Those elves look young, at least... if judged by human aesthetic standards.
The biggest one looks like a human being at the age of 12 or 13, while the smallest one looks like a child at the age of 5 or 6.
Of course, with Al Moonlight as a warning, Boxer knows that even the smallest looking elf may be old enough to be his eldest brother.
However, he noticed that the hair color and pupil color of these fairies were different from those of fairy girls.
There are blond hair, red hair, brown hair and green hair, but there is no gray black hair like his and girls.
According to the players' understanding, the elves in the "Spirit Country" are also divided into many tribes, and the best way to divide the tribes is to see their hair color pupil.
The different hair colors indicate that these young elves and girls are not the same tribe.
These elves hugged in the corner, and some of the younger ones had fallen asleep in the arms of their companions, but there were indistinct tears on their faces.
The older elves, who were awake, looked out of the cell with alert eyes. Their faces were pale. Even if they tried to calm down, they could not hide their fear and confusion about the future in their eyes.
The boxed lunch attracted the attention of the elves when they were brought in.
After seeing the bound fairy girl, an older male fairy suddenly widened his eyes, rushed to the prison door, grabbed the railing and shouted:
"Yeh... Sister Nightingale! You... why are you also arrested?!"
His voice was crisp and tender, with surprise and worry.
"Sister? Has your sister also been arrested?"
His voice caught the attention of other young elves.
Soon, everyone rushed to the door and looked at the girl with eyes of attachment, worry or sadness:
"Sister Nightingale! It's really Sister Nightingale!"
"Sister, what have they done to you?"
"Elder sister, are you hurt?"
"Sister Nightingale...... You...... How can you......"
Looking at those childish faces, the fairy girl called Nightingale suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and her expression was gentle.
She nodded to the elves and gave them a worried look to show comfort.
"Get in! Don't shout!"
Seeing the elves who rushed to the prison door, two humans swore, and then whipped the railing of the prison door, causing a scream.
Only when the elves cowered to the deepest part of the cell did they stop contentedly.
"Uh...!"
The nightingale's eyes widened when she saw the rude actions of human beings,
She glared at the whip wielding human, subconsciously about to break away from the rope, but soon was kicked by boxed lunch.
The girl looked back angrily, but after seeing the calm eyes of boxed lunch, her anger gradually subsided.
She understood the meaning of boxed lunch eyes——
chill.
Instead of putting boxed lunches and nightingales in the prison of the young elves, humans took them to a deeper prison dedicated to professionals and locked them up.
This cell seems to be stronger and more profound.
After they were thrown into the cell, they left.
After confirming that human beings have gone far, the fairy girl called Nightingale suddenly stood up.
In a moment, she broke free from the rope on her body and pulled the cloth strip off her mouth. Then she immediately reached the prison door and began to pry the lock.
The girl was very skillful. In less than a minute, the heavy lock was easily opened by her.
When the nightingale was ready to rush out of the cell, she heard the voice of boxed lunch behind her:
"Are you going to die?"
Like pouring cold water from head to foot, the nightingale suddenly calmed down.
Her movement was slightly sluggish, and her clear voice was trembling:
"They... are my brothers and sisters. I want to save them!"
The boxed lunch was silent for a moment and said:
"Wait for reinforcements."
After saying that, he pointed to the top of his finger, stretched out two fingers and shook his head:
"Two pieces of silver."
After listening to his words, the nightingale returned, grabbed the boxed lunch's shoulder, and her voice shook:
"I know there are two people with silver strength, one is a mage! But... but..."
Her voice was tinged with tears.
"Trust me."
The voice of boxed lunch is deep and powerful.
After listening to the boxed lunch, the nightingale gradually loosened her grip on his hands, and the whole person knelt on the ground:
"I... Can I really trust you? Seeing their fear, I really... I am really worried... They are still children, they are still children!"
As she spoke, the nightingale began to sob
The boxed lunch didn't speak.
He hesitated for a moment and put his hand on the girl's shoulder to comfort her.
The nightingale sobbed for a moment, then gradually stopped.
She wiped her red eyes and began to tell her story
"I hate people... they destroyed my home."
"After the God War a thousand years ago, the Shadow Tribe was divided into several branches, and we chose to sneak into human society and live in seclusion about a hundred years ago..."
"The most dangerous place is the safest place."
"In fact, our tribe is good at hiding. Every time we hide our identity, we change places to live. Although we wander, we still survive..."
"The name Nightingale was chosen by my mother. In the fairy language, Nightingale symbolizes beauty and freedom. She hopes I can live freely..."
"Nightingale · Shadow... It's a good moral, but... how could it be?"
"The wandering life is full of risks."
"Later, the elders of the family saved a wounded human knight out of compassion and kindness, but accidentally let the other party find out our identity..."
"The knight promised that he would appreciate our help and would not tell our secret..."
"He really behaved well and spoke sincerely. He was industrious, modest, kind-hearted and loyal... He almost matched all our elves' perceptions of knights..."
"So... the elders believed him."
"But... I'm against it. I don't trust human beings. I think we should shut down those who find our secrets, no matter who they are..."
"However, I was scolded by the elders, who firmly and naively believed that the knight would abide by the rules of the knight and would not reveal the secret of the benefactor..."
At this point, the nightingale smiled ironically:
"How could it be? That's human!"
"After the human left, he soon returned with a group of mercenaries..."
"What loyalty? What kindness? In front of interests... everything is false!"
"The price of a young female elf is enough to turn an ordinary person into a millionaire. How can greedy humans not be impressed..."
"That branch of our tribe died because of it."
"I witnessed my father killed by human beings when he rebelled, and my mother... my mother was defiled by them... Finally, even I was captured by slave traders."
"At that time, I was desperate. It was another elder who lived in seclusion in human society who saved me..."
"She is not an elf, but she sympathizes with the elves. She has opened an orphanage, but actually all the elves she saved from human hands are taken in..."
"Including me... and my brothers and sisters."
"My brothers and sisters are not from the Shadow Tribe, but they are all poor children persecuted by human beings..."
"We hide our identity and hide in the orphanage, which is the protection of the seniors and gives us a second home..."
"Although we need to hide, we need to hide our identity, but at least... we survived again."
"I am the oldest, and the elder has taught me a lot. I have also followed the elder to sneak into the human caravan and saved many companions. My younger brothers and sisters all call me elder sister, they are very close to me, and I love them very much..."
"Later... I died in an accident."
"As the oldest sister, I wanted to take the elder's will, continue to maintain the whole orphanage, and save the elves from human hands, but I didn't want the elder's death to arouse human suspicion, and they found our secret..."
"While I was out, my brothers and sisters were arrested."
"I chased here all the way, hoping to save my brothers and sisters... but I didn't think I was so powerless..."
"I... am really a failed sister..."
"Nah..."
The nightingale shed tears and looked sadly at the boxed lunch:
"Is there really no shelter for our elves in this world?"
"Can we only become goods?"
"Why? Why on earth? What have we done wrong?"
"Is kindness really a sin? Is kindness really only bad luck?"
"If so, I would rather fall into darkness!"
"But... where is our future?"
After listening to the nightingale, boxed lunch fell silent.
A moment later, he took a deep breath and said:
"Yes."
"Have you?"
The nightingale's eyes whirled with tears:
"Even if we are really saved this time, it is just another cycle of hiding and chasing......"
"We have lost our powerful power, leaving only the damned and beautiful appearance, the desirable life span and special physique..."
"Do we really have a future like this?"
The nightingale grabbed the jacket of the boxed lunch and asked with a sad smile.
Boxed lunch looked down at her.
His expression was still calm, but his eyes were much softer.
"Yes."
This time, his voice softened a lot:
"Both shelter and future exist."
When he finished, the whole cell suddenly shook slightly, and a cloud of dust rose.
It seems that there is a high dragon whistling from above.
The boxed lunch took a deep breath and lifted the startled nightingale up:
"OK."
His breath kept rising, and his eyes gradually became sharp:
"The reinforcements have arrived."
He pulled out a dagger from the sole of his shoe that had been hidden by him!