Other Races Guidebook

You did not expect to meet Lu Weide again in this situation.

To be honest, you still don't understand what purpose this dark-skinned night elf approached you somehow, and followed you all the way in disguise.

If his assassination target is you, but he obviously has many easy opportunities to kill you, but he never did it.

If it’s for something else, his strength can completely control you to do whatever you want, but as long as you behave reluctantly, he did not force you, and he also took the initiative to remind you that Medusa might attack your mercenary group. Information, let your sister and others survive, even after you were captured by Medusa, they risked sneaking into their lair to rescue you.

Even if you know that he is a dangerous and deceitful nightfallen, you have actually had the innocent idea of ​​wanting to trust him from the bottom of your heart and approve that he is a companion you can trust.

But it turns out that this idea of ​​yours is still too naive and ridiculous.

Believing that guy who is full of lies is stupid than suicide.

In hindsight, you recalled that when you were in the mercenary group when you were a child, when you heard other older mercenaries angrily mention the Night Fallen elves, they usually had a tone of disdain and a bit of deep dread.

"Master Galluk, you don't have to worry about me."

You considered your tone and persuaded him in a tactful tone that did not harm his dignity as much as possible: "You suffered so much yesterday and have not recovered. I can't help you now. It's just your drag. It’s better to die here than at least one person can live..."

You were put down by Garukh before he finished speaking. As if he hadn't heard what you said before, he said indifferently, "Stay away from here."

Several pairs of translucent light attribute fighting spirits formed white wings stretched out from behind him. As the number of wings increased, the runes on his face seemed to flow slowly like life, and the aura exuding from his body suddenly Increased several times.

The rest of the nightfallen elves seemed to be startled by his terrifying momentum, and their expressions showed more or less jealous hesitation.

"The running dog of the Holy See, don't you think that you can leave alive after breaking into our territory?"

Only the nightfall elves with golden red eyes seemed to be unaffected by Galluk, and Luweed slowly took a step forward. As he progressed, he felt cold and suppressed, as if someone was holding his neck tightly and unable to breathe. A deep sense of oppression permeated his body, and for a while, it was comparable to Galluk's aura, and he was not suppressed by him at all, and even faintly superior.

"You are in Medusa's lair, forcibly splitting the cracks in the space, it feels uncomfortable to be eaten back by the turbulence of magic, right?"

The corners of the nightfallen’s lips raised a faint, sludge-like arc of malicious mockery, "Unexpectedly, the presiding judge of the Holy See would also make such a low-level mistake. You chased me for so long before. We can settle the account now."

"Even if I'm injured now, I won't be defeated by your kind of despicable villain who only hides in the dark under a sneak attack." Garuch said with a cold face, his tone was calm, without the slightest panic.

"It's not necessarily."

Luvyd doesn’t seem to care much about Garuch’s ridiculous words about his despicable people. The night elves have no such superfluous things as shame and morality. It’s their usual style to kill all enemies when they are injured. It is impossible to feel guilty and embarrassed for such a despicable behavior.

But when his eyes met your unbelievable anger and disdainful gaze, Lu Weide's expression suddenly stagnated, a faint strange pain, and quietly passed the cold and merciless nightfall elf. heart.

He frowned, quickly suppressed this weird feeling, and his eyes became cold and dark again.

Neither Garukh nor Luweed is a person who likes to talk nonsense. In order to expel the strange tingling sensation that remains in his heart, uncontrollable makes him extremely irritable, the nightfall elf takes the lead in carrying the rapier and swooping towards the chief judge past.

Knowing that you can't help now, in order not to add chaos to Garukh, you walked a little farther to the shore, hiding behind a thick/swelling tree, and watching the two in battle.

The environment of the death forest is very repressive to the race of light attributes. It is very difficult to achieve half of the usual strength, but for the night fallen elves from the dark race, it has the auxiliary blessing effect like a fish in water, and the air is filled with rich darkness. The element makes you, who are also the light priest, feel extremely uncomfortable, cold and humid, just like throwing a fish that is good at swimming in water on a shore that is completely unsuitable for its survival.

Just in case, you work hard to mobilize the weak magic power recovered in your body last night, even if you can release a low-level healing technique.

But when you gather and mobilize the magic in your body, you find that the magic that has finally condensed is like a bubble that has been poked, and it seems to be absorbed by the ground under your feet.

Suddenly you feel that your ankles are entangled by some thin vines. You look down and you find that a vine plant with black and red leaves appears quietly under your feet for some time, like a dodder flower. Slowly wrap around your ankles, and the little magic power from your body is also sucked away by these vines.

After recognizing the type of this vine, you suddenly opened your eyes in horror, and pulled away the vine that had entangled you, and you hurried toward the fighting Garuk.

"Master Galluk! There are many devil-eating vines in this forest. You can no longer use fighting spirit and magical powers, otherwise you will attract more..."

Before you finished speaking, you saw that one of Garuch’s hands and wings were entangled with vines that were countless times denser than the ones you had seen before, like a hungry vampire desperately sucking on the presiding judge. Amazing energy.

But while he was trying to resist the attack of the night fallen elves, he couldn't stop using his power.

Finally, Garuk, who had been absorbing a lot of energy from the Devil's Vine, accidentally exposed his flaws. The Nightfallen seized the opportunity and shot up from the shadow of the blind spot. The rapier in his hand deeply pierced the Lightwing Clan. The chest of the presiding judge.

A large swath of red blood ran across your eyes with gorgeous traces, you froze in amazement, your lips trembled, and you couldn't say a word.

"too weak."

Lu Weide did not let him go. While cruelly stirring Galluk, who was pierced through his chest with a rapier in his hand, he relentlessly sneered in a cold and sneer tone: "This kind of strength is also worthy of becoming The presiding judge of the Holy See? It seems that the Central Holy See has also fallen."

Garuch snorted, and suddenly raised his head. There was a cruel emotion in his ice-blue eyes. He grabbed the sword of the night fallen elf and took a step forward to narrow the distance with Luvid, and then he held his hand. The silver/gun turned into a golden sword, and without hesitation, it slashed towards Lu Weide's head.

If the Lightwing Clan chief judge took the fatal blow of the counterattack before his death, the nightfallen elves would most likely be split in half.

Perceiving the coming of the crisis, Lu Weide decisively abandoned the sword in his hand and quickly leaned back to avoid it.

Even if the Nightfallen dodged in time, one of his shoulders was almost wiped, and his arm was almost cut off with such a slight contact, and blood dripped from his shoulders down the hanging arm into the rot. In the black soil with dead leaves.

"Master Galluk!"

You rushed forward and supported the light-winged chief judge who was too heavily injured and crumbling, but his size and weight were too heavy for you, and you fell down with his shaking figure. On the ground.

There is no extra energy to pay attention to whether you have fallen pain or not. Looking at Galluk, whose upper body is almost stained with blood, you carefully hug his head, your eyes are hot, and warm and sour tears drip from your white cheeks. Falling.

"sorry Sorry……"

You were sobbing and crying, while repeating a meaningless apology.

If it weren't for you, Garukh would not be hurt at all, nor would he be hurt by the night fallen elves in front of you to such a degree of dying.

You regret that you shouldn't have asked him to save you.

An insignificant little person like you is simply not worth the heavy price paid by the other party.

A broad and rough palm slowly touched your crying face, and he was not proficient in erasing the tears from the corners of your eyes.

"...Don't cry."

He didn't seem to be very good at comforting people. After holding back two words for a long time, Garuk gasped hard for a few times, and then hoarsely said: "Anyway...you must live..."

"Your sister... is still at home... waiting for you and going back."

Even though you know that your hope of survival is very slim, you can only respond to Garuch with a dumb voice.

"Master Galluk, I will listen to you and try to live."

After getting your reply, Galluk's frowning eyebrows slowly loosened, his eyes lingered on your unconcealable sadness for a moment like nostalgia, stroking the fingers on your cheeks, gently rubbing them The corners of your lips.

"Sorry, I couldn't... bring you back."

This light muttering that was almost self-talking gradually dissipated in the air, and his hand dropped weakly.

You find that Garukh, who quietly closed his eyes, doesn’t have the awe-inspiring aura and oppressive eyes that usually do not anger, his facial features are actually very handsome, and even reveal a young boy The youthfulness of adulthood, it seems that you are only in your early twenties. If you replace it with your previous world, you may still be a high-cold male god who is popular on college campuses, although you have some appreciation before. Not coming to this type of boy, but now he feels very handsome.

Like a black panther sneaking in the dark, the slight footsteps of an unconscious prey slowly approached.

There is also a pair of gray leather boots in your vision.

You slowly raised your head, looking at the nightfallen who was looking down at you expressionlessly from above, and asked softly, "Are you going to kill me?"

Lu Weide looked at your calm and excessive face and the distant and indifferent eyes looking at him, and the slight tingling sensation remaining in his chest spread densely again.

"Now...not yet."

The voice of the nightfallen elf was unexplainably jerky and dull.

Is it just not killing you for the time being?

In other words, you still cannot escape the fate of death afterwards.

Maybe these night fallen elves want to sacrifice you to make sacrifices and other evil rituals. After all, young and pure human girls like you have always been excellent sacrifices in bloody sacrifice ceremonies among dark races. .

Those innocent girls usually suffer terrible torture before they die, and even their souls and bones will be cleaned up.

You will soon become one of them.

It would be better to die earlier.

You touched the brooch that was just removed from your chest, and held the sharp end tightly in your palm.

"Your companion is here." You suddenly said.

The Nightfallen was stunned, and subconsciously turned his head and looked over.

At this moment when he is relaxed, you force the tip of the brooch held in your palm towards your carotid artery.

As long as you die early, it will be useless for these nightfallen.

It can be regarded as your revenge on their little one.

But Luvid, who has been focusing most of his attention on you, quickly noticed your actions. He quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed the brooch in your hand, and even the palm of his hand was stabbed by the tip. feel.

The nightfallen elves looked at you with heavy eyes, the golden-red different pupils showed a terrible concentration and gloom, but he didn't say anything.

You sighed with great regret, just now you have used all your strength, your groggy consciousness can no longer support your actions, your body shook, and you fell to the ground aside.

But then he was caught by a embrace that exuded a faint bloody cold breath.

"Lu Weide, I didn't expect that you really killed the presiding judge of the Holy See alone. It seems that you have learned a lot in the human world over the years." A young night fallen elf said half-jokingly. .

Lu Weide ignored him, but picked up you who had passed out because of illness.

The night elf seemed to have been familiar with Lu Weide’s lonely and indifferent temperament. He shrugged and turned to you who had lost consciousness enthusiastically. When he saw your white and weak face, he had red eyes. A trace of obvious shock and surprise flashed in his pupils.

He licked his dry lips, and his eyes showed obvious lewdness/nakedness/obsceneness.

"It's hard to see a human girl like this kind of face and smell is the best and pure virginity, Lu Weide, why don't we give it to the adult..."

Before he could finish his words, the male nightfall elf who was upset was caught tightly around his neck by a raised arm on the back of his hand.

Lu Weide looked at his compatriot who was pinched by his throat with cold eyes as if he was looking at a dead thing.

"If you dare to hit her idea, I will let you know how many interrogation and torture methods I have learned in the human world over the years."

After speaking, she threw the body of her compatriot on the ground like throwing garbage, and left the human girl in her arms.

The threatened young nightfallen coughed a few times, he raised his head and stared at Lu Weide's back, a bit of contempt and deep resentment flashed in his eyes.

"It's just a mixed hybrid/species, so arrogant."

The young night elf cursed bitterly in elf language. When he saw Galluk, who had lost his breath lying on the ground, he raised his eyebrows and stepped on the judgment with the soles of his boots soaked in mud. Long body.

Trampling and insulting the enemy's body made the nightfallen elf feel a little twisted and perverted in his heart, but his smile just raised, and it solidified on his face in the next second.

Because his ankle was caught by a palm stained with blood.

Galluk, who was supposed to have died, slowly opened his loose blue eyes without a trace of focus.