But Gris didn't realize what mistake he had made, and he felt inexplicably surprised.

The misunderstanding between the green-haired elf and these dwarves is very reasonable. Indeed, the person who looks like humans in Gris is the demon clan Emina, but in the eyes of a truly discerning person, her purple hair is the most conspicuous identity mark. Gris is wrapped in the magic armor, without a ray of life, and it doesn't look like a normal human. Not to mention the captive of the black-eyed snake man, there is no need to mention the image of an abyss monster on his body.

No wonder others misunderstand this way, in this era of life-and-death war between humans and abyss monsters, the only result of abyss monsters appearing on human territory is to be attacked by groups.

Fortunately, this green-haired elf had seen Gris's image during the magic messaging. He knew that the old principal of Belkin Academy once had a magic guard wearing armor and appeared in the Imperial City on a red dragon. He may be the first dragon knight in history. Some time ago, news came that Lord Gris, who had been missing for seven years, appeared in the world again.

"You said it was a misunderstanding? Why didn't you recognize Gris even after being ambushed for so long?" Emina asked. Neither she nor Gris could be easily fooled. These people didn't know when they started ambushing them. After so long, can't they recognize Gris? They must wait until they take action to recognize them?

Emina's words suddenly made the green-haired elf's face turn red like fire. She twisted her fingers with her hands, lowered her head and said in shame: "My eyesight is not very good, it's too far away and I can't see clearly..."

Emina's expression suddenly became extremely strange, and Gris also felt that things had become a bit ridiculous. An elf archer had bad eyesight? Wouldn't this let the mute sing an opera?

Under Emina's strange eyes, the green-haired elf's head was buried lower and lower. Finally, she simply squatted on the ground and poked the soil on the ground with her fingers: "I really didn't see clearly..."

The green-haired elf archer with myopia finally explained the matter clearly. It turned out that their group had been here early in the morning and stayed in the ditch to rest until the violent dwarf discovered the traces of Gris and others. The green-haired elf archer was not only an archer, but also an elf apostle. She used natural breath to cover up the dwarves' aura, so Gris did not discover it.

"What's your name?" Emina asked.

"Xintiya, my name is Xiantiya, hello sister." The green-haired elf pressed his forehead with his index finger. This is a unique etiquette of the elf apostle. (This character was created by Rhythm Triple Leaf Crocodile)

"My name is Musadin? Copper ball, violent dwarf warrior, elder of the Iron-Linked Tribe." As soon as Xiantiya finished speaking, another rude and loud voice roared. The giant stone statue dwarf nearly two meters came over and said loudly: "I'm sorry for what happened just now, it's all because of this dead elf's bad eyes." The dwarfs are all creatures with a straight temper, and they apologized directly without any hesitation.

I saw the granite-like gray-white skin of this giant stone statue gradually returned to blood, turning into a bronze-like color, and the size of the two meters was gradually shrinking, finally shrinking to about 1.45 meters, the common height of the dwarf. It was amazing to go from a burly man to a dwarf. I really don’t know how his body was so big, but Gris and the others who had seen the dragon clan’s transformation technique were not surprised.

"Oh, uncle..." Xiantiya squeezed her fingers with her hands again in guilt.

"Don't call me uncle!" The words "Uncle" made the bronze ball jump suddenly: "I am only 170 years old, you are already 200 years old, you are older than me."

The green-haired elf's neck was shrinking with a huge voice.

A two hundred-year-old elf? Emina looked at Sithia's white and tender skin, tender face, and innocent expression. She didn't look like a two hundred-year-old girl, but she looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. However, her tall figure and the two plump breasts showed that this body had already matured.

Then the dwarf of one hundred and seventy years old, with rough bronze skin and long waist, does not look like an uncle-level person, and he says that he has believed it.

Elf and dwarves are long-lived races. Dwarves can live to six or seven hundred years old, and only become adults at the age of one hundred or seventy. The lifespan of elves is even longer than one thousand and two thousand years, and two hundred years is not even considered adults.

Well, it is an immature behavior that will be entangled over the age issue. These two dwarf elves are children. With this enlightenment, Emina's vigilance has greatly reduced.

"Why are you here?" Coincidentally, in such a big wilderness, the Black-Eyed Snake Man did not run away elsewhere, and suddenly ran into someone else's ambush circle. Is this the Black-Eyed Snake Man's bad luck? Or is it that she and Gris have bad luck? Emina is a little unable to let go.

"We are transporting supplies to the God of War Fortress. We are now going home. When we are tired, we hide in the ditch over there to rest. You are just here." Xiantiya explained that her voice was very crisp. When she spoke quickly, she was like a small little bird singing.

"Then why do you hide in the ditch?" Emina and Gris have basically confirmed that these dwarves and elves have no malice towards them. They just misunderstood that they were monsters in the abyss, and that they would attack them.

After calming down from the fanaticism and knowing that he had hit the wrong person, most of the dwarves showed a very pure shameful expression. But he was shocked for no reason, and Emina could not easily forgive the culprit.

Under Emina's reproachful gaze, Sintiya's little head hangs down again, and she twisted her fingers and said, "The sun is so big that you will be tanned if you don't hide in the ditch..."

"..." Gris was speechless, not knowing what to say, because he realized that he and this green-haired elf were not from the same world at all.

On the contrary, Emina looked up at the sun on her head and asked, "Will this sun tan people?" Seeing the green-haired elf nodding, she decided to keep her current appearance, but she had originally planned to return to her light armor state.

This is how things happened...
Chapter completed!