Giant insect world raises flying chickens

Chapter 289 High Elf
Huck went on.

The white horse under him was sold in the next village to a caravan man who was doing business. The caravan man was a young man.

From the eyes of the other party, Huck saw the hope and ambition for the future.

It was not a free gift. The other party gave Huck the necklace he picked up outside the village when he was a child.

Huck looked at the necklace in his hand. This green necklace had an obvious elf style, similar to that of the forest elves.

It may be because the creator is still a child, this kind of thing has no obvious magical breath, and it has not been noticed by passing mercenaries and mages.

Even the elves themselves didn't care about this thing.

"The green stone necklace has a faint magical aura. If it is in Dalaran, it should be exchanged for a sheep."

Huck smiled, and after entering the forest area, he threw the necklace he was holding into the forest.

Give it to the next loved one.

The main reason is that the white horse is not suitable for the road ahead. The dawdling white horse is just an ordinary white horse. Unless Huck bestows on it, this white horse needs human taming skills to be obedient and become an only one. used horse.

Huck is also unwilling to eat this kind of animal that has helped him, so he finds a good home for it.

One more day's walk will take you to the city of elves and humans, Aerie.

Huck doesn't know who Alley's castellan is, but her queen Catherine is in that city.

The purpose this time is the elves' royal court. Huck doesn't pass by Alley, but passes directly outside Alley, and arrives at the city of Maple Leaf, the city of elves.

It was the city that was previously captured by demons and elves, and then Princess Jenova went back to rescue with the power of the singer.

Near the evening, Huck entered a forest. The forest here was covered by many messy trees and shrubs. There was only one path in the forest trampled by countless people to walk normally.

There are usually no roads in the forest, and even if there are, if people don't pass by often, they will be reoccupied by the surrounding plants.

"what……"

"Ah..."

"Strength!"

Huck, who was walking, heard the sound.

Huck smiled helplessly. Although he didn't want to disturb the other party, the other party should be doing that kind of thing on the road.

He continued to walk for more than 20 meters, and saw two mercenaries sitting around the fire, and three men and women doing business two meters away.

A total of five people, four men and one woman.

"It's such a small world." Huck walked over.

Five mercenaries who had met once appeared here.

The sound of Huck's footsteps was a very normal sound. The elf who was waiting for the soup pot to heat up quickly looked in that direction, and when he saw Huck coming, he stood up in shock.

"Don't be afraid, I'm going to the city of elves, so passing by here, can you share some broth with me?"

Huck took the initiative to say hello, not paying attention to the three men and women who were motionless in the distance.

The elf archer quickly said: "Yes! It's an honor to have dinner with you!"

Huck went and sat down round the fire, in a long trunk where the spare weapons were kept.

"It's okay, don't worry about me, you can continue to enjoy it. I have also been a mercenary before, and I know that during the long and boring journey, I really need some fun. There are only some wild boars and magic wolves nearby. With me here, they won't come near."

Like someone who has experienced it, Huck took the initiative to comfort the three men and women who were entertaining.

The other three of course had no intention of continuing, and quickly put on their clothes and walked over cautiously.

The female swordsman Binglan has already packed up her body. Whether it is a male mercenary or a female mercenary, they all have the ability to lift their pants and run away at any time.

Even if it wasn't there at the beginning, it will be there later.

Even if some mercenaries would rather not do it, they would not take off their shoes.

Including in the dark alleys of some cities, the mercenaries just pulled down their pants and never really took off their clothes.

The man pulls down, the woman pulls up, and when running, he can run away quickly.

Sitting next to the fire is a magician and an archer. The three who just got to know each other are the orc swordsman, the female swordsman, and the male swordsman.

The mercenaries will not make the relationship between themselves and their partners too bad. It is normal for teammates who need to face life and death together to roll together.

Everyone needs to vent, and also needs to care about the relationship between each other. Keeping aloof is easy to be excluded.

For these people, that kind of thing is as normal as eating and drinking.

Especially in this kind of mercenary group with few women, unless the female mercenaries are stronger than the rest of them combined, in addition to normal tasks, they also have a special role.

This is also an unspoken rule in mercenaries.

To say that the magician can still keep clean, because the magician is indeed important.

But for a job like a swordsman, it's obviously better to be stronger.

If a beautiful and sexy woman is mixed in to share the money, then the rest of the members must be submissive.

The magician felt Huck's kindness, "Thank you for your reminder when we were in Mithril City. We went in and handed in the mission and then came out quickly. Because of your guidance, we didn't spend money in the city and came out early gone."

Huck said with a smile: "For mercenaries like you who don't have a deep foundation, it's better not to get close to it until you know the nobles there, or you have a certain strength."

"It's really good there, especially for the snakes there."

The magician said happily: "My name is Gail, and this is Jerry the archer, Nok the sword and shield, Ulisay the swordsman, and our beautiful female swordsman Binglan."

Huck smiled at several people, "Hello, just call me Potter."

Of course, the rest of the people wouldn't shout that directly.

The archer said to Huck: "I can feel the breath of the high elves from you, are you from Stormwind?"

Huck looked at the elf archer, who also had a woman's breath on him, and it was not shallow.

"I'm not a high elf, and I don't have the aura of a high elf. Although I do know a lot of elves, what you feel is only the pure energy of me as a moonlight-level powerhouse."

"The power of Moonlight is similar to the energy of some strong elves, but the aura of most human powerhouses is not as pure as mine."

Huck judged a person's past by relying on his breath, and when he heard what the elf archer said about his breath, he explained the difference to him.

Archer Jerry still didn't understand, "Then do you really know the high elves in Stormwind?"

High elves, there was no such title before.

After the establishment of Stormwind City, and the elves from all over the place began to lose their protection, the elves who lived a good life in Stormwind City and the elves in the royal court were gradually called high elves.

(End of this chapter)