Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree-Chapter 1246 - 807: Elf and Dragon (Part 2)

"There is actually such a thing?"

The two male Elves’ eyes lit up.

However, the Female Elf shook her head:

"I’ll just have juice, please switch it to juice."

"Alright... alright!"

The bartender stammered, glancing at the beautiful Female Elf, replaced the liquor, and brought a freshly squeezed juice.

The three Elves nodded in satisfaction and began to drink heartily.

Gradually, the tavern resumed its clamor, minstrels started playing music again, adventurers continued playing Gwent, while idlers and drunkards kept killing time with Gobang.

However, the sound was much quieter than before. If you looked closely, you would notice that almost everyone was secretly observing the three Elves.

And the three Elves were sipping their drinks and chatting with the bartender.

"Sir, we are adventurers from the Elf Forest, you can call me Li Mu. Have there been any interesting news around here lately?"

The Elf Druid asked with a smile.

His smile was so kind, it was hard not to have a good impression of him.

As he spoke, he pulled out a gold coin and placed it in front of the bartender.

Gold... gold coin!

Another one!

Old John’s eyes widened with envy.

A gold coin was equivalent to a hundred silver coins, about three or four months of his income!

The bartender was flattered.

He glanced at the gold coin, then at the smiling Elf, quickly pocketed the gold coin, and replied obsequiously yet warmly:

"Elf Lord, you’ve asked the right person! This is what I know best!"

"Recently... a few days ago, there was another beast tide in the northern icefield, attacking the border town. I heard many people died."

"And... a few days ago, the Lord signed an alliance with Marquis Wima, and might move against Count Misi to the south."

"It is said that a new Magic Stone Vein was discovered in the Western Domain, and they even extracted Demon Crystals..."

The bartender spoke animatedly, while the Elves listened intently.

"We’ve heard about those already. Is there anything else?"

The Elf Warrior inquired.

The bartender scratched his head and thought for a moment, suddenly his eyes brightened:

"Oh, I forgot to mention, there’s more! At the mine outside the city, a dragon is said to have appeared!"

"A dragon? What dragon?"

The three Elves were instantly interested.

Noticing their expressions, the bartender gestured exaggeratedly:

"A very big dragon! It’s said to have destroyed the entire mine!"

As he spoke, he pointed to Old John hiding at the side:

"Old John saw it with his own eyes! He was originally mining at the site!"

Startled by the bartender’s shout, Old John was taken aback.

The three Elves immediately turned their gaze towards him, almost causing his heart to stop.

"E-Elf Lord..."

Old John stuttered.

Although these Elves seemed pretty gentle, he couldn’t help but feel nervous in front of them.

"You saw the dragon? What kind of dragon was it?"

The red-haired Elf Warrior asked curiously.

Then, noticing the bloodstains on him, he slightly raised an eyebrow:

"Are you injured? Was it the dragon’s doing?"

Facing the Elf’s gaze, Old John became even more anxious.

However, before he could say anything, the red-haired Elf suddenly started chanting an obscure incantation.

Golden light bloomed on his body, countless pale golden particles appeared in his hands, then flew towards Old John, entering his body within his terrified gaze.

Yet, at the instant the particles entered him, Old John’s terror turned into astonishment.

He only felt a warm power flowing through his body, and the burning pain astonishingly began to fade away.

When he opened his clothes to look, he was shocked to find that the hideous wounds had all vanished.

Not only that, he felt as if he were reborn, his whole body seemed to be filled with strength in an instant!

As if he suddenly became ten years younger.

"Life Divine Skill! He is a Life Priest!"

The adventurers in the tavern exclaimed in surprise.

Life Divine Skill? Life Priest?

Old John was slightly stunned.

Then, he finally realized what had happened, quickly bowing to the red-haired Elf, his voice somewhat choked:

"Thank you! Thank you, Elf Lord! Thank you... for your healing..."

Being able to instantly heal his injury, and also cure all his old ailments, was definitely not a basic healing skill!

No...

The intermediate healing Divine Arts of the Eternal Church can’t possibly be this powerful!

He’s seen Priests perform it on patients before, and the effect was never as miraculous as this!

Seeing the excitement in Old John’s eyes, the Elf chuckled and waved his hand:

"It’s nothing, just a trivial matter... Tell us what you know!"

But soon, he frowned again:

"Oh my... a single healing spell cost me so much Magic Power... how grievous are your injuries? Wait... no, there’s still residual chaotic magic inside you... purifying those must have cost too much magic..."

"Tsk, mining... what kind of mine is it? When did you start? And what’s with the dragon?"

Hearing the Elf’s inquiry, Old John sighed and said:

"Elf Lord, it’s a gold mine outside the city, it’s been there for many years. I escaped from the south last year and just as they were recruiting miners, to make a living, I signed up."

"Gold mine? One year? And you drove yourself to this state in just one year? Are you mining or writing a web novel?"

The Elf Warrior looked surprised.

"Novel?"

Old John was puzzled.

"Uh... nothing, just a gold mine?"

The Elf changed the subject, asking again.

"It used to be, Luck City’s gold mine was quite famous in the Empire, but... last year a Magic Stone Vein was discovered underneath the gold mine."

Old John thought for a moment and answered.

"And the dragon?"

The Elf continued to ask, seemingly quite curious.

"The dragon appeared in the mine just a few days ago, it occupied the mine and drove all the miners away, not letting us get close."

Old John continued.

"Drove all the miners away?"

The Elf Warrior was slightly taken aback.

"Strange... from what I know, shouldn’t they have kept the miners to help dig for gold?"

The female Elf looked puzzled.

And the Elf Druid pondered for several seconds, a thought stirred in his mind, he asked:

"What did the dragon you saw look like?"

"Well... it’s... it’s too big, I couldn’t see clearly, everyone says it’s a dragon, I guess... it must be a dragon, huge, with scales, wings, just like the Minstrels describe them."

Old John shook his head.

"The color?"

The Elf asked again.

Old John hesitated a bit and said:

"It seemed... it seemed to be golden... just like the color of gold..."

"Golden... Golden Dragon?"

The Elves exchanged glances, and in each other’s eyes, they saw surprise once again.

"A Golden Dragon? Hey, that’s interesting... I think I know what’s going on now..."

The Elf Warrior stroked his chin.

As he spoke, he looked Old John up and down again:

"So... your injuries weren’t caused by the dragon?"

Old John nodded:

"No..."

He sighed again, gritting his teeth slightly and said:

"It’s those damned noblemen! After losing the mine, they took out their anger on us... didn’t even pay us!"

"Noblemen, huh..."

Upon hearing his words, the Elves all sighed slightly.

"Heh, noblemen here are all the same, in their eyes, commoners are probably worth less than the dogs they raise."

The Elf Warrior sneered and shook his head.

After speaking, he looked over at his companions:

"Brother Mu, Dongdong, what do you think? Should we go check out the mine? There’s still some time before the Dragon Island mission is due, we could also call Miao Miao and Sister Feng. Hmm... they might already know about this by now."

Hearing his words, the two other Elves exchanged a glance and nodded.

They were on this journey to both enjoy the adventure and complete their limited tasks.

Seeing his companions agree, the Elf Warrior was even happier. He turned back, looking at Old John again, and chuckled:

"So... how should we address you, sir?"

"Kind Elf Lord... you... you can call me Old John, everyone calls me that..."

Old John replied with trepidation.

"Alright then, Old John, can you take us to the mine? As a reward, I can give you a gold pound."

The Elf Warrior said cheerfully, and took out a shiny gold pound from his pocket.