"This is a rare visitor."
The sound of the flute, accompanied by the breeze, reached the ears of the witch on the tree.
Vera, who was closing her eyes to rest, opened her eyes, held on to the branches, and sat up.
She looked along the direction from which the flute sound came. A group of elves with pointed ears were walking towards the gate of the Witch's House from far to near. Behind them were two cars full of monsters, which were weighing down the wheels. It couldn't stop sinking, leaving two deep ruts on the ground.
Just by looking at the depth of the wheel marks, you knew that there would be a lot of monsters inside. Vera snapped her fingers, and the door opened and let the elves in.
"Long time no see, Ms. Vera."
The leader of the elf was obviously very familiar with the witch. She waved to Vera, and then called to the tribesmen behind her to unload the monsters.
Vera spun around and jumped down from the tree. Her purple cloak opened in the air like a rose and quickly closed again.
She clapped her hands, stood up unsteadily from the ground, and then walked towards the elves with her left foot stepping on her right foot, and her right foot stepping on her left foot in a strange posture.
The elves standing not far away did not need to look back. Just by the increasingly rich aroma of wine in the air, they knew that Vera was approaching.
The witch who had been soaked by the wine burped, raised her eyelids, and looked at the monster in the car.
They were two monster beasts that looked like elk. They were astonishing in size, and their fur was shiny and smooth. It looked like they had been carefully cared for.
Especially from her angle, the fur of the monster seemed to be glowing, giving off a sheen that made people itchy.
Vera was a little greedy and subconsciously reached out to touch the fur of these poor little animals. As soon as she got closer, she saw the female elf pull out a dagger and stab it neatly into the neck of the monster.
In an instant, blood flew everywhere, and the Warcraft's neck was like a burst water pipe, continuously spraying out red liquid. The female elf used a backhand to stop the bleeding, without even blinking her eyes during the whole process. She had the guts to kill ten people in RT-Mart. Due to Nian Yu's indifference, Vera paused slightly, said "Wow", and took two steps back in disgust.
"Did it scare you?"
The female elf smiled, wiped the blood spattered on her face with the back of her hand, and said indifferently: "This kind of monster has a strong smell, and there are children inside, so we won't go in and get it."
As she said that, she pulled out the dagger with a little force on her hand. There was no blood on it, and it was as clean as ever. The compelling silver light made Vera dizzy.
She squinted her eyes, and before she could speak, she saw a flash of silver light and then disappeared into the neck of the second monster.
"hiss……"
Too brutal.
It was as if the witch who had accidentally entered the slaughterhouse took a deep breath and felt a bit sour in her teeth.
The female elf moved her wrist and smiled brightly at her.
"Sorry to bother you, we are going to take care of it here and transport the body directly in later."
Her beautiful face, set off by her long flaming hair, looked even more outstanding. However, the sight of this beauty smiling made Vera's back inexplicably shiver.
"Kill now..."
She was sober from drinking in an instant. She couldn't help but wipe the corners of her mouth and said, "You are such a... considerate girl."
This compliment was indeed a bit strange. The female elf curled her lips and didn't pay attention.
"Those two prefer fresh corpses, otherwise we would have taken care of them and brought them over. It's really rude to leave them in such an embarrassing state..."
"Sheila."
Before the female elf finished speaking, a male elf who was obviously older than her came out from behind the team and interrupted her chat with the witch.
The smile on the elf named Sheila's face suddenly faded away. She silently stepped aside and dealt with the magical beast with deft hands and feet.
The male elf who replaced Sheila bowed dryly to the witch, showing a bored look.
"May nature take care of you."
Ababa baba baba.
Vera answered an easily beaten reply in her mind, then spread her hands to make way for the elves.
The elves who quickly completed the slaughtering nodded politely to her, then took the lifeless beast and walked onto a remote path.
Vera waved her hand, and the surrounding bloody smell drifted away in the distance under the breeze. She glanced at the ground where there was almost no blood spatter, yawned, and returned to the tree trunk where she was stationed before.
Overall, the conversations and interactions between the two parties were very ordinary, and there did not seem to be any in-depth interactions.
Although the behavior of the elves, especially the behavior of bringing a bunch of monsters to the witch's house for slaughter, is quite strange, if you ignore this, the interaction between the two parties is like neighbors with a dull relationship, in a sunny day It was a nice afternoon, just like meeting each other.
The "Not Familiar" sign is almost stuck to my forehead.
Dean squinted his eyes and fixed his gaze on the slightly familiar fruit in the hands of several elves.
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Although several days had passed, Dean dared to swear with his own brain and the fish in his brain that this familiar thing was definitely the one he had tasted in the caravan, with a unique taste. Flesh fruit.
It seems that the caravan has already visited the territory of the elves and successfully completed the transaction with them.
Dean couldn't believe it.
It's really weird, that thing actually suits the taste of the elves.
...What a magical race.
Taking his eyes away from the fruit, Dean looked at the system panel floating in front of him and the dense introductions on it. He slowly stretched out his hand and lowered the curtain.
It just blocked Vera's gaze from the tree.
Dean, who looked at the witch through the curtains, took two steps back to make sure that Vera didn't want to take a closer look, then he lowered his guard and turned his attention back to the system.
[Name of Warcraft: Two-Life Deer]
[Gender: Male]
[Talent: Life and Death]
[Introduction to Warcraft: A Warcraft with two lives will resurrect in its original body after its first death.
During resurrection, the dead body will be forcibly revived, and any changes that occur on the body will be rationalized under the nourishment of talent and inherited by the new individual. 】
[Level: Intermediate monster]
[Status: Dead]
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