Song of Blood and Wine

For a long time in the drought, when there is rain, George took the first sip of water, and he knew how happy it was.

In the uninhabited desert for so long, how many times have passed by Death God, how many times have been exposed to the sun to torn skin and gaping flesh, how many times have thought about giving up, and in the end, when When the water in the kettle passed through his throat, through his esophagus, and finally spread to the limbs, he finally felt that his persistence for many days was rewarded.

George didn’t feel completely satisfied until he drank all the kettles on the saddles of the two elf horses. He touched the head of the elf horse, then took out a stack of hay from the other pocket of the saddle to feed them.

After doing all this, George turned his head and looked at his “spoils of war”-the elf hunters.

“This lovely lady, I am very grateful for the drinking water you provided, so I would like to ask, how can I repay you?”

“It’s better to let it go first I’m down, you goddamn vampire mage!”

“As you wish.” George leaned slightly and untied the worm tendon tied to another tree. As the worm tendon loosened, Several elf hunters who had originally hung from a tree stood firmly on the ground after flying a circle in the air.

Take arrows, bend the bow, aim, in one go, the elf hunters’ bows and arrows once again aimed at George, but this time, George kept smiling and bent over, facing them Bow and arrow.

He is betting on whether this group of little girls are completely hostile to him, or there is a hint of the probability of establishing a peaceful relationship.

Fortunately, he won the bet.

Lova’s heart is very contradictory. If it is normal, she is confident that she can hit any attacking enemy within 100 meters with the short bow in her hand. If the long bow is changed, even if It is a farther distance, and she can achieve perfect shots. But at this moment, she hesitated.

It is certain that the opponent is a vampire, a Tier 3 arm of the death camp, with an average battle strength of Tier 3 advanced, good at stealth, flying, melee combat, and bloodsucking, and she and her elf hunter, Rank 2 units that belong only to the natural camp, although many people, but the average battle strength is only Rank 2 intermediate, even with Luowa’s skill, at most they can only be rated as Rank 2 high.

Individual abilities and collective battle strength were unilaterally and comprehensively crushed by the opponent, which made Rova have to reconsider the rationality of fighting with George. Moreover, since the opponent does not seem to have any hostility, and is constantly showing good, if the opponent is ready to attack, regardless of the difference in battle strength, even if she can win the victory, she will also lose the basic dignity of being a fighter.

Thinking of this, Rova unwillingly put down her bow-raising hand, and put the bow and arrow back into the quiver. She motioned for the elf hunter under her to temporarily put away the bow and arrow, and then leaned forward slightly toward George to give a salute. Then, Lova took the lead: “Excuse me, Master Vampire, what are you doing when you come to our country of the elves-the border of Aranon? As far as I know, the death camp’s Nicholas the Great and Goudus Spirit King Irwin of our natural camp has signed a non-aggression agreement during World War I, and it is still within the effective period of the agreement.”

Although George can’t fully understand what the little girl on the other side says. This kind of noun, but since the other party is willing to speak, it means that he can rely on words instead of fists to communicate.

“Beautiful lady…Um…Ms. Elf, I think I have to introduce myself before answering your question. I am a…um…half Blood Race. I am human and Blood Race. , Which is the descendant of vampire, my father is a human, and my mother is a Blood Race. I don’t live on blood, and I have my own name. You can call me George. I come from a…um… Very far away, I passed a Transmission Gate and then strayed into the desert behind me. After a lot of hard work, I finally arrived here, but unfortunately, I have never heard of the Spirit King or Spirit King in your mouth. Emperor Nicholas.”

“You lied!”