The Amber Sword

Chapter 1083: Dark Elf

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"It would be great if there is no war." Haruze couldn't help but whispered, his silver eyes were quietly reflecting the golden light hanging from the sky. Although the little prince didn't know what it was, he instinctively felt it all. It may be related to his teacher: "Miss Lesmeca, the black moon is broken, what is the sign of this?"

Ms. Medusa seemed to be thinking about her own thoughts, but she didn't react to it for a while.

She looked at this wilderness. The dark ground seemed to symbolize the uninhabited area. Looking beyond the hills, only a piece of deserted fields could be seen. A windmill stood alone on the top of the mountain in the distance, reflecting the Bear Lake area. The sky was soaring, and the fan of the windmill was already rotten. There was only a bare frame left, which was demolished in half by someone who didn't know it.

It’s hard to believe that this was once one of the most agricultural and prosperous areas in the empire. It supported the food consumption in Cape Cloak Bay and Anzeruta. Today, roads in various places have been cut off, and commercial and trade activities have long been brought to a standstill.

I don't know what kind of famine will happen in the empire this year.

Lesmeka couldn't help but think of her hometown. From the eyes of the people underground, the beauty there was no less beautiful than here, but it was gone now.

"Miss Lesmeca?"

"Um?"

"What's the matter with you?" Haruze looked at her in a puzzled manner. He had never seen Ms. Medusa look so desperate.

"Sorry," Lesmeka was startled, she pressed the scales on her forehead and said: "I'm distracted."

"What are you thinking?" Haruze asked.

"I'm thinking about those dark elves."

Les Meka lied.

But it can't be completely said to be a lie. About the middle of autumn, a dark elf clan came to the surface and established its own territory far away from Medusa's territory. They brought long-lost news of the underground world to the underground inhabitants of the surface world—the devil had crossed the tip of the ashes and began to attack the area above the big hive.

Although Valhalla's fleet is sailing in the sky, when it is not carrying out a teleportation jump, in fact, it will send people to the ground every day to collect nearby intelligence, one is to confirm the possible enemy situation, and the other is to supplement food and drinking water.

Of course, in a barren land like Andzlova, there are probably more factors for the former.

Regarding the news of the dark elves in Lesmeka’s mouth, the fleet had already inquired about it a few days ago. Others only used it as post-dinner talks, but it was of far-reaching significance to Lesmeka.

"Are you homesick, Lesmeca?" Haruze asked in a low voice.

"I have no home, Your Royal Highness."

Haruzer looked at her curiously.

Lesmeca sighed and explained: "I used to be a slave to the devil. People who were treated as slaves don't have a home. We were expelled from our homeland and lost what we should have."

Haruze heard a little sad, and said quickly: "Miss Lesmeca, you may be able to ask the teacher to help you. He has defeated those demons before, and there must be a way."

Haruze showed confidence in Brando. In his opinion, Brando is indeed omnipotent, at least he has never let this student down.

Lesmeca glanced at the little prince and shook her head. She did have such thoughts, but until today, the fall of the black moon meant the coming of dusk. She understood that the demons’ abnormal movements might originate from this. If it was the end of the world, the young man and the Buga would also Can't change all of this.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but subconsciously pressed the pendant of her chest necklace.

But at this time, the necklace vibrated slightly.

Lesmeca was horrified but horrified.

She raised her head, her prismatic vertical pupils stared at the dark woods not far away, and shouted, "Who is there!"

There was a slightly surprised whisper from the forest.

"Lesmeka, is that you?"

Haruze didn’t know what was going on, he couldn’t help looking around—the knights in the woods behind noticed the movement here, they were drawing their swords and leaning towards him, and then he saw that Miss Medusa next to him seemed to be Frozen there as if in the petrochemical technique.

"Kaya?" Lesmeca asked tentatively.

A cheer came from the forest.

Then a girl with a long bow and a long cloak jumped down from the tree there. Her hood was folded behind her neck, revealing her beautiful long white hair and pointed ears in the moonlight—it was obvious. It is an elf, but her body is much shorter than the average wind elf and silver elf, and her skin is dark, and the sides of the straight bridge of the nose are slightly inset in the eye sockets. There are a pair of ruby-like eyes that sparkle. People subconsciously think of vampires in certain legends.

But there is no doubt that the other party is not an undead, but a distant relative of the elves in the underground world, the dark elves.

Haruzer also didn't expect Lesmeca to mention these dark elves to him, and the other party really appeared, and it seemed that this dark elven girl also knew Ms. Medusa next to him.

The dark elf girl Kaya could not help but let out a cry of excitement when she saw Lasmeka clearly. She dropped her longbow and jumped over and hugged Lasmeka tightly. .

Ms. Medusa hurriedly stopped the knights approaching behind, and then hugged the little girl. She also looked a little excited. First, she took the other person’s face and looked at it carefully, and then kissed according to the etiquette of the Medusas. The other party's forehead-Haruze has been with her for a long time, knowing that this etiquette is used by the Medusas who are closest to them.

He couldn't help but glanced at the dark elf girl with some curiosity. Among the knowledge Brando taught him about Qiao Gendigang, the dark elf remained independent, and the society of this matriarchal clan had nothing to do with the other inhabitants of the earth.

Lesmeka and Kaya whispered in underground language for a long time before they took the latter’s hand to Haruze and introduced him: "His Royal Highness, this is Kaya. I'm in the demon with her. I met in our slave camp, and she rescued me several times."

"Sister Lesmeka also saved me several times," Kaya said, her words were round. This dark elf girl also understands the language of the ground, and her tone of voice is quite standard: "His Royal Highness, Prince of Man, hello, Zokassa shelters you."

Haruze knew that Zhuo Kassa was the spider goddess, but she was also Martha. She was similar to the goddess of the dead moon believed by the undead, but was actually only one side of the order.

"Hello, Miss Kaya." He nodded politely, and then turned his gaze to the Ms. Medusa who was aside, apparently still not clear what was going on.

"Kaya brought news about the underground," Lasmeka understood what the little prince's eyes meant, and quickly explained: "Did you not ask what the black moon fell before, your Royal Highness, that represents the twilight? Awakening."

"Ah!" Haruze was startled.

"Don't worry, your prince," Ms. Medusa waved her hand, beckoning the other party not to interrupt herself: "But the dragon of twilight seems to have lost contact with this world, and the demons have caused civil strife. All this happened. Two months ago, Kaya and the others escaped at that time."

"Two months ago," Haruze thought of something: "Isn't that the first time we met the Dragon Queen?"

"It was about that time. The demons were still conquering each other until a few days ago. This shows that something must be wrong with the Dragon of Twilight," Lasmeka said with some excitement: "The black moon fell and the dragon of Twilight was It didn’t appear, maybe the rumor is true.”

"... What rumors?"

"It was the azure knight that completely defeated it. If it does not appear after the end of the magic wave, the demons will retreat to the sea of chaos. Maybe we have a chance to return to the tip of the ashes." Ms. Medusa's voice She couldn't help being a little bit higher, her fists clenched, her eyes gleaming, Haruze had never seen her like this.

"Miss Kaya," he asked back, "Is what Lasmeka said is true, the Twilight Dragon is dead?"

Kaya shook his head blankly: "I don't know, but the demons have indeed begun civil strife. They stopped before the big beehive, and killed a sea of blood in Qiaogendigang. We took this opportunity to escape. from."

She thought for a while, and then said: "His Royal Highness, my people and I have nowhere to go right now. I heard that the empire may regain this place at any time. I heard Sister Lesmeca said about you and your sister, I think I beg you to take us in for a while, and we will definitely be able to help you—"

"Huh?" Haruze was stunned. He knew that the dark elves who fled to the ground must not be one or two people. Since it can be called a clan, there must be at least several hundred people. Although the dark elves are a matriarchal clan society, they are brave and good at fighting. They not only compete for territory with other peoples underground, but also fight with demons all the year round. In fact, their individual combat power is far better than their relatives on the surface.

These people are not only a good strength, but they can also be troublesome. His understanding of this nation is limited to what Brando told him, but he is not sure what the other party's personality is.

If these dark elves are aggressive, greedy, and ambitious, wouldn't he cause trouble for his sister

The little prince couldn't help but feel a little distressed for a while, thinking that if the teacher was here, he would be able to make a decision easily.

"His Royal Highness," Lesmeca said suddenly, "Promise her that the dark elves will not stay on the surface. When the demon retreats, we will return to the Ashtip. But before that, we can help you and Your sister is very busy."

Haruze rubbed his eyebrows frowningly. This action was very much like his sister. If Brando were here, he might have mistakenly thought that he had seen the'little princess' that he had seen in the dream.

"Miss Kaya," he thought for a while, imagined how Brando would deal with this problem here, and then said: "Can you talk about the dragon of twilight? What happened? "

Haruze decided to confirm that the demon would return to the chaos before deciding how to answer this question.

Kaya was stunned when she heard this question. She probably didn't think about the connection between the two, but she reacted quickly, almost subconsciously answering something.

But this sentence was too fast, and it did not resemble the language on the ground, causing Haruze to not understand it at all.

However, the little prince did not understand, but Lesmeka did. Her expression changed slightly and she subconsciously said, "Impossible!"

Unexpectedly, Kaya did not obey her this time. The dark elf girl shook her head firmly and said something again, because she was talking to Lesmeka, so her words were a series of underground words.

When Lesmeka heard these words, her face was shocked. She subconsciously placed her hand on her chest, and she felt the necklace on her neck shook slightly again.

Then it suddenly started to glow, and slowly rose from the white cleavage of the Medusa lady.

Kaya stared at this pendant scorchingly, as if she saw something sacred.