Game of the World Tree - Chapter 138

138. Chapter 138 Nightingale Shadow

Those elves didn’t look very old, at least… if we judged by human aesthetics.

The oldest looked like a human of twelve or thirteen years old, while the youngest looked like a child of five or six years old.

Of course, with El Moonlight as a precedent, Hefan knew that even the youngest-looking elf was probably old enough to be his eldest brother.

However, he noticed that the hair and eye colors of these elves were different from those of the elf girl.

There were blondes, reds, browns, and greens, but none of them had the same gray-black hair as him and the girl.

According to the players’ understanding, the elves in “Elf Kingdom” are also divided into many tribes, and the best way to distinguish tribes is to look at their hair and eye colors.

Different hair colors indicate that these young elves and the girl are not from the same tribe.

These elves huddled in a corner, and some of the younger ones had fallen asleep in the arms of their companions, but tears could be vaguely seen on their faces.

The older elves who were awake were watching outside the cell with vigilance. Their faces were pale, and even if they tried to be calm, they could not hide the fear and confusion about the future in their eyes.

When Hefan and the others were brought in, they instantly attracted the attention of the elves.

After seeing the tied-up elf girl, an older male elf instantly widened his eyes. He rushed to the cell door, grabbed the railing and shouted:

“Night…Sister Nightingale! How…why are you also arrested?!”

His voice was crisp and childish, with surprise and worry.

“Sister? Sister was arrested too?”

His voice attracted the attention of other young elves.

Soon, everyone rushed to the door and looked at the girl with eyes that were either attached, worried, or sad:

“Sister Nightingale! It’s really Sister Nightingale!”

“Sister, did they do anything to you?”

“Sister, are you injured?”

“Sister Nightingale…you…how can you…”

Looking at those childish faces, the elf girl called Nightingale breathed a sigh of relief, and her expression was gentle.

She nodded to the elves and gave them a look to comfort them.

“Go in! Stop yelling!”

Seeing the elves rushing to the cell door, the two humans cursed and whipped the bars of the cell door again, causing screams.

They stopped with satisfaction until the elves retreated to the deepest part of the cell timidly.

“Ugh…!”

Seeing the rude actions of the humans, Nightingale widened her eyes.

She glared at the human waving the whip and subconsciously wanted to break free from the rope, but was soon kicked by Hefan.

The girl turned her head angrily, but after seeing Hefan’s calm eyes, the anger in her heart gradually subsided.

She understood the meaning of Hefan’s eyes –

calm down.

The humans did not lock Hefan and Nightingale in the cell of young elves, but took them to another cell deeper in the cell that was specially for professionals.

This cell seemed to be more solid and deeper.

After throwing the two into the cell, they left.

After making sure that the humans were far away, the elf girl called Nightingale stood up all of a sudden.

She broke free from the ropes on her body in an instant, and then tore off the cloth strip on her mouth, and then immediately went to the prison door and started to pick the lock.

The girl was very skilled, and in less than a minute, the heavy lock was easily opened by her.

Just as Nightingale was refreshed and ready to rush out of the cell, she heard the voice of Hefan behind her:

“Are you going to die?”

As if cold water was poured from head to toe, Nightingale calmed down all of a sudden.

Her movements paused slightly, and her crisp voice trembled a little:

“They… are my brothers and sisters, I want to save them!”

Hefan was silent for a moment, and said:

“Wait for reinforcements.”

After that, he pointed upwards, stretched out two fingers, and shook his head:

“Two silvers.”

After hearing his words, Nightingale returned, grabbed Hefan’s shoulders, and her voice trembled:

“I know there are two silver-level humans up there, and one is a mage! But… but…”

Her voice was a little tearful.

“Believe me.”

Hefan’s voice was low and powerful.

After hearing what Hefan said, Nightingale gradually loosened her grip on his hands and knelt on the ground:

“I… Can I really trust you? Seeing how scared they are, I’m really… I’m really worried… They’re all still children, all still children!”

As she spoke, Nightingale began to sob softly…

Hefan didn’t say anything.

He hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand and placed it on the girl’s shoulder to comfort her.

Nightingale sobbed for a while and gradually stopped.

She wiped her red eyes and began to tell her story…

“I hate humans… They destroyed my family.”

“After the war of gods a thousand years ago, the Shadow Tribe was divided into several branches, and our branch chose to infiltrate human society and live in seclusion about a hundred years ago…”

“The most dangerous place is the safest place.”

“In fact, our tribe is good at hiding. While hiding our identities, we move to a new place to live every once in a while. Although we are wandering around, we have survived…”

“The name Nightingale was given by my mother. In the Elvish language, Nightingale symbolizes beauty and freedom. She hopes that I can live freely…”

“Nightingale Shadow… has a good meaning, but… how is it possible?”

“A wandering life is full of risks.”

“Later, out of sympathy and kindness, the elders of the family saved a wounded human knight, but accidentally let the other party discover our identity…”

“The knight vowed that he was grateful for our rescue and would not tell our secret…”

“He did behave very well and his words were sincere. Hardworking, humble, kind, loyal… he almost meets all our elves’ perceptions of knights…”

“So… the elders believed him.”

“But… I strongly oppose it. I don’t trust humans. I think anyone who discovers our secret should be killed, no matter who he is…”

“However, I was scolded by the elders. They firmly and naively believed that the knight would abide by the chivalrous code and would not expose the secrets of their benefactors…”

At this point, Nightingale smiled sarcastically:

“How is it possible? That’s a human!”

“After that human left, he soon returned with a group of mercenaries…”

“What loyalty? What kindness? In the face of interests… everything is fake!”

“The price of a young female elf is enough to make an ordinary person become a wealthy man. How could greedy humans not be tempted…”

“Our branch of the tribe was destroyed because of this.”

“I witnessed with my own eyes that my father was killed by humans during the resistance, and my mother… my mother was defiled by them… In the end, even I was captured by slave traders.”

“At that time, I was already desperate, and it was another senior who lived in seclusion in human society who saved me…”

“She is not an elf, but she sympathizes with the elves. She opened an orphanage, but in fact, all the elves she took in were elves she rescued from humans…”

“Including me… and my brothers and sisters.”

“My brothers and sisters are not from the Shadow Tribe, but they are all poor children persecuted by humans…”

“We hid our identities and hid in the orphanage. It was the protection of our predecessors who gave us a second home…”

“Although we need to hide and conceal our identities, at least… we survived again.”

“I am the oldest, and my seniors taught me a lot. I also followed my seniors to sneak into human caravans and saved many companions. My brothers and sisters all call me sister. They are very close to me, and I love them too…”

“Later… my senior died in an accident.”

“As the eldest sister, I wanted to take over my senior’s last wish, continue to maintain the entire orphanage, and save the elves from the hands of humans, but I didn’t expect my senior’s death to arouse the suspicion of humans, and they discovered our secret…”

“While I was away, my brothers and sisters were all captured.”

“I chased them all the way here, hoping to rescue my brothers and sisters… but I didn’t expect that I was so powerless…”

“I… am such a failed sister…”

“Hey…”

Nightingale shed tears and looked at the lunch box sadly:

“Is… there really no shelter for us elves in this world?”

“Is… we can only become cargo?”

“Why! Why on earth is this happening! What did we do wrong?”

“Is kindness… really a sin? Will mercy… really only bring misfortune?”

“If that’s the case, I would rather fall into darkness!”

“But… where is our future…”

After hearing what Nightingale said, Hefan fell silent.

After a moment, he took a deep breath and said:

“Yes.”

“Yes?”

Nightingale’s eyes were tearful:

“Even if we are really saved this time, it is just another cycle of hiding and hunting…”

“We have lost our powerful strength, and only this damn good-looking appearance, the longevity and special physique that people yearn for…”

“Do we really have a future like this?”

Nightingale grabbed Hefan’s collar and asked with a miserable smile.

Hefan looked down at her.

His expression was still calm, but his eyes were much softer.

“Yes.”

This time, his voice was much gentler:

“Shelter and future, both.”

After he finished speaking, the whole cell suddenly shook slightly, and a cloud of dust was stirred up.

Faintly, it seemed that a high-pitched dragon roar came from above.

Hefan took a deep breath and helped the somewhat stunned Nightingale up:

“It’s okay.”

His aura continued to rise, and his eyes gradually became sharp:

“Reinforcements have arrived.”

He pulled out a dagger that he had been hiding from the sole of his shoe!

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