On the other side of the forest.
"Mr. George, those strange alchemical products, airplanes and cars, are fast and can carry so many people. Aren't they really artifacts?"
"My sister, these are really not magical tools. I have a car at home..."
"Wow, let's just say he is the prince of a certain family, and he actually has a magical weapon in his family!"
"As I said, this thing is really common..."
"Wow, that world is full of artifacts!"
After a sleepless night, George faced the verbal bombardment of a large group of elves. For the first time, he felt that speaking was really difficult. After Lova lifted her guard against him, George volunteered to help the dislocated elves recover. As George continued to show his kindness, other elves gradually began to get familiar with George, and finally got out of hand.
These "carefully selected" escorts of Lova all have one thing in common, that is, like Lova, they are all young female elves with great skills. After walking with them and observing their incredible skills up close, George felt a little scared. After all, he was not a real vampire. He could not be injured and could rely on blood to quickly recover from his injuries. In the previous battles, he was able to survive in these situations. To survive under the arrows of the elves, the cover of night, the opponent's tactical mistakes and your own luck are all indispensable.
It's just that George didn't expect that although he could withstand the bows and arrows that pierced the Yangtze River with hundreds of steps, he was ultimately defeated by the curiosity of these young female elves.
This world also has so-called chivalric novels and those rose-colored dreams of war heroes, and these young female elves have been hopelessly poisoned by these things for a long time, so they have so many fantasies about artifacts.
According to Lova's introduction, artifacts do exist in this world. Specifically, like skill levels and spell levels, various types of combat equipment are also divided into five levels: first-level armaments, second-level treasures, and third-level weapons. Level 4 magic weapon, level 4 sacred weapon and level 5 artifact. According to Lova's careful research, the cloak on George's body belongs to the level of magic weapon and is also quite rare. However, when George described to them in detail how he got this cloak , and after the magnificent final showdown on Earth, these sentimental female elves burst into tears again, leaving George at a loss.
"Poor child, let me hug you!" George never thought how much impact his tragic story would have on these simple elves. In fact, one of the motherly female elves in the team tried to hug George into her arms, but was stopped in time by Lova, whose eyes were red from crying.
And George, who was lucky enough to escape, had black lines all over his face.
Along the way, they were talking and laughing with the elves, and even with the horses. After knowing that George's telepathy could even communicate with animals, the elves were already discussing the feasibility of bringing him into the natural camp. George, who forced himself to smile while cooperating with the chattering elves, but who had been bombarded countless times in his heart, finally welcomed his savior.
In other words, the killing star.
"All elf hunters, shoot!" A violent rain of arrows rushed towards George. George's keen hearing allowed him to immediately notice something strange. After pushing away the elf closest to him, he raised his shield.
Only this time, George made a mistake.
"Pfft!" The sound of the arrow entering the flesh was heard. It was the sound of the arrow hitting George's thigh. A stray arrow pierced George's thigh before he could take a defensive posture. Fortunately, George had an extraordinary physique. The arrow only pierced the superficial muscles. Otherwise, the power of this arrow would be enough to penetrate the human body. The thigh muscle and bisects the thigh bone inside.
"George! Damn it, everyone is ready, shoot under the rain of arrows!" Lova's eyes turned red when she saw George was hit by an arrow. Although her vision was limited and she was unable to make a precise counterattack against the enemy, according to the arrow In the direction of the rain, Lova can still carry out effective suppressive shooting through range coverage.
"Lova, it's me, Green, don't shoot!" With the help of magic, Green's voice passed through the layers of trees and clearly reached the ears of Lova and the others. After a while, Green and his elf hunters appeared in Lova's field of vision.
"Green? Damn it, what are you doing! Why are you attacking us?" Lova's fingers on the bowstring were trembling constantly. God knows how much she wanted to blow her adjutant's head off now!
"No, Lova, I received your distress letter, so I led my troops to come over overnight to support you!" Green felt very innocent. Didn't they send the distress letter? Why have you become the bad guy now?
Luova slapped her head, her cheeks flushed with shame.
Only then did she recall that she had indeed issued the distress order last night. The few hours spent with George were so enjoyable that she even forgot to withdraw the distress order.
However, every woman is born with a master level in the skill of shirk responsibilities.
"You...you...you idiot, do you think I need rescue now? Qiao...George is a guest of our elves! Put your weapons away quickly, quickly!"
"George? This despicable vampire is a guest of our noble elves?" Green felt that Monk Zhanger was even more confused.
Through natural magic detection, Green captured the alien existence of George from several miles away, and clearly captured George's true identity. So although Green also felt the presence of friendly forces around George, in his understanding, this was probably a situation where he was hijacked by a powerful enemy. In order to "rescue" Lova who was not far away, Green chose to ignore the friendly forces closest to George and directly gave the order to attack!
However, the reality before him was difficult for him to accept! Especially, when he saw Lova ignoring his inquiry, putting down her bow and arrow, running to George, and taking out a bunch of strange things from his strange pocket to help George treat him, he was overwhelmed by the strong feeling of jealousy in his heart. His last breath of sanity.
"Mr. Vampire, I want to duel with you!" Green's voice was particularly harsh among everyone's surprised eyes.
