Why can't humans do it too?

What is this? After going through so much pain, have we finally learned to wear some protective clothing?

Suddenly suppressing a laugh, Su Er wondered how long this newly learned style of dress would last.

No, we can't reveal any weakness here!

Thinking of this, Suer quickly suppressed his smile and put on a serious face—although he didn't know how effective it would be, he had to let Xinke know that he absolutely could not be fooled like before!

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"Hmm? Is Mr. Monkey angry?"

Walking on the broken and piled-up ruins of the walls, Xin Ke nudged Su Er next to her.

It was a real poke; Suer felt his shoulder screaming for help.

"How could I dare? After all, she is the great Miss Nirbalen~", Suer sneered, but couldn't help rubbing his shoulder, forcing his cold demeanor to break down.

It hurts.

In an effort to maximize damage, Xinke even poked her fingertips into areas not protected by the Suer leather armor.

Ever since she began investigating this abandoned city, Xin Ke had been looking for an opportunity to inflict harm on him that wouldn't enrage him but would still cause him pain—though Su Er could understand the reason.

Looking down at her current attire, most of it was still the clothes that Ke'er had sewn. Shoulder pads and protective animal hides were tied to various vulnerable areas. Only in the places that had been torn and damaged due to the previous trek and attack could one see the shadow of the forest elf outfit that Xin Ke had brought over.

The garment was only used by Suer for repairs and padding... There was really no other way; the obvious white color was not conducive to concealing one's figure, and just looking at it made him frown.

This is what makes Xin Ke unhappy.

It has nothing to do with any other feelings; it's just the annoyance of having something I prepared wasted.

"Mr. Monkey, you haven't forgotten, have you? Command Three," Xin Ke threatened Su Er with a forced smile, reaching out her hand to Su Er as he climbed onto a collapsed stone pillar.

Although the wounds pierced by that twisted monster have healed, allowing her to stand again, the flesh corroded by the black ash makes Xin Ke walk with a limp, and even actions like climbing and scaling are extremely difficult.

"Sigh, I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten," Suer sighed deeply, grasped the hand, and pulled the woman up from below with a forceful pull.

Command three: Forbidden to call her "Great Miss Nirbalian," right? Although Suer hadn't forgotten this rule, he had unintentionally called her that many times during the journey without any incident, so he thought the woman had almost forgotten or didn't care about such a small matter.

"Is that the residential area over there?" Standing on this stone pillar, using the faint blue light emitted by the moss growing on the trees and walls, Suer pointed to the direction on his left and asked.

The houses of the forest elves, which are very clearly in line with the fantasy species of Suer, coexist harmoniously with the trees. In addition to the doors that are open and closed, Suer can also see many small holes that look like windows on the edges of many tree cavities.

How should I put it? I suddenly feel a little excited.

Many people have probably had this dream: to build a small treehouse in a huge tree where several adults holding hands and with outstretched arms couldn't hug it, where they could curl up and, ideally, brew a cup of hot tea... a secret base for men's dreams!

Unfortunately, even after Su Er graduated from university and entered the workforce, he had not found a large tree on which he could build a wooden house. Fortunately, he finally had the opportunity now.

“Yes, the area you’re pointing to is the residential area for ordinary people, and the large cavern right next to it is where the experimental workshop I built with the fairy species was located.” Staring expressionlessly at the bottomless cavern next to the residential area, Xin Ke’s eyes flickered, as if she was recalling something.

A dark and bottomless void, above which the tall dome disappeared into a perfectly smooth circle, and the red sky outside could still be seen. Such marks were no longer unfamiliar to Suer; he knew that these were the marks left by the attacks of the Skywing race.

“...How brutal,” Suer sighed inexplicably. Even though they had never met, Suer was filled with awe and fear for the Skywing race, who seemed like the most primitive headhunting tribe, based on the snippets of information Xin Ke had given him.

They carefully climbed down the stone pillar, then gently caught Xin Ke as well. The two of them then began to walk towards the residential area that had not been completely ravaged by the war.

This exploration was initiated by Suer, with the aim of searching for usable supplies and checking the surrounding environment. Xin Ke was specifically brought along because she was afraid that she might accidentally step on any remaining traps or strange magical artifacts. Although Xin Ke is currently unable to use magic, she can still see the spirits in the atmosphere.

According to Suer's original plan, after the two arrived at this abandoned city, they would quickly contact the other forest elves, and then they would take Xinke away. In this way, his agreement and mission would be completed, and he would just have to wait for Xinke to fulfill her promise. However, after learning that he had slept for three whole days, he couldn't help but have some subtle doubts about the efficiency of those forest elves.

Therefore, it's better to have two options.

Perhaps because of these trees, Suer felt that the air was much more humid than outside. The closer he got to the houses hidden among the huge trees, the more he liked them. The only pity was that there was no little 'sun' here to bring light and warmth.

At this moment, the 'sun' was indeed more important to him than these treehouses.

"Would you mind if I built a small hut on that vacant lot? It might clear away some of the flowers and plants," Suer casually asked Xinke, thinking of this.

He suddenly felt that settling here was a good idea, and if it wasn't too dangerous, he would even try to contact Riku to have some of the humans live here.

With water, light, and warmth, it's very convenient to grow things.

Chapter 131 The Little Hand Monster?

Only when we lose something do we realize how important light and heat are to us, not just in terms of physiological effects, but more importantly, psychological effects.

For Suer, everything in this world was too oppressive, so he longed for the light and warmth of the sun.

"Mr. Monkey really likes it there?" Returning to familiar places filled Xin Ke with mixed feelings. As she looked around at the familiar sights, she casually asked, "Or is it that you can't bear to leave the pool where we could bathe together?"

"...How dare you even mention taking a bath?" Suer rolled her dead fish eyes at the woman beside her.

"Hmm~, your reaction is quite interesting~", without any shame or embarrassment, Xin Ke even smiled and nodded at Su Er.

Funny my ass!

Too lazy to argue with this elf with such different values, Sue rolled her eyes and quickened her pace toward the nearest treehouse.

The world is different, the races are different, the cultures are different. It is unreasonable to impose his values ​​on these different races. Therefore, he only needs to run away depending on the situation.

According to Xin Ke, the attack on the city by the Skywing species happened nearly twenty years ago. Despite being just an ordinary wooden structure, it remained incredibly sturdy for so long without any repairs. When shoes landed on the moss-covered, fungus-covered steps, there was no tremor or creaking sound.

The only unsafe aspect is probably the slight slipperiness when the shoes rub against the damp moss.

"Huh? I thought Mr. Monkey was actually enjoying it even if he didn't say it... This reaction is getting a little boring~-Hmm?"

Following closely behind Suer, Xinke slowly walked to the door of the treehouse and tilted her head curiously. In front of her, Suer raised a hand to block her way, indicating that she should not go any further.

"Let's confirm this first. Xin Ke, can you tell how long those forest elf counterattack traps you discovered have been there?" Su Er asked in a low voice, bending over and looking at the wooden door in front of him with a serious expression.

"...Judging from the remaining number of elves, this is a newly established spell. Without using magic to investigate, it's impossible to accurately estimate the exact time. What? Has something happened?" Xin Ke gave the answer immediately. After hearing how Su Er addressed her, Xin Ke realized that this man had discovered something, so she stopped joking.

"Ah, it's a discovery that makes you want to be on edge," Su'er said, taking two steps to make room for Xin Ke. She gestured for Xin Ke to come forward and take a look. "Look..."

The most obvious thing is the handprint on the wooden door. Just from the slightly concave mark, you can tell how much force the owner of the hand used. But compared to this relatively subtle mark, the more obvious thing is the place where the wooden door meets the ground.

Is this due to the advantages of using all-natural materials? After being unused for over twenty years, long vines have grown from the surface of the wooden door, and even the bottom part where it touches the ground is pieced together by clusters of moss without a single gap—as it should be.

What Suer and Xinke now see are broken vines and a ground with obvious scratches. Much moss mixed with soil is still crushed in the cracks, and there is a small distance between the place where the wooden door is now and the boundary where the normal moss meets.

The marks were so fresh that these resilient plants hadn't had time to cover them up again.

"...That's all I can find out. The general situation is that the owner of this hand slammed on this wooden door. The huge force caused the door to turn inward and then bounce back, which is why it's stuck in the middle." It's really not detective material. This is all the observations and conclusions that Suer can draw.

Modern criminal investigation is a very large and complex field of study.

"I have no objection," Xin Ke simply nodded, showing no other thoughts on Su Er's analytical approach. She just stared intently at the handprint on the wooden door, "This handprint..."

His face was solemn.

"Ah, you noticed it too, didn't you?" Communicating with intelligent people is much easier. Su'er followed up in a low voice, "If possible, please tell me definitively that the level of the magic trap's setup is within the normal range for children of your forest elves. If it's convenient, please also tell me that your underage children are allowed to run around freely, like coming here to play..."

Although they tried to make the question sound humorous, neither Suer nor Xinke laughed.

"It's obviously impossible," Xin Ke's beautiful eyebrows furrowed tightly as her mind ruled out one possibility after another.

The reason why the two of them were in such a high-risk posture was quite simple: the handprint left on the wooden door was too small. If Suer were to make a simple comparison, the size of the handprint would be about the same as Nona's hand.

Isn't he still a child?

But it was precisely this hand, which looked like a child's, that bore such cruel marks.

“Is there any possibility, I mean just one possibility?” Su Er stroked his chin with a serious expression, beginning to sketch out an image of the person in this position in his mind, “The owner of this hand is probably about your height. Putting aside issues like body size, he has very small hands… This is just a guess, it may not be correct.”

The reason he came to this conclusion was that, compared to the size of a toddler's palm, the location of this handprint was far too high, not at all a place a child could have taken a picture of.

"……puff."

Despite the tense atmosphere, Xin Ke couldn't help but laugh at the image she had conjured up in her mind based on Su Er's words. What kind of distorted monster must it be?

"How could that be? Hahaha," Xin Ke couldn't help but laugh out loud. "No matter how you look at it, you should conclude that this monster was flying in the air, right? There weren't even any footprints on the ground. And there were no signs of being disturbed or trampled on the soil that was turned up when the doors were pushed open..."

Wait, a monster? Flying?

It was just a random association, but the image of a certain race flashed through Xin Ke's mind like an electric shock, which she then dismissed herself.

Even she herself thought it was foolish.

Chapter 132 Soviet Theory

Although it sounds strange, in Xin Ke's mind, the word "monster" is associated with the Skywing race, along with words like ugly, stupid, brainless, low-IQ, rude, and so on—negative words.

This woman is practically the worst enemy of the Skywing race. Currently, the only race on this list that can rival the Skywing race is the Goblin race, and she even seems to have surpassed them.

For these races that can use magic, flying is an incredibly simple matter. Moreover, the magical traps set up in this abandoned city are exclusively for the forest elves. For those arrogant monsters who are too lazy to even think, there is no way they would lower their pride to use the magic of other races, even if the gods who created them have already endowed them with this ability.

"Ok?"

"No, it's nothing."

Meeting Suer's questioning gaze, Xin Ke shook her head in denial, not revealing her own guess, but simply crossing out some people on the list.

But who else could it be besides them?

Vampire? Fairy? Demon... Oh, that's impossible.

Rather, after a thorough investigation, Xin Ke found no suspect race that matched the criteria.

What a weird thing.

"Hello?"

"Hello?"