"The gentle morning breeze blows, and I don't know where to disperse."

"She awakened the mist, which rippled not far away."

"She blew past the rising sun, the flowers were blooming, and the dew on the lawn was shining with a peaceful light."

"She walked through the path in the forest, and the trees swayed happily..."

...

Melodious and joyful songs spread from a distance.

Bathed under the stars, the courtyard in front of the hills deep in the forest is now full of bright vitality.

One, two, three figures stood in front of the bonfire, singing in their mouths.

Near the little guys, the mistress and the male owner of this elf family were playing the flute and the other was playing the piano, and the body swayed gently with the music, with a smile and joy.

Shire was sitting not far from the group at this moment, staring at the singing of the two elves and the older children with interest, listening to the music full of exotic style.

He could clearly feel the cheerful emotions in their hearts from the singing, which seemed to make his heart tremble.

At this moment, the yard is very lively, and in addition to the members of this family, there are seven or eight other elves who come to hear the news.

At present, they were gathering around the bonfire together, with their hands slapped with the music, and sang a few words from time to time.

Feeling everything leisurely, Charles smiled. The rays of the beating bonfire were reflected in his dark eyes and looked a little dazed.

If he had been the past, he would probably be impatient with the behavior of wasting time in the middle of the night.

However, Charles is not resistant to this kind of activity now, and even feels quite interesting.

This is the same as when he grows his hair for a long time, rather than cutting it short directly to avoid trouble - because he thinks that long hair looks better.

"I prefer to walk in the moonlight in the forest, which is so beautiful." A thick and slow-swallowing voice sounded from not far away. It was the tree shepherd who was still here. The branches of its body were shaking slightly with the singing.

Although it has been two days since the orc attack, there are some other green elves around this elf house in addition to the original owner here.

But the tree shepherd still did not leave, so as not to prevent the orc from returning to raid again.

However, it has been worried about its concerns. The past two days have been calm and there have been no unexpected situations.

But how did those orcs appear...

Thinking of this question, Charles was in a daze, but within a moment, a tender voice sounded from Charles' side.

"Brother Charles, this is the gift I have prepared. I hope you can accept it!"

Turning around, the little guy who was singing before was now holding a garland in his hands, signaling to him.

The song that was more cheerful than he had just come to his ears as he came to his senses. He slightly passed the little guy in front of him and glanced at the bonfire. Now there was another group of people there, three graceful elves, who were now jumping around the bonfire with his hands and feet in hand.

Charles then looked at the little carrot in front of him, smiled and thanked her, then took the colorful garland and put it on his head.

The garland was just the same size, and there was no hardness or discomfort. Instead, a faint fragrance came from his face after putting it on. The spirit that was originally slightly sleepy due to midnight suddenly became much more energetic.

Seeing that his face was a little enjoyable, the little guy giggled, then turned around and ran to the bonfire, mixing among the three dancing girls.

Charles also smiled and then prepared to continue watching the night dance, but after a while, a familiar young elf came to his eyes.

"Hello Charles, this is my gift, I hope... I hope you will like it."

The little guy looked generous before, but the bigger one in front of him seemed quite shy, but he seemed not yet adult, and he was probably only ten or twenty years older than Charles, so it was not difficult to understand this.

Compared with the lifespan of the elves that are basically immortal, the elves before the age of fifty are really children, let alone this green elves who live deep in the forest and don’t have much contact with the outside world.

He also politely picked up the garland and put it on his head under the expectant gaze of the other party.

In this way, he now has two garlands on his head, which is a little overwhelming, but it is still enough to bear it.

However, just as Charles was thinking so, the arrival of another little guy made his originally calm expression suddenly stagnate.

This is also one of the members of the family he rescued, and also holds a garland.

...

Obviously, this Green Elf is very grateful to Charles.

Their custom is that when meeting people who need to be thanked, offering garlands woven with natural flowers is actually a relatively advanced etiquette.

However, Charles thought he had not done much. He just happened to follow the tree-grazing man and found him, killed a few orcs, and made a potion.

He had done this countless times in the Haradinians not long ago.

Of course, if you consider who you are saving, it is reasonable.

The seriously injured elf is the oldest person in this family.

Shire also received formal thanks from the Green Elf at this time - although he has listened to thank you a lot in the past two days.

...

Three garlands were worn on his head, but other elves still ran over, intermittently, one after another.

Not only familiar ones, but even strangers come to join in the fun.

It was hard to refuse some kindness, but the elves who were generally sensitive to the mind did not make him embarrassed.

After running, their garlands were not handed to Charles, but placed them on the ground in front of him, one, three, and ten.

Basically, these green elves prepared gifts for Charles.

But it was not just him, the tall tree shepherd not far away also received this treatment.

Compared to the short Shire, his body, which was like a big tree, was now full of flowers.

However, looking at its stretched branches, it was not only not difficult, but it was very happy, so that it subconsciously made a series of dull and weird whimpers.

...

"Thank you very much for your help to us, especially to me, Charles. This is my gift and I hope you like it."

The repeated sentence came to my ears again. I looked up and saw that the one who appeared in front of me at this moment was not the other elves, but the once seriously injured male elves.

He was very tall, and according to the measurement rules that Shire was used to measure, he was probably about 1.9 meters tall.

His face is very handsome and looks less than thirty years old, but his light gray eyes are full of vicissitudes of life.

The specific age is not clear, but his grandchildren are still dancing happily at the bonfire.

At this moment, the elf still looked weak when he walked to Shire, but after two days of rest, he was able to move normally.

What he handed to Charles with both hands was a sheathed leather dagger with wooden handles inlaid with sapphires, which was not the same as the garlands of others.

Maybe it's a higher level?

Shire had some speculation and happily took the dagger.

There is no polite traditional Chinese etiquette among the green elves. In addition, the elves are sensitive to their mentality. Generally speaking, whether they are really polite or fake, they can be vaguely sensitive.

So the hypocritical character is obviously not popular here.

After taking it, Charles did not rush to observe carefully, because the other party did not turn around and leave, but instead ordered a nearby elves to bring a wooden stool and sit next to Charles. At the same time, he asked, "Char, I heard that you came here for the sake of traveling?"

"Yes." Shire replied.

"But you are not yet an adult. Why are you going out alone?" The brown-haired elf named Caleb Deer frowned, "Where are your parents?"

"I've been separated since I was a child." Shire "tell the truth."

Because it is indeed strange to walk alone with a minor elf, there is nothing to hide.

"Let's separate..." A hint of surprise flashed in Calebdill's eyes when he heard this, followed by an inexplicable sadness.

Because of their sensitivity, the elves value emotions and are also very cautious about children. For the elves, unless the living environment is stable, they rarely consider giving birth to children.

So it is not difficult to imagine what happened to him when he learned about Charles's life experience.

Even the other female elf sitting near her turned to look at him with sympathy, which made Charles very embarrassed.

"Poor kid, if you want, you can live here with us, and we'll be very welcome."

Kelebdill's words seemed sincere, but Charles shook his head. "Thank you, but I want to find the dwarves. I'm very curious about their forging techniques. But before that, I hope to learn from you about distinguishing the knowledge of plants and magic in the forest, and I hope you can agree."

He was not presumptuous, because he had already made an agreement with the elf couple before that. It was the first time he had said the destination after leaving here.

"I am very happy to impart our knowledge to you, even if you have not saved us." Kelebdill replied without hesitation and then frowned: "It's just... the dwarf's forging techniques are indeed advanced, but those cunning little things are not easy to deal with."

Shire did not respond much to this sentence, because in his opinion, it would not be difficult to deal with even if it was difficult.

There is nothing else, the overall atmosphere of this world is completely different from what he has experienced.

Everything here is still too simple.

However, the other party's next sentence suddenly shook his original idea.

"And your current age is not a reasonable stage for learning forging. The equipment used by dwarves is too heavy, you..." His voice hesitated, as if he was afraid of hitting Charles.

But Calebdill finally spoke his heart.
Chapter completed!