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Chapter 384 The Peach Garden of the Gardener Elf (two-in-one, please subscribe!)
Accompanied by a cooing cry from the elf.

She was pulled out of the black tide by Rogge.

The elf was initially a little frightened, but when she saw the familiar face and breath of the person who caught her, her cheeks instantly became puffed up.

"It's you! Big! Bad! Egg!"

"Why did you suddenly catch Iya here! I haven't finished the cake yet. You scared me to death by doing this. It's really annoying!"

Iya angrily flew to Rogge's face and punched him in the face angrily.

Of course, this doesn't have any offensive power.

Rogge didn't agree with this either. He stretched out his index finger and pushed her back slowly, causing her to turn around and face forward: "Stop making trouble and look ahead."

"What are you looking at? Next time you do this again, Iya will beat you to death! Do you hear that? Humph!"

Iya put her hands on her hips and warned fiercely.

Of course, she also looked forward with her peripheral vision to check the direction Rogge was pointing.

"Ugh?"

However, when she saw it, she suddenly froze.

Although her combat ability is not very good, her strength is not weak, and her perception is naturally not bad either.

At this time, Eya could clearly see that on this flower-filled island, there were little fluorescent lights, one after another, small figures flying around holding small lanterns in the air.

The appearance of these little figures is basically the same as her appearance at the beginning.

They...are all garden elves!
A lake full of flowers, this is actually a surviving habitat for garden elves!
"Let's go in and have a look."

Rogge showed a smile, and then slowly flew into the island with a somewhat dazed Eya.

He did not use his mysterious power to hide his figure, so not far after entering the island, a patrolling gardener elf discovered him and Eya.

"Hoo..." Holding a small pink lantern made of flower petals in his hand, the patrolling elf flapped its wings, stretched out its little hand and yawned, feeling quite sleepy.

"what?"

Seeing Eya and Rogge, she immediately became energetic and flew over at a faster speed.

"Huh? Who are you? Why haven't I seen you?" An elf, carrying a petal lantern, flew to Iya and asked curiously: "Who is this big guy next to you? He is so big! I have never seen him before. I’ve never seen such an elf!”

After the elf said this, he curiously circled around Rogge.

Rogge said nothing and shook his head secretly. These little elves living in isolation in the flowery lake looked unprepared.

"My name is Iya, he is the big bad guy, where are you?"

Iya was not afraid of strangers either, so she asked curiously.

"Eya? What a strange name..." Hearing this, the elf couldn't help but smile.

The word "Yiya" is a bit similar to their pronunciation. The name of this group is similar to a dog naming itself "Wang Wang".

However, she didn't pay too much attention to it. Instead, she felt a little strange: "This is a flowery lake. Our home is here..."

She scratched her head, and suddenly she realized with some hindsight: "Oh~ Could it be that you are not a member of our Huanhua Lake tribe?"

At this point, her eyes widened and she was very surprised: "Are you from outside the mist?!"

Iya blinked and said nothing. She was actually brought here directly by Rogge.

"Yes, we came here through the fog." Rogge nodded on behalf of Iya and said.

"Wow! That's awesome! We don't dare to enter the fog easily, it's so dangerous in there..." Hearing this, the lantern elf sighed.

"Uh...wait a minute..." Suddenly, she realized that as a patrol elf at night, she seemed to be supposed to notify others when encountering such a situation...

"Wait a minute, I'm going to find Sister Huahua."

After saying that, she flew away in a hurry.

"Stupid, just like you."

Rogge looked at Iya and laughed.

After hearing this, Iya suddenly became angry again and said loudly: "What are you talking about, you big bad guy, Iya is not stupid, okay! Iya is much smarter than her!"

"Okay, okay, you are the smartest, you are the cleverest elf..."

Roger smiled and shook his head.

Then, he added: "...Now that we have found your tribe, do you feel happy?"

After hearing this, Iya thought for a moment and nodded: "Yeah, Iya feels very happy. There is an aura about them that makes Iya feel friendly."

When Rogge heard this, he smiled and said no more.

Not long after, the patrolling elf arrived with a group of gardener elves who were obviously much more mature and steady.

The leader of the garden elf looked very queenly and looked at Rogge and Eya seriously.

"Who are you? What's the purpose of coming to Flower Lake?"

She should be the "Flower Sister" the patrol elves call her, and she may also be called the patriarch of the garden elves.

"My name is Roger, you can think of me as a traveler."

"Her name is Iya, she is a good friend of mine. We once met on an island outside and traveled together for a long time."

Hearing Rogge call herself a "good friend", Iya couldn't help but puff up her chest and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

Rogge smiled and said: "As for the purpose...no, I just entered this place by mistake while crossing the border fog. I hope you don't misunderstand."

He explained his purpose.

He was not deliberately looking for a flowery lake. After all, he never thought that an existing settlement of garden elves would appear in the border fog.

Therefore, he really didn't have any purpose in coming here. He just saw a gathering of garden elves who were exactly like Iya and wanted to take her to see them.

“Through the border fog?”

Hearing Rogge's very casual words, Sister Huahua was shocked. Then she felt Rogge's aura carefully again and found that he was as mysterious and powerful as a dark abyss.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely powerful person.

If he has bad intentions, I’m afraid no one in Flower Lake can resist him...

Thinking of this, Sister Huahua nodded in silence, and then said: "Since you are travelers, you are more than welcome to take a rest here at Blossom Lake."

"my pleasure."

Roger responded with a smile.

"Okay, okay!" Iya also jumped for joy, not afraid of strangers at all, and asked happily: "What delicious food do you have here?"

When Rogge heard this, his face darkened.

This foodie is really shameful. How could he visit someone else’s property and ask what’s delicious in the first sentence?

Are you here to rest or are you here to escape from famine?

"It's really worthless!"

Rogge reached out his index finger angrily and poked the snacker's cheek.

"You hate it!" Iya immediately stared at him and shouted loudly.

Seeing this, Sister Huahua seemed to be slightly relieved.

As garden elves, they are quite sensitive to emotions. If Rogge in front of her is a bad person, then there is a high probability that Eya will not be so close to him.

"Come on, I'll show you around."

Sister Huahua said.

After that, she led Rogge and Eya to visit the flowery lake.

……

The area of ​​the flower lake is not large.

The island is not even as big as Magrela. However, there are not many garden elves living here.

On the periphery of the island, there are fruit trees planted and cultivated by the garden elves, whether they are apples, bananas, cherries or even more exotic fruit tree types.

And under the branches of each fruit tree, there are green vines hanging down, hanging one after another small wooden cabins, which are the residences of the garden elves and allow them to take more careful care of the fruit trees.

In addition, there are many bee nests flowing with sweet honey, living in harmony with the garden elves.

As for the fruit trees, there are countless blooming flowers on the periphery of the lake in the center of the island.

They come in different shapes, are colorful, and have bright colors, and some of them are poisonous flowers and plants, but the garden elves seem to treat them all equally.

The flowery lake in the center is the source of all beauty.

Below the clean and clear lake, there seems to be a wonderful source, gushing slowly, with some crystal ore particles in it, making the entire lake more beautiful.

However, perhaps because it is too pure, there are no fish living in it...

Most garden elves seem to be born with simple and lively personalities. Their lives are simple but not boring.

This can be seen from the cabins, which are almost all different in shape and decoration.

Every gardener elf will decorate his or her own cabin with care.

Besides that, what Rogge found most interesting was actually the petal lanterns carried by the elves.

The small petal lantern is naturally made of flower petals, with luminous mineral particles from the flowery lake hanging inside. It will emit different lantern lights according to the color of the petals. It is small, delicate and interesting.

Another point worth mentioning is that there are no male elves among the gardener elves.

Or, to be more precise, there is no concept of gender.

This is due to the way the garden elves reproduce...

Rogge's spiritual power covers the entire flowery lake.

At this moment, he happened to witness this wonderful scene.

A gardener elf whose life was about to end came to the bottom of a flower bud under the reluctant eyes of two gardener elves.

Her small body leaned against the root, and then she closed her eyes peacefully.

Not long after, her body turned into dots of green light, which merged into the soil below the flower buds.

With the influx of these lights, the flower buds also swayed gently, seeming to bulge a little more...

"Actually, the bud next to it will also have a chance of giving birth to new life."

Looking in the direction of Rogge's gaze, Sister Huahua slowly flew to Rogge's side.

At this time, Eya was already enjoying the fruits and honey from the flowery lake under the warm hospitality of other elves.

Rogge looked at her.

Sister Huahua's eyes were dim: "But the Flowery Lake is too small after all, and it's difficult for us to leave here..."

There is no doubt that if there are too many elves, there will naturally not be enough soil for them to survive.

When Rogge heard this, he immediately understood her general idea.

"I can take people through the border fog."

Rogge said the question was not difficult for him.

There's something else to worry about.

"Your abilities will also be needed under my rule to provide you with a new habitat."

"However, you should know that things outside are not all beautiful and friendly."

"Beyond the flowery lake, there are many dangers. My place is far from safe. It can even be said to be full of dangers."

Roger said calmly.

He wasn't exaggerating, he was just telling the truth.

The abilities of garden elves are indeed very useful, and if they can live together with humans, they may be able to complement each other.

However, in addition to the fact that each human being has completely different personalities, good and evil, there are indeed hidden dangers under his rule.

Not to mention the distant territory of the polar night stars, the nearby land of the Mother Goddess and the surrounding gods are all potential risks.

Once a war breaks out, the territory of the Kuroshio Secret Society will most likely be affected.

On the other hand, look at the flowery lake.

Although the border fog is shrouded in all directions, with the natural abilities of the garden elves, you can live well here.

Moreover, although the border fog is a restriction, from another perspective, it is also a kind of protection. It is difficult for many creatures to enter here.

But the only drawback is that the garden elves need to limit their number...

"I know, and we don't intend to give up living here." Sister Huahua sighed, then looked back at the young elves on the island: "But they really want to go out and have a look..."

"So...can I ask you a favor?"

After hearing this, Rogge pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly: "In that case, fine."

Hearing this, Sister Huahua smiled in relief: "Thank you very much, Roger."

Rogge shook his head and said it was okay.

Afterwards, he shamelessly enjoyed the unique delicacies of the Flowery Lake here just like Iya.

"I'm full, I'm full~" Iya had a satisfied smile on her face, her belly was bulging, and she felt like she couldn't fly.

"Let's go Big Bad."

She said with satisfaction.

Rogge heard this and smiled: "Why, don't you plan to stay here? These are all of your own race, and I see that you are very happy getting along with them."

Hearing Rogge's words, the elf immediately became vigilant: "What? What do you mean, big bad guy? You want to leave me here alone?"

At this point, she flew into Rogge's hand and tightly hugged Rogge's finger, no matter how much Rogge shook, she couldn't shake it off.

"No! Don't leave Iya here alone! If you dare to run away, Iya will bite you!"

"Lina won't agree to it either!"

"Don't leave Iya here. Iya will behave well from now on and will never call you a bad guy again..."

She seemed really anxious, with tears in her eyes, and a hint of pleading in her threats, which was pitiful.

Rogge laughed dumbly.

It seems that he still thinks too much. Iya has been with them for a long time and has never seen her own people before. Therefore, to her, Rogge and Linna are her relatives, and the Glynn is hers. s home.

The gardener elf in the flowery lake just made her feel friendly, nothing more.

Seeing this situation, although Rogge had no such idea at all and was just joking, he still felt as if he had done something bad and felt very guilty.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, how could I leave you here..."

"Don't believe it! Swear!"

"Okay, okay, swear, swear..."

"That's good... Wuwu..." Upon seeing this, the elf turned around and stretched out his little hand to secretly wipe away his tears.

"Oops..." Rogge felt very guilty at this time. Some jokes really shouldn't be made casually: "Don't cry, don't cry. I'll make you some delicious food later, okay?"

"Nonsense! I'm not crying!" The elf glared at him with red eyes, and then hummed: "...I want to eat osmanthus cake! There are also strawberry cakes and honey cakes!"

"Okay, okay, eat, eat, eat..." Rogge stretched out his finger and touched her little head, dumbfounded.

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