Isidor secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and took advantage of the chaos to escort the elf back to the seedbed with several other goblins. The guard hurriedly sent Esna to the place, and then ran back to sign up. "Are you okay?" Isidor asked quickly when he saw that there was no one around. "I feel so hot, and my mind is full of strange things... The liquid in the cup is very weird. Can you help me find a chance to get some samples?" Although Esina's eyes were seductive and she looked like she was at the mercy of others, she was still obsessed with her purpose. "You are really awesome. You can't even protect yourself, and you still have the mood to think about this? In my opinion, you'd better take advantage of the chaos to escape." Isidor said with a frown. "No, my hands and feet are weak and I can't walk. The backpack I brought with me contains Noel juice, which can purify all toxins. Go and get me a bottle. As long as I recover my strength, no matter how many goblins there are, they will not be my match." Esna tried to stand up, but soon collapsed again and had to look up to Isidor for help. Chapter 7: The Destroyed Elves Seeing Esna's pitiful appearance, Isidor was about to get the antidote. But just before turning around, he suddenly remembered the scene when the elf asked him to do all kinds of heavy work, and he couldn't help but feel evil: "Hey, tell me, why should I help you?" Aisina blinked her big watery eyes and looked at Isidor: "Because I'm good-looking?" Isidor almost vomited blood. He admitted that this reason was indeed very powerful, but it still felt strange when it came from the mouth of the person involved.
"How narcissistic are you? Think about it, if I only sacrifice you, I can get the protection of the Goblin tribe and live a delicious life every day. Why should I take such a big risk to help you?" Isidor calmed down and said to the elf with a playful look. "Ah, I originally thought that although goblins are all cunning guys, you should be an exception among them. I didn't expect that I miscalculated." Esna said in annoyance. "Hehehe, you thought everything was as you planned, but you didn't expect it to go wrong? I won't save you, so just wait to give birth to a bunch of goblins! Bye bye~" Seeing Esina's deflated expression, Isidor couldn't help but let out a villain's laugh, then he walked away. "Wait." Esna grabbed Isidor's arm with her weak hands. Isidor had actually already made up his mind to help her, but he just wanted to see more of Esna's frustrated look. When he saw her reaching out to pull him, he turned his head and said, "Why, you want to kneel down and beg me? If your attitude is humble enough, I can still consider it." "No, I just think that instead of giving the first time to a guy whose name I don't even know, it's better to give it to a companion I've been with day and night for three months. What do you think?" Esina said, looking into Isidor's eyes. Being looked at so seriously by her, Isidor's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He is a typical modern otaku, who has a lot of knowledge but absolutely no practical experience. Faced with the sudden peach blossom luck, he was not mentally prepared for a while. "Don't tempt me with this kind of thing. To be honest, I'm not interested in your body at all." Isidor deliberately kept a cold face to hide his inner panic. [Ding! The ghost value has been increased to: 100] [Stick specialization has been upgraded to LV10] [Special skill acquired: Patience] [Endurance: Reduce health and endurance consumption by 200%] At this moment, Isidor's ghost value soared by 20 points, and a series of prompt sounds came one after another, hitting his face with a loud slap. Fortunately, Esina couldn't hear this prompt, otherwise it would be embarrassing. "Really? That's a pity. I thought I was quite charming." After a brief moment of surprise, Esina smiled, hugged her knees with her hands, and put on a resigned expression. "Forget it. After all, you have saved my life. I will help you this time, and we will owe each other nothing in the future." Isidor was afraid that if he delayed any further, he would run out of time, so he left in a hurry after saying a few words. When passing through the hall, the goblin auditions seemed to have ended, and the more intense elimination rounds were in full swing. Isidor carefully bypassed them and ran away from the cave. When running fast, the consumption of stamina is very huge. However, Isidor ran almost at full speed to the tree hole without feeling tired. He was a little surprised. He looked at the panel and found that he had an additional skill "Patience" that greatly reduced the consumption of stamina. "Turtle, isn't this skill equivalent to doubling your stamina and health? It's totally on a different level than the stick mastery I added earlier! It seems that only when the ghost value is raised to the hundreds will there be a decent reward."
Isidor was ecstatic. Although the effect of the skill "Endurance" was plain, it had a kind of numerical beauty. Its effect was so powerful that it made people suspect that the programmer had typed an extra "0" because his hand shook when entering the number. Thinking that the elves were still waiting for his rescue in the goblin's nest, Isidor didn't dare to delay too long. He found the place where he buried the backpack and quickly pulled away the surrounding leaves. As expected, the backpack was still buried in the same place. Isidor breathed a sigh of relief. He opened the backpack and began to search, but he could not find the "Noelle juice" that Esina mentioned. Isidor frowned. He knew Noel Juice: it was a translucent white liquid. Because it was very valuable, the container was also a special slender crystal bottle. When he accidentally ate the poisonous fruit, Esna used this thing to save his life. However, he searched through his backpack but could not find the familiar crystal bottle. He only found a few suspicious white hairs on the straps of the backpack. Esna's hair is golden, which is obviously not her hair, but it is obviously not a goblin's hair either. Could it be that someone else has visited? Cold sweat gradually seeped out of Isidor's forehead. The beautiful elf was now trapped alone in the devil's cave. As long as he imagined it a little, he could imagine a single volume with good sales. Memories of living with the elves emerged from his mind. Although the elves had been ordering him to work for the past few months, they would also prepare meals for him every day. Compared with the time when he was a slave in the circus before awakening his memories, it was a difference from hell to heaven. If he didn't save Esna now, he would feel uneasy. But if I go back, how can I fight against hundreds of goblins alone? "Fuck it, never mind!" Isidor finally made up his mind and made a decision that he couldn't believe. He carried his backpack and went straight back to the goblin's lair. When I passed through the hall, the competition had come to an end, and the old goblin seemed to be awarding prizes to the top eight players. The eight victorious goblins were all injured, but they looked very excited. "We are in the top eight!" the winning goblins cheered loudly. Isidor ignored their celebration and walked straight into the seedbed and opened the cell where the elves were imprisoned. As soon as the door opened, Isidor was startled by the scene inside: Esna was moaning softly with her back to him, her originally fair skin turned an attractive rose red as if soaked in blood. There was a subtle heat steaming from her body, and every pore of her body exuded an alluring scent. "You're here? Give me the medicine quickly... I can't hold on any longer. The stuff in the cup is eroding my soul... If you don't hurry up, my brain won't be able to think anymore..." Esna heard footsteps and turned her head in a pleading tone. "I'm sorry, I couldn't find the antidote. But..." Isidor stopped talking halfway because Esina's expression really scared him: The once beautiful face now looked distorted and broken. Tears flowed from her eyes, saliva hung from the corners of her mouth, her mouth was half open, and a faint mist was steaming from her pink tongue. It's probably just one step away from being completely broken, right? "Didn't you find it? Well, I don't want to endure it any longer anyway." Esina laughed wantonly. "Hey! You are a proud elf! How can you show such an expression?" Isidor finally couldn't help but walked forward and slapped her twice with all his strength. The force of these two slaps was very great, even harder than when the elf hit him. The corners of Aisina's mouth cracked slightly, and blood flowed out, but her expression seemed a little dull. Isidor then took the water pitcher from the room and poured it all over her head. She was soaked like a drowned chicken, and her hair was sticky and stuck together. She was in a mess at this time, but her eyes gradually showed a trace of clarity. She stared straight at Isidor, her eyes becoming clearer and clearer, and even a hint of murderous intent emerged. Chapter 8 Silver-Eyed Aisina With a few crisp "snapping" sounds, the ropes that the goblins had tied to Esna again were broken one after another by an invisible force.
Although he had never seen Esina fight, Isidor knew very well that he was no match for her. The fact that none of the powerful monsters nearby dared to approach the hut where they lived was the best proof of this. If I were to clash with her here, it would be very disadvantageous to me. "Hey, I splashed water on you to wake you up, it's not a prank." Seeing that the situation was not good, Isidor quickly put down the water jug and explained. "You saw it all, didn't you?" Esna glared at him. "What did you see?" Isidor asked vaguely. Come to think of it, this was the first time he saw Esuna angry. "You dirty thing, did you take the opportunity to do anything to me?" Esna asked. "I didn't! I swear to God, I didn't do anything!" Isidor quickly clarified. "You beast, you didn't do anything? Do you want to say that my body has no appeal to you?" Esina became more and more angry. "So this is what you're angry about? Damn it, I really shouldn't have come back to save you." Isidor couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard the elf's words. "Hmph, let's not talk about this for now: although your method was a bit rough, at least it made me sober up - but those two slaps you gave me were really hard, you weren't waiting for an opportunity to take revenge, were you?" Esna asked, rubbing her red cheeks. "How could that be? I am a great man and I don't bear grudges. Who would care about what happened three months ago?" Isidor couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the elf in pain, but he still pretended to be calm on the surface. "It's a small matter. Although it took some twists and turns, I finally know the spell to activate the cup. Next, let's get the cup back." Esna sat up and said. "Are you still thinking about the cup? I think you should just run away. As the saying goes, a good dog never returns to its old ways." Isidor suggested. "Only you can come up with such a disgusting metaphor," said Esna. As they were talking, two guard goblins came over with maces in their hands. They had bruises on their faces and it looked like they had just finished a game and were sent back to work. "Fuck, what happened?!" The two goblins came in and were shocked to see Esina sitting upright on the bed with the ropes on her body already broken. "It's nothing, there's just an elf here who wants to escape from prison." Esna sat down with her legs crossed and pulled the blanket hanging on the wall to cover her body. "Oh, it turns out someone escaped from prison. I thought someone wanted to escape from prison." The two goblins breathed a sigh of relief and put down their maces. "Huh? That's not right, brother. She said she wants to escape from prison! Quickly subdue her!" At this time, a goblin suddenly reacted and looked at the other one with wide eyes. "Uniforms? Where are the uniforms?" asked another goblin, looking around. "Oh, have you forgotten that the chief asked us to keep an eye on this elf?" The goblin who reacted first reminded hurriedly. The other goblin finally realized what was happening and picked up his mace, and rushed forward with his companions on the left and right. Isidor wisely gave up his position, firstly because he wanted to see how Esina fought, and secondly to avoid being affected by her anger. However, the battle was over the moment it began. Esina simply stretched out her hands and pinched the two goblins' necks in the air, and their bodies fell limply. "Fuck, what kind of move is this?" Isidor widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he saw. "Want to learn? I'll teach you." Aisina said with a smile.
"I really want to learn!" Isidor nodded. "Just kidding, this thing is not suitable for goblins to learn. But if there is a chance in the future, I can teach you some swordsmanship." Esna smiled gently. "You won't live to see that time." Just then, an old voice came from the door. Isidor turned his head and saw an old goblin covered with blue stripes standing at the entrance of the seedbed. Behind him were eight big guys with bruised faces and noses. They seemed to be the top eight contestants of this competition. "I'm sorry, I'm an elf and I still have a long life ahead of me." Esina smiled fearlessly. "Traitor, I have suspected you for a long time, and I believed you only because you swore a solemn oath. I didn't expect that you don't even care about the people who raised you. Aren't you afraid of God's punishment?!" The old goblin did not respond to the elf, but looked at Isidor angrily. "What am I afraid of? I don't believe in God." Isidor shrugged. "Talk is useless. Let me show you how powerful I am!" The old goblin said as he waved his hand. Many blue vines emerged from the ground, wrapped around the eight goblins behind him, and coiled into the shape of armor. "Kill the traitor and leave the elf alive. If she resists, it's okay to chop off her hands and feet." The old goblin ordered without mercy. "Interesting, do you really think a mere goblin can fight against me? I let myself be caught on purpose just to fall under your spell. Now that things have come to this, I won't play this game any more! I am the former vice-captain of the Knights of the Noldor, known as 'Silver-eyed Esna', and I am about to kill you!" Esna gave her name handsomely, and at the same time confidently stretched out her hands and pinched in the air. However, nothing happens. “???” Esina was stunned for a moment, then quickly pinched it a few more times, but still nothing happened. The eight strong goblins were a little scared when they saw the bodies of their companions on the ground, but when they saw that Esina's magic was completely ineffective, they surrounded her fearlessly and approached Esina little by little. "My telekinesis has been blocked! There must be something wrong with these vines!" Esina said in panic. "I told you to be careful," Isidor complained. "Oh no! I should have brought a sword with me. What should I do now?" Esina was also panicked. "Don't you know any other magic?" Isidor asked. "I have a magic that can kill with one blow, but it takes time to prepare." Esina answered, staring at the goblins who were less than ten steps away from her. "Okay, I'll try to hold them back, and you prepare the magic!" Isidor nodded, picked up the guard's mace and used it to protect Esna. He knew very well that he and Esna were now tied together. If he held back any longer, he would probably lose his life. "Okay, I'll give you a strengthening magic, and you just need to delay for a while." Esina said and patted Isidor's shoulder. The latter immediately felt a surge of power throughout his body. "Come to think of it, this is my first battle in a different world. It's really exciting." Isidor licked his lips, picked up his mace and rushed towards the goblin. Hypnosis cannot be used in such a critical situation. This battle is destined to be decided by one's own hard power! Chapter 9: Great Strength Makes Miracles Come True "The first rule of a gang fight is to grab one and beat him to death!" Isidor roared and hit the weakest-looking one on the head with a stick. The opponent subconsciously dodged, but was still hit hard on the shoulder and immediately fell to the ground in pain. It seems that although the blue vine armor can block magic, it cannot provide effective physical protection. Isidor chased after him relentlessly, and when he caught up, he hit the fallen goblin with his stick, splitting his head. The battle instantly became a one-on-seven situation. "Very good, one problem is solved now." Isidor hurriedly retreated to avoid being besieged.
The goblins didn't expect him to dare to attack alone, and they suffered a little loss for a while. But they reacted quickly and attacked him with sticks. Isidor still followed the principle of "it is better to cut off one finger than to injure ten fingers" and beat the smaller one to death. Although he soon made him fall to the ground with a bloody head, he also got hit by a lot of sticks and his wounds were burning with pain. "Hey, elf! When will you be ready?" Isidor looked back and saw that Esna behind him had closed her eyes and seemed to have entered a state of meditation. "It seems I can only rely on myself." Isidor had no choice but to rush towards the enemy again.
