Alien world

Chapter 1142 64. Trust is as fragile as a shell

"Can you see clearly?"

"Ok!"

At this distance, Annan could only see a human figure, but to the elf ranger, he could clearly see the mud spots on the trouser legs.

"Is there a water source nearby?" Annan asked immediately.

"Yes, but elves won't make themselves so dirty..."

It’s not that all elves are mysophobic, but they do love cleanliness.

Annan immediately became alert and did not act rashly. He just stared at the figure.

……

Vaughan walked along the quiet garden corridors, admiring paintings by painters of various races, including several names he knew.

As we went deeper, by the 3,800th year of the Elven calendar, there were not many human painters left.

At that time, the elves were the only dominant species and had more leisure time to study the intangible things like art.

His footsteps stopped at a place 5,400 years ago, when the first human painting was created: a painting of an uneven golden wheat field made by grinding colored minerals into powder as pigments. It may seem ordinary from today's perspective, but it is considered the first cry of human art.

Well...human art is hard-earned, so let’s just bomb the part about ten thousand years ago.

As he was thinking this, his attention was focused on a night elf who appeared in his peripheral vision.

Not all night elves are dark nights. After observing that the night elves were walking and stopping among the paintings like himself, Vaughn withdrew his observation.

But when a second night elf appeared and walked quickly towards them, Vaughn realized that something was wrong.

It's not a coincidence...but how did they find it!?

Vaughn didn't understand why the elf suddenly became smart... or did something happen? He turned around and tried to escape, but he stumbled as soon as he took a step.

The air seemed to become sticky, pulling at his soul from all directions.

Weak aura!? When...

Countless vines broke out of the ground and entangled Vaughn's lower limbs.

caught!
Fiona was excited.

It took the entire Shadow team a long time to catch the attacker, but it only took them one night!
Then, she saw "Kael'thas" suddenly rush over, grab the murderer by the collar and loudly ask: "Where is Irelanze!"

The attacker, who had not yet recovered from the shock of “Oh my God, how did these elves get to my face so quickly”, was stunned.

"Wha...what?"

"I say, where is Irelanzer!"

"I don't know any Irelanzer."

"The elven wizard who used Transfiguration to approach you!"

"You mean her..." Vaughn suddenly realized, "Who is she to you? Lover, relative? Why should I tell you——"

"Cough—spit!"

Annan spat on Vaughn's face, and the lifelike elf face suddenly froze.

"you you……"

"Kael'thas, we will interrogate him." Fiona signaled Annan to calm down.

Vaughn sneered: "I won't tell you anything."

As Fiona pleaded, Annan let go of Vaughn and exhaled, "It's fine if he reveals it. If not... can you give me his soul?"

"What do you want to do?" asked the elven wizard.

"I have an undead friend who is good at torturing souls. If this is it, I want to cut this guy's soul into 1024 pieces, and each piece of the soul can experience death once."

Vaughn held his breath, while Fiona said relievedly, "I can't make the decision, but you can talk to Elder Seran."

"Got it." Annan stared at Vaughn: "The road from here to the dark night is your last chance."

The elven wizard searched Vaughn's body and found the magic ring hidden in his pocket. But there was nothing inside except a bunch of magic scrolls and stone tablets, and no proof of identity.

It looked like the attackers' belongings were in the hiding place.

Annan looked around, confirmed that there were no accomplices hiding nearby, and led his men into the dark night.

Fiona was still scouting ahead, the wizard was escorting, and Annan and the elf captain were escorting the attackers. "Where is this place?" Annan asked as he saw the surroundings becoming increasingly remote.

"shortcut."

“Do many people know about this?”

"Everyone in the dark night knows..."

"Let's take another route." Annan said decisively.

"This is Evanas..." Fiona wanted to say that there was no need to be so vigilant, but she still chose to listen to Annan.

……

"Ryder, you've been acting a little weird these days..."

In the dark night tree house, the female elf ranger asked her companion with concern.

"I'm sorry, Leona, I really want to catch the murderer..."

"Redel" came back to his senses and smiled apologetically.

Seeing the familiar smile, Leona felt relieved. She said shyly, "In two years it will be our coming-of-age ceremony, and then we can get married..."

"Riddle" smiled and looked at Leona tenderly: "Okay, I look forward to that day."

"I……"

Leona was about to speak when she suddenly stood there in a daze, as if she were conscious.

A bard with a lute and a felt hat on his body walked out of the door.

"How could you have the heart to deceive a woman who longs to be with her partner like this?"

"Redel's" eyes suddenly shrank into pinholes, and regardless of the danger of being exposed, he cut the handle of the scepter in his hand.

"Don't be nervous, lost child, I just came to remind you that your 'butler' has been caught..."

"Vaughn? What happened to him?"

"Your new friend, Annan Reeves, has caught him."

"He's not..."

Prince Aidan stopped talking. With that guy's charm and ability, it couldn't be easier to figure it out...

In comparison, he cared more about who the bard in front of him was.

"who are you?"

"I'm just a passing bard."

"Why help me."

"Helping you? Not really. I'm just reminding you along the way."

Prince Aidan refused to give up: "Then why did you remind me?"

The bard stood sideways as if in a tavern, and whispered in an aria tone: "I am very interested in your ideal country. A pure land without order... Isn't that chaos?"

"Don't compare me to the bugs of the abyss." Prince Aidan said with disgust: "You are addicted to the joy of chaos, and I just want to break the shackles of order."

The bard smiled indifferently: "One day, you will realize that the freedom you pursue is no different from chaos... At that time, I will appear in front of you again..."

Amid the soothing sound of the piano, the bard gradually disappeared.

"Um..."

Leona slowly woke up and let out a soft moan.

Prince Aidan put away the handle of the scepter and suppressed his inner anxiety.

It's just a mysterious minion of chaos...

What's more important right now is to find a way to rescue Vaughn who was captured, and to prepare for him to reveal himself...

Annan's figure appeared in his mind, and it seemed that he was about to lose a friend.

So trust, it is as fragile as a shell...

(End of this chapter)