"Regoul, what do you think Your Excellency Abel is going to do? If you have anything to say with an elf, just grab it and question it!" A wolf cavalryman following behind Regoul asked with complaints in his tone.

Regoul rode on his own wolf and looked back at the wolf cavalry. His expression on his face could not express his joy or anger, but he still said to him: "What are you worried about when you have decided by Lord Abbot? Just do your own thing well."

"I just think that Lord Abel is so nice to this female elf! Those long ears are all bad species, so they shouldn't be polite to them. They are arrested and tortured, and then slaughtered and fed the wolf!" The wolf cavalry said harsh words, and the expression on his face became resentful, looking like he had an irreconcilable hatred with the elf.

The wolf cavalry was not old and even looked a little childish, but the hatred between humans and elves seemed to be engraved in his bones, making him feel full of resentment when he mentioned elves.

This is not something that is difficult to understand for humans. Although the war between humans and elves occurred hundreds of years ago, the elderly in the tribe have been passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation. Even if they tell bedtime stories to children, the most common ones are how fierce and cruel elves are, how they drive humans out of their hometown, how they defeat the coalition forces of humans and other races, and the human gods.

Such stories have been passed down from generation to generation. Now, perhaps these young humans don’t even know what elves look like, but when they mention elves, the hatred engraved in their blood makes them very hostile to elves.

Perhaps the leaders of each tribe can view the elves with a relatively peaceful attitude, but even legendary warriors like Regoul still find it difficult to hide their inner hatred for the elves.

"Do you think I don't want to capture this elf? But this is the order of Your Excellency Ebel. He wants to get more information from this female elf!" Regoul yelled at the wolf cavalry impatiently. He also didn't understand why Ebel did this. Although Ebel explained to him before, how could the hatred between humans and elves be resolved by just a few words?

Although Regul was also angry at this time, he also knew that there was nothing wrong with Abel choosing to treat this female elf with soft means.

How terrible is the invasion of the Wilderness God? Regoul participated in the two wars against the believers of the Wilderness God. He knew very well. Abel hoped to obtain information about the Wilderness God through this female elf, so as to get in touch with the Wilderness God, and then let the Wilderness join in the battle against the Wilderness God. This is undoubtedly a good thing for fighting the Wilderness God.

However, the hatred between humans and elves still made it difficult for Regoul to convince himself to accept such a practice. At this time, he could only execute Abel's orders with dissatisfaction.

As if to divert his attention, Regul asked another wolf cavalry who was also following him: "How did the terror tyrannosaurus whom Lord Abel hunted yesterday deal with it? Lord Abel is really amazing. He killed such a big beast with just two swords! His spoils must be kept well and not damaged."

"The skin of that terrorist terror is too hard. We can't cut its skin open. We can only transport the whole giant beast back to the camp." The wolf cavalry, who was asked by Regoul, couldn't help but smile bitterly. Even though the giant beast called terror terror had been killed, the hard green hard skin was still difficult to cut.

The fine knife forged by the elves in Chandi's hand could not be cut open, not to mention that the steel weapons in these humans were not high-quality, and only the pair of elves from the Netherel Empire in Aber's hand could be cut open.

"Just make the head full!" Regour felt very helpless when he heard the report from his subordinates. The terrifying tyrannosaurus was seen from the name given to him by humans. This terrifying green beast is one of the existences in the Thousand Needles Forest at the top of the food chain. Even the four-winged flying dragon is difficult to pose any threat to it. Abel was able to kill it with just a pair of scimitars, which really made Regour sincerely admire him. If it were the same person, even if he had the same weapon, Regour would not be sure to do the same thing.

With such a complicated mood, Regul led several wolf cavalrymen, riding a wolf, falling behind Eber and Chanti, and following them all the way south.

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After Abel took Chanti to leave the original campsite, he headed south and walked for about a day, he arrived at the residence of a human tribe.

This place of residence is not large, and it can only accommodate hundreds of people. It seems that a very small tribe once lived here, but now it has long been abandoned and empty.

"Mr. Aber, this place seems to be a settlement, but why... no one?" Chandi looked around carefully. The residence was still intact. Although it had been abandoned for a long time, there were no traces of damage. It was just that the weeds inevitably grew, which made the place a little desolate.

"This is an abandoned residence, and no one has lived there for a long time." Abel led Chanti to push open the door of the largest house in his residence. They planned to spend the night here tonight: "But the house is still intact. We will stay here for one night tonight and continue our journey tomorrow."

There is only a table and a few chairs in the room. There is also a fireplace near the wall. There are some wooden boards nailed to the wall, and several animal skulls hanging on it. Some of the wooden boards are empty, but from the traces above, it can be seen that some weapons were hanging there.

Abel could see that this place should be the chamber of the residence. If the humans in this place had not moved away, this place should be the core of the entire residence. Judging from the size of this place, it should be just a small tribe with a small population.

He raised his hand and touched the table, looked at the dust on his fingers, Abel turned around and said to Chanti, "Chanti, please clean up the place. We will stay here for the evening. I'll get some firewood."

"Okay, Mr. Aber." Chandi nodded and agreed. Although the wood elves prefer to sleep in the wild and get close to nature, they do not refuse to live indoors.
Chapter completed!