Violet and the Thorn Bird

The so-called elf residence is not far away. When Cal walked, the elves were singing in the morning, and they stayed up all night.Cal waited until the singing stopped before approaching. Amidst the crowds, Devi was stroking a farewell deer.

"Hello." Devi's blue eyes are different from Borg's. Her color is lighter. When looking at people, there will be a feeling of misty mountains. She nodded to Gal.

"Praise for your kindness." Gal bent down and took Daiwei's fingertips, but did not kiss, "You have been busy all night for the Ratman."

"It's easy." Dai Wei and Gal strolled under the tree, "Little Gray ran all night in the underground city, and the dwarves worked even harder. Are you here to see the Ratman?"

"Yes," Gal said, "here are my friends."

Dewei's surprise was revealed in her eyes, she politely did not ask, but smiled and said, "Thank you for your bravery yesterday."

"That's Borg's credit," Gall said. "Hopefully I didn't make it worse."

"You blocked the wing python." Devi didn't ask Borg, she looked up at the sunlight leaking from the branches and leaves, her blonde hair slid down her fair shoulders, "Leaving time for the rear, and we came too late."

Gall felt she was waiting for something, but Borg seemed to know who he would meet when he came here, so he didn't come.

"Are you from the north, too?" Devi asked.

"Yes, from the north." Gal stayed by her side, and there seemed to be a looming stream of water floating in the air, making people refreshed and comfortable.He was very curious about this woman whose name was closely related to Xia Ge, but it was obviously rude to look at her, but from a few glances from the front, it was certain that Borg looked very similar to her.

"That's a good place." Devi smiled. "It's just too cold...Elves rarely go there. Is little Heloise still in good spirits? The last time we met, she was a little girl."

"The Valkyrie is very good, and Ice Lake City is safe under her governance. She is very beautiful, surrounded by spears and daffodils, and she is also very loved." Gall replied.

"She is an upright and kind girl." Dai Wei saw Belle on Gal's shoulder, "Naughty cub, its aura is different from the ordinary snotbeast, it has the aura of Vulcan Angel."

"A little accident, this gluttonous little guy ate a lot of special things." Gal raised his hand and scratched Belle's ear, "It's always hungry, can all the snot beasts you've seen eat like this? "

"I would like to answer your question." Devi said, "but unfortunately I have never seen them, only from books. I have never left the forest, and there are no slugs here." She seemed to read Understanding Gal's expression, he blinked playfully, "I'm already three hundred years old."

"You still look like a young girl." Gall sighed, "The elves are truly a magical race, their beauty surpasses everything else, but it's a pity that human life is always short."

"That may be the gift of the gods." Devi said, "Too long life will make the heart dull, and the elves will also envy the haste of humans."

The two chatted about some irrelevant trifles one after another. Gal noticed that Devi was always looking for a topic. She was a little clumsy in this aspect. She wanted to get news about Borg through Gal, even if it was just a little bit.

Finally, when Gal was about to leave, Devi asked softly, "Maybe I'm being abrupt, are you Borg's partner?"

The question made Gal pause for a few seconds.

Because he has never formally courted Borg, but seriously, when he mentions the word "partner" now, he can only think of Borg, and they have a very good understanding in many places.

"I think." Gal said, "Yes, we should be able to be regarded as partners. I always remind myself not to be easily captured by him, but my body and mind often don't listen to my deployment. They like him, including his evil intentions. Love is a dangerous thing for me, but Borg is more dangerous than that, he's taking me a little off course, but I'm pretty sure I do like this bastard. Do you want me to bring you something?"

"...Thank you." Dai Wei's gaze became more gentle, "I wish you all the best."

Gal said goodbye to her.

Dude drank a little of the medicine, and the elf watched him eagerly, avoiding his own ugly face.

"Are you feeling better?" The elf held his claws, where they were wrapped in balls.

The elf was clearly a newcomer to the healer's trade, and was careful with her patient, not to miss his expression.But this was too difficult for Dude. He had been crawling underground for too long, and being watched by such a glorious race made him feel tormented. He felt a little inferior to the elves.

"Thank you." Dude drew back his sharp claws. "I'm fine...thank you...you can do something else...or take care of others, I feel good."

"But your legs are seriously injured." The elf blinked her green eyes and said sadly, "It needs my blessing, please allow me to sing here for a while. Am I out of tune?"

"No, good." Dude looked down at his bent legs. "It's really good. The pain can make me remember the humiliation. I need pain now...it can make me live longer."

"But it can't be done." The elf said innocently. "It will really hurt, and it will make you unable to go to the ground on rainy days. Winter in the wilderness is very cold, and you need legs that can run."

Dude raised his head, glanced at her quickly and then lowered his head, "Do you think we can go home?"

"Of course, you will go home." The elf sat on the opposite bed, shaking his calf. "I hope you can go home. Leaving home is also a painful thing. Missing always tortures the mind. The food here will also make you feel uncomfortable. Are you used to it? That’s it. I used to go to St. Forth’s college to study, and I always felt that the food there was unpalatable, the air was too turbid, and it was crowded everywhere.” The elf frowned, “There are also giants there. Descendants, they are too rude and unfriendly to other races. Have you ever seen the descendants of giants? They are tall and strong, but they are very clumsy."

"No." Dude stared at his toes, "There are no giants in the wilderness."

"Then have you ever seen snake people?" the elf asked curiously, "I heard they are very beautiful."

"...Yes." Dude said, "They are beautiful... like red roses in the wilderness, sharp and beautiful." Then he continued mockingly, "It's a pity that they have had their fangs pulled out, like pigs At the mercy of others."

"We will also be afraid." The elf raised his hand to caress Dude's knee, and there was a warm feeling there immediately, "The greed of the Greens is as insatiable as the mouth of the void."

Dude was bent over and silent when Gal walked in, the potion made him a little drowsy, but the moment Gall stepped in, there was a kind of madness in his eyes.

"I hope I didn't disturb the two of you." Gal sat down opposite and said to the elf, "My kind lady certainly doesn't mind if I have a few words with my friend, I don't think I will take up too much time."

"As you wish." The elf jumped to the ground, she let go of Dude's sharp claws, and ordered, "But sir, you can only stay for a while, my treatment is not over yet."

"I'll keep an eye out," Gal said. "Thanks."

After the elf left, Dude lowered his head, trying to lie down on the ground with trembling hands.

"The Ratman and I are old friends," Gal said. "Old friends don't need to bow down. Time is limited, friend, we can talk about other things."

"Your Majesty." Dude didn't dare to look up at Gal's face, he tried to shrink his body, "I will answer you all."

"Call me Gal." Gal pushed Belle away with his fingers, and the cub pressed Dude's condition report, "There is no 'Your Majesty' here. I want to know how many Ratmen have been smuggled by the Greens."

"How dare I call you by your first name." Dude whispered, "As you can see, there are [-] ratmen here. In the eastern grassland, new ratmen will be added every two months. Imprisoned underground, they come periodically to replace the sick and old in the excavation team. I can't know the exact number, because I have been away from the Eastern Meadow for half a year."

Half a year, which shows that Roseanne's work has been carried out secretly for a long time.So it's just dug here, is there another way?

As Gal thought about it, Dude understood, "We have been living underground for half a year. Only the overseer and the guardian wizard know where we are leading. They didn't tell us any location, they just designated the location for us to go to the ground day and night. The gunpowder is under the supervision of the supervisor, but we have obtained some residual products from the exchange of hands, and we have been waiting for the opportunity." He said here and remained silent for a while, "We died a lot of people... We are waiting for Mr. Xiao En , but he didn't show up. Your presence... makes me grateful."

The motive is still unknown, Roseanne's caution is beyond imagination, and she is also tight-lipped about the "tool", but this also confirms the importance of this underground passage.

"Sean is weaving a net inside the kingdom, and the sad news of the snake man has left him with no time to clone himself. I'm afraid the news of the reduction of the rat man has not reached his ears." Gal finished reading the disease report, "I will stay here for a while, you guys There will be some recovery in the blessing of the elves, but not long, for the wild is calling its sons. When the time comes, I will remind you to leave."

"Go home..." Dudre raised his head excitedly, but he quickly said in a daze, "Should we just leave like this... We can follow you, and the ratmen can fight."

"Listen, friend." Gal looked at him. "Wars don't just rely on force. Sometimes you just need to use your brain to break down. Going home is what the Ratmen need to do most right now. You need to recuperate. Winter is here."

"But you're alone," said Dude. "There are thousands of enemies here."

"No." Gal laughed, "The eyes of the abyss are everywhere."

"At least let me be by your side." Dude stood up, supported the edge of the bed, looked at Gal and said eagerly, "My teeth and claws will recover in a few days, and I won't be your burden. Please, let me stay by your side, I will not forget what happened to us, I want to see them being punished equally with my own eyes! I lost my family, and going back to the wilderness can no longer heal my heart, the only thing that supports me Revenge is left. Please... Your Majesty!"

"When hatred blinds your eyes, danger lurks not far away." Gal stared at him, and the demon king stared at him with cold eyes, "You are their newly elected leader, you are no longer 'me', you have to 'We' are in charge. Go home, there are thousands of skaven behind to protect, your battles are in your own land. The Greens are defiled the wilderness."

Dude trembled under this gaze, he couldn't resist, he couldn't even refute.Strong deterrence squeezed the air, and he was about to kneel down.

"Don't be self-willed friends." Gall regained his relief. He stood up and patted Dude on the shoulder. "You don't want the ratmen to come here, so you have to go back and cut off the way of the Greens. They really It’s too arrogant, the Ratman should teach them a lesson. Sean can’t go back, but Ino is still in the abyss, and the dragon will help the Ratman. I’m waiting for good news at the front.”

"...I will follow your order..." Dude lowered his voice, "...May I live up to your expectations."

When Gal was about to go out, Dude suddenly took two steps after him.Standing in the cramped, cluttered utility room, the little ratman said to Gal, "...are you looking for something lost?"

Gal looked back.

Dude swallowed his saliva, not daring to look straight again, "I saw your horns in the Eastern Land. They were polished and inlaid by the Greens and became accessories on the dagger of the 'Master'...maybe they have left the grassland. "

"Master." Gal bit the two words lightly.

Du De felt that the pressure in the room was getting heavier, and the suppressed anger of the Demon King was rolling.

"Yes... yes." Dude said with difficulty, "...one who can order Green."

Gall kicked the stone away, his displeasure almost written all over his face.Borg poured a glass of wine by the open window and watched him go up the steps.

"What did the rat man say?" Borg took a sip of his wine, "It made my partner unhappy."

"The whole Green makes me very unhappy!" Gal looked up, "Does Roseanne have a brother?"

"Nothing," said Borg, "except her father's illegitimate child."

"That's true?" Gal commented again, "A corrupt life! Can't they show their partners a little respect?"

"As far as I know." Borg said, "Rosanna has only one brother, Randolph. When she inherited the Green family, she did have many brothers of unknown origin, but they all disappeared in the end, and there was only one winner. You care about her private life?"

"No." Gal pushed open the door, "I got some news. Have you heard of 'Master'?"

"Huh—?" Borg parted the beef with a knife and fork, and handed it to Gal.

"Master." Cal read slowly.

"I'm here," Borg said. "Is this the new way of flirting?"

"I mean, Green also has a 'master'." Gal forked the meat into his mouth.

"'Also'." Borg drank his drink and leaned against the table. "You never called me that."

"Can I punch you, right now." Gal swallowed, "I punch you, you can fly Borg. We don't have a house here, and you have to pay the dwarves, don't try to deduct from my commission! No, I should fucking be talking about the master of the Greens. The new news is that they have another master, and maybe Roseanne's master."

"This question is a bit difficult." Borg said, "Rosanna's desire to control exceeds her father, and she will not let herself have a 'master'."

"So it's more complicated," Gall said, "Skaven don't lie, and I heard they put my horns on daggers. Daggers, daggers, you know Borg! Why isn't he on his ass? Damn guy! I'm really angry, that's my horn, although it didn't work before, but it's mine, me, the Abyss Demon King's!"

"Yes, yours." Borg raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and casually blocked Gal's mouth, then turned his head to watch Fanny approach, "What happened? The dwarves seem to be commotioning."

"Big news." Fanny stood at the bottom and pointed to the rear, "The wings of the demon king are gone."

"Hmm." Gal's tail flapped again, "This is really regrettable and surprising news!"

As he spoke, he scratched his tail behind his back.

The nasty tail!It always goes to Borg when it gets excited!

The author has something to say: Ratman: The face still retains the characteristics of a rat, with a slightly pointed mouth, whiskers and ears.The sharp claws have become longer for digging and tearing.But the tail is shortened by half, allowing them to run and escape faster in wilderness survival.The feet have the characteristics of human toes, but the nails are sharp, the soles of the feet are too large, and I don't like wearing shoes.It has poor jumping ability, has a long period of activities underground, and doesn't like to bask in the sun.

Snake Man: The upper body is no different from human beings, but the lower body retains the snake tail.Most of them have straight hair and white skin, snake eyes, good at swimming, but hate potholes on the ground.Likes to bask in the sun, not too enthusiastic, loves the forest, very, very despises the banshee, because they always sing all night on the farewell cliff, making it difficult for the snake to sleep, and always deliberately seduce the young snake Brother...and Miss Sister.

Descendants of giants: The shrunken version of giants, generally between three and four meters tall, despise dwarves and elves, and think that short people have no fighting power and right to speak.Although belligerent and rude, they rarely invade other people's territory, because they believe that the living environment of shorties is very spicy. (Slogan: Us! ​​Best! Coolest! Tallest! Shorties, tsk——

Banshee: A special race of Farewell Cliff, who likes to sing, even more so than elves.Songs can confuse other races and make them get whatever they want.Extremely knowledgeable about forests and very fond of plants.Hair is thick and long, but hates dancing because of poor coordination.Shaw is my favorite!kindness!big!people!La!The most hated dragon!

Evil Dragon: The name is Ino, the only dragon in the world, a cool, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong kid, a kid who is 30 meters high and can breathe fire.Likes shiny and boiled eggs most, and dreams of getting an apron that fits.

——"The Encyclopedia of Thorn Birds and Races" by Gall.