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'Night Elf? '

When Sharlayan was young, his single father, Julian, often read to him old stories collected in the library of the Deep Shadow family.

It was around the age of 8 that Sharlayan first heard of the night elves, a race that lived on the other side of the sea.

In books written by the high elves, the night elves are described as a stubborn and inflexible race of traitors.

Taking advantage of the crisis of the invasion of the Burning Legion, they took the opportunity to overthrow the ancestors of the high elves—the high elves' rule over the ancient night empire, and occupied a dominant position in the elves after the War of the Ancients.

About 7,000 years ago, the ancestors of the high elves could no longer bear the endless hostility and oppression of the night elves against arcane arts and mages, so Dath'Remar Sunstrider, the founder of Quel'Thalas, led his tribe to the east. s story.

After learning the origin of the blue-haired elf in front of him from the barrage, Salayan took a closer look at his appearance.

From the perspective of appearance, there is a certain gap between the average appearance of night elves and handsome high elves.

His skin was dark purple, similar to the blue-blue skin of the forest troll, and Sharlayan instinctively disliked this weird hue.

Sarlayan was 1.83 meters tall, which was considered tall among the high elves with an average height of around 175.

But standing in front of this night elf who was nearly 2 meters tall, Sharlayan could only speak with his head half raised, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Staring vigilantly at the smiling night elf, Sharlayan stretched out his hand to the hilt of the great sword, assuming that he might launch an attack at any time.

"Night elves, it has been thousands of years since you and the high elves parted ways. Why did you travel across the ocean to Eversong Forest? What are your plans?"

The blue-haired night elf smiled and shook his head: "Don't get me wrong, I have no malice towards Quel'Thalas."

"Let me introduce myself first, my name is Ailette Moon Soul, and I should be regarded as a distant relative of the same clan as you."

The man who called himself Elette Moon Soul kept looking at Sharlayan with profound eyes, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"I was entrusted by someone to come to Quel'Thalas to find a long-lost friend."

"Unfortunately, they seem to have left with a group of little guys who are still babbling before I arrived at Eversong Forest."

"Visiting friends?"

Sharlayan had some doubts about Ellette's words: "You are a night elf, how could you make friends with high elves?"

"Who are your friends and where do they live?"

Ailette said perfunctorily with a haha: "Didn't I say, they have already left."

"I also plan to leave Quel'Thalas in the near future. I won't pose any threat to Quel'Thalas. Don't you need to get to the bottom of it?"

The short clarinet twirled nimbly in the palm of his hand. Ailette looked at Sarlayan, who still had doubts in his eyes, and thought with great interest in his heart: "Being able to respond to the musical call of the dragon flute, apart from the dragons themselves, There are only people with the blood of the dragon. '

Although Ailette's remarks sounded full of loopholes, due to the unequal information, Sarlayan and the barrage didn't know how to expose him.

"Let's put my business aside for now."

Ailette coughed lightly and cleared his throat: "Son, what are the names of your parents? Do you know their true identities and your own background?"

Life experience, this seemingly ordinary word has a huge attraction to Sharlayan.

Suspicions were temporarily thrown aside, and Sharlayan hurriedly asked a little emotionally: "Do you know my life experience? Have you seen anything from me?"

Ailette smiled and nodded: "Let's just say that, so I want to confirm your parents' identities."

Sharlayan hesitated for a moment: "My father is a descendant of a large family in Quel'Thalas. As for my mother... I have never seen her since I can remember."

"A lot of people say that my mother is a human being, and I guess that's probably the case."

"Humanity?"

Ailette waved her hands in amusement: "No, no, no, your mother is definitely not human."

"Ah?" Sharlayan scratched his head in confusion: "...Could it be a troll? A dwarf? A dwarf?"

"No, the features don't match at all."

The troll mother that the barrage joked about can be ruled out first.

The biggest characteristic of trolls is not their strong vitality, but their striking fangs protruding from the corners of their mouths.

If Sharlayan had troll blood in his body, his teeth would definitely be very different from those of normal high elves. Even if they were not as long as pure blood trolls, at least some clues could be seen.

But that's clearly not the case.

In the same way, if Sharlayan's mother was a dwarf or a dwarf, it is absolutely impossible for him to grow to be more than 1.8 meters tall.

Ailette smiled noncommittally: "Don't guess, your matriarchal blood has not been officially awakened, do you need me to help you?"

"you?"

Sharlayan remained wary of the unknown stranger.

Elette saw Sharlayan's repulsion, raised his hands and took two steps back.

"It seems that you are still very wary, let me change the way."

Spreading out the gray-white bone flute about the length of the forearm in the palm of his hand, rich arcane energy began to gather towards Ellette.

'This is…'

Sharlayan looked at the bone flute gradually glowing blue with some suspicion, and became more and more suspicious of Elette's identity.

‘Didn’t it mean that the night elves are extremely repulsed by arcane arts? There must be something wrong with this person. '

The barrage is also talking about the possible identity of Ellette Moon Soul.

"Syndra? Or other descendants of the Highborne branch?"

"Insufficient information makes it impossible to draw accurate conclusions for the time being."

"But one thing is for sure, this Ellette Moon Soul is definitely not an orthodox night elf living on the world tree of Nordrassil~www.novelmt.com~ After the bone flute is completely transformed into a sapphire-like material, Ellette uses The magic lifted it up and controlled the bone flute to slowly fall in front of Sharlayan.

"I have strengthened this magic instrument with special magic power, it can slowly and orderly liberate the mother's blood hidden deep in your body."

"With the gradual liberation of the blood, the problems that have been troubling you will be easily solved."

When Sharlayan took the blue bone flute, his brows twitched, and he asked inexplicably, "The problem that bothers me? What do you mean?"

Ailette pointed at Sarean's forehead with a half-smile: "There is no need to hide it. From the beginning of physical development, have your emotions become easily affected, and you often feel inexplicably irritable?"

Sarlayan's eyes changed slightly, and he had a little more trust in Ailette's words.

"You don't have to answer me. Only you know the truth."

After sending out the bone flute, Elette turned around and waved goodbye to Salayan.

"Compatriots, let's say goodbye here. I believe we will have the opportunity to meet again in the future."

"At that time, you should have realized your life experience, and we will have more common topics."

In front of Sharlayan, Ellette's body turned into a large number of blue butterflies and disappeared in all directions.

"This is...an illusion."

Sharlayan looked at the real blue piccolo in his hand with a changing expression.

"When did that guy's body leave?"

Shaking his head to temporarily throw aside his messy thoughts, Sharlayan gradually calmed down his fluctuating emotions.

"Elette Moon Soul... Let me see what is the mystery of this bone flute."