The night wind blows from New Victoria Lake, bringing with it a hint of coolness.

But in the campsite, beside the huge bonfire, the humanoids were shouting and singing wildly.

The four halflings made Zerilla sit on a chair, and then they worked together to carry the chair and the chair around the campfire.

More halflings were on the side, singing and dancing like floats escorting a parade.

"Duk-duk-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah, beep-dum-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah,..."

What kind of song is this, so magical, so awesome?

Juan did not join the carnival. He looked at Morgan, who was missing one of his right arms, and asked, "What are they doing?"

Morgan's wound has been treated by Moss and no longer bleeds.

He beat the tambourine of the Demon Antelope Pimon with his left hand, echoing the rhythm of the field.

Morgan didn't seem at all anxious about losing an arm.

He answered with a smile: "A traditional celebration of halflings, dedicated to heroes who hunt beasts."

"I think they should praise you more. After all, you have made a huge sacrifice."

"No, no, today is Zerila's festival. A celebration does not need two protagonists, and I have been carried by them a long time ago."

Mo Si came over with roasted golden lion tenderloin: "Would you like some? It's more tender than expected."

"Give me a piece, um, it tastes good."

Huan gave a thumbs up to Frodo who was handling the lion meat.

Frodo waved his extremely sharp Elven sword in response, and then continued his work.

"Moss," Juan turned around and asked, "How long will it take for Morgan's hand to recover?"

"At least for half a month, he is a pure human, insensitive to magic, and regeneration magic is almost ineffective against him.

"But there is a rescue capsule in the building. The life-sustaining fluid inside is specially formulated for human genes and can help him recover."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

Juan saw the doll also joining the carnival around the campfire.

Together with four other halflings, it was jumping around with a whole golden lion skin peeled off, like a lion dance, very excited.

Morgan chuckled and said: "Frodo's skinning skills are good. Juan, what do you think of nailing this lion skin to the wall of the bar?"

"I don't have nails as sharp as the Elf Sword, but I can use glue, but this is Zereela's trophy. What did she say?"

"She doesn't care. The Draenei people's coming-of-age ceremony focuses on spiritual experiences, not material achievements."

At this time, Thorin came over and said, "Report to the head of state, everything is normal."

"Thank you, Thorin. You can let the dragon self-defense team members who are not on guard duty come to the celebration, but,"

Juan bent down and whispered in Thorin's ear:

"You need to be on the same page with them. You happened to be patrolling here."

"Understood, Head of State, we just patrolled here and came here when we saw the light of the bonfire."

The carnival lasted until late into the night.

Just as everyone was preparing to finish, the dragon self-defense team member responsible for guarding the entrance to the camp sounded the alarm.

"Stop! What kind of work are you doing? If you don't answer, I'll shoot!"

Huan grabbed the shotgun and walked over. Next to him, Frodo was eager to try with the shining elven sword.

"It's you!"

A group of elves were standing outside the camp, all of them were as thin as refugees.

The leaders were Drizzt and Tris, both of whom looked very tired.

The pure black clouded leopards and griffins behind these two elves were also hungry and skinny, completely losing their former agility and arrogance.

The exiles looked at Juan blankly, but no one said anything.

They just stood there, like slaves being auctioned, neither resisting nor taking the initiative to do anything.

Juan knew that they must have been unable to bear it any longer, so they came here.

But their dignity prevented them from asking for help.

However, this "dignity" is ridiculous, as meaningless as the straw in the hand of a drowning man.

But maybe this is the only thing left that can support them standing.

Mosi quietly tugged on Juan's sleeve.

This sister, who every time she talks about her sister, wants to tie her up and give her a good spanking, now there is no expression of ridicule on her face.

Juan knew what to do.

"Ahem, I need a tour guide to take me around the beautiful scenery here.

"I am willing to pay appropriate compensation for this, such as food, or other things that can be used as compensation.

"This is an equal deal. If you are willing to accept it, according to the old rules, I can pay half of the remuneration first."

Juan saw the elves on the other side visibly relieved.

So, at Juan's signal, the halfling attendants stepped forward to guide the exiles into the camp.

The next morning, Juan slept until he woke up naturally.

After getting up, he went to a temporary restaurant to have breakfast or maybe lunch.

He saw Drizzt and Tris waiting there.

The color of the two elves has recovered somewhat, and their faces are no longer that gloomy look of despair.

"Good morning, have you eaten?"

Drizzt replied: "Yes, we have eaten. We know several beautiful scenic spots and can take you there now."

"No, no, no, not now."

Tris pouted and said, "We don't live for free. It was you who asked for a tour guide."

"Yes, I said I wanted a tour guide, but what I need is not a shopping tour with the tour guide deciding the itinerary, but a high-end customized tour that fully follows the tourists' requirements.

"So, it's up to me to decide when to set off and where to go."

Cuisi said dissatisfiedly: "You don't know what beautiful scenic spots there are here and when they are most beautiful. How can you decide?"

Juan wanted to quarrel with her: Do you really think of me as a tourist?

However, he still politely explained: "I was tired from hunting the golden lion yesterday, and I slept late at night, so I don't want to go out today.

"By the way, you are also familiar with Morgan. He is injured. Have you visited him?"

Drizzt said in a tone that was calmer than his age: "Yes, we went to see him, and Tris brought him some herbs.

"Although we know that compared to Mosi's treatment, these herbs may not be of much use... Uh... I hope Morgan can get better soon."

Herbs, haha, what herbs can make hands grow?

However, it is pointless to demand harsh words from people who are in trouble. As long as you have the intention, you can also give them bouquets of flowers that are of no use to you.

After breakfast Juan went to find Mousse.

"Mos, what are your plans for your sister?"

"Why are you asking me? You are the head of state and you make the decision."

"I can make the decision, but I need your opinion. This is very important."

"I don't care, this stupid girl can actually let the tree elves starve to death. She has really embarrassed our Baenre family.

"Being tied up and beaten is too lenient. This kind of leader who refuses to admit her mistakes and wants to save face and kills the people should find a dark place to detain her for three days or just sink her into a pond."

"Okay, I'll go make arrangements for Shen Tang."

Juan turned and left.

"Hello!"

Juan stopped.

"Let her eat a few full meals first. She's so thin that she won't be able to sink."

"Hahaha, I can see it," Juan turned around with a "I knew it was so" smile on his face, "Your weakness is your sister."

"Don't blame me randomly, that's not the case."

"Haha, you have a hard mouth but a soft heart. But there is one thing I didn't understand. When you asked Tris to be responsible for breeding World Tree seeds, weren't you afraid that she would be turned into a fool by the consciousness of World Tree?"

"It's normal to be pregnant for three years. Once the World Tree is born, the suppressed personal consciousness can be restored."

"real?"

"Of course, you must know that the queen was responsible for breeding the World Tree in the past, and I have never seen any queen turn into a fool after breeding.

“And after breeding the World Tree, you can possess some of the World Tree’s skills and enhance your magic affinity.

"Had I not been forced by Jack to move the whole clan, and there were still careerists in the clan who were ready to take action, I had to keep my head clear, and I would never have gotten such a good thing from her.

"Besides, with the way she is now, she might as well become a fool."
Chapter completed!