As if seeing through Eric’s thoughts, Evan moved a little closer:
"What I said remains valid forever. Don’t worry, my symbiosis leaf can withstand very strong attacks. And there is ; I will also always be by your side to protect you at the Hadu tribe."
Eric wanted to refuse, shaking his head:
"But you also have your own ho. How about this: you also give a communication stone. If I encounter danger, I will send you a ssage, and you can use magic to co save ."
"That won’t work. My race is ultimately not true space mages. The royal secret techniques have many usage restrictions; it is almost magic we only use when absolutely necessary. Each ti it is used, it takes a very long ti to recover magical power, and during that ti, one cannot teleport. It is still more reassuring to be by your side personally."
Evan raised his hand to stop Eric’s refusal:
"Rest assured. Now that you have a mate, it’s inconvenient for to stay in your house. Didn’t you plan to build a house after the harvest? You aren’t short of a room for , right?"
He certainly wasn’t short on space, but Eric had his own concerns. The Elf King already seed to have an opinion of him, and bringing soone’s son ho seed like asking for a beating.
But Evan spoke very firmly, and it was out of good intentions, so Eric resignedly said:
"Alright then. Originally, I had to prepare a room for you anyway. Whenever you have ti, co stay for a while, consider it a vacation."
What was that about guarding all the ti? There’s no such thing as guarding against thieves for a thousand days. Eric was already very touched that Evan had this heart.
Seeing him agree, Evan finally relaxed and smiled.
When night fell completely, the sky full of twinkling stars was like a painting hung in the sky, beautiful to the point of being a bit unreal.
Aside from not being able to see this scene with Max, Eric had no other regrets. Life only has a few monts; when he gets old, he will surely recall the scenery he saw today from ti to ti.
...
Mirinda was a nearly perfect tour guide.
With him personally leading the Snow Wolves around the Elven city, naturally, no Elf dared to show disgust toward the Snow Wolves.
Whether it was the wooden sculptures of the nature goddesses or other Elven deities, or the various bows and special props, as well as the special dishes of the Elf tribe, the Snow Wolves found it all strange and new.
Beastn lived in poverty. At the Ox-Head tribe’s Spring Market every year, everyone exchanged useful things; there really wasn’t a market for the purpose of leisure like the Elf tribe’s.
Moreover, there were many shops specializing in snacks, jewelry, and weapons, categorized and hanging all sorts of flags. This was also sothing beastn didn’t have, and everyone watched without blinking.
The trading currency of the Elf tribe and humans was the sa: gold, silver, and copper coins. Michael and Max rushed out without paying attention to bringing these things; at most, they had a few magic cores hunted on the road.
Magic cores could also be used for trading, but they needed to be exchanged for money first before one could go to shops to buy things.
Mirinda, as the host, naturally wanted to pay out of his own pocket to buy things for the Snow Wolves. But as soon as they heard he wanted to pay, even Kevin, who had the strongest shopping desire, repeatedly refused.
In the end, Mirinda couldn’t sway these Snow Wolves and had to give up, leading them to a place specializing in money exchange. Kevin and the other warriors then excitedly dispersed, each taking money to buy the items they liked.
Because Max was there, the magic beasts killed on the road were of quite high rank; there was even a level six magic core, which they wouldn’t have dared to imagine before.
As such, the amount of gold coins exchanged was very significant. Thomas, like an old father, distributed the money to the warriors who didn’t know how to worry. He also instructed them to be careful and try not to cause conflict with the Elves; after all, they were guests, not there to cause trouble.
Grass was the only female in the group. Their Snow Wolves were not like the Golden Lion tribe, where generally male strength was stronger, so Thomas naturally favored her, lovingly giving Grass an extra handful of gold coins.
"I see that jewelry store over there is very beautiful. Females all like beautiful jewelry. Go buy so things you like. If you don’t like anything, then buy so for your mother."
After speaking, Thomas himself felt a bit tempted. After all, now that the danger had passed, perhaps he should buy so beautiful jewelry for his partner.
During these days, Luci worried about Eric’s safety every day, and then worried about Max’s injuries; she had suffered.
Hearing that the Elf tribe had high aesthetic standards - and indeed, the Elves walking on the street were each more beautiful than the last - he planned to choose so for his partner.
Thomas and Grass went to the jewelry store together, while the other Snow Wolves took the money and disappeared without a trace. Michael first patted Max, who had a cold expression, comforting him a bit before quickly leaving as well.
It was hard to get to the Elven Forest.
Although Elves were quite annoying, the Elf tribe’s goods were truly varied, and there were shops and markets. Michael’s heart had long been itching, and he quickly chased after Kevin.
Max was the only Snow Wolf who knew Evan’s thoughts. As a mate, he was always more sensitive about those around Eric, and Evan was the only one who could give him a sense of threat.
After Evan left the Hadu tribe, Max had actually breathed a sigh of relief.
He could see that Eric also had favorable feelings toward Evan. Since Eric previously hadn’t clearly understood if his feelings for Max himself were love, Max worried that Eric’s feelings for Evan were also not just friendship.
The two had now beco mates, but with the precedent of Arthur forcibly taking Eric away, Max, despite trusting Eric in his heart, did not trust Evan.
Max was skilled in combat, but when it ca to matters of the heart, it was quite difficult for him. Countless thoughts swirled in his head at this mont, and his heart was anxious and uneasy.
Others had all left, and the only one who could see his worries, Michael, had also gone. Thomas, this father, only thought about his partner and didn’t think of his son’s unease.
Mirinda saw that only Max was left, so it wasn’t convenient for him to leave either.
Ultimately, this matter was caused by his younger brother. Outsiders might not know, but could this older brother not understand his younger brother’s thoughts?
Facing this legitimate mate, Mirinda also felt a bit awkward in his heart.
"I heard you are a very strong warrior. Not far away is an arena; so Elves who want to compete in strength will go there to compete. You surely would be interested. As for the other Snow Wolves, you don’t need to worry; I have asked the guards to pay more attention, nothing will happen."
Max was currently frustrated and had no mood to watch Elves fight. If it were before, he might have wanted to compete with the Elves to improve his combat skills, but now he wasn’t in the mood.
"No need, I will wait here for them to return." He refused.
Waiting ti was always long. Seeing the sky turn dark and Eric still hadn’t returned, Max’s expression beca increasingly unsightly.
At this mont, a quarrel erupted not far away. Max frowned and ran toward it; he recognized it was the sound coming from the jewelry store where his father and Grass had gone.
They had clearly instructed the tribe mbers to pay more attention to the Snow Wolves, so why was there still a quarrel?
Mirinda’s eyes turned cold, and he followed to see the situation.
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