The Dog Rider is the Demon King

"Patriarch, look at this..."

The patriarch of the elves, Sas, stood on the branch of the mother elf tree, and beside him stood an elf who looked very much like Bacon, looking at Sas anxiously.

"Don't worry, that little prince just thinks that something is wrong with us, and doesn't know what we want to do. Even if the elves are in a big crisis now, we can't just find a side to take refuge in, at least we have to judge whether it is worthwhile, can we Let our people have a better life." Seth stared at the leaves in front of him, on which Brent and the others could be seen, and there was even Clika lying on his back on the grass.

"But we..."

"Bailey, even if we have to humbly beg for help now, we must at least maintain the backbone of the elves." Seth was still staring at the leaves in front of him, trying to see the subtle expression on Brent's face from a leaf.

However, just behind the trunk not far behind them, a figure quietly left the branches of the elf mother tree.Under the tree, Wen Yi pulled Mo Lila and crawled away along the narrow gap under the bushes. When they came to a wider place, Wen Yi immediately surrounded the two of them with vines to block them tightly. He stood up and patted the dead leaves and dirt on his body.By the way, pull Molila up from the ground and help her dust off her body.

"Sure enough, I guessed right, these elves are watching us." Wen Yi leaned on the thick wooden vines around her, with a half-smile expression on her face, looking a little scary.

"How do you know honey?"

"On the way back, we chatted with those elves, and I found that they knew a lot of things outside of the elf forest. It stands to reason that the elves, a race that will not leave the elf forest, should have no news. But no matter what, they will not be wise in the end. He knew everything in all directions, which made me suspicious."

"But how can they do all this?" Molila looked at Wen Yi suspiciously.

Tossing her long hair, Wen Yi took a deep breath: "Phew—the mother elf tree, all because of the mother elf tree. The elf named Luke said before that elves grow on the mother elf tree. When born in the fruit of the tree, a leaf will be left on the tree, and that leaf is the medium between the elves and the mother tree, right?"

"so what?"

"Ms. Fitty taught us the method of monitoring with wood attribute magic. Monitoring must require two points, the receiving point and the transmitting point, and the rest may require one or several transfer points depending on the situation. But if there is only one piece of wood on the mother elf tree Leaves, which are obviously abnormal, so there must be a point of emission. Probably something that elves always have on their bodies that never leaves their bodies anyway, such as the leaf decorations that appear in their hair."

"Just those inconspicuous decorations? Could it be..."

"No, because you saw the result too. The result is that we actually saw SARS spying on us, although we also watched them through the leaves, just like them. They won't count the full There is suddenly an extra emissive point inside the receptive point of the tree, because there are too many leaves on the tree even if the leaves are sparse. So... why don't you believe it? Or do you have any reason to convince me... let me give up my opinion "Wen Yi plucked a leaf from the vine she transformed, then tore him up and threw him on the ground.

"No, I can't." Mollyla saw Wen Yi's gesture clearly expressing that her mood was on the verge of breaking out, and she couldn't raise any objections.

At the same time, Brent also made similar inferences to Ron, and the evidence came from Lidal who disappeared from the tree whispering in his ear.

Of course, he only had time to make some brief descriptions, and it was time for the evening welcome party.

The welcome party is in the open space in front of the elf mother tree. The elves don't have human-sized chairs and tables, so they put the fruits and vegetables on a large straw mat, and then sit on the mat sporadically. The stars are lit with lamps of unknown material.

Seth stood in front of the mother elf tree with a very serious expression on his face.

"Huh? Where did they put such a big straw mat?" Kleika and Star, who came from another direction, walked over. Kleika saw the huge straw mat on the ground at a glance, and then expressed his opinion.

"Shut up, don't make me say it again." Star whispered.

Clara shut her mouth obediently.

"Okay, my elves, all stand up to welcome our distinguished guests, His Royal Highness Prince Brent, and his friends." Sath flew up, the small silver wine glass in his hand was raised high, and his face swayed. Create a smirk that can be measured at a normalized angle with a measuring tool such as a vernier caliper.

"Thank you very much." Brent bowed, and everyone standing behind him also saluted.

It has to be mentioned that the atmosphere of the banquet itself was good, although there were two people who were vain and vain but couldn't say anything useful. They were talking non-stop. That's right, they were Brent and Sass.

Finally, Brent couldn't bear this kind of hypocritical diplomatic rhetoric, so he pleaded guilty and left the huge straw mattress.Ron hurried to catch up. The forest was dark at night, and he was worried about Brent's safety.

"Are you... are you okay?" Ron squeezed Brent's shoulder and asked him worriedly.

Brent didn't speak, but punched a nearby tree trunk.The leafy canopy shuddered, and some leaves fell from it and landed on Brent's shoulders.

Ron stood behind Brent and followed Brent wandering in the forest.Brent was scurrying through the trees like a spring bull, and Ron felt he could see the smoke billowing behind Brent.

Finally Brent felt himself calm down and stood under a tree looking up at the sky.Ron touched a few broken hairs on Brent's forehead: "Want to sit up for a while?"

Brent nodded, and Ron skillfully carried him up a thick and tall tree and sat on a branch, just like the night in Willow Town.Brent habitually placed a barrier at random to prevent the sound from inside, but not the sound from outside.The sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves, the rustling of insects, the shrill and melodious howling of night owls, and the sound of water splashing against stones...everything is so beautiful.

"Ron, that's how we sat in the trees in Vero and looked at the stars, reminiscing about our wonderful past. You also picked a luminous rose on my chest, it was really beautiful. But now, I'm so tired, I just want to sleep." Brent leaned on Ron, closing his eyes gently, "It used to be so beautiful, I really don't want to grow up anymore, growing up is so tiring, I thought elves The Clan is a very simple race. This task will be completed very easily, but the difficulty is much more difficult than me dealing with the old man and the old foxes. Of course I also know that they don't want to play with me at all. Really. Luo Well, I just realized now that I am far more incompetent than I imagined. All the complacency before I set off is now like a joke, laughing at me non-stop, oh my god, including the previous encounter with the howling wolf, Why can't I plan a little more perfectly, and I won't encounter anything, so that it won't affect my current mood."

"No, no, no, how could it be, you are the best person I have ever met." Ron quickly expressed his heart, "No one can predict all emergencies in advance, let alone no one will think that you No progress is a bad thing, that is the patriarch of the elves, and you are only 15 years old, so you don't have to blame yourself."

"Ron, you don't need to comfort me. I know very well that encountering the Howling Moon Demon Wolf is an inevitable event. It's just that I have a fluke mentality in order to shorten the distance. I think we will pass there two days before the full moon, or the Xiaoyue Demon Wolf will pass there two days before the full moon. The Moon Demon Wolves have such a wide range of activities, we will not meet them by such a coincidence. Ron, you can't imagine that I spent such a long hour with Sass just now, and made no progress. He was just doing Tai Chi , talking about some messy things. I am very angry, but I can only let the anger drown me, and I still have to maintain a decent smirk on my face. I think if I can be stronger, I will I can do whatever I want, at least I can be tougher when negotiating, instead of being like this... I have to test the bottom line of the other party, and then smile and laugh until I feel bored and irritable, and there is no Nothing."

Ron was startled by Brent's suddenly raised voice, he hugged him quickly, buried his head on Brent's neck, and kissed him gently: "Calm down, calm down, my dear Brent. Calm down, Brent, where is your usual calmness? Do you want to prove your determination to the old king? Remember, I said, and you said, no matter what happens, I will stand by your side and accompany you , but if you fall...what shall I do?"

"You can find another person who is more capable than me, and there are still people who are better than me. You won't be so incompetent that you will hold your breath and put on a smiling face to pretend to be a snake with an old man who has lived for hundreds of years. "

"No, I just want you. In my heart, there will be no one better than you, and who else can be better than you?" Ron's deep voice will hit Brent's skin in the hot air

There was a rustling sound from the bushes in the distance, Brent immediately sat up straight vigilantly, carefully identified the position, then jumped down silently, and groped towards the direction of the sound.

Knowing that Brent had escaped from that kind of hypocritical grief, Ron felt relieved and somewhat helpless. He shook his head lightly and hurriedly followed.

"Ron, I think our negotiation will make a big progress soon. I trust my instinct." Brent's wolf-like eyes lit up with a sly gleam, and the corner of his mouth curled up. With a subtle arc, he revealed a very confident smirk.

Although Ron didn't know how Brent's irritability and sadness went so fast, but Ron felt that as long as Brent could keep like this, what's wrong?

The author has something to say:

Well, that's it. I have to say that this horrific conspiracy is about to be unveiled. Anyway... I won't spoil it for now.

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