Chapter 2013 Sirocco

"Elves are free, whether pure or mixed. The choice to follow you is out of our own will. If we don't help, it is also out of their own will. This kind of thing cannot be forced."

Iceness, who was floating aside and staring at the bonfire, explained.

"With their help, this battle might have ended earlier, and I wouldn't have to chop them off one by one."

"This is not necessarily true," Yadyan retorted: "They have not absorbed your magic, and they are not complete. The ice spikes and meteorites released in this state will be difficult to kill the dragons with high magic resistance."

"But your flame."

"Although I am a low-level elf, I already possess the power of a mid-level elf. With just one opportunity, I can evolve into a mid-level elf. How can I be comparable to a low-level half-elf at this level!"

Yadyan spoke in a very proud tone.

"What does the middle elf look like?"

"It's just that I'm bigger than I am now, and my magic power is stronger," Yadyan replied.

"So, is the upper elf bigger than the middle elf?" I asked curiously.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Yadyan was a little unhappy and slapped me in the face: "The appearance of the upper elf is beginning to be closer to that of a goblin."

"What about the Elf King?" I asked, "Does he look exactly like the Elf?"

Yadyan sprayed a small fireball and scorched the pterosaur I was roasting. Then he rolled his eyes at me and said, "Although it's very presumptuous of you to say this, I still plan to forgive you, but I still forgive you." , small punishment is still necessary.”

I withdrew the demon knife and looked at the charred pterosaur meat stuck on it. My eyes twitched and I stayed sluggish for a while, then smiled bitterly: "Then you can tell me, what does the Elf Queen look like?"

"Well" Yadyan was speechless for a moment.

It seems that it probably can't remember what its own queen looks like.

"It's very similar to the Fairy Queen, but there is a mark on her forehead, a very beautiful mark," Bingnestiya Deyan replied.

"Oh~" I nodded, imagining what the Elf Queen looked like.

After thinking wildly for a while, I picked off the charcoal on the demon knife, took out a rag and wiped the knife, then put out the bonfire, leaned up and lay down.

"What are you doing?" Yadyan asked.

"sleep."

"Why should you sleep!" It pushed me, and the scorching heat penetrated the armor and burned my shoulders, but I was too lazy to resist: "I'm different from you. You may not need to sleep, but I can't. I can only sleep well. Only then will you have the energy to deal with the next battle."

"You fairies are troublesome!" Yadyan saw that he couldn't push me away, so he had no choice but to complain: "Obviously, like us, we don't need to rest, but we still want to imitate how humans rest. It's simply unreasonable!"

Ignoring Yadeyan's thoughts, I closed my eyes for a while and didn't know anything.

In a trance, Di Ruigi appeared in front of me again. This time, the bonfire beside it was lit, the fire was high, and the heat wave hit my face.

"Meet you again." I approached it naturally and sat side by side with it: "It seems that I am deeply in a dream at the moment."

"It's half asleep," Di Ruiji said.

"I'm a little curious, how did you enter my consciousness?"

"Remember that relief?" Di Ruigi turned to me, the dark purple light in his eyes flickering.

"You mean your relief?"

"It's exactly" Di Ruiji said: "I left part of my power there and have been waiting for you to appear."

"Yeah."

Dirich didn't answer.

After a long silence, I said: "Maybe you made a mistake from the beginning. I am not who I am."

"You want to say that your soul does not belong to this body, right?" Di Ruiji looked at me quietly, the strange light in his eyes still flickering.

"you know?"

It didn't speak, but the indifference and confidence in its expression said everything.

After a while, it turned back, faced the bonfire, and said calmly: "You are you, you are hope."

I also fell silent.

Since Di Ruiji already knows my specific situation, but still treats me as hope so persistently, maybe I really am the hope it mentioned.

"You entered my dream this time just to tell me these things, right?"

The long dark purple tongue twirled, reached into the fire, played with the crackling bones, then took them back and shook off the floating ashes: "I will introduce you to an acquaintance of yours."

"Is it my turn to appear?" A very seductive female voice sounded, which made my heart skip a beat.

Turning around, the first thing that caught his eye was a head of conspicuous long pink hair, followed closely by the exquisite figure of a girl and half of her delicate and pretty face.

Why half a sheet?

Because the other half of the picture is obscured by long pink hair.

The girl walked slowly towards me, and when she was less than one meter away from me, she stopped, and then smiled brightly, her smile was as bright as a flower, which made people fascinated.

"Don't tease him." Di Ruiji's low and hoarse voice sounded: "He hasn't found what belongs to him yet, so he can't resist your teasing."

"It's really annoying." The girl swayed her waist, walked to the other side of me, and sat on her knees.

This time, she no longer stared at me, but looked at the bonfire quietly, her eyes full of melancholy.

"You may not remember her," Di Ruiji said, "her name is Shilok."

"Hello" I extended my hand with a friendly smile on my face.

"It's really different." Sirok didn't shake my hand, but fell into deeper melancholy: "He wouldn't shake my hand, let alone be so polite."

I retracted my hand in embarrassment, and Di Ruiji said: "Ignore her. She almost died before. Her temperament has changed slightly. She likes to find faults. She will get better after a while."

Almost died?

My eyes twitched.

Although I have only met this girl once, I can clearly feel the ominous and terrifying power fluctuations.

What a powerful being it must be to be able to almost kill her!

"Um, excuse me," I said cautiously: "A being as powerful as you will be almost killed?"

"Isn't it~" Shilok's voice was extremely long when she spoke, a bit like a coquettish tone, but when she was about to continue speaking, she suddenly froze and moved her mouth, her face full of excitement and dependence. It cooled down and dissipated in an instant, and then he changed to a casual tone and murmured: "Yeah, I almost died, thanks to the help of you guy Di Ruigi."

"How's your recovery going?" Di Ruigi asked.

"It's almost time," Shilok said, "As long as we give it a little more time, we will be able to recover as before, but..."

She glanced at me resentfully: "If he doesn't recover, even if we all recover, it's meaningless."

"He will recover." Di Ruiji suddenly calmed down his loose expression and said with a serious face: "He will definitely do it."