Pokemon phobia

Serhi Darna did not recognize him.

This is not too unexpected, after all, he used the identity of the human mercenary "Arthur" when he was hunted down by the high elves.When disguising that identity, in order to avoid attracting the attention of the Holy See, he spent a lot of thought to change all the appearance characteristics, so that "Arthur" was completely different from his original appearance.

And if Serhidarna was more informed, he might find out that the sage Aaron and Arthur looked exactly the same—of course, even if he found out, it wouldn't cause much consequence.

But by this time, Tai Lun has successfully confirmed one thing: the person who can really track his breath is not the high elves at all, but the legendary world tree that exists like a god.

More than 200 years ago, he had tried countless times to hide, change his breath and appearance, but it didn't work. The high elves were still able to find him again and again through unknown means, forcing him to almost believe in what they said, "wind energy." Tell us everything."

But after he got Xuanjia, he was able to calm down and think, and gradually discovered a doubt.

That was the gray iron dragon Aka who was following him.

During those years, A-Kha had grown up a lot, and he could no longer be carried in his bag.But the disguise he made for A-Ka was nothing more than using magic potions to transform it from a gray iron dragon cub into an adult green-skinned dragon.However, the high elves couldn't find a way to track him, which made him wonder what the basis for those guys to track him?

That's why this trial came about.

As it turned out, he won the bet.The method used by the high elves to confirm his whereabouts was indeed not a breath, but a trace of power that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.The one who can do this will not be the high elves, but the world tree that has existed for an unknown number of years.

Tai Lun smiled and said: "I was tracking a poacher team some time ago, and I learned about Nidona through their mouths, and rescued her."

Serhi Darna hesitated for a while, nodded his thanks and said, "Thank you for your help, you are as righteous and kind as the legends say."

Tai Lun smiled again, took the mask back, and said, "Since it's all right, I'll go first."

Hearing that Nidona was in a hurry, she wrinkled her face and broke away from Seshidarna's embrace, and stepped forward to stop Tai Lun: "Wait! You saved me, but I haven't repaid..."

"Nidona!" Serhidarna stopped her, pulled her back, and politely said to Tai Lun, "Nidona, we will send her back to the Mother God safely, and the elves will keep her in mind." Your kindness."

Tai Lun took a deep look at him, waved his hands and walked out of the forest.

Nidona didn't lie, this place was no longer the forest of elves, and there was no need for him to continue exploring here.At the moment when he saw Serhi Darna, he wanted to act impulsively for a few seconds to avenge himself who was hunted down more than 200 years ago.

But this idea only swirled in his heart for a few seconds, and before it even showed up, he had already suppressed it again.

He couldn't be sure what Carlos was thinking, although from now on, Carlos and these elves were not in the same camp, but he was still a little hesitant; With all his strength, he couldn't guarantee that he could kill all the insiders.

What's more, these old elves can't live long, so, in order not to ask for trouble, forget it.

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Five days later, Tyron left the woods.He passed the passage left by his Damen Finn friend, but he didn't go in. He just continued on, and came all the way to the territory of the Beran Empire.

The Berland Empire is close to the extreme northern glaciers, and the temperature here is far colder than the Farlo Warcraft Mountains in the south. Now that Farlo has already entered summer, many parts of the Berland Empire are barely able to enter spring.This phenomenon is particularly evident in the small town of Canstar, where people have to survive ten months of severe winter every year to usher in just two months of spring and autumn.

And now, it is the short spring of the year in Kanstar.

The sweet smell in the air seems to give people the illusion of being soaked in honey. Women in beautiful dresses dance in the crowd with flower baskets, men in felt hats sing on the steps, and children Then they ran from the street to the end of the street in groups holding small bowls filled with nectar.

Today is Kanstar's "Nectar Festival".

In this town that is neither prosperous nor rich, the Goddess of Spring has bestowed on people a magical plant that grows for a whole year and blooms with all its might during the warmest three days in Canstar .

During that long sleep time, they hoarded thick nectar in their bloated buds, and people don't even have to expect those intolerant hardworking insects to come here and brew it into honey to taste nothing less than this. sweet.During these three days, they only need to cut open its flower buds with a knife, and they can get a bowl full of golden and transparent honey.

The people of Kanstar regard it as a gift from the goddess of spring, and named this flower that only grows here "The Smile of the Goddess".

Wearing a dark blue cloak, Tyron strolled through the quaint streets of the town.

"Jenny, would you like a glass of 'Goddess Smile'? It will cheer you up!"

"Oh, my little sweethearts, come and take the joy that the good goddess bestows upon you."

"The new year is here again, let's toast~"

"Look at my cup is sweeter than yours."

"Nonsense, obviously mine is sweeter!"

"Goddess, you spilled nectar on your clothes!"

The lively celebrations around brightened the dilapidated town, but Tai Lun quietly passed through the crowd, hid in a remote corner, leaned half against the wall and took a deep breath.

The sweet and slightly cool air penetrated into his nostrils, and the pleasant smell made him inexplicably breathless.A familiar feeling of depression wrapped around his body like vines, injecting paralyzing venom into his skin, spreading the panic that drove people into madness.

This feeling is called loneliness. He used to be with him, but he may not have experienced it for a long time.

Tai Lun raised his hand to cover his eyes, and slowly exhaled the air he had just inhaled.

Originally, he could set a goal for himself, tell himself that Carlos was in the forest of elves, and then move towards this goal step by step.But now he has completely lost this goal.

A drunk man wielding two wine glasses staggered into this corner and caught sight of Tai Lun.He laughed and yelled, "Hey, buddy, would you like a glass of mead? I bet it will make you forget all your troubles!"

Before Tai Lun could react, the drunk man stuffed a cup into Tai Lun's hand, dragged him to a small stall, and forced him to sit down.

Tai Lun let him drag him away without any resistance.

The drunk man swung his wine glass and said triumphantly to the stall owner: "Did you see Mike, I brought you a customer! Should you give me another glass of mead?"

The stall owner waved his hands angrily and cursed: "Go away, you shameless drunkard! How many glasses of mead have you drank for nothing!"

"Oh, don't say that, my dear brother, there are only thirteen cups this year."

"Get out of here!"

After driving away his alcoholic brother, the boss turned to Tai Lun and smiled kindly: "Would you like a glass of mead? These days are the best time to drink mead!"

Tai Lun was silent for a while, then took out a dusty silver coin from his pocket and put it on the table.The boss collected the silver coins with a smile on his face, poured half a spoonful of golden ale from the barrel behind him into a bowl, and mixed in half a spoonful of nectar from another barrel, then put the bowl in front of Tyron: "I wish you You are blessed with good fortune by the Goddess!"

Looking at the bowl of ale, Tai Lun suddenly didn't want to talk anymore.

But despite the perfunctory way the owner's "mead" is made, people are still very pleased.During the three days of the nectar festival, they did not set a fixed price for the "mead", some people were willing to pay silver coins, and some people only paid a few shell coins, and they all got a glass of ale, the only difference It's just how much "blessing" you get.

In such a festive festival, few people sit in a fixed place for a long time, so people often bring their own cups, buy mead and take it away, and join the carnival again.

It was as if Tyron was the only one in the whole town who was out of tune with everything around him.

I don't know if it was because of the silver coin, but the boss didn't show any intention of driving him away, so Tai Lun sat here quietly until the sun went down.His glass of expensive ale was still intact in front of him-of course, he didn't take off his mask at all, so he couldn't drink it.

Tai Lun calmly watched people end the day's hilarity, watched the number of people on the street gradually decrease, and then left before the boss closed the stall.

He returned to the gate of the town along the same road he walked in the morning, and walked out of the town gate under the strange eyes of the guards, and walked towards the orange-red disc that gradually sank under the distant mountains.

This small town is too sweet, too sweet for him to bear.

After an unknown amount of time, Tai Lun suddenly saw a small black spot appearing in the sky.He subconsciously stared at the black spot slowly expanding, and the blurred outline due to the backlight gradually became clearer, reflecting a warm yellow halo in the setting sun.

Tai Lun's footsteps stopped suddenly.

The black spot expanded rapidly, as if it saw him, and when it flew somewhere, it suddenly turned and landed at an extremely fast speed, and the moment it touched the ground, it was already less than ten meters away from Tyron.It is a silver eagle, Tyron can guarantee that it is exactly the same as the one he saved more than ten days ago.

The eagle stared at him with light brown eyes, its body slowly elongated, and it didn't take long before it turned into the look he was familiar with—silver hair, silver wings, clear and bright eyes.

Carlos approached step by step, his footsteps became faster and faster, and finally he almost hugged him hard with a bump.Tai Lun heard the extremely rapid breathing of the elf in his ear, and seemed to be trembling a little because he was suppressing his excitement.

"Taron."

"……Um."

"Would you like to hear me sing?"

Looking at the sun sinking into the ground in the distance, Tai Lun suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"Then you can sing."