Trembling surrounded by elves [Western Fantasy]

To a lowly wasteland goblin, a helpless wanderer, Cavotis' words were merciful enough. If it weren't for Bo Yi Helter's sake, she would have taught this arrogant little girl a lesson.

Persimmon bowed to Kavotis, "Please forgive me, sir, I can't stay here so shamelessly." Upon hearing this, Bo Yi turned to look at Persimmon with a satisfied expression. But the next second Persimmon quickly made him unhappy again, "I'm not pretty."

This is already a polite refusal.

"Then where can you go?" Anchione asked.

The territory of the Tree Clan has been gradually invaded by darkness, and the elves who entered there in recent years have never returned. The Leopard Clan and the Eagle Clan are extremely exclusive and cannot be accepted unless they are powerful enough to convince people. But she, a little goblin in the wasteland, was extremely lucky to be able to enter the besieged city alive. How deep of spiritual power could she have?

Is she going to join the centaurs?

Ancione and Cavotis made eye contact. This must be the case. According to her status, she can only hang out with those things that are neither human nor ghosts.

The two clan leaders couldn't help but show contemptuous eyes, and moved back slightly.

Boyi came over and said one of the few words, "She is with me."

"That's right," Cavotis forced out a weird smile, "Then you have to bear it. The Leopard Clan will not easily accept outsiders. They only believe in strength."

"I hope I have this good luck." Persimmon smiled.

Persimmon felt a little bored and walked out of the temple early.

She had never felt so angry before, and she didn't even feel so uncomfortable when being asked to kneel in front of Barris. She had tried her best to endure what Kavotis had said to slander Poison Ivy, and only half of her retorts came out.

She stood outside the high temple, looking down at the land of the Flower Clan, thinking of what she had seen and heard along the way, the bullying Eddie, the aggressive Carol, and this Kavotis who did not distinguish between black and white... Persimmon feels that it is no longer as beautiful as when it first arrived.

She walked to the white jade fountain and rinsed her face with water.

"Fuck!" She suppressed her anger and cursed in a low voice.

In the evening, the flower tribe held a banquet and entertained several distinguished guests with fine wine and vegetarian food. The Hua people are hospitable. Sylvain, who has never drank before, was drunk and fell asleep under the table. Persimmon escaped by pretending to be drunk and sneaked out in the chaos. She hugged the little tiger and came to the only jacaranda tree in the flower tribe. A small fiery red figure was waiting for her on the swing.

During the day, Alai the Fox made a bet with Persimmon that although Lady Anchione had hundreds of crowns, she would definitely wear the purple pomegranate gold crown to see them. If Alai is right, Persimmon will come here to date him.

"Does that crown have any significance?" Persimmon asked the reason.

"That's the craftsmanship of Stoneman!" Alai was a little surprised when he saw that Persimmon was not moved at all. "You don't know the Stoneman?"

Stonemen - "Creators of Gems".

It is said that no matter what kind of ore it is, as long as a stoner takes a look at it, he can know whether it is a stone as cheap as loess or a priceless pearl and jade. A gentle touch with your hand can polish the stubborn stone into the most brilliant one. jewelry. But Stone people are shy, they like to live underground, and their only hobby is studying stone and metal.

"It's been a long time since there was any news about these stoners. The jewelry they handled have now become priceless orphans." Alai lamented.

Persimmon nodded.

"I heard you did a great job in contradicting that annoying Cavotis in the palace today," Alai said.

"No! It's just a little disagreement, not a confrontation." Persimmon felt a little regretful. It must have been those talkative Bird Tribe people who spread the word about the matter.

"These idiots who only know how to drink and have fun have no idea that if it weren't for the people like Poison Ivy who are still struggling to support us, the Flower Clan would have been doomed long ago."

Persimmon was a little shocked, but she still listened to Alai's words carefully. Others would not tell her such a sharp and realistic topic. Whether they are flower people or bird people, they pay more attention to the flowers on their heads and the gems on their clothes.

The fox looked at the brightly lit banquet, "You have also seen that Anjone seems to have no energy to take care of things anymore, and that annoying Cavotis is always domineering. The Flower Clan has long ceased to be a 'garden'. It’s a refuge for a bunch of losers.”

"Lord Anchione?" Persimmon was puzzled, "Why doesn't she have energy?"

"She looks very young, doesn't she?" Alai said, "She is already one hundred and thirty years old, and now she only has the last of her spiritual power left to maintain her beauty."

Persimmon secretly exclaimed.

One hundred and thirty thousand years—as a human, she simply could not imagine such a long lifespan.

"When the Bird Tribe came, the Flower Tribe's army also disbanded. Now the safety of the great Brundle is only tied to a small escort team." Alai paused and then said, "If I could have done it earlier, Just turn into a human and now I can follow Poison Ivy to defend the Holy City.”

"Such words will bring trouble to Poison Ivy." Persimmon lowered his voice and said.

Alai naturally lowered his volume.

"I don't know if this is a bit rude to ask," Persimmon asked cautiously, "I always feel that Cavotis is a little bit targeting Poison Ivy."

"Targeted? That old witch hates poison ivy with all her heart."

"After the Bird Clan was 'divided', Cavotis took the remaining tribe members and defected to the Flower Clan, euphemistically saying that the two tribes merged with the Flower Clan to govern and fight together, but she did not bring any help to the Flower Clan. Not to mention the benefits, he actually wanted to join the Flower Clan's army." Alai said angrily, "Poison Ivy was still the leader of the army at that time, and in order to stop her, the two of them had a conflict."

Under Cavotis' deliberate suppression, no one else seemed to like Poison Ivy, except for a small group of goblins who were soldiers.

From the information revealed in a few words, Persimmon became more and more interested in getting to know this "heroine among girls". What's more, Poison Ivy also has the aura of being a "savior".

In Persimmon's heart, his own life is more important than anything else, so the person who saved him is bigger than the sky.

"Then...what do you think, Master Anchione?" Looking at Anchione's attitude in the temple, Persimmon felt that she still trusted Poison Ivy.

"Anjone? She disbanded the army, and Poison Ivy, as a general, was sent to be in charge of security around the Holy City."

Did he fall directly from general to security captain? Persimmon thought.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't tell you this." Realizing that his emotions were getting more and more extreme, Alai ended the topic by wagging his big tail, "I have a good thing for you." After saying that, he jumped. He climbed up to Persimmon's knees, holding something in his mouth and placed it on Persimmon's legs.

Persimmon felt a weight on her leg, but she saw nothing. She touched it with her hand and actually touched something invisible.

She felt very amazing and picked up the thing, "What is this?"

Alai whispered, "This is the forbidden fruit of the Flower Clan - the Dream Fruit." Alai said, "I heard that you have lost your memory. This thing may be able to help you."

"Forbidden fruit?" She hesitated.

"It doesn't matter, you are not from our flower tribe. People who eat Meng Guo are like dreaming. She will answer whatever others ask. Maybe I can ask you your true identity?"

"This...must be very precious, right?"

In fact, Persimmon is skeptical about the role of Meng Guo. Even the patriarch Anjone is helpless about Persimmon's amnesia. Can such a wild fruit really be okay?

"It's no use if I want this." Alai turned around proudly. "Besides, if it weren't for the fact that you are so similar to her, I wouldn't be willing to give it to you!"

"'She'?" Persimmon suddenly remembered what Fox said about his first love, "I thought you were joking! It turns out there really is such a person!"

Thinking of his old lover, the fox lay down on the grass sadly.

"Then where is your 'first love' now?" Persimmon asked.

"She followed the romantic Helt to the Leopard Clan, and there was no news after that... That annoying Duolun is still hanging around in the Flower Clan!" the fox said through gritted teeth, raised his head again, and spoke with Bright eyes stared at Persimmon, "By the way, I heard them say you won't stay in Brundle, where are you going?"

"Uh, cough, cough..." Persimmon coughed a few times unnaturally, looked at the dream fruit in his hand as if accepting his fate, and changed the topic, "You just said... how to eat this dream fruit?"

Persimmon broke open the gourd-shaped dream fruit. There was color inside the transparent exterior. There was a thin layer of purple flesh on the emerald green skin. The bright color seemed to be highly poisonous. The whole fruit is almost hollow. She followed Alai's instructions and rubbed the Meng Guo again, and it was miraculously filled with transparent juice.

"Try it quickly!" Alai said excitedly.

This is the Holy City, and Persimmon doesn't need to worry about his own safety.

She boldly took a sip. The juice was fresh and sweet, and then she couldn't help but drink it all.

Soon she started giggling, talking nonsense, and entered the "dream" created by Meng Guo.

Seeing that Meng Guo had taken effect, Alai hurriedly chased Persimmon, who was circling around, and asked, "Where are you from?"

"I..." Persimmon thought for a moment, "It's so dark..." she said, yelling as if she was drunk, "I come from the darkest, darkest place in the world!"

Alai began to wonder how effective Meng Guo was. Normally, this juice wouldn't make people so crazy! It completely forgot that Persimmon had just drank wine at the banquet, and the effect of alcohol was amplified several times under the influence of Meng Guo. The noisy Persimmon had already alerted the guards on patrol.

It immediately chased her and asked the second question, "What is your real name?"

Persimmon was already lying on the ground. She held her head and thought for a moment, then muttered, "Mo."

"What?" Alai didn't hear clearly.

Poison Ivy has arrived. I happened to meet Bo Yi who was out looking for persimmons. Persimmon, who was still fooling around, turned over and bumped into Bo Yi.

"what's wrong with you……"

She looked at the man in front of her who had a ferocious face due to anger, and instead of being afraid, she laughed happily. She put her left hand around Bo Yi's neck, struggled to put her body on the tall Bo Yi, and touched his face wantonly with her little hand, aggravating the whispers around him.

As if he had found a beautiful toy, Persimmon pulled Bo Yi's face and said, "What a handsome young man... what's your name? My sister will visit you at your home another day, okay..."

The elves who were watching were in a panic.

"Look, look, they are indeed lovers!"

"No wonder people look down on our flower clan..."

"It's not like anyone in our Flower Clan can enter if they want to. She is so ugly, so she will naturally be rejected by the clan leader..."

"Isn't it possible for someone so ugly to fall in love with a 'Fast Walker'?"

Amid the increasingly wild rumors, the person involved had already slept to death. Only Boyi was left awake and facing the eyes of everyone.

Gritting his teeth and making the tips of his ears turn red, he couldn't bear it anymore, picked her up and took her away.

As soon as the focus was gone, the elves who were watching the excitement also dispersed with red faces.

Now Alai was left looking pitifully at Poison Ivy, "Sir, this fruit is not for me to eat."

Poison Ivy sighed, "Alai, you can't just feed a beautiful girl to her when you see her."

"I just want to help this poor girl who has lost her memory," Alai blinked, "So, am I grounded again?"