Chapter 296 Sol and Berna

After a brief hesitation, Soldrin agreed to the invitation of Berna to accompany him.

He did have doubts about the elf that suddenly appeared in front of him, but he really needed a pass right now - although there are many ways for high-level rangers to pass the blockade, it is better to be able to cross the border safely and legally than those "alternatives" Much better, not to mention...

He left his hometown for seven hundred years, and it was indeed a pleasure to see his compatriots in front of him.

"It's too noisy here, why don't we go to my place of residence?" Berna frowned and looked around. Those vulgar adventurers and mercenaries who always wanted to get in the way obviously made the young elf very uncomfortable." I have a nice room at the Grey Whistle Hotel."

Solderin had another place to stay in the city, but he felt that it would be good to take this opportunity to inquire about the situation of the elf in front of him, so he gladly accepted Berna's invitation - two beautiful elf "women" companions After leaving this small tavern, the remaining adventurers and mercenaries in the tavern did not change because of this little episode.

They continued to drink freely, swaying the extra copper in their pockets and the extra topics in their stomachs, discussing the changes in the situation on the border in the past year and the business after the beginning of the spring - just two elves, far from being able to receive the next one. business is important.

Soldrin followed Berna through the cold streets and soon arrived at the Grey Whistle Hotel in the southeast area of ​​the town.

The young elf girl did rent a nice room, with a small fireplace and a shabby rug in the clean and tidy room - it seemed that she was in a good financial situation, or she had never experienced life in human beings. The dilemma of the world spending light travel expenses.

"It's still quiet here," Berna entered the room, threw a few pieces of wood into the fireplace, and said while making a fire, "Humans are really a very noisy race, aren't they? Oh, it's not that I don't like humans, but sometimes I feel They were so noisy..."

"It's much smaller than the dwarves," Solderin said casually, and glanced at the furnishings in the room at random - there are traces of living there, and recently there is only the smell of elves, "It's not good to see silver elves in the northern region. Easy, have you come here recently?"

Berna finally raised the fire,

She clapped her hands and said with a satisfied smile: "Yeah, I've only been here recently. I traveled from the eastern gate of the jungle barrier, and walked north along the trade road, past Typhon's The fertile plains and the northern hills are the last places to arrive... But I don't plan to continue to go north, this place is too cold, and I must freeze to death if I go further north. By the way, Sister Sol, you don't take off your cloak. Is it?"

Soldering untied his cloak to reveal his huntress garb - a good ranger can disguise himself in any situation, wearing a battle dress and boots are part of a tactical suit, Solderling Very satisfied with his camouflage skills, and still can't understand why Gawain is always so surprised that he wears women's clothes to perform tasks, isn't this what is required for normal tasks?

He hung the cloak on the hook beside him, glanced at Berna's dress again, and asked curiously, "Are you a Druid?"

"Yeah, I'm from the Heart of Forests," said Berna proudly, a magic light flashed on the amulet on her chest, "My mentor is the Master of Heart of Thorns in Moon Valley, I'm here to travel this time. It was arranged by the instructor."

"Master Heart of Thorns? Is she still taking apprentices? Doesn't she mean that she has retired and no longer guides apprentices in person?"

"Oh, mentor, she lost all her pension money by playing cards with the Prophet of Moon Valley a hundred years ago, and then came back, recruiting eight Druid apprentices and forty cooking students..."

"Why recruit forty people to learn how to cook?"

"The number of druid apprentices is too small, and the tuition collected is not enough to pay for the gambling..." Berna said indifferently these "elf secrets" that might be surprising to outsiders, but Solderin was hearing these After that, I only felt a kind of warmth and nostalgia: many people who don't know the truth always think that elves are old-fashioned, conservative, have a poor sense of time, and are not good at communicating with people, but in fact elves are a kind of people who know how to enjoy life and entertain themselves. Race, it's just that most of them are not as enthusiastic and active as humans in terms of emotional expression, which gives people some illusions.

Of course, Berna in front of her seems to be an unusual elf: she is as enthusiastic as a human being, which is probably why her mentor let her go out and travel: with such a character, it is easy to adapt to human society .

"By the way... You know Master Heart of Thorns, but you don't know about her comeback," Berna looked at Solderin curiously. "Have you left the Silver Empire for a long time?"

"...It's been a long time," Soldrin nodded. "I haven't gone back for at least six or seven hundred years."

"Ah, if you have a chance, you can go back to your hometown to see. The king's city has changed a lot. The queen ordered a new urban area to be built. Halfway through speaking, she suddenly turned her attention again. She looked up and down at Soldering and asked curiously, "Sister Sol, I always feel that the smell on your body is very special... It doesn't look like the soil in this area. , it smells of golden double grass seeds mixed with it. It seems to be a kind of spice sold by Ansu merchants, right? I smelled it once or twice at a smuggler when I was in Typhon. "

Solderin was a little surprised. He knew that the silver elves had a strong sense of smell, but Berna's ability to distinguish smells was too strong, but when he thought that the other party was the "Heart of the Woods faction" that was closest to plants among the druids ', he was not so surprised: the druids of this faction are very sensitive to spices extracted from plants.

"I was in Ansu for a short time before," Soldrin nodded, "so it was especially difficult for me to pass the level - those Typhon soldiers were very wary of anyone coming from the direction of Ansu, even if Elves are no exception."

"Have you really stayed in Ansu?" Bella's eyes widened, her face full of joy, "Then have you heard of Ansu's legendary hero, Gawain Cecil? The man who came back from the dead? Have you seen him?"

Soldering's heart skipped a beat, but his expression was indifferent: "I'm from Ansu East, I don't know this very well - but I also heard that it is said that he was in the dark after his resurrection. A pioneering colony was established near the mountains."

The information of Cecil's pioneering land has been spread, and there is no need to keep it secret, but if it is not necessary, Solderin does not intend to expose the connection between himself and Cecil's land-even in the face of his compatriots. no.

This is not overly vigilant, but a sense of responsibility. He knows that he is currently on a mission and has a sensitive identity. In order to avoid too much trouble, he must at least return to Cecil to lead Gawain to return to life. Maintain this vigilance.

Berna didn't care about Soldrin's vague words, she just muttered with a longing look: "The founding hero who came back from the dead... This kind of thing is like a story told by a bard, I really don't know what it is. It is said that Gawain Cecil and Her Majesty the Queen still know each other. By the way, although you have not met him, you should have heard more news in Ansu than me? I heard that the resurrected hero not only He established a pioneering leader, and is planning to recover the Cecil fief in the entire southern border? He also formed an army for this, is that true?"

Forming an army to retake the South - this is obviously something that adventurers and mercenaries have blown up, although Soldrin himself thinks that his old friend forming a wave of troops is really likely to beat the children, but he knows that The enemies Gawain chose in his heart were the monsters that came out of the wasteland, so he couldn't help shaking his head: "It's mostly rumors, I didn't hear that Duke Cecil was going to fight the nobles of Ansu. signal of."

Berna frowned and thought: "Oh...but I always think it's not surprising that he fights with the nobles in Ansu, especially the nobles in the southern region. After all, the entire southern region used to be his fief, The current lords of Ansu Southern Territory are all occupying his territory."

Solderling was noncommittal about this question, but Berna's question did not stop: "By the way, Sister Sol, you said that if that Duke Cecil really fought with the nobles in the south, would he be able to win? "

"How do I know?" Solderling was a bit dumbfounded. He felt that the young elf girl in front of him was very curious about the human world - he had never been so curious when he first came out to travel.

But it may also be that he focused all his attention on finding the raw medicine, so he didn't pay much attention to other things...

Soldrin shook his head, temporarily throwing irrelevant thoughts out of his mind, and then used the weather as a topic to divert Berna's attention: for safety, he did not plan to continue talking about Cecil Land.

After a little chat, Solderin got up and said goodbye.

"Oh? Sister Sol, you can live here," Berna said enthusiastically. "My room was originally for two people—and it's already dark outside."

Soldering is a very principled person, and he does not intend to have too much contact with Berna: "I have a place to stay, and I am not used to being in the same room with others."

"Okay then..." Berna nodded, "Then I'll send you off..."

Soldering rejected the other party's kindness: "No, you are not quite used to the cold weather in the north, so you should stay here and have a fire. Let's meet at that tavern at noon tomorrow, how about that?"

"Okay, that's it."

"That `s a deal."

After leaving the Grey Whistle Hotel, Soldering looked at the dark night ahead and took a deep breath.

The cold winter air of the northern region was pumped deep into his lungs and slowly exhaled, taking away some of the heat and making his mind clearer.

"At least the problem of the pass has been solved..."

In the room at the Grey Whistle Hotel, Berna came to the window, letting the cold night wind blow on her face through the cracks in the window panels, and her gaze followed Solderin who was walking into the night.

"Saul... so..."

Berna muttered softly, then turned away from the window and toward the warm fireplace.

The rustling of vines and roots rubbed in the room with her footsteps.

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