"Galeb? Paladin Galeb?"

The young voice instantly pulled Galeb out of her memory, but the next second, Galeb's reaction was not a response, but a long sword that had been lifted over and hidden behind the stone bed, and the long sword that had not been unsheathed for many years also fell into his hand.

You know, except for the area within the Forgotten Valley, he has explored this cave in the mountain more than once, but he has never seen a creature that can speak. Even if it is included in the area of ​​the Forgotten Valley, only the most powerful rule-based comprehension among the twisted monsters.

When he thought of those twisted monsters, Galeb felt an unknown anger burning in his heart. However, out of caution, he did not take the initiative to attack, but instead shrank his body and restrained his breath.

"Huh? Where is the Paladin Gabriel?" The voice just now sounded again, but his tone was full of doubt.

"Hmph, there are no paladins here, Sawyer, you must have led the wrong way."

Another voice sounded, but there was a hint of sharpness in the same young voice. I guess it was a young man who had understood the rules of killing.

"Shut up!" The other three voices rang out at the same time, and one of the female voices continued: "How could Sawyer lead the wrong way?"

"That's it." This sounded very tender, but Galeb could feel a strong sense of death.

"Even if it's wrong, it must be that Paladin was wrong. Sawyer never made any mistakes."

The fifth voice chuckled, the voice was a little ethereal, and even stirred up Galeb's emotions. This made Galeb nervous. He hated these mind-playing guys the most.

"Maybe, where are you practicing? You see that the Sun Holy Emblem has dim, which means that the time in this world is at night. As a believer of Oriele, you don't need to stay in front of Oriele's altar to pray at this time. Maybe you have gone to other places to practice, right?"

The first voice explained, but at the end, the voice hesitated, obviously he thought it was unreliable for this speculation.

However, this explanation was like a wake-up call in Galeb's ears. Although he couldn't understand the language of these people, he could understand the sound of "Oriel". These people actually knew Orriel! Could it be...

Galeb suppressed the excitement in his heart and forced himself to calm down. These people are definitely not those who understand the rules among the twisted monsters, but they cannot be his fellow races, so they can only be elves from other races. However, among other elves, many of them have deep malicious intentions towards the snow elves, such as those dwarves who enslaved his tribe (Zhun Mo, deep elves).

"Or else, how about you shout?" asked the only female voice.

"The question is, do you understand the Snow Elf Word?"

"Well……"

"Forget it, I'll try it." The first voice sighed, and changed his tone and shouted: "Paladin Gabriel, Sawyah, the natural elves tribe, has something to ask for, please show up and see you!"

"Nature Elf? What are these guys doing?"

Behind the stone bed, Galeb frowned. Although he was not proficient in ancient elf language, he could still understand some simple words. After all, the Snow Elf language is also a language derived from the ancient elf language, but the word "Natural Elf" made him hesitate.

As a senior leader of the snow elves, Galeb naturally knows the weirdness among the natural elves, but these natural elves seem to have never been in contact with their snow elves, right?

"It seems that he is gone." The first voice changed back to a language that Galeb couldn't understand, "Or, let's look around? Oriele's altar is here, and Galeb must be nearby, huh? Wait..."

The sound suddenly stopped. After a while of silence, a deliberately heavier footstep walked towards the stone bed, which immediately made Galeb nervous. The sword that had been inserted back into the scabbard was also pulled out by him.

However, at this moment, a string of ancient elf words came from Galeb's head: "Geleb? Are you practicing here...?"

He was seen as he was, especially after he confirmed that the other party had no malice, Galeb was a little embarrassed, and his pale face was even dyed with a layer of blush: "Cough, that..."

However, before Galeb could think of an excuse, the natural elf spoke again: "Ah, it turns out that you are practicing. I'm really embarrassed to disturb you."

Galeb was slightly stunned when he heard this, but when he saw the other person's gaze landing on the sword around his waist, he understood. It was obvious that the other person had already understood his thoughts, but he just didn't want to point them out.

"Well, it's okay," Galeb shook his head with a tough stern change the subject: "You said you have something to ask for?"

"Yes," Sawyer nodded with a solemn expression, saying, "We would like to ask you to open the altar to the Forgotten Valley."

"Forgotten Valley? What are you going there? If you are treasure hunters, then I can tell you that there are only some twisted monsters there, and there are many rule-seekers that are not something you can compete with."

"The rule comprehension is the strong man who was more than half a step legend in our era. Of course, you are also considered a rule comprehension."

Serana explained that at that time the division of strength was still very vague, and there was no such rigorous cultivation system as it is now.

"You don't have to worry about strength issues, and we are not treasure hunters either," Sawyer smiled and shook his head, but his face became strange: "As for the twisted monster you mentioned..."

Speaking of this, Sawyer couldn't help but stop and hesitate. It seemed that the paladin Galeb didn't know that the twisted monsters in his mouth were the snow elves who had been enslaved by dwarves and turned into blind people, and the fellow tribes who Galeb had wanted to save day and night.

However, at this moment, Galeb was still chattering and explaining: "Don't underestimate these twisted monsters. Although they are short and do not have excellent forging skills, their strength is very strong..."

Looking at Galeb, who became more angry, Sawyer sighed softly. Don’t tell him such a cruel thing. A hundred years of loneliness is enough to torture him. If he knew that the monster he had hated for nearly a hundred years was actually his fellow tribe, he would collapse, right?
Chapter completed!