sinovels Chapter 11 Warcraft
Chapter 11 Warcraft
After waiting for a long time, the night wolf did not attack him for a long time. Navitt felt very strange, but he still didn't dare to relax in the slightest, fearing that something unexpected would happen.
Then Navitt finally noticed that the night wolf was not looking in his direction—although the night wolf did notice his existence at first, but since when did it not look at Navitt, but stared at him. The treetops not far away let out a low alert growl, obviously there were things there that made the monster feel that it must pay attention.
The night wolf roared nervously, scratching the ground with its claws uneasily, leaving deep scratches, and even the red eyes that were originally fiercely glaring, also restrained a lot.
Naveit glanced at the treetops from the corner of his eyes, and was surprised to find that Schiller was actually standing on the treetops over there!Schiller's expression was very serious, and his eyes were piercing that Navet had never seen before. He bent his bow and set up an arrow to condense all the magic power on the magic arrow. Although there was a short distance between them, Navette could still Feeling the powerful force gathered on Schiller's magic arrow, the feeling of oppression even made his palms sweat.
"We're just passing by, and we don't mean to invade your domain." Schiller said to the night wolf in Elvish language, "It doesn't matter if you want the meat."
After the night wolf and Schiller looked at each other for a few minutes, they groaned a few times and left with a few pieces of meat in their mouths. Schiller waited until the night wolf was completely invisible before dissipating the magic power that had been condensed for a long time , Schiller breathed a sigh of relief, and then he swayed and fell straight down from the tree.
"Schiller!" Navitt was very surprised by this sudden change, but he still rushed over instinctively. He used his strong arms to firmly catch Schiller who fell from the tree, "Schiller, Are you okay?" Schiller's abnormally pale face made him very worried.
"Let's get out of here quickly and go back to the carriage, and we'll talk about the rest slowly..." Schiller said out of breath.
Hearing what Schiller said, Navet also realized that it was really not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he immediately rushed back to the carriage with his arms on Schiller's shoulders and the prey on his shoulders.
After finally leaving the woods and rushing back to the carriage, Navitt heaved a sigh of relief.
"Schiller, what's the matter with you? Are you okay?" Navet asked anxiously. The pale face of Schiller really made people worry! .
"It's just that the magic power is consumed too much... My skills and magic are not mature enough. The trick just now was just to intimidate that monster." Schiller smiled bitterly, "I'm not even two hundred years old, and I'm just a half-elf. Compared with elves of the same age, my magic power is not enough, if I really shoot the arrow, I should die suddenly on the spot."
"Schiller, you are so reckless!" Navet exclaimed, you must know that excessive consumption of mana is a very serious matter, ranging from serious injury to the caster, to death in serious cases, "But thank you very much, but next time Don't do such dangerous things, okay?"
Navet knew that Schiller took the risk deliberately to save him, but if something happened to Schiller because of saving him, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.
"Yeah." Schiller smiled weakly, and snuggling in Navet's arms made him feel extremely at ease. Schiller was a little surprised by this, because elves usually don't like to have physical contact with others by nature. Even if the other party is a family member or a partner, "...Navite, can you lend me your shoulder?" Schiller said shyly.
"Of course." Wouldn't it be super pleasant to have his favorite Schiller beauty lying in his arms?It doesn't matter how long you lie down!Navitt thought so in his heart, but there was no strange expression on his face.
"Thank you..." Schiller leaned on Navette's thick shoulders and closed his eyes in peace of mind, without speaking for a long time.
"Schiller?" Navette called out tentatively, "I fell asleep..." Looking at Schiller's defenseless sleeping face, Navette suddenly felt a little emotional. The sleeping Schiller was not as shrewd, calm and mature as when he was awake. Sophisticated, with only a simple and childish face in line with his age, Na Werther suddenly wondered what kind of environment Schiller grew up in?Although he is only a child in his 100s, he forced himself to act like a mature adult. He was a half-elf and came from a noble family. He must have suffered a lot of pressure during his growth. Although Schiller did not mention it, Navitt vaguely Knowing that Schiller would choose to take risks, there may be reasons for wanting to leave the closed society of elves.
Although Navitt is a demon race, he is very clear about the attitude the elves will take towards "races that are not me". It should be said that there is no race in this world who is unclear; Value the so-called "purity of bloodline", maybe on the surface they will not do any obvious acts of rejection, but in private they can do it by any means...
Navette shook his head and stopped thinking about those unpleasant things. He gently smoothed Schiller's slightly messed up hair, and smiled quietly when he saw Schiller's pure, angelic sleeping face .