Elf Fortress Camp.
"What's wrong with these elves? They won't listen to any soft or hard words and won't communicate." Field's throat was smoking from interrogation, but the elves didn't even make a gesture. He had saved them, but they almost shot him with an arrow. The elves had no apology, and they held their heads high, acting very arrogant. The elves' hot clothes made the soldiers around them unable to work. They came over to watch from time to time, drooling.
"I always feel that the appearance of the elves is not accidental." After pacing back and forth for two steps, Field murmured, "It's too coincidental, both the church and the elves. Even if they are all pursuing the body of God, they won't come at the same time." The body of God was created by the underground elves, with a history of tens of thousands of years, and everyone avoided it like a plague. Why did this thing become so popular just when he was about to attack the Viscount's territory, and everyone came to find it? It's a bit like Keqing. The elves may know something, but unfortunately they have no intention of cooperating.
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