Pokemon phobia

Tai Lun said in a deep voice: "I came to you because this set of armor can no longer completely seal my strength."

The old dwarf raised an eyebrow, while Tyron continued: "More than 200 years ago, I told you that the high elves were chasing me, and I asked you to help me build this armor."

"At that time, I was very sure that I hadn't used my innate magic in the forest of elves, but those high elves still easily locked my whereabouts, so I speculated that they might be able to detect my unintentional overflow of power. I So after getting rid of them, I quickly came to the city of Damenfin, and used the depth of several kilometers here and the isolation of the magic pattern to get rid of them."

"But not long after, Aka became weak and unable to adapt to the underground environment. I had to take him back to the surface as soon as possible, so I designed this armor with you to prevent the leakage of breath. Facts have proved that it is very it works."

Rorov stroked his beard and said, "I know all of this, you told me about it before!"

Tai Lun took a deep breath and said slowly: "I know, I just haven't figured out how to say it."

Rorov scoffed: "Say it directly, I haven't seen you in over 100 years, why are you so verbose?"

"To be honest..." Tai Lun hesitated, and then said briefly, "I want to sneak into the core area of ​​the Elf Forest."

Rorov shook his hand and almost pulled his beard off.He stared in surprise and said, "Oh! Tai Lun, have you finally decided to extend your claws to the World Tree? Okay, I support you. If you succeed, please give me a leaf or a board as a souvenir."

"No, listen to me." Tai Lun sighed, "It's a bit complicated... To put it simply, I fell in love with a high elf, but now he's gone, and I suspect he's returned to the forest of elves..."

"Wait!" Rorov raised his voice, his eyes widened, "You fell in love with the high elves! Do you remember how embarrassing you were when they hunted you down? And 'him'?! You When did you become gay! Last time you told me that you were dumped by a little human girl!"

Tai Lun: "... What's the difference, anyway, no matter male or female, you can't have cubs with me."

"There is no difference between human beings, but the high elves are different." Rorov slapped the table vigorously, "Can't those guys even give birth to hybrids of griffins? That's right, I'm talking about the one from the Sage's Tower. You are an advanced magical creature like him, there is no reason why the high elves can give birth to his cubs but not yours!"

Tai Lun was speechless for a moment, and quickly changed the subject: "This is not the point. I can only rely on this set of armor if I want to enter the forest of elves without being discovered. My power is limited. This also means that my position must also be locked by the high elves—or the world tree, so I have to upgrade it."

"However, shortly after I left here last time, the forest of elves migrated. They moved from the south of Fallo to the northeast, and finally settled on the edge of the Shadowmoon Forest, and your home happens to be between the Shadowmoon Forest and the elves. Sen's underground. This is a very dangerous distance, in order to reduce the probability of being discovered, I can only climb down from the cliff wearing this armor."

After listening to him, Rorov frowned and thought for a moment, then said melancholy: "Hey, forget it, I can't take care of your emotional problems, old guy. But I haven't touched a hammer for a long time... so, I'll take you tomorrow Go to my son and let him help you see how to change it."

After they said this, they tacitly terminated this topic and began to exchange their respective situations over the years.Tyron asked casually: "Have you found a solution to those goblin wanderers over the years?"

"Those bald monkeys!" Rorov said angrily, "Those cunning bald monkeys! Our great Prora ancestor finally drove them to the surface, and now they're back!"

The old dwarf became excited again as he spoke, and slammed the ground with his crutches: "They use all their cleverness to steal and rob! Almost every month our tunnels and castles are destroyed by those bastards in various ways!" After blowing up more than a dozen times, I can't wait to destroy them all..."

When he was halfway through speaking, there was a series of rapid impacts under the floor. It sounded as if someone was stabbing the ceiling with a stick downstairs. The force was so great that the solid stone house was almost trembling.Rorov shut up for a moment, and complained softly with a wrinkled face: "Oh, that woman is really getting more and more fierce."

"Your wife is downstairs?"

"Yes, she cooks in the basement." Rorov glanced at the floor with contemptuous eyes, as if he could really see through the dense material, "Well, this In a moment I guess she's cooked dinner, let's go out."

Tai Lun looked at the back of Rorov walking out talking to himself, and was silent for a moment, then stood up to avoid the low chandelier and followed, deciding not to remind the greedy old dwarf that he couldn't do anything right now. Take off your mask and have dinner with them.

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Carlos squatted on the treetop, looking down calmly at the caravan coming and going below.

Now is the sixth day when he learned that the sage "Aaron" is alive, and he is located in the southern part of the Beram Empire.

It took him a total of twenty days after successfully escaping from the Forest of Elves until he arrived at the remains of the cave where Tyron once lived in the Farlo Warcraft Mountains.After that, it was another period of desperate and aimless search, and another 140 days have passed.

Now he still can't find Tyron, but after confirming the target of "Aaron", he can indirectly learn from his population far away on the battlefield of the extreme northern glacier that there is a [-]% possibility that this is the sage of Tyron whereabouts.

However, it will take some time for the wind to come to him from afar and across such a long distance, and it will take some time to bring news from thousands of miles away. At the time of the "Three Cities in the Northwest of the Berland Empire", this news was already outdated.

In the same way, when he learned from the news brought by the wind today that "Byrne the Sage led Aaron the Sage away from the battlefield", this news was already many days out of date.

So now he's lost Tyron's lead again.

But strangely, as time went on, he was not as eager as he was at the beginning.

When he was imprisoned in the middle of the elf forest, his anxiety was constantly superimposed every moment, and sometimes it even made him a little out of control.But now, after half a year of searching, he gradually calmed down.

He didn't give up searching, even if it would take a year, ten years, or a hundred years to visit every corner of Azera...he would definitely do it.It was as if the innate excellent patience of being a long-lived species gradually awakened during this long period of separation, allowing him to follow in the footsteps of Tyron bit by bit in a planned way.

It doesn't matter, he can start from the imperial capital of the Berland Empire and search outwards round and round, and he can always find Tyron.