Chapter 2 Purple Elf

Style: Fantasy Author: Fierce KnightWords: 3094Update Time: 24/01/12 08:40:55
As the large castle gate slowly opened, Nalant rode out of the castle alone and quickly headed east.

Originally, traveling alone like this was not in line with noble standards, but unfortunately, Nalant's only guard team had been sent to Maiye Village.

But as luck would have it, the location where the elemental elves appeared this time was not far from Maiye Village, so there shouldn't be any major safety issues.

Following the radar map, Narant arrived near the red dot in more than ten minutes.

"There's still more than fifty meters to go."

The system's small radar map is amazing. As Narant approaches the target, the map will become larger and larger, allowing Narant to accurately know the elf's location.

After tying the horse to the side of the road, holding a torch in one hand and pulling out the sword from his waist with the other, Nalant walked directly down the dirt road.

After chopping away the thorn bushes blocking the road, the front suddenly became clear, and a small open space appeared.

At this time, there was a small pit half a meter in diameter in the center of the open space, and there was still steam coming out of the pit.

"found it!"

Nalant stepped forward quickly and saw a slightly reddish meteorite about the size of two fists lying in the small pit.

He took the long sword and tapped it lightly on the meteorite.

Kaka!

With a few crisp sounds, the meteorite shell shattered, revealing the little thing inside, which was the most precious and magical elemental elf in the world.

The elf's whole body exudes a faint purple light, and its round body only has a pair of small eyes and a small mouth.

"It's actually a purple elf!"

At this time, the elf was still sleeping, so Nalant retracted his sword and picked it up carefully.

Although the elf can glow, its body is not hot, but feels warm and soft.

Nalant quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured a little powder from the porcelain bottle on his finger, and then put it to the little guy's mouth.

This is a powder made from potion tulips, and is one of the favorite foods of the elemental elves.

When Nalant put his finger to the little guy's mouth, the little guy with his eyes closed subconsciously opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue to lick it.

"Sure enough, you are so greedy! You can smell delicious food even before you wake up!" Nalant couldn't help but feel happy.

Smash it with your little mouth. After tasting the taste of the magic potion powder, the little guy didn't hesitate. He opened his mouth as wide as possible to reveal his two small front teeth, and then bit Nalant's finger hard.

"hiss!"

Nalant took a breath and endured the pain as he watched the potion powder mixed with blood being swallowed up by the elf.

Buzz!

After the elf finished swallowing the blood, the next moment his body suddenly emitted a burst of intense purple light. The purple light rippled around like waves, and then the little guy slowly opened his eyes.

"Migu! Migu!"

The moment he opened his eyes, the little guy looked at Nalant with his big watery eyes. At the same time, there was an intimate mental wave in Nalant's heart. This mental wave was the spiritual contract between him and the elf. .

Although the little guy can't speak, it can convey its joy, anger, sorrow and joy to Nalant through mental fluctuations.

“I really can’t bear to sell it!”

Looking at the elf that was connected to his soul, Nalant was a little reluctant to exchange it for gold coins. But if there were no gold coins, how would he solve the crisis a week later?

"Burn her! Burn her!"

Just when Nalant was struggling, bursts of loud shouts suddenly came from outside the woods.

"What's going on? Why are there serfs making so much noise in the wild in the middle of the night?"

Nalant frowned slightly, immediately stuffed the purple elf into his arms, and returned towards the dirt road.

As soon as he returned to the dirt road, Narant saw a large number of people holding torches approaching more than a hundred meters away.

"Burn her to death! It is this Lady of Doom who brought the dark creature tonight! If she does not die, she will soon bring disaster to us!"

"Yes, burn her to death! Let the lord burn her to death!"

"She's actually the Daughter of Doom?"

Narant finally heard clearly what was going on from the shouting.

The 'Daughter of Misfortune' is an existence that everyone in this world, from kings and nobles to common serfs, avoids.

Because the Daughter of Doom will bring uncertainty and disaster to everyone around her.

Usually after a meteor shower hits the ground, three situations will occur.

The first type is that there is nothing in the meteor shower, just an ordinary meteorite.

The second type is that elemental elves are born in the meteor shower, and people make a fortune after picking them up.

The third type is fatal, that is, there are terrifying dark creatures hidden in the meteor shower.

And for some unknown reason, this 'Daughter of Doom' can be said to be a summoner of dark creatures. As long as they are within three miles, the falling meteors must contain dark creatures, and often the number of dark creatures will increase sharply, enough to threaten A territory.

One can imagine how the lords felt and what the commoners thought when the Daughter of Doom appeared around them.

Under such circumstances, there is an iron law in this world-the Lady of Doom must die!

Once the Lady of Doom appears, she must be immediately and immediately burned at the stake.

"Who!" At this moment, the crowd in front also spotted Nalant's figure, and the leader was Nalant's guard captain.

"It's me!" Nalant mounted his horse and replied in a deep voice.

"Lord! Why are you alone in the wild so late?" Hearing Nalant's voice, the guard captain Quik was startled and hurried forward immediately.

"I heard that two dark creatures appeared in Maiye Village, so I came to check. What's going on?"

"Sir, the 'Daughter of Doom' has appeared in Maiye Village. Maybe she is the cause of the dark creatures tonight!" Captain Quik replied respectfully.

"Take me to see it!"

"The lord has arrived!"

"I've met the lord!"

"I've met the lord!"

Quick held a torch and led Nalant towards the crowd. Following his announcement, all the serfs knelt down and respectfully sent greetings.

"Get up!" Nalant ordered the serfs.

"Sir, this girl is the 'Daughter of Misfortune' found in Maiye Village, and her name is Vivian."

Taking advantage of this gap, Captain Quick had already brought a girl whose hands and feet were bound to Nalant's horse.

This girl of misfortune only looks fifteen or sixteen years old.

She has a thin figure and a hungry face. She only wears a patched linen dress and doesn't even have any shoes.

A girl of this age was still a flower in the greenhouse in her previous life, and her beautiful life has just begun, but in this world, she will be sent to the stake in a short while.

"Quick, how did you determine that she is the Daughter of Doom?" Nalant looked at her carefully for a moment before asking.

After the Daughter of Doom awakens, there will usually be obvious changes in the body. However, a small part of the original owner's memory is lost when the soul travels. Nalant did not notice anything strange for a while.

"My lord, it's her eyes!" Quirk didn't think much and answered casually. After answering, he scolded the daughter of misfortune: "Raise your head and let me see your eyes!"

The thin body of the Lady of Misfortune trembled and she slowly raised her head.

Then, Nalant saw that there was a golden ring pattern around the girl's brown pupils.

In the previous life, at first glance, one would have thought it was a fashionable girl wearing contact lenses, but here, it became strong evidence of the girl's identity as the 'Daughter of Doom'.

"Sir, should we take her back to Maiye Village now for disposal? Otherwise, if it takes too long, it may bring bad luck to the territory!"

As a native of this world, neither the serf villagers nor Quick, the captain of the guard, had any mercy on the Daughter of Doom.

Because the Daughter of Doom is the source of disaster, and what Quaker said is to burn her on the stake and transport Doom back to hell.

"Ding, I found the lucky girl. The system illustrated book automatically included the lucky girl. Please check the details of the host yourself!"

But at this moment, a system prompt came from Nalant's mind.

Lucky girl?

Nalant was a little surprised and immediately opened the system to check.

'Dark creatures are bloodthirsty and powerful beings. Every time a dark creature appears, it will bring bloodshed and disaster! '

'However, the Creator is fair, there is a dark side and a light side, and the light side is the powerful lucky girl! '

'They possess various magical talents and are the key to restraining dark creatures! '

When Narant opened the system illustration, he was immediately surprised by the changes in the illustration.

The System Illustrated Book has turned into a simple and exquisite thick tome, and incredible news is revealed on the first page of the tome.

To further confirm the news, Narant continued to look at the next page.

'Lucky Girl: Vivian (semi-awakened)'

'Speciality: Archery'

'Special talents: precise perception, fatal blow! '

'She is a powerful archer. When she grows into a marksman, even the Frost Bone Dragon will tremble. '

'She is also an excellent general. In the primary awakening state, the archer soldiers she leads can master archery proficiently in one week, and the soldiers will permanently gain the 10% talent of accurate perception! '

(Note: In the primary awakening state, the upper limit of the number of people taught at each time is 10! The number of people can be increased after raising the level of awakening!)

This lucky girl is still in a semi-awakened state, her talents cannot be used, and her breath can be detected by dark creatures. Potions can be used to complete her primary awakening.

Primary awakening potion formula: one part of taro flower, one part of white bellflower, two parts of silver pickleweed...