Whoosh!

A sound broke through the air behind him. This time, his senses were fully activated. Sherlock, who had been paying attention, naturally would not be shot so easily again. He used the thorn of shadow to forcefully change the direction of his running and successfully avoided the arrow.

Whoosh!

Tree Escape Technique!

Sherlock, who instantly appeared a hundred feet away, dodged another arrow.

After two arrows, the distance between Sherlock and the archer was not too far away. After all, the ranger's mobility in the wild was no worse than that of the druid.

However, at this distance, the space he can operate is much larger, and he does not need to use displacement skills every time.

The two of them chased each other and fled, soon leaving the rest behind.

After chasing like this for more than half an hour, after confirming that the space mage was finally following up, Sherlock decisively escaped into the shadow plane and escaped the pursuit of the archer.

Following the route in his memory, he ran in the shadow plane for a long time. When he returned to the main material plane, he was already near Bow Valley, which was considered a relatively safe area.

Then, after a round with his two natural companions, he returned to the Cormanso Forest with his people.

As soon as they returned to the forest, the man who had been waiting at the edge came up to him with his people: "Boss, you are finally back. Have you found the golden elf?"

Sherlock nodded and put Marissa down on his back: "Find someone to bring news to Yulos."

"I know." ** looked aside and asked curiously: "Boss, what's going on with these people."

"It's a long story."

Most of the people Sherlock rescued who had the ability to move left on their own, and the rest were poor people who had been tortured and lost themselves. They could not remember anything except obeying his orders. He could only stay together.

Brought it back.

"Boss, you caused such a big thing just by going to Sambia. Aren't you afraid that the Elf Council will cause trouble for you?" ** also heard the news. She was worried on her lips, but her eyes were full of envy. She probably regretted it in her heart.

He died and didn't go with him.

"I also want to save Marissa, and the Elf Council might be happy to see this happen." Sherlock said thoughtfully.

The group of people returned to the half-elf camp, and Yuros quickly arrived with his people.

After the scene of deep love between father and daughter, Euros showed his arrogant expression again: "Sherlock, I heard that you brought some outsiders into the Cormanso Forest."

"Yes, they are all poor people who were kidnapped like your daughter. They have no home. I took them back without authorization. Don't worry, I will find a way to resettle them immediately." Sherlock explained.

road.

"These lowly lives are worthy of being compared with my daughter." Yulos shouted with a red face: "You are the captain of the patrol, you will not forget the rules of Cormanso, right?"

The elves do not allow outsiders to enter the Cormanthor Forest. Bringing people in without permission is a serious crime, ranging from permanent expulsion to death.

However, in the past hundred years, this rule has existed in name only.

And it was the elves themselves who broke this rule.

Now that Yulos has come out to make trouble again, he is just deliberately looking for trouble.

"Since you found my daughter, I don't have to hold you accountable, but you must leave these people to me."

Sherlock didn't know Yulos' purpose at first, but after hearing the last sentence, he seemed to understand: "What do you want to do with it?"

"It's not your turn to take care of it now. Today you either hand them over to me, or you take them out of the Cormanzo Forest."

"Mr. Yuros, you seem to have the right to decide whether I will stay or go." Sherlock said with a chuckle, not wanting to be conciliatory anymore.

"I**, there is always the Elf Council. If you take people into the forest without permission, I will ask the Council to remove you from your position as patrol leader when I get back, and then expel you all from the Cormanthor Forest."

"Then let's wait until you bring the parliament's ruling. I won't send it to you."

"I hope you can still be so stubborn when I come next time."

"**Next time, Yuros!" An old voice suddenly sounded.

"Who is so..." Before Yulos could finish his words, he was hit by a magic spell, and then his whole body twitched and fell to the ground.

"Lord Silinxi! It's Lord Silinxi!"

"Lord Silinxi is still alive!"

"Lord Silinxi is back!"

...

Accompanied by bursts of shouts, a half-elf wearing a black robe slowly walked out.

"Si Linxi... Sir." Sherlock has seen Silin Xi in the form of a lolita, and the Si Linxi in front of him should have been rescued by the goddess of magic, and is still in the form of an elf lich.

As the most powerful being among the half-elves, Silinxi's magical talent is something that few even the elves can match, otherwise she would not be favored by the goddess of magic.

In order to gain more power, she also went astray and transformed into a lich.

It's just that in addition to Silinxi's astonishing magical talent, her willpower is also terrifyingly astonishing. Even the magic of the lich cannot kill her, and she always maintains a kind heart.

But precisely because of this, her body suffered irreversible damage and she endured inhuman pain almost all the time.

"Sherlock, His Majesty Eltagrim wants to see you." Silinxi walked up to Sherlock and said slowly.

"His Majesty Eltargrim wants to see me?" Sherlock said in shock.

Eltargrim is the crowned bearer of the elves today, the king of the elves. He is also the legendary figure who will later establish Mith Drannor, allowing the afterglow of the elves to shine again.

It is indeed quite strange for such a person to want to meet a small patrol leader like him.

"That's right, come with me." Silinxi glanced at Yuros who got up again: "As for the people here, nothing will happen to them, right!"

"Yes, yes, it will be okay!" Yuros said quickly. If he knew that Silinxi was still alive, he would never dare to be so arrogant to the half-elf.

Now that a boss-level figure like Silinxi had come out, Sherlock was naturally uneasy and followed him to the Elf King's capital at the core of the Cormanthor Forest.

Before Misdrano was built, the Elf King's capital was completely different from the secular human city. You could hardly see any unnatural buildings here. Even the palace of King Mian was built on an ancient tree.

Yes, it looks very simple.

Of course, if you know the origin of this ancient tree, you will realize what a luxurious race the elves actually are.

"You seem to know me?" Silinxi suddenly said.

"I have been listening to your stories since I was a child, Sir Silinci." Sherlock made up a reason casually.

"Really, little guy?" Silinxi obviously discovered more things, but she refused to ask further and instead talked about the current situation of the half-elf clan.

Silinxi was born as a half-elf, and she has been trying her best to ease the conflict between elves and half-elves.

But first of all, she, a magic genius, is really not good at this kind of thing;

Secondly, since she became an elf lich, she also needs to spend a lot of energy to suppress her evil thoughts, so she rarely appears in front of the world.

This time it was because of the Valley Bottom Agreement and the entrustment of the Elf Mian King that she ended her self-seal and came out.

I didn't expect to encounter such a thing as soon as I came out, so I naturally had to ask about the recent situation of the half-elves.

After listening to Sherlock's description, Silinxi couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that you are better than me. No wonder Eltagrim wants to see you."

"Your Majesty Eltargrim is looking for me, is there something important?" Sherlock asked.

"You'll know this when you see him. Go in."

Silinxi patted her gently, and Sherlock walked through the branches and leaves and came to a spacious room.

On the desk in the center of the room, a handsome golden elf is holding a book and reading it with relish.

Seeing someone coming in, he put down his book and asked, "Sherlock, have you read any human books?"

Unsurprisingly, this kind-looking Chinese man is Eltagrim, Crown King of Elf. Sherlock replied seriously: "I've seen a lot of him."

"Oh, that's really amazing." Eltagrim said, raising the book in his hand: "Then have you read this one?"

Only then did Sherlock realize that the book in Eltagrim's hand did not seem to be written in the elves' language, but more like the common language of later generations.

The later lingua franca was developed from the languages ​​of Cormyr and Sambia, and he could barely make out the characters on it.

"The history of the elf prince's love..." Sherlock had a hard time believing the result of his translation: "Your Majesty, I don't understand human language very well,

Maybe..., maybe..."

"No, you are already very good. This book is called "The Romance of the Elf Prince". It tells the story of my love affair with many noble ladies in the human world when I was young." Eltagrim described it without any shame.

The contents of the book.

"Well, I didn't expect that Your Majesty is proficient in human language."

"Interesting isn't it?"

"Yes, yes." If the boss said it's interesting, then it's interesting.

"Then I'll give this book to you. You can take a good look at it when you go back." Eltagrim threw the book over casually.

"I will study hard."

"What, you want to learn how to seduce a human lady?" Eltagrim suddenly laughed and teased.

"Pfft!" Sherlock almost couldn't hold it in, and he forced his face to tighten before he said seriously: "You can say that, but the way to get along with human beings is indeed worth learning**."

"Then..." Eltagrim's eyes looked over: "How do you think we should get along with humans?"
To be continued...