Captain Edlas seemed to ignore the existence of these people and walked at the front of the team. There were probably more than twenty elves surrounding them as they moved forward.
The trees are tall and dense, with lush branches and leaves, and the sunlight above the head is completely blocked. In this way, it seems to be difficult to determine the time and direction. Trinville wanted to ask Grein, but saw that he just followed Captain Edlas calmly, as if he was not worried at all about what he was about to face. He had no choice but to give up the idea.
However, his stomach began to growl unconvincingly.
As if hearing the complaints from Trinville's stomach, Captain Edlas stopped. He raised a hand, and the elves immediately stopped and looked at their leader.
Edras faced the travelers with a gentle tone, seemingly asking for their opinions, but there was no room for discussion. He said: "It's already very late. Let's end our trip here today."
Loida asked: "How long do we have to walk like this to reach your destination? Where are you taking us?" She was not worried about herself, but she kept thinking about little Yamina.
Edras said calmly: "There is still a long way to go, and you will know when the time comes. However, it is best to sleep here now." He looked at Glenn, "I thought you and I I thought the same thing.”
"That's right, Captain Edras." Grenn said happily, "To be honest, we are already exhausted and hungry."
Edras glanced at him, and then directed the elves to start setting up a place to camp for the night. However, these travelers who were still unfamiliar with the beautiful "Elven Mountain" did not see anything like a tent. Trinville really couldn't figure out where these elves would sleep at night.
"Is it possible that they want to build tents out of tree branches? Or even sleep in caves like leopards?"
But I didn't even see a cave. Then all that's left is sleeping on a rock. He didn't bother to think about it. Anyway, it’s not like he hasn’t slept at all!
However, Glenn was not as worried as him. He looked at the busy and orderly elves in front of him silently but with great interest.
Soon, several bonfires were lit. Glenn and the others actually had very little food left, and their backpacks were almost empty. They sat around the campfire, and the elves seemed to avoid them intentionally. Even Captain Edlas did not sit with them.
Food was delivered to everyone, but only a little. Trinville looked at the pitiful food in his hands with a sad expression, and secretly complained that these elves were really stingy guys.
Although he was already hungry, he still resisted the salivation aroused by the aroma and carefully examined the food in his hands. But after looking at it for a long time, I still didn’t recognize what it was. He thought about asking Glenn again.
He thought that Grein might be able to recognize what those weird foods that the weird elves gave them were. But it's a bit hard to say.
In Barbukele, if the host treats his guests to something to eat, it would not only be rude but also very stupid if the guests don't shout that it's delicious or ask the host what they're eating. So he worked hard and suppressed his curiosity.
He glanced at Glenn and realized that except for himself, the food in everyone's hands had disappeared without a trace. He was very surprised, and coupled with the alluring fragrance, he couldn't help it and took a bite.
Instantly, he fell in love with the unknown elf's delicacies. He regretted a little because he swallowed the food in one gulp and failed to savor the wonderful and unforgettable taste.
He didn't want to reach out to those domineering elves again to ask for even a small piece of food.
He thought angrily: "If you don't give it, don't give it. I won't ask for it. It's just that I'm not hungry anymore anyway."
Thinking of this, he was surprised to find that such a small piece of food made the giant's appetite instantly become much smaller.
He couldn't help but laugh. I feel that this is really an indescribable and wonderful thing.
Yamina sat next to him, raised her face and asked him: "Mr. Trinville, do you think it tastes good?"
"Yummy, honey."
"So you're satisfied?"
"Yeah. If these stingy guys can give big Vika a glass of wine, then I'll be really satisfied."
As if he heard his request, a large cup made of huge leaves was placed in his hands. The green liquid in the cup flows with red ripples under the reflection of the bonfire.
Trinville is too easy to satisfy. With the precedent of the wonderful food just now, he thought, this must be the bar where these elves drink.
With the same reverence as for that delicious food, he slowly took a sip, trying to taste it carefully, but he was disappointed.
That drink was undoubtedly delicious too. Unfortunately, it's not wine.
The worship of water that Trinville had when it suffered from water shortage had long since disappeared the moment it saw waterfalls and creeks. While he was drinking the elf's drink without any taste, secretly swallowing his saliva, he confided to Glenn how much he missed the blueberry daddy's wine.
Glenn listened silently. He understood what Trinville was thinking. How could he miss the wine?
He missed being in the pub, being loud and loving his friends.
I am also missing my far away hometown, Apodoli.
The bonfire lit up the faces of everyone sitting around. On this flat lawn, several smooth stones were neatly placed. And it seems that it was there a long time ago, and now it is perfectly suitable to be used as a wine table and bench.
Occasionally, sparse stars can be seen from the dense branches above the head, but the breeze does not make people feel cool. In the quiet and beautiful valley, even at night, they all felt that there was no place more suitable to rest and have a full meal than this place.
Trinville, Grayne, and Loida whispered. Loida also thought it was a wonderful night. Although she felt a little uneasy when she first entered this ancient and mysterious forest, she has long since disappeared.
She said: "I think they are all well-intentioned and won't do anything to us."
Trinville said: "Although their food is indeed delicious, I still can't completely trust them. Look at how arrogant they are. No one comes to sit with us. If they go to Paris There will be many people in Bukele King City who will teach them how to treat guests."
Althea covered her mouth and smiled after hearing this.
Luoyida also smiled and said: "Maybe they just have good intentions and don't want to disturb us."
The breeze in the valley brought a gentle singing sound, and they all turned their heads. It is the masters of those forests, singing lowly by the campfire. The song is low and graceful, accompanied by the sound of rustling leaves blown by the night breeze.
They all listened with rapt attention.
Neither Trinville nor Loida could understand what they were singing, but they felt extremely sad in their hearts, as if they understood the songs sung by those arrogant elves, which resonated in their hearts. The song was very long, and Althea and Loida had tears streaming down their faces.
Trinville's eyes almost got wet due to the singing. He was shocked. It would be too embarrassing if Glenn, Loida or little Yamina saw this. He turned his head away and let the breeze in the valley dry up the tears that welled up in his eyes.
Only Althea has been as calm as before from the moment she saw the elf. Even Glenn couldn't tell what was going on in her mind.
Little Yamina asked in a low voice: "Mr. Glenn, what are they singing?"
He held her little hand and whispered: "I can't fully understand it, Miss Yamina. They use an ancient elven language. This song has been circulated among the elven people a long time ago, and the general idea is that they I miss the glory of my ancestors in the past. At that time, their country was strong, the people were happy and peaceful, and their lives were full of hope. Now there is nowhere to pursue all this, so the songs are full of nostalgia and sadness."
Several people listened silently, and no one asked any more questions.
The singing stopped, and Captain Edras led several elves over. He said: "Everyone, please forgive us for not accompanying us. In your country, this may be seen as rude and arrogant by you. However, we elves just want to keep a little distance from outsiders, so I guess you won't care about it." . Now, I want to ask everyone to have a rest. I will try to make the arrangements as comfortable as possible to make up for the little indifference just now." After saying that, he turned and walked away, followed by several elegant white elves.
When she heard that it was time to sleep, Yamina opened her small mouth and yawned. She buried her head in Trinville's arms. She fell asleep so beautifully all the way. Trinville was also preparing to sleep on the floor.
Originally, there were no beds here, so I probably had to sleep on the floor. Besides, the current environment is countless times better than the desert wasteland. Trinville has never been very picky about beds.
However, Glenn stopped him. He said: "Old friend Trinville, wait a minute. Maybe you will have a better place to sleep."
Captain Edlas came over again: "I hope you like the arrangements I have made for you. Please, Mr. Trinville."
Trinville looked around, but he couldn't see where he could find a more comfortable place except for a few smooth and clean large bluestones on the grass in front of him.
He looked at the elf captain, raised his chin and asked, "Where is it?".
Captain Edlas gave a rare relaxed smile: "Don't forget, what we elves are best at is actually in the trees."
Except for Glenn and Althea, everyone else looked up at the leafy trees around them in confusion.
The branches and leaves were shaking. Except for Captain Edlas, the other elves were already on the tree without their knowledge.
Then, several green branches hung down, and Trinville couldn't help but climbed up first. Of course, he didn't forget to carry Yamina in his arms. Her small weight, to the giant Trinville, is like climbing out of the wine cellar leisurely and contentedly with a few bottles of wine stolen from Blueberry Daddy's wine cellar. Effortless.
When Trinville's figure disappeared among the branches and leaves, there was a burst of cheers. That was the sound of Trinville and Yamina laughing and playing.
They looked at each other and smiled, which also aroused great curiosity. What kind of place would it be that would make both Trinville and Yamina shout with excitement?
Althea and Loida were pulled up into the canopy of the nearby tree by the elf with branches. When Grayn could no longer see their figures, he grabbed the branch in front of him with both hands and climbed up easily.
The tree crown, which was already huge, looked even more spacious and huge from inside. The densely packed branches and leaves, seemingly natural or sewn, are woven into a green wall. In the tiny gaps, the cool and clear wind in the mountain forest is absent. There were a few lamps burning on the walls, but no firelight could be seen.
What's even better is that the floor beneath our feet is as smooth as the floor found in the best inns in Barb Clay City. It is covered with soft and smooth leaves and green grass, and is as fragrant and comfortable as a pawn shop. of carpet.
Now, the venerable Mr. Trinville, stretched out on it in the most comfortable and comfortable position.
He saw that Glenn's eyes were also full of surprise, and he smiled proudly. "I say, that's not a bad thing. Isn't it, old friend Glenn?"
"That's right." Glenn also smiled, "Although I was somewhat prepared in advance, I was still shocked when I saw it."
"Yes," Trinville said, "How did these elves do it? Or is there such a wonderful place here in the first place?"
Glenn smiled and said, "I see these leaves and grass are all new."
He carefully looked at the walls made of branches and leaves, and then discovered that the lights shining on the small tree house for them to rest turned out to be a few bright crystals in the dark night.
He pointed it out to Trinville. Trinville shook his head and kept praising him. He said: "I can't think about it anymore. Who knows what more unexpected things are waiting for us behind."
That night, Grayne and Trinville slept soundly. For the first time since the day they escaped from the king's prison, they didn't have to keep a vigil without fear of attack. No matter whether it was pursuing soldiers with swords or ferocious beasts, they could not wake up from their sweet dreams.
A few birdsong in the early morning and the sunlight filtering through the gaps told them that a new day had arrived in the Elf Valley.
Glenn opened his eyes. Yamina was already awake and was rubbing Trinville's face with her small hands: "Mr. Trinville, wake up quickly."
Trinville's huge body did not move. He closed his eyes and muttered: "Please let me sleep a little longer, Miss Yamina. Just a little while. I am having a dream." , don’t let me wake up.”
"But Mr. Glenn has already gotten up. I also heard the sound of many people under the tree where we were sleeping. They all got up."
"Ah. Okay, I'll have another drink. Really, I'll have one last drink and then get up."
The little girl smiled and scratched Trinville's face harder: "No, you will get drunk. Get up quickly."
Trinville laughed, sitting up suddenly and holding her in his arms.
Captain Edras and the elves seemed to have prepared breakfast, and Althea and Loida were already waiting for them. Loida went up to pick up Yamina. She smiled and asked, "Mr. Trinville, I hope Miss Yamina did not disturb your sweet dream. Did she bring you any trouble?"
Yamina smiled and said, "I wonder if interrupting Mr. Trinville's drinking pleasure is considered a big trouble?"
Trinville laughed loudly, and he pricked the little girl's tender face with his short beard, making her giggle non-stop.
Captain Edlas came over: "I hope you are still satisfied with the arrangements last night."
Glenn said: "There is nothing better than this. I dare say that after staying in a tree house like this once, I don't know if I will no longer be picky about the beds in the best hotels in the most prosperous cities. . It’s quiet and comfortable. I really like it.”
Edras smiled and said: "I'm glad you said that. However, maybe some people are not satisfied." As he spoke, his eyes moved to Trinville.
"No, Captain Edras. I'm very satisfied too. I've never been so satisfied. I've never drank so much in bed."
"Ah, that's great. For some reasons that are inconvenient to tell you, we were unable to provide Mr. Trinville with more satisfactory hospitality. Please forgive me. Originally, I would have felt a little bit guilty for this. . But it seems unnecessary. Because it seems that our bed is already doing what we cannot do, the most wonderful service, so that Mr. Trinville seems to be drinking happily."
Trinville began to regret it. He thought: "Does drinking alcohol in a dream mean that they will have more reasons not to provide that delicious drink that makes me yearn for it in the future?"
After the banter, food was given to everyone. I don’t know what it is made of, but it looks like bread but is extremely soft and delicious. The big green cup is filled with crystal clear drink. It tastes sweet and delicious, and it is refreshing.
But the poor giant Trinville drank sadly.
Captain Edlas saw his expression and said: "This is the sap of the dragon blood tree in the mountain forest. It is extremely precious. It must be better than wine and can strengthen the body. Mr. Trinville, you can do more Have a drink."
Trinville made a face that became more and more disgusting. After a day of traveling together, he no longer had any grudge against the elves. He could tell that although they were not enthusiastic, they were also generous. He sort of liked them again as he had when he first met them.
After a simple but delicious breakfast, they got ready and set off.
Edlas looked up into the distance. No matter the mountains or valleys, there were lush forests, and he couldn't see anything except green.
"If your female companion can be as strong as you, we can arrive at King Adrian's palace before tomorrow night." He glanced at Glenn and walked to the front of the team.
Glenn told his companions in a low voice what the elf captain had just said. Trinville frowned: "That means we have to walk for two more days. I thought we no longer have to travel day and night like before. Woolen cloth."
Glenn lowered his head and packed his luggage and said, "When we get here, the elves are the masters. In their words, we are all intruders, and it's best to follow their arrangements. I don't see any ill intentions on their part towards us." . Even if there is, there is nothing we can do. Just follow them."
Trinville nodded in agreement: "I think Captain Edlas is a noble leader, and I like these elves very much."
It was quiet along the way, and even the quiet birdsong was rarely heard. There was only the sound of the wind rustling the leaves above, and the sound of footsteps echoing in the empty valley.
Glenn is weird. Could it be that in this holy land where elves have occupied and lived and multiplied for thousands of years, there were only the dozens of elves he saw?
Doubts were quickly dispelled. Sometimes they would hear several clear and high-pitched calls, and then the elves in the team would respond with the same tone. Edras took the initiative to explain: "This is our sentinel, informing us that the road ahead is smooth."
Trinville asked in a low voice: "Since this is the territory of the elves, they still have to arrange so many sentries. Are they afraid of something or what are they guarding against?"
Glenn shook his head and said thoughtfully: "I don't know either. However, I feel the same as you. However, it is definitely not to guard against us."
This time, every time they went to a campsite, there would be elves who had prepared everything in advance. Each time a small group appeared, sometimes only a few, not as numerous as the elves who were with them. When they talked to Captain Edras, they did not use common language, but obviously an older elven language, and Grayne could only understand a few words. For example, "in front", "ready", "palace", "King Adrian".
He whispered to Trinville and several ladies the words which he could understand, but which they did not understand. As of now, all we can do is take things as they come.
As long as he was on the road, Captain Edlas spoke very little. The other elves didn't even say a word to them. Even the few of them talked a lot less. The smart and well-behaved Miss Yamina mostly just flashed her big eyes and looked at the elves with a smile, and no longer laughed.
When the third night was coming, they finally saw a bright light suddenly coming out of the darkness.
