Chapter 1265 (2/2)

Ilminster launched the super magic skills, even level 8 teleportation can not cast a spell. In a blink of an eye, he took two horses and luggage to the small town called ten towns in the ice wind valley.

Anyway, it must be a rest tonight. It doesn't matter to waste two magic positions.

The mage seemed to be very familiar with this place. He quickly found trist's home on his horse. The dark elf lived alone in the woods outside the town. His former comrades would visit him occasionally.

Bingfeng Valley basically does not produce grain. It is freezing all the year round. In a short period of several months, only one wave of potato like plants can be planted, which is the staple food of a year.

Now that the farming season is over, we all depend on hunting for a living, even the legendary Ranger is no exception.

When he saw trist, he was crouching behind his cabin, wheezing and puffing, handling the corpse of a deer, while his magic pet, the black leopard Guan Hai, was staring at the bright red frozen meat and licking the cat's mouth for dinner.

Trist is almost 140 years old. To the dark elves, he is both a young man and a long-lived man.

He is young because drow can live to be 800 to 1000 years old, and the dark elves are also elves, born and bred.

He lived a long life because he was a drow. Ordinary dark elves usually died of family wars, assassinations of relatives, sacrifice of goddesses, and underground biological attacks before they were 30 years old.

Standing five feet four inches tall and weighing 130 pounds (58 kilograms), he was taller and stronger than the average dark elf, with long white hair and lavender eyes, wearing a green cape with a leather collar and black boots, which were covered with snow.

”Hey, my old friend, look over here. Are you already preparing our lunch?” Ilminster waved on the horse's back and said hello to trist.

Trist took a look at this side, turned his head back, and continued to patiently cut the deer's body with his dagger.

”Welcome.”

The voice of the answer was too low, almost obscured by the sound of snowflakes and horse's hoofs falling, but Su Ming saw his mouth shape.

He cut off a deer's front leg and handed it to the cat. Then he stood up to welcome them into his hut, which was much warmer.

The bear's fur served as a carpet, and the flaming wood in the fireplace was spurting sparks, and the room looked very bright with oil lamps on.

It's not like the home of the dark elves, it's like the home of an ordinary human hunter.

Trist cut some of the venison back to the house, put them on the grill on the fireplace, and then sat down at the table with Ilminster and suming, wide eyed and silent.

It's not that he didn't entertain the guests. He took off his wine bag and put it on the table. That's hospitality.

Maybe only if elmminster talks more, he likes to communicate with people. But now there is Su Ming, a stranger, who remains vigilant.

Trist had a good relationship with four of the seven northern sisters, and two of them were Ilminster's adopted daughters, so they were close.

But his cautious character made him wait for the old master to speak first.

Naturally, the mage knew what was going on. After introducing the death knell, he talked about his plan. He needed the Ranger to take two people to the dark area and find a powerful Dark Elf family to join in, so as to implement the plan.

Trist didn't think too much about it. He was always willing to help his friends and quickly nodded his head.

However, he said that although he was regarded as a traitor in the dark area, he did not worry about being recognized with a little disguise, and his martial arts skills could at least blend into the position of martial arts chief in any family.

However, irminster and the death knell, obviously, are not able to move in the underground world.

Human beings are trading chips and food reserves in the underground, almost like livestock.

”It's easy to do. I can maintain human transfiguration for a long time. The dark elves are also humanoid creatures, so I can transform.” Ilminster turned to look at the death knellSu Ming looked at trist, and then the strangulation began to wriggle and change his face, and soon became another strange dark elf, and darker than trist.

”I can do the same.”

”I thought you were a warrior... Are you sure you are human? It's not a freak or something like that Ilminster walked around suming twice, and took up the long silver hair of strangulation and smelled it. His face was strange.

Su Ming changed back and took out all kinds of food and drink from his pocket. They were all good things that trist had never seen before.

”A hundred percent human, I'm just an ordinary person.”