Ark, after I died, the operators started to love me.

The small tent was pitched, and Mike lit the miniature primitive heater, creating a touch of warmth even in the icy and snowy landscape.

The two sat together, ate something, and then prepared to rest after not talking much.

When Mike took out his sleeping bag, Muirsey blushed and whispered, "Mike, we can actually sleep together."

"What did you say?"

The man looked up and saw the water sprite's face, which was flushed red to the roots of her ears.

Even he had to admit that Muirsay was really cunning now.

“I mean, we can sleep together, just like when you and Magellan went on your adventures.”

"Why are you suddenly bringing her up?"

The water sprite didn't speak again, staring straight at Mike, her expressive eyes seeming to tell him, "I know everything that happened outside."

Why would I have the idea of ​​sharing a sleeping bag with Muirsey?

There was a rustling sound inside the small tent, and the sleeping bags, big enough to fit two people, made Mike think that the water sprite had deliberately created this.

She's so cunning.

With a soft body pressed against his chest, nose to nose, Mike could even smell the scent of shampoo in her hair.

He hugged the person in front of him and received the same response.

"An, you are so warm."

Muirsey pressed her face against Mike's, as if the sleeping bag was so small that they had to do it this way to use it properly.

She tilted her head back, her expression suggesting she wanted a kiss.

"Ah."

When Mike kissed Muirsey, the air in the small tent was instantly filled with an aura of hormones.

"An, I like you."

"Me too."

The man abandoned his balanced form and appeared before the water spirit in his human form.

He wasn't tall or strong; all he had was a head of medium-length black hair.

Muirsey realized she was almost head over heels in love with him. As she parted her lips, she looked at Ann breathlessly, her sweet breath brushing against his face.

"I still don't understand how you did it."

"I am the embodiment of the fusion of human and demon, but after awakening on the land of Terra, the demonic aspects of me remained hidden in my genes. As a human, I possess abundant emotions, am sentimental, and more vulnerable..."

The water sprite suddenly licked the corner of her lover's mouth, startling Mike.

She's an elf, not a praying mantis.

"You guessed right, I want to eat you."

95. Why did the wood spirit initially act arrogantly but later become obsequious?

Silent all night.

None of the events Muirsey had envisioned would occur; ever since she said she would eat Mike, the man had become much more wary of her.

The water sprite was on the verge of tears. She was a sprite, not a mantis; she wouldn't really eat him!

Unfortunately, Mike didn't believe it at all.

Miu Miu's expression fell, and she regretted adding her own dramatic flair, otherwise it would have become real.

Regret is regret, but there's still nothing that needs to be done.

The two rested for one night and continued their journey the next day.

Mike initially disagreed with the trip, but Muirsey said that the wood elves' dwelling was nearby, only a day or two away. The water elves' pitiful eyes softened his heart, making him feel like he was going back to his mother's home, so he reluctantly agreed to the plan.

In hindsight, he had been overconfident.

What Muirsays called a one or two-day journey, when converted to traveling through the dense forest, would probably take three or four days to complete, and even more terrifying things were yet to come.

The Sami region has abundant primeval forests. Because of the Sami gods, the locals attach great importance to the destruction and restoration of the natural environment, believing that every plant and tree may be the reincarnation of a dead Sami person. Therefore, once they enter the dense forest, they completely sever ties with human society.

Even in temperatures below -10 degrees Celsius, the lush, cold-climate trees maintain their dark green foliage. The vines that twine around the trunks intertwine, a testament to the tenacious and inextricable nature of life. The deeper Mike ventures into the dense forest and gets closer to the trees, the more apprehensive he becomes.

There are very few environments on this land that can evoke this feeling in him.

The terror emanating from life itself was impenetrable; not a breath of wind could penetrate it, not a ray of light could reach it. In the dim environment, one could almost hear the breaths of these living beings.

Muirsey turned pale with fright, clutching Mike's clothes tightly, and murmured, "How could this be? It wasn't like this last time I came..."

"It's none of your business; they're guarding against me."

Mike exhaled through his nose, and two white wisps of steam billowed from his nostrils.

In an instant, countless branches overhead trembled, and pure white snow fell gently, landing on the two of them. Luckily, they were wearing hats, so they didn't get wet.

“You are an elf, I am a human. No, I am not even a complete human. To the natives, I am an outsider, and outsiders are not welcome here.”

"That's not true, Doctor. I assure you, while the wood elves may not be very hospitable, they are definitely not bad people."

Mike sighed. How could Miu Miu be so clueless about something like this?

"I believe you, but the wood elves may not believe me, and vice versa."

The enemy must have discovered them when they ventured deep into the forest.

Elves? I've seen them before, but back then they weren't as... xenophobic as they are now.

Muirsey sensed the doctor's hostile tone and her eyes widened in alarm. The scene she least wanted to see was about to unfold, and she absolutely couldn't let it...

"Don't worry, I will be very restrained. If it really comes to it, I will leave here. The elven race owes us a favor, and I will do nothing for the sake of that person, since all the fantasy species in this series survived because of him."

What is the doctor saying?

For the first time, Muirsay found his words to be so profound and difficult to understand.

Quite abruptly, some obscure and difficult-to-pronounce words seemed to float in the cold air.

These sounds drifted by like the wind, and of the two people present, only Muirsay understood their general meaning.

Actually, this was also said to her, asking her why she brought strangers here.

The message conveyed between the lines was that the wood elves did not welcome outsiders and advised them to leave now.

Muirsey has been to many places. Most countries on this land have been affected by the Originium industry. They use Originium energy, which causes Originium particles to float in the atmosphere and spread to every corner of the land. Even the deep forests of Sami cannot escape it. But overall, this place is much less polluted.

Elves, who love and are close to nature, cannot tolerate polluted environments. They have searched for many places to settle down. Some places have been occupied by other countries that cannot accept a foreign race. Some areas have too harsh an environment, and living there would only hasten the extinction of their race.

The elves searched for a long time before finally deciding to settle down deep in the dense forests of Sami.

To some extent, the elf's decision was also approved by the will of Sami.

Finding a place to settle down does not mean that the elves are willing to coexist with other races. They regard the enclosed space as a paradise and use magic to set up barriers to prevent outsiders from coming.

Over the years, the United Exploration Association's expeditions have ventured into dense forests before. Even the most experienced explorers have gotten lost among the trees. Coincidentally, every meter they moved forward was a struggle, but leaving the forest was remarkably easy, as if the intertwined trees had made way for them to leave.

Once or twice is one thing, but if it happens too often, even the most naive person should realize that someone is deliberately preventing them from moving forward.

And the culprit behind all of this was the elf, the wood elf.

Muirsay said loudly, "The doctor is my friend. He is the director of Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals. I have mentioned him here before."

The sound drifting in the wind paused, as if it were recalling something or checking records.

After an unknown amount of time, Mike suddenly spotted the figure of a female elf standing on the trunk of a towering tree. Her appearance was very abrupt, as if someone was playing hide-and-seek there using a large leaf, and only when the leaf was lifted would one discover where the person was hiding.

If we were to use an insect to describe it, the dead leaf butterfly would be the best metaphor.

The newcomer was a young female elf, tall and slender with long arms and legs, wearing a mask. She looked down at Muirsey and Mike, and it must have been her who had spoken earlier.

“Water spirit, we are both spirits, and you should be welcomed here. But this person has a terrible aura about him, and no spirit will like him.”

Muirsey puffed out her not-so-impressive chest, took Mike's arm, and said earnestly, "I like him."

"You're not quite like us."

Perhaps this elf wasn't very good at speaking, because she compared Muels to a freak.

Well, for the elven race, Muleseth's unconventional behavior could be described as freakish, and she herself seemed to enjoy it, offering no rebuttal.

"You should listen to my purpose before you refuse me."

"So what? Even if I knew, the Ancestral Tree wouldn't agree to let you in."

"Listen to me first."

Muirsey took a firm stance and, disregarding the other party's objections, began by recounting the events that had occurred on the Sami Icefield.

The female elf listened intently, and even jumped down from the tree trunk, seemingly to understand better. She was much taller than Muirsey, but only slightly shorter than Mike.

However, she didn't look at Mike, as if the man didn't exist in front of her at all.

Mike scratched his head. The elf fit his stereotype quite well, or rather, the other party was like a textbook example, as if it had been carved from a mold.

After listening to Muirseth's description, the female elf thought for a few seconds and then shook her head: "We have heard about what happened on the Sami Icefield, but the Ancestral Tree has not made any statement. I can only say that I cannot help you. If you have no other questions, please leave."

"But……"

Before Muirsey could say anything more, Mike tugged at her clothes and said curtly, "Excuse me."

Then, he turned and left with the reluctant water sprite, his unwavering attitude slightly surprising the female sprite.

I thought there would be more entanglement, but I didn't expect the ending to come so quickly.

Her gaze involuntarily fell on the water sprite. Muirsey really listened to this person. Could this be her sweetheart?

In the context of the long lifespan of the elves, Muirsey is only at the age of preschool. Her lover can only accompany her for a few decades at most, and she will have to spend the rest of her long life in solitude.

Therefore, elves usually resolve their differences internally to avoid the pain of separation later on.

Although everyone despises the theory of lifespan, the limitations of lifespan are ultimately undeniable and cannot be ignored.

……

Muirsey was a little unwilling and looked back several times, but Mike's steps were firm as he moved forward. He had been rejected and had no intention of looking back.

"Doctor, can we really...?"