Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 117 Ashvan Elf (Fifth Change) 【Subscription】

"Clan, thank you for protecting me, and may Nora illuminate the dark road ahead of you."

Her voice is like a singing oriole, sweet and beautiful.And she bowed slightly, put one hand on her forehead with the back of her hand, and put one hand on her lower back, doing exactly the "natural gift" of elves.

"Are you the elf of Amathir?" Cyril asked in a deep voice. When he got the result of the other party's identity, he was even more puzzled:
First of all, the elves are followers of Nora, the god of nature. It is absolutely impossible for them to have anything to do with the Beast Blood Cult that the soldiers said.But in this case, why did the other party hide from that group of soldiers and hide in their room?
"Misha Aishvan." The female elf continued to answer with a pleasant voice, but her answer made Cyril even more puzzled.

"Ashvan?"

The God of Nature blesses the elves, and the elves in Amathir, the land of nature, are divided into two factions, one is the hidden "Ashvan" elves, and the other is the "Clary" elves who are often present.

If the name in front of him was "Mischa Clary", then he would not be surprised at all, but the other party was the hidden Ai Xifan——

What's wrong with this year?The young master of the civil servant family wants to practice martial arts, the eldest lady of the mage family wants to be the leader of the knights, the dwarf of the mine wants to lick the unicorn's ass, and even the hidden elves will travel so far to play?
Why didn't he feel that there were so many weird NPCs in the game?
Cyril secretly felt a headache, turned around and greeted the girls and Evans to sit down, sit down, lie down, and then turned to this elf girl who couldn't tell her age——Elves are often ageless, so They are collectively referred to as girls.

It is nothing more than the difference between whole and zero thousands of months.

"You should be able to tell that I'm a half-elf." He gestured for the Aishvan elf who called himself Misha to sit down. The latter didn't choose a chair, just sat on the floor, and patted the wooden floor: "The smell of black haze wood , I like the taste very much.”

She didn't care that the robe on her body would be stained by the dust thrown up by the soldiers of the Dragon Legion just now, she said very naturally: "Half-elf? Perhaps the Clary elves would care about this, but in the eyes of our Exivan elves, Everyone is a follower of Lord Nora, and they are all children of nature, it doesn't matter."

"Ivor Wei." Cyril introduced himself briefly, but saw the elf girl raised her eyebrows reminiscent of willow branches under the bright moon, and asked lightly:

"real name?"

"Probably." Cyril was noncommittal, "Answer my question, why are you hiding here."

"As you can see, those rude soldiers don't understand anything, they don't even know what happened, they are here to hunt me down, and I don't know what happened."

Misha shook her head and puffed up her cheeks slightly: "I just arrived here, before I even had time to settle down, I was chased by people all over the place, and I was exhausted."

"what……"

Cyril pouted, not knowing how those soldiers thought of going to the "Beast Blood Cult".

"I originally planned to leave as soon as those soldiers left, but I was blocked by you." Misha continued, and then propped up her wooden long stick that looked quite old—one end of the long stick was carved A complicated pattern appeared, and it seems that the background is not small, "It is finally safe now, thank you, fellow clan."

She stood up as she spoke, patted the robe and wanted to leave, but how could Cyril let her go so easily - he swung the long sword sideways, blocking the way to the door of the room:

"If I remember correctly, the Exivan elves should be hidden elves. Why did they appear here? I think you should understand how far it is from Amasir."

"Yeah, it's a long way." Misha was not angry at Cyril's blocking, "But I have been away from the clan for a long time, and this time I came here entirely because of the Simmatar Mountains. ...Hey, I can't tell you this."

She covered her mouth, shook her head vigorously, her beautiful blond hair was also swinging back and forth, Elena who was watching couldn't help stretching out her hand, and gently tugged at her pale blond hair that only reached her shoulders.

"You can't convince me with this explanation, I won't let you pass here." Cyril sighed, he could see that this elf has an extremely detached character, and he can hardly communicate with common sense .

This is also a common problem of most elves. They are either arrogant or arrogant, or lively enough to escape or cold as ice. Few of them are easy to communicate with.

"Ah..." Misha seemed to be stumped by what Cyril said. She helped her forehead, then turned around, and slowly opened the window behind her.

Immediately afterwards, she turned out the window and stood on the eaves outside——

"Since you won't let me pass, there's nothing I can do about it, fellow clan, see you by fate."

As she spoke, she put on her hood, jumped suddenly while propping up her long wooden staff, and disappeared from everyone's sight in a blink of an eye.

Several people in the house watched her jumping down from the eaves just like that. When Cyril came to the window, he saw that figure running across the street gracefully and burrowing into an alley. not see.

"Just let her run away?" Evans hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking.

"Run." Cyril said lightly, "Go back to sleep, get up early to pack your things, and leave early tomorrow morning."

The three girls who didn't know what happened could only hug each other back to the room, and Cyril quickly lay down and closed his eyes.

No matter what the reason was, it would definitely not be a simple matter for the hidden Exivan elf to appear here.

He didn't want to get into any trouble here.It has been nearly a month since he traveled in late February to the present, and someone else should have been promoted to level ten. He became an apprentice and began to bully the "weak" jackals, and how much time he wasted in northern Xinjiang...

Wait a moment.

He seems to have only reached the eleventh level, and has directly crossed the apprentice level, becoming an apprentice knight, can enjoy more than twenty levels of apprentice professional attribute bonuses for nothing, and even got the oral order from the leader of the knights, that he can "Summon" an elite 50-man cavalry—

It seems to be mixed, not bad at all?

Although it was a bit miserable, judging from the perspective of less than a month in the past, it is actually quite fruitful.

Is this the so-called "the greater the risk, the higher the return"?

Cyril curled his lips, but it is a pity that it takes a certain amount of capital to take risks. His current capital can at most allow him to invest in Yu'e Bao, and he dare not even invest in better funds.

He simply sank himself into dreamland and stopped thinking about it.

After all, I have to get up early tomorrow.As long as I run fast enough, danger will never catch up with me.

Rogues mainly increase agility, that's right.

　Fortunately, life is not disgraceful, and the fifth watch is over.

　　Goodnight everybody.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)