I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

A tall, slender figure moved through the dim underground space.

Although she was wearing a hood, she was still nimble and her movements were not clumsy at all.

From the beginning, Xiling felt like she was going around in circles.

If little Bella hadn't come out from time to time to identify the smell, he might have lost his way in the maze-like dungeon.

I glanced back at the area I had walked through, and saw that it was all man-made, without a single trace of greenery.

This made Xiling, a druid who was close to nature, feel a little suffocated.

No, we can't rest here.

Lian is still too young, and I promised my mother that I would not let Lian face danger alone.

If only I had learned more ranger tracking skills from my mother before.

……

Xiling's mother is an elf ranger. When Xiling was very young, her mother took her to live in a small wooden house far away from the city.

Every time Xiling asked her mother who their father was.

Her mother always told her that he was a powerful and kind human being; he would travel around the world to protect helpless lives.

Because there are so many people who need their father's protection and help, the busy father can only spare a little time at night to quietly come back to see the sleeping Xiling and Lian.

When she was a child, Xiling didn't know how to distinguish between truth and fairy tales.

Many times, the sleepy little head could not hold on any longer, and he did not wait for his father to come back quietly to see him.

As a ranger, Xiling's mother not only hunts wild beasts as usual, but also helps the surrounding villages with tasks that require combat and reconnaissance.

Once, Xiling saw a group of humans and halflings gathered behind her mother, dragging a huge black bear together.

They said it was the mother who killed the mad beast and protected the entire village.

At that time, my mother was holding a spear and a bow and arrow. The sunlight shone through the treetops onto her hair, making her as beautiful as a god.

When she was a little older, Xiling began to learn survival skills in the forest from her mother.

This half-elf has been very slender since she was young. Her agile figure often travels through the woods, collecting wild fruits from the treetops and small flowers by the roots.

Sometimes, I would follow the tracks of wild animals, quietly creep towards their nests, and suddenly pop my head out, scaring the little ones in the nests to squeak.

When Xiling was ten years old, she discovered that her mother's originally flat belly began to bulge and grew larger day by day.

Her mother told Xiling that she would have a younger sister, or a younger brother.

The little half-elf was very happy, as it meant she would have another playmate to accompany her to the woodlands.

I can still remember the day Lian was born. My frail mother held me and Lian together and whispered to her:

"Xi Ling, from now on, you are my elder sister.

The elder sister will protect the younger sister and will not let her face danger alone."

I won't leave Leanne alone, Mother.

Xiling carried her spear and staff and continued running forward along the stone wall.

After running for an unknown amount of time, the half-elf's keen hearing detected something strange on the left wall.

She chanted the spell quickly, and a layer of "bark" that glowed with light green fluorescence was put on her body. This was the second-ring druid spell [Tree Skin].

Then, Xiling pointed the spear at the wall that had begun to creak, pressed the spear head down, and slowly gathered strength in her hands.

In less than a few breaths, the wall seemed to be melted by something, turning into muddy water the same color as the white stone, flowing on the ground in an instant, scaring Xiling so much that she quickly took two steps back.

Immediately afterwards, two figures were washed out by the mud and water, and stopped just in front of Xiling's spear stick.

A familiar human was pressing down on a poor male elf in an extremely indecent manner.

"Evan..."

What are you doing!"

……

Alvin is now extremely grateful that it was the calm Xiling who saw his embarrassing situation, rather than the gossipy girl who loved to spread rumors.

He climbed up from the male elf and jumped in front of Xiling happily.

"Hey, Miss Xiling, I finally got out of that damn place."

"You should clean off the dirt on your body first."

"Ahem, that little druid, can't you first pull me out of this disgusting mud puddle?"

Ivan pulled up his dog-licking friend, and the two of them shook their limbs vigorously to shake off the remaining liquid on their bodies.

The two of them were quickly tidying up their instruments, and the puddle of mud on the ground quickly solidified into a solid under Xiling's surprised gaze.

"Isn't it cool? This is a new spell I just learned, called..."

"[Fossils turn to mud], not everyone is as ignorant as you."

Miss 180 resumed her normal demeanor and rudely interrupted Ivan's show-off.

"You actually have a talent for arcane spellcasting."

"Is it strange? In the Misdren era, weren't there a lot of elves who could cast fireballs with their left hand and perform healing spells with their right hand..."

"and who are you?"

Without giving the elf any good look at all, Xiling also interrupted the speech of the bootlicker researcher.

In her opinion, anyone who would roll in the mud with Alvin and be "willingly" pressed under him must not be a good person.

"Ah! Good afternoon... Good morning... What time is it now...

Whatever, good day, beautiful half-elf lady.

Leia Verin sends her greetings from the Fourth Research Laboratory of the Elven Courtyard.

"Aren't you treating me a little too differently?

I just asked you what your name was, why didn’t you tell me?

And, take your hand back!"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak (jealous bag)!"

"Hey! Little Bella, you're not lost.

Come on, here, I'll give you some teething cookies made by the short winter melon Liane...

Eh? Xiling, wait a minute..."

After a chaotic fight, the three men and the rat gathered together and recounted their experiences during this period.

"So you want to go to the dungeon to rescue people?"

Leia, the elf licking researcher who finally had a name, was biting a piece of dried meat contributed by Xiling. He was really starving after being sealed in the wall for the past few days.

"Yes, Leia, do you know how to get there?"

“That’s simple, but that’s not the point.

You just said you met Speaker Elias at the entrance of the dungeon?"

"Yes, what's the problem?"

"This means that Lati has failed..."

Leia, who had been a bootlicker for half her life, swallowed the food, took a few gulps of water, and returned the water bag to Ivan.

"Little Druid, although it is pleasant to get along with you,

But I think we need to separate for a while. Follow this direction and use your [Turn Fossil into Mud] spell to continuously create a straight line, and you will reach the dungeon area."

After saying that, he stood up and sorted out his small pocket, which was full of arcane spellcasting materials.

"Where are you going?"

Although he had only known him for less than half a day, Alvin didn't think this seemingly neurotic elf was annoying.

Leia smiled and said casually:

"As a man, there are some things I have to do for my goddess."