The unknown weapon in his hand suddenly pointed at Many. The two Trolls beside him immediately raised their weapons and stared at Many nervously. They didn't understand what was going on either. The three Trolls looked at Many as if they were facing a great enemy. The Troll with the map in his hand asked sternly again, "Where did you get this?!"
"You know Walenz?"
Many of them spread their arms wide open, looking completely unguarded. At this time, Karolina had already walked over. Her dragon horns were not something an ordinary species could have. The Trolls also knew how powerful this woman was, so they couldn't help but take a step back.
"How is he?
Did you snatch this map from him?! "
The old Troll's eyes kept wandering between Many and Carolina. The weapon in his hand trembled slightly, but it seemed that Elder Walenz had an important relationship with him!
"He gave it to me." Many shrugged. "I don't know why, but you always seem to think the worst, don't you?
Elder Walenz is doing well outside the Azura Forest. "
"Are you telling the truth?"
The thoughts of the trolls were very direct and they never seemed to beat around the bush.
"Why is it fake?
Why would I lie to you? "
Many smiled, then pointed at the map in his hand and said, "He told me to find something according to the contents of this map. He said that there is a tribe in this place, which is where I am, that can help me. Is that not the case?"
The Troll gulped and looked at Many and Carolina nervously again. Then he looked at the saber-toothed tiger that couldn't move in the air. He hesitated for a moment, then put down his weapon and said, "The Melk tribe welcomes you, uh —"
"My name is Many, and this is Carolina."
Many introduced himself and took the map from the Troll.
"Follow me. The leader will make the decision."
The old Troll nodded and signaled for Many to lead the way.
* * *
"Pray when the moon rises."
Sylvia's mother said lightly. The prayer day was still going on, and Sylvia had become an official member of the temple. According to the rules, she couldn't step out of the temple.
This rule didn't apply to all clerics, but only to the priests of the temple.
Sylner didn't know why she had been chosen as a priest, but there was no way for her to refuse. The Elves always obeyed the orders of the Moon Goddess unconditionally, and no one dared to disobey the orders of the Moon Temple.
"Yes, mother."
Sylner had changed into a white robe that only priests wore. A green vine-like belt was tied around her waist. The moonlight shone on the floor of the temple, reflecting the light. The statue of the goddess standing in the center of the temple looked even more holy under the moonlight.
Sylvia asked her mother when she could leave, and the answer she got was, "When the Goddess allows you to leave, then you can leave."
This answer made people speechless. But after writing the letter, Sylvia cried the whole night like the three-tailed cat girl. When she came to the temple the next day, she didn't look any different. The tears at the corner of her eyes had been wiped clean, but her slightly swollen eyes made her look more pitiful.
Pray, pray, pray. That was her daily work.
Sylner accepted her mother's words in silence, and did as she was told without any complaint.
To Marfala's surprise, Sylner completed the boring work meticulously. However, this priest seemed to never show any emotion. He just calmly watched his daughter finish her daily work step by step.
Sylvia also experienced the difference in this work these days.
It was different from what she imagined. She thought that praying was just a simple prayer, and there would be nothing special. But since the first day, Sylvia suddenly found something strange in her body. If she could clearly feel the power in her body and control it as a seventh-grade Ranger, now after praying, she found that there was another special energy in the temple that was slowly filling her body!
This power was gentle and calm, but there was a power that could not be ignored. Sylvia was not stupid. She immediately understood that this seemed to be … the power of the Goddess?
When she carefully observed the statue again, Sylvia felt that the statue was really not a dead thing. The longer she prayed, the more she felt that there was really a God standing in front of her!
What was going on?
Sylvia never knew about the things in the temple that the civilians could never come into contact with, and her mother seemed unwilling to explain more. She looked at the statue with a calm expression, and the questions in her heart grew.
* * *
Many raised their eyebrows and looked at the troll village in front of them.
To be honest, he was very surprised.
The scene in front of him was definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary people, or more specifically, the imagination of ordinary people!
In many people's minds, troll villages were always very simple and crude. Even Elder Warrenz's village, although it looked very similar to the elves' buildings, it was still very crude. Apart from the external appearance, there was nothing else that could make people gasp in admiration.
But now that they followed the Melk tribe's hunter to the village, it was an eye-opener for many people.
There were neat wooden houses in front of them, and they could even see the planned streets. Although there were a lot of weeds in the forest, the ground that was repeatedly flattened was definitely planned out. It was not like other backward villages that were built purely by people.
There were irregular stone slabs on the ground, forming neat roads. The style of the houses was something that many people had never seen before. It was different from Elder Warrenz's Keshen tribe. Their houses looked more practical, and there were no unnecessary decorations. They looked like simple wooden houses, but when they looked at the neatly arranged houses in the village, the visual impact was not small.
There were more than ten similar buildings here, and the entire village was surrounded by a wall that was similar to the 'wooden wall' in Bolpe. There were many trolls here, and it seemed like their standard of living was not low!
As they followed the hunter into the village, many people did not cause much of a commotion, unlike Carolina's appearance and that of other trolls. Instead, Carolina widened her eyes and looked around, as if she was surprised by something.
"Lainey?"
Many people looked at the sexy dragon girl, who blinked her eyes, as if she had just walked out of her memories.
"What is it?"
"You've seen these before?"
"No, I just feel that the layout of these houses is a little familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen them before."
Carolina frowned slightly, as if she was trying hard to remember something. "Sorry, I really can't remember."
"Why are you apologizing?" Many laughed and pointed at a large house not far away, "Looks like we've arrived."
The leader of the Melk tribe was also an old troll, but his speech and behavior were much more interesting than what one would expect. It was interesting because he felt that he wasn't facing a simple-minded troll, but rather a shrewd and unscrupulous old merchant!
This was because this troll leader's speech and actions were flawless. He was not like the reckless old hunter from before. Although this tribe leader was not young, his speech and actions were very nimble, and gave many a headache.
"To this place?
You will need to pay a price. "
"Such as?"
"Your life."