Game of the World Tree Chapter 807: Elves and Dragons

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They were two elves dressed as adventurers, but their equipment was much better than the adventurers Old John had seen.

No, perhaps it is no longer appropriate to describe them as sophisticated. In Old John's view, their equipment looks more like exquisite works of art.

Shiny and majestic.

This is true whether it is a druid wearing a robe or a warrior wearing armor.

Hell, he can actually tell the difference between a druid and a mage now!

This is all thanks to the popular knowledge of the druid apprentice who often comes to the tavern to drink!

Looking at the gorgeous robes on the elves and the patterns on them that were unique to druids, Old John couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Then... he couldn't help but take another look.

I can’t help it, these two elves are really good-looking.

Even though they are all men, their delicate chins and skin tenderer than milk make it difficult to look away.

Old John swears that none of those pampered aristocratic ladies are so tender!

However, when the elves glanced over, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at them.

It is said that elves are powerful professionals who are born with the ability to master powerful magic.

Ordinary people will always be in awe in front of professionals.

Although Old John is only a mortal, he can still feel the powerful aura of these elves.

They were like noble creatures from another world, incompatible with the messy environment in the tavern.

Hiss... damn, the wound hurts again.

Old John felt as if the wound on his back was being torn open again. He touched it tremblingly, and there was blood on his hand...

"Shit!"

He couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

However, this vulgar slang was so clear in the quiet tavern that everyone focused their attention on him, including the elves.

sensing the sight of the elves, Old John's face suddenly turned pale.

Professionals are aloof. To them, ordinary people without power are like weeds on the roadside.

If you offend a professional, the consequences will be disastrous.

Even an elf!

Old John has heard of it. Now the elves are not as benevolent as in the legend. He has often heard the stories of elf adventurers told by bards.

Decisive in killing and powerful.

Anyone who is their enemy will not end well in the end!

Of course, the reputation of elf adventurers is quite polarized, with some saying good things and some saying bad things.

But no matter what, as an ordinary person, he just wants to live peacefully.

Old John was trembling with fear and his throat was dry.

He wanted to apologize and explain that what he just said was not directed at the elves, but because he was nervous, he didn't know how to speak...

However, before he could hold back his words, the elves withdrew their gaze.

They didn't seem to take him seriously.

No...nothing?

Old John was stunned for a moment, as if he had been granted amnesty.

Then, he quickly shrank into the tavern, trying his best to hide himself in the shadows, pretending to be a little transparent.

Of course, he still couldn't help but secretly look at these beautiful long ears.

Never seen it before, just curious.

The two elves entered the tavern and came to the bar.

Before they could sit down, someone immediately gave up their seats.

Everyone is used to doing this kind of thing.

When facing powerful professionals, ordinary people can only avoid making mistakes if they are cautious.

Especially after the recovery of magic power, almost every day you can hear about a professional killing someone in a tavern. Even the city guards don't bother to deal with this kind of thing.

Even the elves, no one dares to bet.

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"Three cups of fairy flower tea."

The leader of the elf druid said to the bartender.

Three cups?

Old John was slightly startled.

However, the next second, the door of the tavern was pushed open again, and this time, another elf walked in.

Is female.

Her appearance was better than the previous male elves, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away. Old John even heard the sound of breathing in the tavern.

She frowned at first, as if she was not used to the smell in the tavern, but her expression soon became normal.

"苳苳, here, here!"

The red-haired warrior next to the Elf Druid quickly waved enthusiastically and patted the seat next to him.

The female elf rolled her eyes at her, pursed her lips in disgust, and then sat down next to the elf druid.

At that moment, Old John seemed to see the elf warrior's smile froze slightly.

A few elves sat down, their auras strong.

However, after hearing the elves' request, the bartender looked a little embarrassed.

He looked at a few people carefully and said apologetically:

"Dear elves... Well, I'm sorry, we don't have high-end drinks like scented tea here. In the whole Luc City, maybe only the aristocratic bar in the inner city has..."

The elves raised their eyebrows.

The leader of the druid waved his hand and said nonchalantly:

"It's okay, I'll bring you the best quality drinks here."

As he spoke, he handed over a gold pound.

"Gold pounds!"

The bartender’s eyes widened and his expression quickly became flattering:

"Okay, Master Elf, please wait a moment! I will make arrangements for you right away!"

After a while, three glasses of white wine in glasses were placed in front of the elves.

Old John recognized it. It seemed to be the Erguotou treasured by the owner of the tavern. It was said that he bought it at a high price from a black market businessman.

"There is actually this?"

The two male elves' eyes lit up.

However, the female elf shook her head:

"I can just drink juice. Please switch to juice."

"Okay...ok!"

The bartender stammered and glanced at the beautiful female elf, replaced the white wine and brought a glass of freshly squeezed juice.

The three elves nodded with satisfaction and started drinking.

Gradually, the tavern became noisier again, the troubadours started playing music again, the adventurers continued to play Gwent, and the idle men and drunkards continued to play backgammon.

However, the sound is much quieter than before. If you look carefully, you will find that almost everyone is secretly observing the three elves.

The three elves drank wine and juice while talking with the bartender.

"Sir, we are adventurers from the Elf Forest. You can call me Li Mu. Is there any interesting news around here recently?"

The Elf Druid asked with a smile.

His smile is very friendly, and people can't help but feel good about him.

As he spoke, he took out another gold pound and placed it in front of the bartender.

Gold...gold pounds!

Another one!

Old John's eyes widened with envy on his face.

One gold pound is worth one hundred silver coins, which is equivalent to his income from working for three or four months!

The bartender was flattered.

He glanced at the gold pound, then at the smiling elf, quickly put the gold pound away, and then said flatteringly and enthusiastically:

"Lord Elf, just ask me! I know this best!"

"Recently...a few days ago, there was another tide of beasts in the northern ice field, and they also attacked the border towns. I heard that many people died."

"Also...the lord signed an alliance with the Marquis of Weimar a few days ago, and may take action against the Earl of Meath in the south."

"It is said that a new magic stone vein was discovered in the Western Territory, and it seems that magic crystals were also mined..."

The bartender was talking happily, while several elves listened attentively.

"We have heard of these, is there anything else besides these?"

The elf warrior asked.

The bartender scratched his head and thought for a while, then suddenly his eyes lit up:

"Oh, I forgot to mention it, one more thing! In the mine outside the city, it is said that a giant dragon has come!"

"Dragon? What dragon?"

The three elves suddenly became interested.

Noting their expressions, the bartender quickly made exaggerated gestures:

"A huge dragon! It is said that it destroyed the entire mine!"

As he spoke, he pointed at Old John who was hiding aside:

"Old John has seen it with his own eyes! He was mining in the mine!"

Old John was startled when he was suddenly called by the bartender.

The three elves turned their gazes in unison, causing his heart to almost stop.

"Jing...Master Elf..."

Old John stammered.

Although these elves seemed quite gentle, he couldn't help but feel nervous when facing them.

"Did you see a dragon? What kind of dragon does it look like?"

The red-haired elf warrior asked curiously.

Then, he seemed to notice the blood stains on his body, and he raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Are you injured? Did the dragon do it?"

Facing the other party's gaze, Old John became even more nervous.

However, before he could say anything, the red-haired elf suddenly chanted an obscure spell.

Golden light bloomed on his body, and countless pale golden photons appeared in his hands. Then, the photons flew towards Old John, and entered his body in front of his horrified sight.

However, the moment the photon entered, Old John's fear turned into consternation.

He only felt a warm power flowing through his body, and the burning pain gradually disappeared.

When he opened his clothes and took a look, he was shocked to find that all the hideous scars had disappeared.

Not only that, he felt like he was reborn, and his whole body seemed to be full of strength in an instant!

It's like suddenly becoming more than ten years younger.

"The magic of life! He is the priest of life!"

The adventurer's exclamation came from the tavern.

The magic of life? Priest of life?

Old John was slightly startled.

Then, he finally realized what happened, and quickly bowed to the red-haired elf, his voice choked up:

"Thank you! Thank you, Lord Elf! Thank you...Thank you for your treatment..."

It can heal his injuries instantly, and even heal all kinds of old diseases on his body. This is definitely not an elementary healing magic!

No...

None of the intermediate healing spells of the Eternal Church can be so powerful!

He has seen priests use it on patients before, and the effect is definitely not as miraculous as it is now!

Facing Old John’s excited gaze, the elf laughed and waved his hand:

"It's nothing, it's a trivial matter, a trivial matter...just tell us what you know!"

But soon, he frowned again:

"Good guy... One treatment has cost me so much magic power... How many injuries have you suffered? Huh... No, you still have the residue of violent magic power in your body... It is the magic power that is used up to purify these magic powers. Too much..."

"Tsk, mining...what kind of mine did you dig? When did you start doing it? What happened to the dragon?"

Hearing the elf’s question, Old John sighed and said:

"Sir Elf, this is a gold mine outside the city. It has been there for many years. I escaped from the south last year. At that time, miners were being recruited. In order to make a living, I signed up."

"Gold mine? One year? One year to torment your body like this? Are you mining or writing online novels?"

The elf warrior looked surprised.

"Novel?"

Old John was stunned.

"Um...nothing, just a gold mine?"

The elf changed the topic and asked again.

"In the past, the gold mine in Luc City was still very famous in the empire, but...last year, a vein of magic stone was dug out from under the gold mine."

Old John thought for a while and replied.

"What about the dragon?"

The elf asked again, seeming quite curious.

"The giant dragon suddenly appeared in the mine a few days ago. It occupied the mine and drove away all the miners, preventing us from approaching."

Old John continued.

"Drive all the miners away?"

The elf warrior was slightly startled.

"Strange...according to what I know, shouldn't their virtues leave miners to help them dig gold?"

The female elf looked confused.

The Elf Druid pondered for a few seconds, his heart moved slightly, and asked:

"What does the dragon you have seen look like?"

"This...it...it's so big, I didn't see it clearly. Everyone said it was a dragon. I think...it should be a dragon. It's huge, with scales and wings, just like the bard's description. The dragon is exactly the same."

Old John shook his head.

"What about the color?"

The elf asked again.

Old John hesitated for a moment and said:

"It seems...it seems to be golden...just like the color of gold..."

"Golden...golden dragon?"

The elves looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

"Golden Dragon? Hey, that's interesting... I think I guessed what's going on..."

The elf warrior touched his chin.

As he spoke, he looked at Old John up and down again:

"So...the injuries on your body were not caused by the dragon?"

Old John nodded:

"No..."

As he spoke, he sighed again, gritting his teeth and said:

"It's those **** aristocratic guys! They took out their anger on us when they lost the mine... They didn't even pay us wages!"

"Nobless..."

After hearing his words, the elves felt a little sad.

"Hey, the nobles here all have the same virtues. In their eyes, the common people may not even be as good as the dogs they raise."

The elf warrior sneered and shook his head.

After speaking, he looked at his companion again:

"Brother Mu, Yuanjuan, how are you? Do you want to go to the mine? Anyway, there is still some time before the mission deadline of visiting Dragon Island, so I also call Miaomiao and Sister Feng. Hmm... maybe they will now I also know about this."

After hearing his words, the other two elves looked at each other and nodded.

They have been enjoying adventures and completing limited tasks along the way.

Seeing that his companion agreed, the elf warrior became even happier. He turned around, looked at Old John again, and said with a smile:

"Um...what do you call this gentleman?"

"Merciful Lord Elf...you...just call me Old John, everyone calls me that..."

Old John replied fearfully.

"Okay, old John, can you take us to the mine? As a reward, I can give you one gold pound."

The elf warrior said cheerfully, and took out a shiny gold pound from his arms.