Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 129 The Elven King Makes You Kneel, But the Black Dragon Lord Tells You to Stand Up!

"Is this the note you wrote?"

Serafur rubbed the cover of the unnamed notebook curiously. Its unremarkable appearance makes it easy to think that what is recorded in it is not important.

Inside the root cell.

The environment inside is no longer as bad as it was at the beginning. The dandelion-like plants that emit fluorescence are all over the roots, and the light is bright but not dazzling.

The wet ground has also been improved, and the soft roots cover every corner, and it is very comfortable to walk on even with bare feet.

There are even a few well-shaped tables and chairs placed in the corners, which is a world of difference compared to the harsh conditions of other cells!

The reason for all this is naturally that Italek's knowledge and knowledge attracted Serafur's interest.

And as these days.

Serafur can see Itarek's hard-working notes on it every day. Whether it is out of inner curiosity or exchange conditions, Serafur has high expectations for the content on it!

But when she turned the first page, Serafur realized belatedly that her expectations were still too small!
spell.

From the first page to the end of hundreds of pages, each page is densely filled with new spells that Serafur has never heard of—!
Zero-ring tricks: Illumination, Clear Stream, Flame, Breeze, Clean Up, Repair, Unlock...

One-ring spells: Arcane Missile, Wind Blade, Night Vision, Charged Arrow, Magic Hand, Tracer...

Second-level spells: Magic Explosion, Cutting Curse, Cloak of Wind, Text Recognition, Swamp Spell, Elementary Flame Enchanting...

Three-ring spells: Festering Touch, Freezing, Iron Bones, Charming Gaze, Detect Poison, Detect Magic, Mana Prison...

Seeing the dazzling array of spells, Serafur was dizzy, her hands trembling uncontrollably!
After a long time, Serafur finally calmed down the turbulent waves in her heart, and asked in a trembling voice.

"Where did you... all these come from?"

"Of course I created it myself."

Italek glanced at the other party strangely, and casually said words that shook Serafur's mind.

"When you have traveled a lot and seen more scenery, you will naturally have some thoughts in your mind, and it will become like this after sorting it out."

Serafur looked at Itarek adoringly, without any doubt about his desire to revitalize the elf civilization!
How could such an existence that was able to take out such a powerful weapon and was obviously going to give it to the elves be the enemy of the elves?

"Your vast wisdom is unparalleled in the world, and your tolerant mind is even rarer in my life!"

said decisively.

At this moment, Serafur made up her mind to save Italek. Such a wise man should never die in the cell in obscurity!
If one can successfully absorb the above knowledge, the magical strength of the entire elf civilization will rise several steps!
After leaving enough guards, Serafur hurried to the palace to meet the Elf King in three steps in two.

she believes.

With the appearance of this notebook, her father will definitely pardon the opponent's war prophecy and at the same time give him a suitable position in the center of power, so that Itarek can show his talents!
Serafur left, and the cell returned to silence.

Itarek stretched lazily. What he didn't tell Serafur was that the notebook that she regarded as a treasure was actually written for a small part of the "Black Dragon Code", but it was changed to Only the version suitable for sprites.

Compared with notes, "Black Dragon Code" is the crystallization of Italek's painstaking efforts!
Active a little muscles and bones.

Itarek moved his neck left and right, making two crisp sounds in succession, the laziness in his eyes was swept away, and replaced by cat-and-mouse banter.

"What are you? Sneaked into my territory alone, could it be possible that you also committed some unforgivable crime?"

The surroundings were so quiet that Italek's soliloquies seemed unnecessary.

However, a pair of amber dragon eyes silently lit up in the darkness.

A trace of dragon's prestige diffused from the subconscious immediately made the stalker in the shadow tremble, and the originally perfect invasion became full of loopholes!

Want to move, want to escape.

However, in front of those indifferent dragon eyes, Evelyn felt like a hare being targeted by a tiger.

The instinct of the body was screaming crazily, telling Evelyn that any slight movement of her at this moment might bring her disaster, leaving her dead without a place to bury her!

Swah——

The shelter of shadows vanishes.

Evelyn bit her lip tightly, not even noticing the bleeding.

He looked at the bard with a half-smile in disbelief, and kept fighting against the strong urge to kneel down from his body, but obviously the effect was minimal!

Seeing Evelyn's appearance, Italek couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Different from normal elves, Evelyn did not have milk-white skin like theirs, and showed a deep purple from the beginning to the end, which seemed to have a different kind of exotic beauty.

Especially with the body that is close to the skin, under the background of the leather jacket that is conducive to movement, the already hot body is set off more and more protruding, and the slender fleshy legs that are mostly exposed make Itarek can't help but feel more. I took a look.

He noticed the strange gaze of Italek.

Even though she had already knelt down in shame under the influence of Long Wei, trembling, Evelyn still screamed a little, trying to cover her face with her hands.

"A subspecies of elves? It seems that the subtle evolution effect of the Eternal Well is even better than I imagined."

Ignoring Evelyn's resistance, Itarek pointed her cheek at himself domineeringly, carefully observing the various features of the body.

Except skin color.

Evelyn is not sensitive to magic, but has a natural affinity for shadows. With a little training, she will be an excellent assassin!
The mystery of the shadows is also promising, just look at Evelyn's ability to freely enter and exit the heavily guarded prison forest.

If you count mages and rangers, including Evelyn, Italek has already discovered three career paths worth cultivating!

It is worth mentioning that.

The latter was born to be a great threat to the first two professions who were long-range crispy skins, but Italek just had a quick thought, and he roughly understood who sent Evelyn.

The luster of the spell disappeared in a flash, and the soul that could not lie proved Italek's thoughts, and the eyes were full of strange colors.

To spend his whole life as the white glove of the Elven King, and finally disappear in the sewer in obscurity?

Such an ending would be a great waste of Evelyn's blood, and itarek naturally couldn't let go of this opportunity!
"Tell me, why are you upset?"

Under the influence of charm.

The fear in Evelyn's heart shrunk little by little, and her terrified pupils gradually returned to calm, carefully looking at the pair of dragon pupils that were burning like a raging fire.

After a while, Evelyn said timidly.

"My bloodline is the bloodline of misfortune...the source of disgrace and disaster for the elves...Only by paying for my sins with my whole life can I be qualified to live in this world."

"You think your blood is sinful?"

Evelyn's eyes widened, and she vaguely heard the other party's sneer.

do not know why.

At this moment, even if I know that this bard has a huge problem, it is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface, and I can't even judge the most basic good, evil and purpose.

But when he felt that his words were full of disdain for the concept that other people had instilled in him since childhood, her blood was dirty and shameful.

A strong sense of peace suddenly surged into her heart, making Evelyn's eyes a little sour.

"A bloodline is a bloodline, there is no distinction between high and low, only the strength of the natural power it brings.

Elves are originally descended from trolls.

No matter how much you try to hide it, the truth will never fade. Is there a difference between noble and humble elves and trolls?
And in my opinion, there is no difference between you and your compatriots, the blood that you think is sinful also flows in their bodies, even compared to those weak white elves, you are a born queen of the night! "

It was like knocking these words into Evelyn's heart one by one.

Italek smiled.

It seems to have seen the future elf kingdom split, full of disputes with each other, but also the scene of continuous progress and development under pressure.

Gently stroking Evelyn's cheek, Itarek nuancedly felt the silent rhythm of the shadow lingering around Evelyn.

Some inspirations about improving invisibility were quietly born in my mind, which seemed to be a pleasant surprise!
Forehead against forehead.

Italek's voice was not loud, but it blasted into Evelyn's mind deafeningly, and shattered the chains wrapped around her with his own hands!
"The king is not arrogant because of blood, but the blood is proud of the king!
The mediocre person forges chains with guilt and sacrifice, which puts shackles on your thinking and prevents you from being free for a day.

Today I forgive your sins.

Queen of the night in the future, you should not continue to waste your talent, the shadow is your best teacher.

When you no longer disappoint your bloodline, your bloodline will certainly not fail you! "

Evelyn doesn't know how she got out of the cell.

The man's words seemed to have a depraved magic power, and all the education Evelyn had received since childhood was refuting his rebellious words and deeds, encouraging Evelyn to tell the truth to the Elf King!
"Nightingale? Nightingale!"

The Elf King frowned tightly, and his increasingly impatient voice finally woke up Evelyn who was just waking up from a dream.

"...Sorry, Your Majesty."

"Your dagger can only be wielded for the high elves, and only in this way can the sin of your birth be avenged.

If you slack off, your sins will never be cleansed! "

in the shadows.

In the past, when she heard such severe accusations, even if she knew that the other party could not see her, Evelyn would definitely kneel on the ground in fear for a long time.

But this time, Evelyn carried a calmness that surprised even herself.

Covered by the shadows, he stared straight into the eyes of the Elf King, and finally stopped for a moment on the gorgeous crown on his head.

An irrelevant thought suddenly appeared.

If such a valuable crown can be given to him, he should be happy too, right?
But verbally, Evelyn's reaction was not slow at all, as always, she was full of shame in her previous words.

"This is my fault, please punish!"

"It's not an example."

snorted coldly.

The Elf King looked at the notes Serafur handed in, and the many spells recorded on them made greed and fear flash in his eyes.

Even if he doesn't use the bard of unknown origin, and only relies on this notebook in his hand, the Elf King is very clear about how great the improvement of the demon squad in his hand will be!

And if the bard is allowed to let go, the elf king can't even imagine how amazing the elf civilization will be in magic, and he will definitely be famous in history!
The only question is, is his identity really reliable?
Squinted.

The Elf King turned his attention away from the notebook that he was reluctant to close, and asked calmly.

"How about it, have you found out what that guy's background is?"

It didn't take long, and Nightingale's loyal and efficient answer as always made the corner of the Elf King's mouth rise slightly.

"No problem, it's just a bard who has traveled long distances to many places, and the so-called war prophecy is mostly just a gimmick to attract Her Royal Highness."

"Hmph, I think so."

Greedy flames blazed, and the Elf King smiled confidently.

"Whether it's for power or wealth, since he has the qualifications, I won't be stingy!
But if one day, he can no longer come up with brand new spells, then he would be willing to squeeze out the last bit of value for the glorious future of the elves. "

Being able to create so many precious spells by himself, even if he retires in the future, how could the Elf King just watch him leave?

Spending the rest of his life in a cage that will never see the sun is the best destination for that bard!

And the complacent Elf King naturally didn't see the killing intent and disdain Evelyn looked at him.

Nimble fingers touched the handle of the knife lightly, but in order not to hinder his plan, Evelyn put it down slowly.

Although Italek's identity is still shrouded in deep fog.

But just the tip of the iceberg that was leaked made Evelyn extremely sure that the Elf King she had once loyal to was no different from a mantis in front of the other party!
He was dead, but it was only a matter of time.

Glancing at the Elf King indifferently, Evelyn was no longer interested in it.

The words in the cell are still echoing in her mind, as long as she closes her eyes, those hot dragon pupils seem to be still in front of her, within reach.

Looking at the bright full moon outside the palace.

In the future, she will single-handedly set off the darkest moment of the entire elf kingdom, end the golden age that countless elves in future generations will miss sincerely, and finally lead all night elves to be the first night queen to walk into the abyss!

Just like an ordinary girl, she fantasizes about her own tomorrow for the first time in confusion.

Would he like his purple skin?

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