Chapter 229: Wood Elf Girl
“But, Sister… I remember elemental spirits like ‘Pure Fire Spirit’ don’t have flesh and blood bodies. Sister, are you sure this pigeon is really a ‘Pure Fire Spirit’?”
“This… there won’t be any problems!”
Verafia also became doubtful. However, after repeated confirmation, the young girl nodded with certainty.
“Although I don’t know why this guy’s strength is so weak and its spiritual power is all concealed, pretending to be a pigeon, don’t think its essence can fool this young lady!
Suddenly, the young girl raised her scorching golden eyes again, becoming smug.
“As long as I absorb it completely, humph, it will be easy for this young lady to return to her peak!”
Verafia was worried about how to eliminate the “Abyss” substance in her End without a solution, but she didn’t expect to encounter this fire pigeon.
Although she couldn’t determine the total amount of spiritual power of this fire pigeon for the time being, it wouldn’t be a big problem to at least restore her to the Star rank again.
“You bad guys, don’t bully Gugu!”
Just as Verafia was becoming complacent, a young, yet extremely angry maiden’s voice suddenly came. Verafia turned her head, and an arrow imbued with emerald mana shot towards her.
Verafia raised the staff in her hand to block. The arrow made of wood hit the staff with a “bang,” emitting a sharp, piercing sound.
The enormous kinetic energy of the arrow made the young girl’s arm holding the staff tremble, but the magic in the arrow was burned away by the suddenly rising flames before it could be released. Verafia swung her staff, her scorching golden eyes looking at the direction from which the arrow flew, and spoke with some surprise.
“A wood elf?”
Verafia’s attention was drawn. She blinked her golden eyes and said curiously. In Verafia’s eyes, there was a wood elf maiden with emerald green long hair and pointed ears.
Since she woke up, although Verafia had seen several elves wandering in the human world during her journey, except for Grisia, a half-elf descendant of Serathys and “Qiongge,” no wood elf had caught Verafia’s attention like this one.
Verafia looked her over curiously. The young girl didn’t seem to be very old, like a human girl of fourteen or fifteen. In the world of elves, she was far from being an adult.
The wood elf maiden’s verdant eyes were faintly tinged with anxious tears. She held a long bow in one hand, wearing a light hunting robe and leather armor. The brown leather belt was embroidered with elegant emerald lines, which outlined the girl’s slender and beautiful waist.
The cold radiance of the twin moons in the sky fell on the girl’s soft and beautiful green hair, which was not the gem-like emerald color, but like the budding sprouts of trees, appearing extremely vibrant.
“It looks like a rather pure-blooded elf. Could it be that she also sneaked out of the Emerald Forest? But that shouldn’t be the case… Even without the great封锁 of the Black Moon Tide, it’s unreasonable to come to Anderfel in Peka after crossing the Storm Inner Sea and Amber Lake from the Emerald Forest.”
Verafia rested her chin in her hand and muttered to herself, “Hey, Little Ice Dragon, do you know?”
“Uya!”
Ophi, who was suddenly called, was startled and quickly shook her little head, denying it.
“I don’t know, but I feel like this elf has a lot of magic in her body, and she seems like a tough opponent.”
“You hateful bad guys, hurry up and let Gugu go… otherwise, otherwise, I’ll shoot!”
Seeing Verafia, the elf maiden’s slender wrist, which was holding the long bow under her leather bracer, trembled slightly. However, she gritted her silver teeth, summoned her courage, and pulled the bowstring to its full extent, imbuing the arrow with lively emerald color.
Verafia hadn’t responded yet, but suddenly, a slender figure flashed across the moonlit ground. Under the silent moonlit sky, a line of cold sword light moved, and in an instant, it quickly turned blood-like crimson.
The wood elf maiden’s wrist trembled in fright. The fully drawn bowstring shot out, landing on the ground just beside the quickly moving Fran.
Strong life spiritual power instantly spurred lush bushes and trees on the ground, but Fran’s sword cut through in the next second. Under the overflowing blood light, they quickly withered.
The blood race maiden revealed her form, her small boots stepping on the ground. She raised her face, holding her sword, and said.
“Elf, you are not allowed to offend Sister!”
“Ugh. Vam-, Vampire! Get lost!”
The elf maiden, who reacted and shot inaccurately, saw Fran’s blood-red big eyes and pointed fangs in front of her. The courage she had finally mustered in her chest instantly vanished, and she instinctively threw the long bow in her hand.
Fran frowned, clearly annoyed. She grabbed her long sword and swung it, hitting the thrown long bow. With a crisp sound, the non-metallic long bow emitted a dazzling green light and fell to the ground.
After throwing the long bow, the wood elf maiden realized she had done something foolish. Her fair, long ears drooped in fright, and she took a step back in her brown deerskin boots, leaving small footprints in the soft soil.
The elf’s slender little hand reached for the short sword at her waist.
However, before the elf maiden could grab the hilt in her flustered and chaotic movements, Fran approached her. The blood race maiden, with her snow-white tender face puffed out, raised her sword hilt and smashed it hard on the wood elf’s head.
“Ugh!” The wood elf maiden took a step back, her slender body falling to the ground. She let out a cry of pain, and in the next moment, Fran bound her tightly with her blood magic.
Fran’s tender little face was gloomy. She dragged the elf along with one hand as she walked back.
“This elf’s magic quality is not bad… but I always feel like she’s quite stupid. Hmm, that little Fran took care of her in an instant.”
Verafia rested her chin in her hands, her brilliant golden eyes gazing, and said thoughtfully. Fran dragged the elf maiden to Verafia’s side, her small face still showing a hint of displeasure.
“Sister, what are you going to do with this elf? How about… I drain her dry!”
Fran bared her pointed fangs at the struggling elf maiden and made a biting motion.
“Little Fran, don’t be angry… don’t lower yourself to the level of such an idiot.”
Verafia rubbed the blood race maiden’s little head.
In Verafia’s eyes, although the blood race maiden still maintained the cold and reclusive personality she had as Ariel, now that she had transformed into Fran’s child body, she occasionally showed childlike behavior.
Just now, if Ariel had been called a “vampire” in the past, at most she would have been mentally uncomfortable, not sulking and showing it like she did just now.
So, does a person’s real body really affect their personality?
Verafia blinked and thought, extending her slender hand to stroke Fran’s smooth silver hair. A hint of novelty appeared on her fair face, accompanied by a smile.
The young girl’s scorching golden pupils focused again on the wood elf maiden, who was tightly bound by Fran’s blood magic but was already struggling incessantly.
