Chapter 110: Silvermoon Elf

"You say you want to worship a human being as a teacher!" On the top of the mountains, a roar like a tiger howl came from a quaint but extremely magnificent building complex.
Halfway up the mountain, Muria and the ancient Greek-style humble but powerful palaces built by the five-colored dragons, one after another with curious dragon heads out, overlooking the top of the mountain.
But these five-colored dragons carefully discerned this roar, and immediately remembered a horrible figure with snow-white hair. The body shook twice involuntarily, and quickly retracted its head. The honest memory parsed the explanation of Muria Their spell book.
On the top of the mountain, in the quaint residence, the atmosphere was a bit weird. A white tiger glared at a tall Titan boy, as if he wanted to pounce at any time.
Beside, three red dragons were watching, one of them seemed to want to rush to persuade the fight, but was pressed to the ground by the other two red dragons so that she would not interfere with this confrontation.
Beside, on the pile of books, a white-haired loli sat on it, flipping through the books, turning a blind eye to everything in front of her.
"What are you excited about?" Muria looked at the big cat inexplicably. "I want to worship, not you."
"As a Titan and the son of a dragon, how can you worship a human being as a teacher?"
"Why not? Because he is a human?" Muria smiled. "Because his blood is too humble?"
"No ... this way." Seeing a flash of thunder in his eyes, it seemed that a flame was burning in it, and White Tiger Troy paused. "I mean, you don't need to find a human as a teacher at all, In the clan, there are so many legendary Titan lords, as well as the unparalleled sword skills of your Titan knowledge inheritance. "
"Are you saying it again? Under the conditions of equal strength, Lord Ashbourne was defeated. In terms of swordsmanship, the accomplishment of Sword Master Ron is undoubted. It is a very wise choice to worship him as a teacher. . "
"Casio, how do you say?" Troy asked for help and turned to the fiery figure.
"Yes." Casio heard Troy's inquiries, and stood on the side of Muria without hesitation. "In terms of swordsmanship, Muria took the initiative to find him to be a teacher. It is appropriate."
"Okay." When Casio agreed, Troy no longer objected, but asked another very realistic question, "As you said, that human swordsman is now on the eternal island of the elven clan, how do you find it? he?"
"This is the problem I just worried about." Muria scratched his head and looked at Casio. "I can't find him now."
"I can't do anything about this." Casio shook his head when seeing Muria's help, "I can only know the information in the clan, and some outside information collected in the information database. I don't know. "
"Elven Island?" Muria stunned and touched her chin, thoughtfully, "If I could find an elf to show me the way, would I be able to find the sword sage?"
"Where are you going to find the elves now?" Troy pouted.
"Yes." Muria still stared at the spirit. "Casio, you said it last time. As long as Titan wants to learn bowing, the elves will send a royal family to teach."
"Finding an elf in this name is a deception. It's only a matter of being willing to help you."
"Who said it was deception, and I didn't say I didn't learn bowing." Muria rubbed Troy's furry tiger head. "I want to learn swordplay, and I won't give up the strongest archery of the elves, too. to learn."
"I've informed the Elven King's Court." Casio looked at Muria. "At most three days, there will be elves coming. At that time, you must find a way to let the elves take you to the ground. Eternal Island, find that Swordmaster. "
"understand."
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Muria thought that it would take two days for the elves to come, so he began to study the array book to pass the time, but he only watched for two hours, and Casio reported to him that the elves who had come to teach Muria's arrows arrived. .
"So fast?" Muria looked up in surprise, much earlier than Casio estimated.
"Maybe it's because of your identity!" Said Muria, a big cat who shrank into a group and acted as Muria's cushion, lazily. "You have two epic grandfathers. Those with long ears are probably afraid. Slowly. "
"Oh!" A small teleportation array formed in Muria's view, and then a sturdy figure came out, and a pair of silver pupils with a little curiosity looked around.
"Silver Moon Elf." Muria looked at the petite silver-haired elf below, and looked at her height and body, and suddenly looked at her spirit with dissatisfaction. "She's not an adult."
"You just want to learn the Titan of bowing?" Upon hearing Muria's words, the Silvermoon Elf who had just been teleported looked at him, his eyes became extremely sharp instantly, and there was no trace of curiosity.
Although Muria has changed her body shape, according to the breath, the petite elf girl still recognizes him at first glance from several non-human creatures in the hall.
Muria and White Dragon Clodia, as well as the three red dragon sisters, although all cast spells to become humanoid, but belong to their unique veins, but did not converge at all, so the elven girl can easily distinguish What kind of monsters are they.
"Sure enough, this mixed-race Titan with the blood of the Dragon King is different from other Titans." The elf girl who had roughly looked at the hall secretly muttered, "None have grown up, so I have to support so many dragons. nausea."
The moment she saw the three red dragon sisters and the white dragon Clodia, the young elf girl's heart lifted up, remembering the warning of the elders in the tribe before she left.
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"Hessel, there is a Titan who wants to learn my archery. According to the contract, we decided to send you to teach after discussion."
"Well, send me there?" The young elf girl was a little dreadful.
"Yes." The elegant elf nodded. "But be careful, this Titan is special."
"What's special?"
"He's not a pure-blooded Titan, he's only half Titanic."
"Mixed Titans, then we can refuse to teach."
"Can't refuse!" The elf shook his head. "The other half of the blood that the Titan has is from a dragon king."
"Dragon!" The elf girl was a little stunned. "Was he possessing those bad habits of dragons?"
"Yes." The elder elf nodded heavily. "So, you must be careful during the teaching process and protect yourself."
"Elder, can't I go? Go for another male elf."
"No." The elder elder looked at Hessel's top-notch appearance in the elf clan, and hesitatedly refused.
"why?"
"Because your archery is one of the best among the elves of the same age, according to the contract, we must send the best elves to teach." The elf elder gave a very reasonable explanation, and she comforted Heather, " You don't have to worry too much, the Titan is still very young and can't do anything to you. "
"Okay." With the praise and affirmation of the elders, the young juvenile elf smiled happily and accepted the elder's task.
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"So small."
When Hessel really saw Muria, the worry in his heart disappeared immediately, but the appearance of the eight- or nine-year-old black-haired Jin Tong's majesty instantly made Hessel let go of all vigilance.
But Muria's first sentence made the young elf unhappy. What was this disgusting tone? So Heather questioned Muria sharply.
"Well, I'm Muria." The short stature mage put the book aside, stood on the pile of books and looked down at the silver-haired elf wearing light armor and a long bow, and asked her in turn: "You Is that the elf who teaches me archery? "
"Yes, do you have any opinions?" The silver-haired elf looked at Muria and clenched his fist unknowingly. Although unworldly, she felt that she had been despised.
"You haven't grown up yet!" Muria made a judgement by shaking her nose slightly, sniffing the fresh, natural faint floral fragrance that pervaded the air when the scenting elves appeared.
"According to the contract, your elf clan will send a wizard of the best elves to teach me, and at your age, it is difficult for me to believe that your arrow is the best of your elves."
"You question my archery?" The young elf girl was flushed with rage when she heard Muria's words. Before coming here, the elders in the clan praised and approved her archery.
"Yes." Muria admitted to seeing the angry elf. He didn't want to learn about archery at the moment, but he had this idea for a long time. Naturally, he wanted to find the best archery teacher for himself.
And at first glance, this silver-moon elf ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Muria was indeed surprised by her small appearance, but she was not dazzled, he could not be because of her appearance Admit her directly as a teacher. He needed a real elven archery teacher, not a nice vase.
"My archery is the strongest of the elven generation."
"Show me the proof." Muria jumped out of the pile of books, came to her, and looked up at the elf wearing rattan armor. "Show your elves' arrows, let me see what your elves are known to be Archery, I confess to you and worship you as a teacher. "
"Muriya, you want to worship again?" Troy looked at Muria with a stunned expression.
"Professor gives you archery, it is the elves' obligation," Casio reminded dullly.
"I know, but I want to learn bowing, why not worship her as a teacher!"
"Do you want me to prove this?"
"Of course it is proved by blood." Muria looked at her spirit. "Build a teleportation team, a target, an abyss training ground."