Open Your Quest Log - Chapter 493

Being alone among the elves made Barrett feel uncomfortable.

He sat on a circular bench surrounded by rainbow eucalyptus trees, with his legs crossed, leaning against the back of the bench, trying to be as natural as possible.

This multi-colored eucalyptus tree grows in the middle of a wide, straight road flanked by rows of jacarandas with blue-violet flowers. The dense canopy of jacaranda trees twists and turns, forming a shade, converging into a vault above the head, giving people a sense of tranquility and deepness.

From time to time, there are elegantly dressed men and women elves passing by, and almost every pedestrian will look at him curiously. Barrett was very familiar with that kind of look, the kind of look that humans use when watching a dancing bear in a circus, a look that is novel, surprised, and high.

I wouldn’t mind jumping in a little bit if someone was willing to throw a few gold coins for me, Barrett laughed to himself. Although I’m not very good at dancing, but at least better than the bear in the circus.

The little mage Chris went to the palace at the end of the road. Although the elves didn’t stop Barrit from following, the barbarians didn’t want to get involved in complicated matters that he didn’t understand and wasn’t interested at all.

Our barbarian adventurer is very self-aware. He knows that he is just an adventurer. He is best at slashing people and killing monsters.

Waiting was a bit boring, Barritt took out the lich diary from the negative energy plane from the space ring, and wanted to read two pages casually to relieve the boredom. The lush shade made the surrounding light a little hazy, which affected reading a little, but Barrett didn’t care about it.

But when he just opened the diary, the canopy above his head suddenly cracked a gap. A ray of soft sunlight shone straight down from the gap, shining on him in a grand manner.

This…, this is too **** ostentatious, Barrett was stunned. Isn’t that what the protagonist of an opera is treated to?

He closed the diary subconsciously, and the gap above his head also recovered. Yo, this is really interesting. The barbarian suppressed the urge to try again, and took the diary back into the space ring.

If only I could find a pub for a drink, thought Barrett. It’s a pity that he is not familiar with the place here, and the signs hanging on the nearby tree house buildings are still elf characters that he does not know a word of. Looking for someone to ask the way? Forget it, don’t make any extras, just stay safe.

The thought of the tavern made Barrett feel a little dry. Taking advantage of others not paying attention, he secretly took out the wine bag from the space ring, took a sip, and put the wine bag back.

Ah, how comfortable! The barbarian burped involuntarily.

A lop-eared rabbit who came out of nowhere hopped across the street. It was attracted by Barrett’s wine burp. It stood up and froze for a few seconds, and then jumped straight over.

It came to Barrett, squatted on the ground, and looked up at Barbarian with big round eyes, embarrassing the latter.

Go, go, be careful I eat you! With a smile on his face, Barrett drove the unrecognizable rabbit with his hands imperceptibly, but the rabbit did not leave as he wished, but stayed where he was and looked at him all the time.

What the **** are you going to do? Want to eat carrots too? In order to make the other party leave quickly, Barbarian took out an orange-red carrot from the space ring and carefully handed it to the rabbit.

But at this moment, the lop-eared rabbit opened his mouth and spit out a non-standard common language, “Human, do you need help?”

Barrett pulled the carrot back instantly and put it directly into his mouth, “No, thank you, I’m fine, ahem, fine.” He pretended to be calm. Damn, the other party doesn’t seem to be an ordinary rabbit, but a Druid change.

“Did I scare you?” Rabbit blinked. “If so, allow me to say ‘sorry’, I didn’t mean to.”

“No, no.” The barbarian wouldn’t admit such a thing. “I just didn’t expect Druids to be able to speak in animal form, so if I was a little surprised, just a little bit.”

“I learned this from Master Ikad Oakleaf,” Rabbit said. “But I’m not very proficient in speaking your human language, and many of your pronunciations don’t exist in Elvish.”

It was the fat raccoon. The barbarian is stunned, but isn’t this technique useless? Barrett subconsciously took another bite of the carrot in his hand, and suddenly realized that the scene at this time was a bit strange.

Humans sat on the bench with their legs crossed, nibbling on carrots, while the rabbits on the ground kept looking up.

“Are you eating?” Barbarian asked with a cramp in his head. Damn, why am I asking this? Do you really think the other party is a rabbit? Am I an idiot?

“No, thanks, I don’t like vegetables. I’m more likely to eat fish than carrots,” said the rabbit. “Are you waiting for someone?”

“Yes, wait for one of my companions.” Barrett swallowed the carrot in his mouth. “He entered the magnificent palace and went to talk to your queen.”

Rabbit glanced at the palace at the end of the road, “Are you here with that young mage?”

“Yes, have you seen us before?”

“I haven’t seen it.” It shook its head, and its long ears dangled, “but before you got here, you have already attracted the attention of many people.”

It should be the information provided by the ‘Whisper Rangers’ encountered on the road, Barrett secretly speculated.

“Everyone has been discussing for the past few days whether you should allow the forces of your human mages to enter the vast sea grassland.” Rabbit said, “Most people are against it, but a small number of people are in favor.”

This matter has nothing to do with me, “Is there anyone else in favor? I thought all elves would oppose it.” Presumably the little mage thought so too.

The communication on the previous journey has already let Barrett know that the little mage Chris did not think this matter would be successful. This guy’s purpose is just to earn some points and help himself fix ‘Iron Bride~www.mtlnovel.com~ and take a break.

Staying in the underground mind flayer clan for nearly a year was really exhausting for this young mage.

“Only a race with a mother’s mind like Ant-Man can make only one sound, but we elves are not.” Rabbit said with a small three-petaled mouth, “We are better at poetry, literature, and music than other races. A variety of arts, all of which require a vast space and different personalities. Standing still will only make us gradually lose our vitality, the poetry will no longer be pleasant, the music will no longer be pleasant, and the words will no longer move people’s hearts. Therefore, we need to start from the Go out in the Holy Land and re-engage in this chaotic and magnificent world.”

It seems this guy should belong to that small group of people, “I hope so too.” Barrett nodded in agreement. Elves are not those evil mind flayers, and if they do return, there are still many benefits.

“If you need anything here, you can come to me.” Rabbit finally said, “My name is ‘Charlene’ and I live in the Sharp Claw District. You can easily find it by asking my name.”

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