Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 322 Leaving the Jungle
The towering tree walls disintegrated one by one, and the tall trees returned the trees to their original positions as much as possible.The priests of the elves have quickly come to the woodland that has been leveled due to the battle, and have begun to cast spells and plant new saplings.

Although the creatures gushing out of the magic plain did not cause many casualties to the elves, under the cover of the tree wall and the effective avoidance measures of the elves, the battle damage was very little.But the impact of this incident is by no means so easy to end——

A large piece of woodland has been razed to the ground. Even if the elves take care of it properly, it will take at least ten years to recover to its former size.And due to the shift of natural elements caused by the magic plain, the area of ​​the Black Forest has also expanded by a large amount, and the elves have to work hard to drive the Black Forest away...

But these have nothing to do with Cyril.

At this time, he was surrounded by a large herd of silver deer—that’s right, it was silver deer, not elves, and those silver deer scrambled to stick to Cyril’s side, trying to lick Cyril with their tongues. It doesn't work, and I don't know why.

The original owners of the silver deer, the silver deer riders could only watch their partners surround Cyril with resentment, until a voice sounded:
"Silver deer are creatures close to nature."

The heart of the tree, Elandar, slowly stepped into the herd of deer. These silver deer finally gave the elder a little face, and obediently backed away, letting Cyril in front of Elandar.

And Yilandar looked at Cyril with complicated eyes, and finally sighed: "The protection of the highest-ranking god of nature?"

"Yeah." Cyril admitted openly, such a large beam of light, it is impossible to hide from Ellandar's eyes.

"Have you seen the great Him?" Ellandar's tone suddenly became agitated, but then he regained his composure, nodded to himself, "Of course I saw it. But it can trigger spells of this level, I admit, you impress me, half-elf."

Cyril couldn't directly say that these were all due to Miss Elf, he could only nod his head: "Indeed, I didn't expect that I am so powerful."

He watched the corners of the Great Elder's eyes twitch. After a while, he turned around slowly and replied, "You have won. The Congye Clan will fulfill the five conditions. But it will have to wait until the Elgin Forest Stablize."

"I understand." Cyril nodded again.

Elandar didn't want to maintain an awkward chat with this half-elf anymore, and he didn't ask what happened in Cyril's magic plain—he definitely wanted to know, but because he couldn't show any prestige in front of Cyril at the moment What's more, he had a premonition that if he continued to chat, he would definitely get hit by this young man.

And Cyril is also happy that Yilandar doesn't ask more questions at the moment, and the confession must be explained, but the amount of confession is entirely up to him.

When we returned to the camp of the Congye clan, the sky was almost dawn, the sky was turning white, and the forest was full of happy birdsong.

Baron Jean and other humans, Cyril has arranged for them to return to Yevwind by the same route.Human identity is still relatively sensitive in the elf camp after all, at least for now.

He rode a silver deer, and just walked under the tree of life, when he looked up, he saw Miss Elf sitting on a branch.She propped her hands on the tree trunk behind her, she was barefoot, her white legs were dangling back and forth, and she was humming softly.

And she also saw Cyril and Elena below at the same time, and she didn't care that she was sitting seven or eight meters high, she jumped straight away, grabbed the vine, jumped off the tree of life, and just swung on In front of Cyril.

"Family." Miss Misha let go of the vine, straightened her messy robe and long hair, and said with a smile, "How is it, how does it feel to be protected by the gods?"

"How should I say it?" Cyril shrugged helplessly. He was thinking about how he would "torture" Miss Elf for what was going on, and why would she think of preparing for natural protection in advance, and she was still the highest-level "eternal" The splendor of nature".

But the moment he saw Miss Misha's face, Cyril found that he couldn't utter a word of questioning. In the end, he could only touch the back of his head in embarrassment, and whispered: "It feels great, thank you. Without your preparation, It really didn’t work out this time.”

After he finished speaking, he saw that the smile on Miss Misha's face became even brighter, those beautiful eyes blinked, and then that outstanding face suddenly approached, pressed against his ear, and lowered her head. said in a voice:
"Then fellow clan, come and help me when the time comes, Mufeng Ceremony."

Mufeng Festival?

Cyril was taken aback. He remembered that Misha had mentioned this matter when he was in the capital, but he didn't agree.He was thinking about how to respond, but Misha quickly backed away, and then opened her arms, hugging Alina who was holding a big book.

Well, well, the Mufeng Ceremony is at the end of June, and it is only May now. After solving the troubles in the Elgin Forest, the cooperation between the three cities of Siliki can be advanced quickly...

It can be said that although he has not officially started to be a lord, the obstacles to the development of the northeastern region of Amasir have been swept away by him.

Thinking of this, Cyril couldn't help but feel a little happier, and the pressure on his body was relieved.

They stayed in the Bushleaf clan for another day, during which Cyril selectively told what happened in the magic plain.

The matter of the Eternal Tree must have been talked about, and the Spirit Knight and the Harpy also talked about it, but Cyril did not disclose anything about the Great Sage of Setanrio, the Dragonborn, and the Book of Heroes. The Crow Legion just raised their mouths, and didn't say anything about the extra silver thread on their body.

And Elendar doesn't seem to care about this, at this time he is busy with the Elgin Forest - according to the latest feedback from the priest, due to the fluctuation of the eternal natural brilliance, the concentration of magic power in the Elgin Forest seems to be high A level, there are many things he needs to arrange and adjust.

At the same time, there are letters from other elf clans, and they will visit the Congye clan in the near future, naturally because of the eternal brilliance of nature...

But at this time, Cyril still didn't know that the silver beam of light had such a wide range of influence, and Erendar didn't like him to show off in front of him, so naturally he wouldn't say it.

The rest of the elves looked at Cyril with only admiration at the moment, and they didn't know the extent of the impact this time. On this point, Cyril was cleverly kept in the dark...

Cyril and the others did not continue to delay in the jungle. Due to the impact of this incident, the three cities were left in ruins, waiting for the wise and mighty Earl Siliki to return to govern.

So on the fourth day after entering the Elgin Forest, Cyril and his party walked out of the forest and returned to Siliki.

And Amathir's journey has only just begun.

[Volume III, end. 】

　The third volume is over! ! !Testimonials at the end of the volume tomorrow!

　　The rewards of the Magic Plains are written at the beginning of the next volume!

　　
　
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