Song of Blood and Wine

"cough cough!"

The battle came to an end temporarily. As the victorious side, George naturally swaggered out on the field. He cleared his throat and thought he was the best In an amiable tone, I asked the elves on the opposite side: "Ladies, do you carry water bags?"

"Let me down, you dirty vampire!"

The bloody smell of the mouth, coupled with the weird attack method and blood-colored pupils just now, let Lova guess the true identity of the man on the other side.

It's just that George used Earth's language, and Lova shot back in Elvish language. The donkey's lips were not right, and the two of them couldn't understand what the other was saying.

George quickly discovered this embarrassing problem, but once again attributed to his Blood Race bloodline, George’s innate talent-telepathy, came in handy at this time.

"Excuse me, this beauty, do you have a water bag on your body? I haven't drunk water for several days." George turned on telepathy this time and went directly to Lova.

The reason why Rova was chosen for communication is that Rova’s performance was very outstanding, whether it was the reply just now or the previous battle. It is difficult for George not to connect her with the leader of this group of creatures. ——George didn’t know what an elves were——associated together.

"Huh? Why can I understand what you are saying, are you a magician of the vampire clan?" Lova, who was hung upside down on a tree, feels very subtle now, even though it was spoken from the other person. The type of language is beyond her cognition, but the content of the other party's language can be fully presented in her mind.

Since it seems that the opponent has no further attacks and is willing to communicate, Rova can try her best to delay some time, wait for reinforcements, or a chance to counterattack, although there is blood coming from George’s mouth. The smell makes her nauseous!

"I... know a little bit of spell, this is one of the spells." George scratched his head and continued, "Dear lady, I don't want to chat with you, but please let me I, a pitiful person who has just escaped from the desert, drink a mouthful of water before continuing to talk, okay?"

Lova hesitated. The cracked lips and the sand full of her face made her have no doubts about George. The truthfulness of the words, but if he recovers his physical strength, he turns the spear head upside down and kills them, it is really bode ill rather than well.

But although the other party's mouth is full of blood, why not suck their blood to make a living? Isn't the blood of the elves bad?

Lova felt that her brain was not enough for the first time. However, she quickly made a decision, she decided to take a gamble!

"I don't have a water bag on my body, but there is on the saddle of my mount. Don't move, I will let it come." In the horrified eyes of other elf hunters, Lova made her gesture to George. committed to.

A long bird song blew out of Lova’s mouth. The voice was curvy and endless. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, George would never believe that such a beautiful and elegant bird song came from the mouth of the girl in front of him. Of course, through telepathy, George was able to "listen" clearly to understand the true meaning of the birdsong:

"All the team members from outside listen to orders, put two elf horses over and bring Load their baggage; all the staff waited on the periphery, sending the bird back to the dandelion, and informing Green to bring all the combat units in the city to come and support!"

Although George clearly knew that Lova was calling for reinforcements, he There is no plan to stop her, because George also has his selfish calculations in his heart. These people on the opposite side, no matter how they try to hurt him with their bows and arrows, there is no denying that these people were the first group he came into contact with. As a local native, if he wants to survive in this World, he must first learn how to live a normal life in this World. If he only relies on blindly killing and plundering, one day the horn of death will sound on his corpse.

Besides, just be careful, these people's bows and arrows can't cause substantial damage to him. After all, George has an advantage in real battle strength, so his confidence is quite sufficient.

But for a while, two elven horses appeared in front of George. These two horses are one size smaller than the horses George had seen on Earth, but they looked more flexible and more suitable for moving in the forest. , The protective color of black and white stripes on them also reminded George of another creature on Earth that made him more familiar-zebra.

"Good, good, obedient, eh, really good."

What stunned all the elf hunters was that the silver-haired man approached the elf horse very smoothly, and watched Go up and get very close to them, and this is something that they and elf hunters would have taken a long time to do. In addition to the ability of elf horses to quickly shuttle in the forest, they have another characteristic, that is, they are alert and afraid of life. , They will flee from any strange creatures who want to approach them.

Lova was a little confused looking at the happy and content George looking at the opposite side while stroking the elf horse and drinking the water from the kettle like a cow.

What is the origin of this uninvited guest?