Twenty Sided Dice

Everyone stopped, and the elf knights also dismounted. Then the horses ran away freely, some entered the woods to play, and some stopped on the grass and bowed their heads to eat. The elves took off their helmets, all with handsome faces, as if the word "beautiful" was specially created for their race. The drivers of the caravan were ashamed, silently took out the dry food, opened the water bag, and gathered by themselves, like an isolated island.

"How can the guests be disappointed?" said a voice. Siegel followed the sound and saw a figure emerge from the smooth mirrored stone, and then an older elf man walked out of the shadow. He was dressed in a plain emerald robe, with no decoration other than the holy emblem of the Elf God hanging around his waist. The elf waved his hand gently, and a group of stars flew around the flame, and then turned into a table of food.

The other elves rubbed their chests and nodded to greet him, and Leah introduced to the humans: "This is Sulliph, Sulliph-Hermilion, the priest of the Temple of Starlight."

"Everyone, let's eat and then rest." He said, "It's really shabby here, after all, it's too far from the hometown of Sun Moonlight Woodland. If you can get there one day, we can entertain you with the etiquette of real elves."

"It's already very rich!" Siegel was the first to jump up. He ran to the table, grabbed the bread and jam on the table, and greeted: "Lord Sir, Lord, look, there is real fruit wine here!"

"Who is this young man?" Leah asked softly, standing beside Bill.

"My new follower." Sir Bill waved his hand, then tilted his head and replied softly in the elf's ear: "He is an interesting little brat, and he is very savvy. He will become a good boy in the future."

"Is it the same as you?" Leah gave Bill a light glance.

"Much better than me." Sir was a little embarrassed after seeing the elf's expression, and decided to change the subject: "What are you doing on the cloak avenue?"

"Let me answer you this question." It was Priest Sullipher who spoke. He walked slowly and motioned for Leah and Bill to take a walk with him. The three of them walked slowly around the grassy hills, and the grazing horses consciously gave them space.

"Evil has been around the corner recently. I foresee a new force emerging here, but the scene is blurry." The priest said: "We came to this land and heard news of the trolls. The Dawn Knights cooperated with us and locked the The identities of these trolls, I guess the evil forces foreseen are them."

"What's the origin of these trolls?"

"It's not known where they came from, the only thing that is known is that one of them is a priest of the **** of murder, which makes these creatures especially dangerous."

Sir Bill gasped. The trolls he had seen on the battlefield were the enemy's mercenaries. This huge, terrifying creature, paired with the right weapons and armor, can often be a key force in determining the tide of battle. Trolls are highly resilient, recovering from sword cuts within minutes, and they can eat flesh to restore stamina, regenerate body, and even become stronger and tougher.

Most of these creatures are mentally retarded, and most of the time they can only rely on instinct to live. But they will submit to their stronger counterparts and become powerful warriors that are difficult to deal with. And if they are chosen to be priests, especially the priests of the **** of murder, the power of killing will make them even more powerful. Sir Bill could not imagine how such a terrifying fighting machine could be brought down.

"At present, there are signs that this troll is planning to gather his men. Evil forces are gathering, and their location and purpose are hidden under layers of fog."

"Is there anything I can do?"

"Oh, don't be impatient, brave warrior, the time is not yet." The priest refused with a smile, and then said solemnly: "I just hope that this news can be known to human beings, so that the townspeople can be prepared to take precautions. We can't Understand why the Dawn Church has not strengthened the defense of the village."

"That should belong to the lord's work." Sir explained: "The church is only responsible for the spiritual world."

"Ah, I probably understand." The priest said, "That's why the knight lord is in charge of building the castle."

'But these castles were never prepared for ordinary people. ' The ser wanted to say it, but he knew it would only make the elves look down on him even more. It's not that the elves are malicious, it's just that this long-lived creature has formed a more harmonious and continuous culture, and human civilization is only in its infancy, radical and full of chaos and contradictions. Humans have enough ability to learn from various civilized races and strive to change, but in the eyes of elves, they lack patience and have not mastered the essence, only superficial imitation.

"You know, Leah once told me about you and he described you as an honorable and cunning human being. I have a hard time imagining how these two qualities can come together in one soul, maybe only human beings It can be done." The priest continued: "Viscount Kira of the hub is not friendly to our elves. He forbids a team of more than 3 elves to appear in his territory. We can only express regret and respect for this. According to the gods Guidance, the troll is currently hiding in the Viscount's territory, secretly gathering strength. Someone needs to inform him that we just met you. I will write a letter explaining this matter in detail."

"I will be of your service," said the sergeant.

"Okay, don't pay attention to this old man now, I'm going to attend their banquet over there." After that, he left Bill and Leah behind and walked towards the stone table alone.

Siegel sat on the ground and ate and drank happily. He had never thought that he could eat such a sumptuous meal during the journey - maybe this is the advantage of going out on an adventure. The food prepared by the elves is very fresh, and the deliciousness cannot be described in words. Whether it is vegetables, fruits or desserts, it becomes the best enjoyment. Compared with the prudence of the coachmen surrounded by the delicate faces and elegant postures of the elves, the free and easy Siegel is more popular with the elves.

"Young man with black hair, tell your story," an elf said.

So Siegel told his story, especially his life at sea. I don't know why, those hard work and terrible ordeals have become exciting stories on this occasion, and those happy times and happy feelings are more condensed and sublimated. All in all, Siegel was full of happiness.

Priest Suliver came to his side and listened carefully to Siegel's story. The young man had no stage fright, he treated everyone as an audience, and sang the seaman's song. Coincidentally, one of the elven knights used to be a lookout on the elf ship. He heard this song and sang along with it.

Elf's voice is beautiful and tactful, while Siegel's voice is choppy. The two of them sang together in a different style. After the song was sung, everyone was applauding, and Siegel scratched his head embarrassedly at this time, but he was still very proud of himself for being in the limelight.

"Oh, child, your singing comes from the depths of your heart and has a resonance with your soul. You will be an amazing person," said the priest.

"Am I going to be a good knight?" Siegel asked.

"I can't answer this. After all, knights are just a path and a kind of life. You should know that strength comes from the soul, and it comes from the persistence of faith in the heart. As a star priest, we pay more attention to the goals and conditions of the elves themselves. , instead of intervening in the fate of human beings or other creatures in the world. But I feel the same joy and self-confidence as the elf from your singing, so I will say a few more words. Or I say too much, or this is actually all destiny."

"Uh... I didn't understand." Siegel said directly.

"I'll tell you a secret, interesting child." Sullipher said with a smile, "I don't really understand things like prophecy sometimes--gods have their own mysteries in their actions."

After the meeting, everyone ate for a while, and drowsiness came over, so they went to sleep one after another. On this blessed grass, there is peace and tranquility, the earth is warm and soft, the breeze caresses, and everyone soon falls asleep.

The next morning, Siegel woke up refreshed and found that all the elves were gone, and only the Leah elf who was familiar with Sir Bill was still there. She was standing between the jazz and the accountant, and the two men seemed to be about to quarrel.

"You are not keeping your word!" Sir said angrily, "Don't you have a sense of shame?"

"What do you think I've done illegally?" The accountant tried his best to appear righteous: "I'll give you the cost of the escort, relieve you of your responsibilities and obligations, and you are free to take other tasks, what's the point? not good?"

"Then why did you change the route and send the truck northward to the direction of 'Xinlin'? What benefit did the elves give you last night to make you do this?"

Leah looked embarrassed, she knew what happened: the night before, the elf knight discovered the rare soil in the bag, so the priest hoped to buy these goods. After some thought, the accountant suggested the need for a safe hiding place and the exorbitant price of five thousand gold coins. The elves agreed, and the wagons were headed to New Forest, where the elves' outpost town was.

In order to regain control of the caravan, McCate must drive out Sir Bill. So he thought of canceling the employment contract with the Jazz early, so that Bill had no reason to interfere with himself.

"This is something that happened after you left, and it has nothing to do with you." The accountant said, "Let's part ways."

"Mr. Gold Coin from your Chamber of Commerce will be mad."

"It doesn't matter about you and me." McCate finally said: "Mr. mercenary, do you have anything else to do? I'm going to take the caravan to the new forest of the elves, you won't stop us, right? ?"

Sir is angry, but he is not a robber. "Elf, alas!" he sighed deeply. According to the honor and code of conduct of a knight, in such a situation he can only find the owner of the goods or the administrator of the territory, and then arrest the person after obtaining permission.

The caravan soon turned around and headed north. They were all walking in the elves' territory along the way, and their safety should be guaranteed. Sir Bill, Leah the Elf, and Siegel were left, and they continued westward to the hub.

Sir Bill was thinking about things all the way, and everyone was not in a hurry, so he rode very slowly. Siegel was still required to exercise, almost doubling the amount. Leah looked at the young man with interest and carefully observed his training. After walking on the road for three days, the elves had already noticed the extraordinaryness of Siegel.

"Your flexibility and growth rate are the best I've ever seen among human beings, and only a few elven sword masters can match when they were young." Leah thought for a while, then said to Siegel, "Do you want to learn bending? Knife technology?"

Having said that, she jumped off the horse, took out the machete from her waist, used Siegel as a target, and performed the elf's machete skills. I saw that her figure combined the characteristics of hummingbirds, butterflies and cheetahs, moving with the wind and walking with the situation. Although he only had a machete, Siegel felt that he was surrounded by many blades, surrounded by swords, lights and swords, and he didn't dare to move a step.

Even though it was only a few breaths, Siegel felt very long. After the elf stood up, Siegel jumped up and said quickly, "I want to learn, I want to learn!"

"I actually want you to teach him." Sir Bill also said the same: "This little brat is not yet grown up and is not suitable for my two-handed swordsmanship style."

"Then we can't delay on the road. We can't practice the elf swordsmanship while walking. Let's go to the hub as soon as possible." Leah said, "I rest there for a few days and I will teach him the basics."

So Leah put Siegel on her horse and the two shared the ride, which greatly increased the speed of the group's journey. Leah did not forget to introduce the situation of this martial art on the way. She is a ranger who can move freely in jungles and grasslands, has a high affinity for animals, and has good bow and arrow and machete skills. These martial arts originate from the long-term exploration and improvement of the elves, which integrate their comprehensive understanding of natural power and magical power, and adapt to the agile but delicate physique of elves. Although Siegel's body is very flexible, he can't really use the power of this martial art as perfectly as an elf. Leah's biggest idea is to let young people get inspiration from this technique and integrate it into their own martial arts.

"You also need to learn the Elvish language." Leah said, "Many tricks and moves are inherited in the form of Elvish poetry, which cannot be expressed in human language."

"I can speak some Elvish, but it's not good~www.novelmt.com~" Siegel replied: "Mostly it's just everyday greetings and nautical terms. "

"Since you have the foundation, you will save your effort." Leah said, "Now I can teach you the basic structure of fairy poetry first."

So, even though I was on the road, my learning never stopped. During the camp every day, Leah would teach Elvish while asking Siegel to do some strange poses to stretch the young man's muscles. Each movement is a slow change, but each pose has to stretch a specific muscle to its limit. Siegel never thought it would be so difficult to twist on the ground. He was sweating profusely, and his whole body seemed to be creaking. Fortunately, his physique is indeed stronger than that of ordinary people. After a few days, he was only in severe pain and was not hurt.

After exercising every day, Leah would find fresh spring water, and then cast a blessing spell to turn it into an ointment-like viscous substance, smear it on Siegel’s muscles, and massage him. At this time, the young man will be red-faced and twist his body uneasy.

"I'd better do it myself, Master Leah." He had changed his name to Master with Sir Bill's approval, "I can apply the ointment myself."

"Relax, young man." The elf said softly: "This ointment will turn back into water once you touch it. It can effectively remove the fatigue accumulated in your muscles during training, so don't be nervous, it will affect the effect."

'Okay, don't think about it. ' Siegel hinted to himself, but was still laughing at the soft, numb and itchy feeling.

No matter how long the cloak avenue is, there will be an end. They finally saw the city wall of the hub castle after leaving Ximu Town for nearly a month.