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Roland and others were a little confused.
The high-altitude wind whizzed past more than ten meters above their heads, but was blocked by the surrounding stone walls and trees. When it reached them, it turned into a gentle breeze.
Sejuani's eyes kept falling on Roland: "I don't know where you heard this word, whether it was the subconsciousness of the blood inheritance telling you, or other people of the same race, but I still want to warn you not to pursue this word again. That makes sense."
"I'm not interested in the secrets of the elves." Roland nodded and said, "I just want to know what the secret skills of the Windrunner and the Destruction Druid are capable of."
Roland's words were so direct that it was a bit unbearable.
Except for Andonara, almost everyone else frowned.
"You just want to know... how powerful they are?" Sejuani's expression became very subtle.
Roland nodded.
For players, power doesn't mean anything.
No matter how evil the power is, it is probably not as evil as the group of warlocks who play the 'Xiang Yan' style. It's so disgusting.
Power is just power, it all depends on how you use it.
Even if there are some taboos about these professions, it is still a matter for the elves.
As long as they were strong enough, Roland didn't mind their background and meaning.
"Is strength important to you?" Sejuani asked.
Roland nodded: "It's quite important."
The place was quiet, and Andonara still looked at Roland with admiration.
The eyes of Cage and Pettus seemed relatively calm.
Only Sejuani's expression showed some resistance.
"People who believe in strength will eventually be swallowed up by power." Sejuani said seriously: "In view of your thoughts, I cannot tell you the information about these two names."
"But without power, in this world where the jungle prevails, it is in vain to realize one's ideals." Roland stood up and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, Ms. Sejuani."
Roland is leaving.
The four of them were shocked. Andonara stood up and said in surprise: "Roland, you don't want to ask anymore?"
"I won't ask anymore." Roland shook his head: "I don't have the confidence to convince a stubborn elf. But in any case, I am still very grateful to Mr. Pettus for giving me the opportunity to ask."
Pettus was originally a little angry when he saw Roland giving up so quickly. After all, he brought these two people in for Cage's sake, but after hearing Roland's words, his anger subsided.
Cage also stood up and said, "That disturbs you, Pettus, and Sejuani. They disturb your peace."
Sejuani bit her lip gently, now she fell into an embarrassed mood.
Seeing that Roland and the other three were about to leave, Sejuani sighed softly and said, "Well, it seems that even if you don't get the information from me, you will find a way to get these two professions from others. Information. Rather than letting you run around and attract the attention of the elves, I might as well tell you."
Roland was about to leave, but when he heard Sejuani's words, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'll trouble you, Ms. Sejuani."
Cage suddenly looked at Roland with surprised eyes, as if he had thought of something.
Petters did the same, and even shook his head: "Play hard to get, you cunning boy."
Roland felt that he had been wronged. He really had no intention of playing hard to get, he just simply didn't want to waste time.
Because the elves have a long life, their three views are quite stable and difficult to be convinced.
Roland has seen the author of the book angrily scold the stubbornness of his fellow elves in more than one book.
Besides, it was Cage who brought him here this time, and Cage obviously knew Sejuani and was an old friend.
Even Cage didn't have the slightest intention to speak or persuade Sejuani, so Roland certainly wouldn't waste his efforts.
But he didn't expect that Sejuani would actually say it herself.
After Roland sat down again, Sejuani said: "Mystic Windrunner and Destruction Druid are not professions unique to the elves, but professions unique to half-elves."
"Half-elf?"
Roland thought of his 'hybrid' specialty.
"Windrunner is a branch of elven archers. When many people hear the name Mystic Windrunner, they think it is a special magic archer profession." Sejuani shook her head and said: "But in fact, this is wrong. Mystical Windrunner It refers to...highly mobile special mages. They are as unpredictable as the wind and leave no trace."
Roland's eyes lit up. As a player, and a player with more than ten years of game 'theory', he knew very well the role of highly mobile professions or characters in real-time battles.
Upon hearing this, this career seemed quite suitable for him.
After all, he is now desperately trying to improve his mobility.
Whether it is teleportation, teleportation, or human cannon combo skills, they are all products of this concept.
Then he couldn't help but ask: "What about the Druid of Destruction?"
"A druid who is very good at elemental magic. He can transform into various demons and is extremely powerful."
oh!
Roland, Cage, and Andonara all understood why destroying druids was taboo among the elves.
It's just... Roland is still a little confused: "Why are people in these two professions called betrayers? One or two people are betrayers. We can't regard everyone as betrayers."
"Because in order to find a job in these two professions, the last step is to get the sap from the mother tree and drink it."
Roland and the other three were immediately shocked.
As long as you are an intelligent creature, you will understand the significance of the World Tree to the elves.
Mother tree.
Their worship and love for the World Tree completely surpasses that of any person or creature.
Even if they were gods, as long as they dared to touch the World Tree, they would dare to hold each other and die together.
However, these two professions have to take the juice from the World Tree. To put it more bluntly, they need to take blood to drink. This in itself is already an unforgivable thing.
It’s no wonder they view these two professions as betrayers.
He clearly has elven blood, but he wants to harm the World Tree.
"So you understand." Sejuani smiled: "We elves don't want to reveal these two professions, because we are afraid that a mixed-blood elf like you will have too many ideas."
"But why are you telling me now."
"Because you are not the kind of person who sticks to the end." Sejuani smiled like a fox who succeeded: "You don't even want to convince me, you are obviously afraid of trouble. And it is almost impossible to get the sap from the mother tree. Things you don't know how to do. Besides, even an ordinary mage is still very powerful as long as he grows up. If you have that talent, the road to the future will be smooth. There is no need to take risks. As long as you reveal a little bit to the pure-blood elves If you want to be a mystic windrunner, or destroy the idea of a druid, you will be hunted by the whole clan."
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Half an hour later, Roland and others came out of the city lord's mansion.
But a dozen little bats were still hanging on the roof of the car, not escaping.
After Vivian and others returned from shopping and joined together, everyone left slowly in a carriage.
Sitting in the carriage, Andonara leaned beside Roland and asked, "Are you really afraid of trouble just now, so you gave up trying to persuade Sejuani?"