Chapter 61 Sixty-one Elector of Middenland Boris Todbringer

The wood elf's long brown hair was tied into a high ponytail, her small mouth had a trace of blood, her face had shallow scars and unhealthy whiteness, and her amber eyes were full of exhaustion.

From the standing angle, Lairen could only see her delicate pointed nose.

Katarina's left arm when picking up the wine glass seemed stiff, and the bulge under the shoulder armor revealed the binding and fixing fabric.

She swallowed the fruit wine in small sips, and the last trace of vigilance in her eyes gradually dissipated.

The knight of the kingdom took off his leather jacket, moved a seat near the fireplace, and then placed a plate with bread and milk on a small table in front of the fireplace, indicating that the wood elves could enjoy it.

The wood elf looked at Lailan suspiciously, with a very puzzled expression.

Lailan walked aside without any explanation: "Would you like another drink?"

Katarina glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly, and handed the empty wooden cup to the knight of the kingdom.

"Forcing yourself to stand will only do harm to your leg injuries."

Lailan pointed to the seat by the fireplace, walked outside the office door, called two guards, and after giving a few instructions, he refilled two glasses of fruit wine.

"Human, what did you say to them?" Katarina asked coldly, and the green leaf long sword with a sharp edge was instantly unsheathed and pointed at the knight of the kingdom.

The wood elf is in an extremely unsafe state. As long as she is outside the forest, any changes in the surrounding environment will arouse her wariness.

"I asked them to get some ointments, bandages, cotton blankets, and some warm food." Lailan ignored the threat of the sword and went straight to the fireplace and lit the firewood again.

However, in this case, the wood elf remained wary and persisted. She did not intend to reveal any flaws in front of Lailan. In the eyes of the injured Eslay, humans were as dangerous as beastmen.

After a while, the two guards brought what the lord ordered, and the latter put a cotton blanket on the seat.

"Sit down, unless you especially enjoy the pain." Lailan turned around and added with a normal expression: "At least we are temporary allies, and we should get the necessary help."

"I just have another question for Eisley."

The kingdom knight expressed enough kindness that it seemed that she let down her guard. The wood elf put away his weapon, slowly walked to the seat next to the fireplace, and sat down obediently.

The flames of the fireplace dissipated the coldness on Catalina's body. The cotton blanket covered her body, as if she was falling into a warm embrace, and a tiredness filled her consciousness.

Lailan took out a roll of white gauze and a jar of ointment made by Serena's church from the medicine box. The wood elf's simple cloth bandage only had a delaying effect. It was obvious that the wound continued to worsen and blood continued to leak out.

The kingdom knight squatted down and reminded: "It seems that your arrogance will be the weapon that will eventually kill you. The condition of the leg wound is not optimistic. I need to call the pharmacist to treat you."

Catalina seemed to have taken off all her "disguise", her face was very pale, and she kept shaking her head: "No! No way!"

She didn't even have the strength to stand up now, and she was very dizzy from extreme fatigue.

"At this time, Eisley still maintains the last bit of arrogance?"

Lailan moved a chair and sat next to it, and said seriously: "Catalina, although I am not an elf, I know that the gradually worsening wound will definitely kill you."

Catalina stared at Lailan and said weakly: "Then I would rather return to the embrace of the hunting god and become a part of the gold and silver sacred tree."

"Hey" The absolutely isolated wood elves are more difficult to get along with than the stubborn dwarves.

"I know what you care about. You are worried about humans touching your body, right?" Lailan recalled a short experience of getting along with each other before. Katarina usually kept a distance of one meter from everyone, even to her compatriots.

Same.

Katarina remained silent, turned her head away, and looked at the burning wood in the fireplace with her amber eyes, the dancing flames reflected in her eyes.

"I don't want to watch a wood elf die of illness in the territory. Your neurotic compatriots will definitely spread their anger on my territory." Lailan took out a dagger and clamped Catalina's hand.

On his ankle, he felt the trembling of the wood elf: "Human! What are you going to do? Let me go."

"Besides saving you, what else can I do?" Lailan asked back.

He used brute force to pull off Catalina's deerskin boots, along with a length of stockings, revealing the wood elf's evenly textured calves and slender arches.

She was shaking so violently that she couldn't stand up, so she could only kick around: "Evil human being! Let me go quickly!"

"Keep quiet, elf! Otherwise I will tie you to the bed!" Lailan stood up, with the tip of his nose almost touching Catalina's cheek, and threatened fiercely: "An elite high-level human knight, for that matter

His energy is much stronger than that of most wood elves!"

Katarina couldn't stop trembling. She was really intimidated by the kingdom knight, and she moaned and begged: "Human, please don't do that kind of thing."

"From now on, stay still and quiet, and I will consider letting you go." Lailan said calmly, sat down again, and felt the wood elf's calves tightening tightly with his palms, and the arches of his feet straightened.

Catalina looked at him with fear and nervousness, while Lelan cut open the tight cloth belt with the dagger in his hand.

The shocking scars gradually appeared. The stockings were taken off, and the smooth legs fell into Lailan's big hands. The temperature he felt was so cold that it was no wonder that she couldn't stand still even while leaning on the bookshelf.

"It looks like it was caused by a machete." Lailan frowned: "Beast man?"

The wood elf's injury was much better than expected. The wound had already scarred, but it had reopened due to untimely movement.

Katarina wrapped her upper body tightly in a cotton blanket so that no gaps were exposed. She was always vigilant about Lailan.

Feeling the warmth from the big hand placed on her calf, after a while, Catalina said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "It's a wild orc in the forest."

"Wild orcs?" Lailan quickly searched his memory for detailed fragments about the green-skinned orcs.

The [Friends of the Forest] attribute makes him get along more harmoniously with the wood elves. In addition, as a recruited hero, Katarina will naturally not lie to him, but if she wants to hide some key issues or avoid certain

A thorough answer requires further inquiry from the Kingdom Knight.

"The forest guards discovered a hidden heathland. We used Eislay's special method to purify and revive the heatherland. Hmm," Katarina snorted. The way the knights of the kingdom treated their wounds was very rough.

"Sorry, please continue." The Kingdom Knight applied the ointment evenly and wrapped a circle of clean white gauze around it again.

The wood elf stared at him for a long time and continued to whisper: "The rich life energy attracted the attention of monsters lurking in the shadows of the dense forest. Dozens of wild orcs, mixed with hundreds of forest goblins, attacked us."

"No wonder the wood elves were leaving in a hurry when I last saw them."

Lailan touched his chin and asked, "Where are the forest guards who followed you?"

Catalina timidly retracted her injured left leg and wrapped herself tightly, revealing only a beautiful face and waist-length brown hair. "My compatriots have entered the Return to Lauren

Loren's world rhizome, they need to rush back to the forest immediately and inform Queen Marest about the discovery of a new heatherland."

"All your subordinates are gone, leaving you alone as a wood elf in the human empire?" Lailan complained with a black line on his head: "Are you worried that the wild orcs will attack again to prevent the heatherland from being occupied?"

Katarina lowered her head, her amber eyes full of complex expressions, looking at Lailan's face.

It seems like everything has been said, but also like nothing has been said.

"Forget it, you should rest for a while first." Lailan waved his hand and stood up: "We will talk about other things later."

The Kingdom Knight walked out of the office. Due to extreme physical and mental exhaustion, Catalina gradually lost consciousness and passed out.

When she woke up, it was already early morning outside the window. The bright moon Mannersbury was hanging in the corner of the sky and was about to disappear. The light outside the window would become brighter and brighter.

The windows keep out the cold wind, and there are two fire pots placed in the warm room.

Katarina found herself wearing a human women's nightgown, with the scent of iris, and a new and soft bedding that was very warm.

The fatigue was relieved, but waking up from dizziness was not pleasant. She slowly stood up and patted her forehead, trying to clear her consciousness.

With a creak, the door opened inwards, and she cautiously pulled up the quilt to cover her whole body.

It was two longhouse maids who walked into the house. One of them brought the "new clothes" of the wood elf Katarina. "Human, are you happy that I have got my wish and let me wear this clothes?"

The cold and arrogant Elvish language sounded in the office.

Katarina is wearing a black and white long skirt maid outfit, her waist-length brown hair is pulled over her pointed ears, and her graceful figure is clearly visible. Her handsome and beautiful face has a hint of sullenness, and there is a sneer on her cherry-colored lips.

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She always had a strange feeling, a strange feeling hidden in the mist, especially the eyes of the guards.

"Why should I be happy about the clothes you are wearing?" Lailan, who was sitting behind the desk, frowned, raised his head hurriedly, glanced at her, smiled and said, "Who gave you the maid outfit?"

"Laylan, are you asking me this question?" the wood elf asked coldly.

"It should be the arrangement of my clerk Pitman. I just need to ask him to come over. You can ask him later." Lailan was still smiling, and his voice became louder and louder.

When the steward Pitman came to the office with a new stack of documents, he was also surprised by the costumes of the wood elves. Pitman explained that except for a few maids, there were no other women in the lord's longhouse, and there were very few women's clothing.

Well, after much thought, only this maid outfit fits me better.

Lailan put down his quill, stretched his somewhat stiff neck and asked, "Is there anything special about the green leaf sword that you commissioned the bearded dwarf Langni Stonehelm to reforge?"

"It's just a relic, nothing special."

The wood elf sat on the small table on the side of the office, eating in small bites. Even though she was very hungry, she still maintained the etiquette of Queen Margaret's maid.

The unique culture of the wood elves is not wild and indulgent. On the contrary, this group of elves living in the magical forests of the old world still have some cultural connections with their cousins, the high elves.

Even after taking off their gorgeous clothes and putting on green leafy robes and cloaks, the wood elves in the Lauren Loren forest still retain strict etiquette.

"Forget it, it's a pointless question." The kingdom knight glanced at the wood elf in a funny way: "Let's talk about the heatherland. Why does Aisler take the heatherland so seriously?"

Catalina glared at Lailan: "Heatherland is very important to Eislay, you only need to know this."

"Ha~ It's so short."

The wood elves won't give Lelan any good looks in the short term.

The incident was over, and the wood elf Katarina temporarily stayed in Oak Village, waiting for her body to recover before returning to Lauren Loren Forest.

Imperial calendar year 2503, early February.

Many nobles who were dissatisfied with the emperor caused an uproar and openly raised their flags in rebellion in anger.
To be continued...