person.

There is only one wooden bed that can barely sleep in the whole room, and the remaining space is only enough for people to walk straight to the head of the bed—oh, there are still a dozen processed animal skins piled up on the floor With a pile of bottles and cans, I can't even walk to the bedside.

After the mage entered the room, he had a headache and put the pile of things on the ground. When he looked back and saw Tai Lun's eyes, he was suddenly happy: "Why, have you never seen such a dilapidated room?"

Tai Lun said sincerely: "Indeed not."

The mage gave a "tsk", took out a handful of seeds from his pocket and sprinkled them on the raised wooden bed, chanted a spell in a low voice, and the seeds quickly grew into something like a thick layer of cotton wool.Miyaluo reached out and tore off half of those things, barely flattened them and handed them to Tai Lun: "Your bed sheets and quilts. It's too late, the boss said there is no spare room, so you just make do on the ground? Of course, if you don't want to If you sleep with these fresh materials, you can go to the next door and make the floor with Xia De and the others."

Tai Lun resolutely refused: "No, I can just stay here."

Miyaluo raised his eyebrows and lit the magic lamp he brought.He looked at his new companion carefully under the bright light blue light, first he was amazed by his sculptural and handsome appearance, and then he was shocked again by his ill-fitting and soiled sackcloth clothes.

"The tower is high, why are you dressed like this?"

Tai Lun didn't hide it: "I had an accident and lost all my property."

Hearing that Miyaluo looked at him sympathetically, but then felt something was wrong: "Wait, where did you get the silver coin you gave to the tavern owner before if you don't have any money? One silver coin can be exchanged for dozens of shellfish, right? Can't you change into a decent dress?"

Tai Lun shook his head and said, "I only met one farmer before, and he only had this kind of clothes."

Miyaluo was a little speechless, sighed and said: "Well, it happens that we are going to hand in missions in big cities, you can figure it out then. Don't worry, there are really few mercenary groups that can earn more money than us Come on, you won't starve to death. By the way, when shall we make gestures? Better understanding will help us cooperate."

Tai Lun knew that this was a test of his own strength.

As he said, mages and elves are the natural signs of a mercenary group. This kind of group is extremely popular with any employer, and therefore, those who can join this group cannot be mediocre.He will have to prove his worth if he wants to stay.

However, thinking of the elf in the team, Tyron hesitated a little.

But in the end, he just said, "You decide."

He needs a sum of money, an astronomical sum that most human beings can't imagine.

Although he doesn't have to rely entirely on being a mercenary to accumulate wealth, but at the moment when he still doesn't know the current situation of Azera, following a mercenary team is undoubtedly the best way.

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Xia De is not cp! ! !No no no!