The druid with the eagle feather hood left, turned into a falcon and flew into the air, flying in a direction far away from the Holy Land Forest, and gradually disappeared from the sight of everyone.

I should give this cub to the druid, and he might take better care of this comatose little guy, at least better than us outsiders. Barrett took his eyes back from the air, and couldn't help but feel a little regret in his heart.

What motivated him to keep the young werewolf behind? Barrett didn't know it himself. It may be because of the fear in the eyes of the wolf cub before he was unconscious. If the man in the hood is really worth entrusting, the little guy would not choose to run towards him.

It may also be because the bear man 'Grove' said an unintentional remark when introducing himself before, "We lycanthropes have different degrees of 'beast intuition' talent, and this special intuition cannot be used. Words to describe, but it can keep us away from some imperceptible dangers."

The bearman said proudly at the time, "The lycanthrope will be particularly sensitive to this intuition in childhood, and it will inevitably become dull gradually when it becomes an adult. Unless, you have been in the wilderness, using Danger keeps honing that talent."

'Undetectable danger', Barrett recalled the darkness beneath the mysterious man's hood. There are not many adventurers who like to hide their faces in the shadows, especially the two professions of assassin and thief, but Druid...

"Okay, let's go on, the destination is at hand." The little mage clapped his hands, "Anyway, you have gained a lot from this journey." Kris pointed to the young boy in the arms of the barbarian. Wolf, "Not only did I get a wife... I mean a lover, but I also directly picked up a son of this age."

"Oh, envy?" Barrett kept fighting back casually.

"The former, yes, I admit that I do have a point in my heart." The little mage turned to look at the barbarian, and flew backwards without stopping, "I'm just a little strange, a young and promising young man like me, why is there no one Can I see it? As for the latter, not at all. To be honest, I don't like children, they are too loud and I can't stand it."

I don't like it either, but this little guy came to the door on his own, and I couldn't keep him out.

"I bet a thousand gold coins. If Master Kris publicly reveals that he wants to find his other half, I promise that noble girls who are interested in this will line up from the Holy Land of the Elf to the Spear of Vengeance Fortress, which is less than half a meter. I lose," said the merchant Ariel.

"Then you are sure to lose." The little mage grinned, "No matter how many nobles of the Holy Arathor Kingdom are, no matter how bloated they are, there are not so many. As for the nobles in other kingdoms and city-states, they should be equal to the number of this country.”

"If such a grand event really happened, I would be willing to lose these gold coins." The businessman said, "Even if it is only to the Sweet Sugar Cane Village, that is enough, it will be quite lively."

"Forget it, no matter how many you have, it doesn't make any sense." Chris looked into the distance, "because no matter how refined their appearance and elegant temperament are, they are not the ones you deeply love."

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Barrett and the others moved forward unhindered, and after about a meal, they reached the edge of the Holy Land Forest. Just when they wanted to enter the forest, an arrow shot from the forest stopped everyone from continuing.

The arrows were inserted obliquely on the ground less than one meter away from the crowd, and the penetration was very shallow. Obviously, the arrow shooters did not use too much force. The tail feathers of the arrow were half black and half white, and at the very end were engraved three elf characters that Barrett could not understand. If he guessed correctly, the three elf characters should be the names of the archers.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" A high voice followed the arrow into everyone's ears.

The voice was not far from everyone, it seemed to be near the border of the forest. But when Barrett looked into the jungle in the direction of the arrow and the sound, he saw nothing but leaves swaying gently in the breeze.

"I'm Mage Chris Bryan. I'm here on behalf of the Magic Association. I want to offer the association's gifts and respect to the great Elf Queen." The little mage took out the 'Kalezar emblem' and pointed it towards the great elf queen. The direction of the forest swayed, "This is my companion 'Barritt', the other two are the businessman Ariel and his bodyguard Red Crab, and the bear man 'Ge' who I met on the vast sea grassland. Rove'." He introduced everyone.

"I'm Ariel, a traveling merchant, and I have visited the Holy Land Forest many times before. The elegant elves are my most honorable guests, and I came here with the same purpose this time." The merchant took it out solemnly. His own elf token, which is an armband composed of metal vines, with a pair of small and sharp antlers on it.

As soon as Ariel's voice fell, several elven archers in gray-green leather armor walked out of the forest. They seemed to have passed through a thin film that was indistinguishable to the naked eye and appeared out of thin air at the border of the forest.

'Mysterious Lock Barrier', such a term suddenly appeared in Barrett's mind. He had encountered a similar large enchantment before when he was looking for a masterless magic tower with the gnome mage Theodore Shining Gold, the master of magic, and had a magical and eerie adventure inside. .

The word "Misuo" comes from the transliteration of the Elvish language, which itself represents a powerful enchantment with a wide coverage and excellent effect.

Because initially, among all intelligent races, only elves could use their superb magical attainments to weave such a barrier that was so powerful that it even possessed consciousness. It's just that after the magic net is torn, the elves can no longer create new mystery locks, and can only repair on the basis of the original enchantment.

Later, when human mages used this word, in order to make it easier for others to understand, they added the word "enchantment" after the word for annotation.

In fact, from another perspective ~lightnovelpub.net~ the magic net itself can also be seen as a powerful enchantment with unique functions woven by gods.

Six or seven elves emerged from the mysterious enchantment of the Holy Land of Elves. The elf at the head was tall and thin, with a pair of light gray eyes, and the indifference on his face that the elves are used to.

He first walked to the arrow on the ground, stretched out his hand, pulled it up, and put it back into the quiver behind him. Then he came to the crowd and carefully checked the emblem in the little mage's hand and the armband token in the merchant's hand.

After reading it, the gray-eyed elf nodded to the other kin behind him, and when he turned his head to face the crowd again, the indifferent expression on his face became much softer.

This is the role of prestige among these races and powers, Barrett thought to himself. The reputation of the businessman was accumulated bit by bit in the past, while the little mage directly borrowed it from the association.

"My name is Adran, and I am a member of the 'Guardian of the Ancient Tree'." The elf smiled and said to the crowd, "Although it is not the best time for guests to visit, we still welcome you to our holy place, Rose. Lorraine'."

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