Walking in the deserted fields, thin morning mist covers the surrounding land, reflecting the short figure of Charles, like a lonely soul, wandering alone in the wild.

He was wearing a black hooded cloak with a hooded cloak, and a white fitted robe and gray trousers. They were the best Haradin tailors made of expensive fabrics (relatively speaking) based on Charles' height.

Behind him, he was a short bow made of yew, wrapped in cowhide, and a pot of arrow pouches.

He was carrying a scabbard weapon on his waist, but rather a large dagger.

Two weapons, the Fir Bow was made by Charles himself with the help of the Haradin bowmaker.

The latter was exchanged for the authentic dwarf's dagger when he passed by a dwarf who was at the Haradinian resident. It is a rare product among the Haradinians.

In addition to these, he also carried a bulge bag with a lot of dry food inside.

At the same time, there was a straw jewelry with wings hanging on his wrist - this was the gift given to him by his neighbor Haldo last time, and it was also the last time Charles saw Haldo alive.

This jewelry is not a valuable item, but a traditional craft of the Haradin people.

In the past, the process of the ancestors of the Haradin people crossing the mountains to the Berreand area was full of hardships and pains.

The steep and continuous mountains and the crises everywhere in the wild have caused heavy losses to the migrants. However, the West, full of a bright future, seems out of reach.

At that time, they looked up at the sky, and the giant flying bird seemed free and unrestrained, making them wish they could grow the same wings to cross the difficult mountain road under their feet.

So this kind of wing-like jewelry became a mascot worn by the Haradin people on the road. Every Haradinian would weave wings while resting on the road, and at the same time hoped that the dream immortal place would appear early.

They finally succeeded in arriving in the Berreand area in western Central China and stopped traveling long distances, but took root.

But this tradition, or the trick of making such wings, has not been lost, but has been preserved.

It is not expensive, but it is full of sincerity.

However, fate is unpredictable. When Charles really started his own journey, the existence of the jewelry that had compiled it had disappeared with the war.

On the third day of the war, Charles quietly left the Haradin gathering place without saying goodbye to anyone.

At this time, Charles had a high prestige in the Haradin tribe, and it can even be said to be a response.

In that small battle three days ago, there were about 600 orcs who died. The orcs who were shot and beaten to death by Charles alone accounted for at least half of this number.

This number is destined to shock all insiders and is destined to attract cheers and fame in the Middle Earth world.

But compared to the mysterious and unknown enemy, this small victory is obviously nothing.

...

On the afternoon of the day when he left the Haradin gathering place, Shir plunged into the huge forest growing around the blue mountains in the east of the gathering place.

The bright sunshine shone through the shade of the trees above the head and looked spotted on the surface of the forest, and sometimes it sprinkled on Charles' long dark hair that poked out from both sides of the hood.

Shire, who was walking in the forest with a branch, was slow and slow. The comfortable little deer-skin boots and the elf's light body made him feel full of floating when walking.

He has his own two goals, but he does not know where the green elves live in the forest, nor does he know the specific locations of the two dwarf cities in the mountains.

Even these are just simply heard of. In fact, because I have never traveled far away, Charles actually doesn't know much about it.

However, these do not constitute a barrier to Charles' journey.

Although there is still a deep hatred in my heart, Charles will not be affected by the past at any time.

After living in the Haradinians for so many years, he loved the beautiful and pollution-free environment of this continent, and even ran around the edge of the forest whenever he had free time.

This may be because the elf blood is naturally very friendly to the natural environment, or it may be because he got rid of the shadow that enveloped his heart, allowing his original nature to be released.

In short, although the journey is long and the goal is unclear, the journey is not boring.

As he continued to move forward, the ancient trees with curved trunks tied to the roots, the soft and creaking surface of the dead leaves when trampled.

The wild flowers and fruits that grow in various small corners and come into view from time to time, the crisp and pleasant sound of birds, and the shade of trees like a broken net above my head all filled the Shire walking in the forest with a leisurely relaxed feeling.

He carried a lot of dry food with him, and after living in this world for a long time, he was very clear about what he could eat in the wild, so he didn't have to worry about food at all.

During the day he slowly rushes, occasionally stopping because of one or two unique plants or small spiritual animals.

At night, you will look for suitable trees nearby and then climb up and lean on the trunk to take a nap or sleep, or if there are tree caves and caves, you will go in and have a good night's sleep.

Of course, some natural residences in the forest are generally impossible to be vacant, and they will have their own owners.

But under the invisible shadow, these animals were driven out by Charles without much resistance - except for a fluffy grizzly bear

Because I missed the soft pillow, one night after taking over the magpie's nest, Charles did not drive it away, but kept it like this and used it as a pillow for the whole night.

Although the shadow ability has been depleted, as long as you do not use it with all your strength, just one or two can still be maintained for the current Shire.

Relying on this ability, he survived many dangers without any danger during this half-month journey.

But it's a pity that he has not found those "likes" living in the forest for such a long time.

But fortunately, I met a rare creature—

A moving tree.

From a distance, the big poplar tree with a small red flower growing on it slowly and firmly walked in the dense forest. The creaking sound of the trunks and branches colliding and the roots and legs rubbing against the ground once again made Shire experience the interesting aspects of this world.

...

Just as Charles was strolling leisurely in the forest at the foot of the Blue Mountains, located in the Shagherian area, a group of fully armed elves riding on big-horned deer were welcomed in the Haladin garrison.

Shire once asked people to go to the north to find elves for support, and the human teenager named Hana finally completed this task today.

But when he arrived near the gathering place and saw the prosperous reconstruction scene, he couldn't help but fall into deep confusion.

Where did the enemy go?

...

In fact, everyone, including Charles, had forgotten that they had asked for help, so that when the elves mobilized to arrive here, they saw something completely different from what they imagined, and they didn't even have a greeting.

The black-haired elf in the lead was very annoyed by this, subconsciously thinking that the group of barbaric humans were playing with him. His anger was not much calmer after seeing a pile of hills piled up by half-orc corpses not far from the gathering place.

After learning the details, he was a little disbelief, so he immediately asked the old man of Haradin about all kinds of Charles.

The main question at the beginning was his role and means in this battle.

Later it extended into two potions made by Charles in the past.

But in the end, the black-haired elf suddenly asked about Charle's origin and adoption process.

When he learned that Charles had been away for three days, the Nodo elf named Karanhill showed a clear disappointment.

However, he did not express too much emotion in front of the group of Haradians. Instead, after asking Charles about his leaving target, he turned around and ordered a team of elves to search for clues in all directions.

After a moment of contemplation, he personally invited the Haradinians to settle near the elves' resident north of Shagherian to avoid the possibility of such an attack again.

However, the leaders of the Haradin tribe (basically those who performed well in previous battles) felt that although the elves of the Nodo tribe were kind, their words and deeds seemed arrogant and alienated, and they did not want to get involved in the real war in the north, so they tactfully rejected him.

The Nodo elves named Karanhill didn't care about this, but were preparing to leave here.

But before leaving, he suggested that the Haradinians not stay here, because those orcs can attack unexpectedly once, and they are very likely to attack the second time, or even the third time, and the fourth time.

Before the source of the loophole was found, this place was full of dangers.

Karan Hill did not persuade him too much, but his words had to cause the Haradinians to think deeply.

So, after several days of discussion, all the Haradians packed their bags and began to migrate toward the south of Shaguillian and west of Berryand.
Chapter completed!