1352 Yves 1

A gust of breeze passed through the forest rapidly, with a black figure engulfed in it.

The dead tree trunk, which has long lost its branches and leaves, has become his first choice to settle down. He will not stay in one place for more than a second. If he does not observe carefully, he will not be able to find his existence at all.

In just one night, Yves, who escaped from the city of Sao, has already passed through the territory of Verning and penetrated into the territory of Eri. It won't be long before he can return to the quiet city.

Compared to flying with a dragon, he was faster alone.

I don't know how long it took, and Yves finally returned to the outside of the quiet city, where he once fought a necromancer.

At this moment, a cry for help came from his ear, accompanied by several slender screams.

Yves was taken aback for a moment, and then rushed towards the location where the call came from.

When he came to the bottom of the city wall, the scene in front of him made his face pale. The three dwarves were teaming up to deal with a female elf. They said they were fighting together, but in fact it was a completely one-sided battle. Most of the clothes were torn, and it was difficult to cover the beautiful body below.

The three dwarves were not in a hurry to deal with the enemy, they just looked at the elf playfully and put pressure on her at the same time.

"What are you doing?" Ivor asked with a sullen face, the aura of a legendary creature undisguised.

Feeling the aura of the legendary creature, the three dwarves trembled and their legs went limp at the same time, unable to speak at all.

"I'll give you a chance to explain." The elf in black said slowly: "Although I think it's useless at all, I still give you a chance. If you can't give me a convincing reason, I will replace you for what you just did. Make excuses, then you will die here."

"We... we are giving her a chance to redeem herself!" a burly dwarf shouted.

"That's right." A dwarf holding a warhammer echoed: "The elves have always oppressed us dwarves like this, and even sheltered the criminal who killed the dwarf, just because the criminal was an elf! This is the punishment she deserves. She should atone for the actions of her elf companions!"

"What are you talking about?" Ivor frowned, and looked at the elf beside him with some doubts.

The appearance of Ivor relieved the pressure of the female elf. She sat down on the ground with her hands clasped in front of her body, and she was looking in Ivor's direction.

I don't know if it was the tears in the elf's eyes, the bright silver long hair, or the injury on her body that aroused the bad memories belonging to Ivor. In addition to the previous betrayal of the dragon, he had already accumulated a lot of memories in his heart. anger.

"Now it's your turn to atone for your sins." Eve announced the fate of these dwarves in a deep voice, "Use your blood and soul to atone for your sins."

The two dwarves sensed the danger, but before they could do anything, their heads flew high and they lost all consciousness.

The only one who survived was the dwarf holding the hammer. He survived because he raised the hammer in time and blocked it in front of him.

Looking at the deformed warhammer in his hand and the dead companion beside him, the dwarf felt a surge of fear, and just about to turn around and run away, he fell to the ground.

The dwarf tried to get up from the ground, but he couldn't do it no matter what. He didn't feel any sensation from his lower body. He looked back tremblingly, and saw that his body had been cut off in half, and blood and organs were scattered all over the ground. , and this was the last scene he saw.

After executing several dwarves, Ivor shook the blade in his hand, and there was no blood on the blade.

Taking out a piece of black clothing from the Space Treasure, Ivor threw it to the elf sitting on the ground, and then prepared to go to the quiet city.

"My lord... are you planning to go to the quiet city? Now is not a good time." Seeing that Ive planned to enter the city, she said hastily.

Called by the female elf, Yves stopped in his tracks, but he didn't want to even look back, so he turned his back to her and asked, "What happened? Also, where are the guards in the city? What happened under the city wall?" thing,

Don't they care? "

As if recalling some bad memories, she sighed: "There was a riot in the city... a riot caused by the dwarves. The Quiet City lost its previous order, and even the City Lord's Mansion was attacked by the dwarves. Pull away."

"Riot?" Ive's expression darkened. He didn't expect such a thing to happen in the city while he was away.

"Those dwarves...they just...just got carried away with rage. None of this should have happened...no one should have been hurt or killed in something like this..."

Looking at the dwarf corpse not far away, there was a trace of pity in her eyes.

Kind and enthusiastic elves, do not want to see the appearance of death, for the death of any creature, elves always have pity.

However, in the face of the actively attacking evil, there will always be an elf like Ivor who is used to being accompanied by death to stand up.

Feeling the kindness in her heart, even though the object of her kindness was the dwarf who planned to hurt her not long ago, Yves sighed and did not try to change her concept. Once upon a time, Yves was also such an elf.

"You are a resident of the city, right? I can send you back to the city and arrange other elves to protect you before the riot ends. Believe me." Ivor said firmly.

Looking at the elf in black who always turned his back to her, a gentle smile appeared on her face: "I will trouble you along the way."

There was a rustling sound from behind, but Yves was unmoved. When the sound stopped, the silver-haired elf behind had already changed into the clothes Ive gave her.

Suddenly, she let out an exclamation, which was accompanied by a little pain.

Ive was startled, worried that the situation would change, and hurriedly turned around, only to see the silver-haired elf slumped on the ground, rubbing his swollen ankle with his hands.

On her body, she was wearing a black dress that belonged to Ive, which didn't seem to fit her body well, with her shoulders raised high, and the cuffs were longer.

"Are you okay?" Ivor asked, turning his gaze to the side, looking at the severed head of the dwarf not far away.

"It's okay...it's just that I don't have mana anymore, and I can't even recover from this degree of injury." The silver-haired elf said with a reddish face, "Can I trouble you..."

Yves had no choice but to turn his back to her and squat down, saying, "Come up."

"Thank you...you are really a noble elf." The silver-haired elf came to Ive's back and was carried by him without any effort, "My name is Sotofi, and I am an apprentice of Lord Jenny. Your name is what name?"

"You are Jenny's apprentice?" The elf in black looked a little surprised: "The name is not important, I am just an elf who wants to avenge the necromancer."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Sotofi to reply, Yves' figure flashed, and Sotofi with silver hair disappeared together.