I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 280: I need oxygen

Throughout the whole process, Eric maintained a look of shock, standing frozen like a block of wood. Only after a long time did he come back to his senses. associating Evan’s nature magic and his rushed appearance today, he pointed at Evan and stammered: "You, could you be... an Elf?"

His expression was entirely within Evan’s expectations. He felt tense inside, his eyes never leaving Eric, afraid that a look of disgust would appear in Eric’s eyes.

"That’s right, I am the Prince of the Elf tribe, Evan Banister."

Too shocked, Eric choked on his own saliva, coughing violently, his face turning red.

Evan hurriedly patted his back. Seeing him stop coughing, he felt relieved and slowly withdrew his hand.

A hand grabbed his sleeve. A hint of joy appeared on Evan’s handsome face, and he discreetly curled the corners of his mouth. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Eric pulled him back: "You are an Elf, so Arthur is..."

Knowing how to use forbidden spells and being able to fight evenly with Elf Prince Evan, a guess arose in his heart, but he dared not be certain.

"He is of the Dragon tribe," Evan replied calmly, not expecting him to ask this first.

"Dragon tribe..." Eric really wanted to faint immediately, then wake up and pretend nothing had happened.

Why? Was this hereditary?

The original host’s mother picked up a Leo who was the future prince of the Golden Kingdom. He was doing great—picking up two at once: one was the sworn enemy of beastmen, the Elf Prince; the other had no grudge but no good reputation either—a big-bellied super-destructive lizard.

If only it were a gentle divine dragon from Eastern legends, that would be fine. Why did he have to pick up a dragon from Western legends who ate a lot, fought well, and was tyrannical and unreasonable...

Eric felt very lucky that the ones who came knocking first were the Elf tribe; at least the Snow Wolf people could fight evenly with them.

If the Dragon tribe had come first, throwing a forbidden spell at the Hadu tribe without a word, that would be the end of it.

"I... I need oxygen..." Eric held onto the edge of the bed, speaking weakly.

Evan didn’t have time to mind that Eric asked about Arthur’s race first. Seeing this, he hurriedly supported him, letting Eric half-lean against him, and bowed his head to ask worriedly:

"Are you okay? I was just worried you couldn’t handle it, so I didn’t say anything. I didn’t mean to deceive you."

Eric stood up indignantly:

"Do I look okay? No wonder people say don’t pick up strangers by the roadside. I see even if I hadn’t saved you, you guys wouldn’t have had any issues."

Evan touched his nose awkwardly. He had the Elf tribe’s divine artifact, the God Moon Ring, which could both protect and store items, so his safety really wasn’t an issue.

It was just that he didn’t want his tribesmen to discover his human form. After all, he was a prince. If he were carried back to the Elf Forest in this form by his tribesmen, his father and mother would definitely laugh at him, and there was his idle brother too; this time he would have an excuse to mock him.

And later... Evan couldn’t help but look at Eric. Later, he didn’t want to leave anymore.

Beastmen were completely different from his impression, and Little Eric made it impossible for him to look away. He really wanted to see what this tribe would become under his leadership.

Eric wanted to get angry, but thinking of Evan treating and teaching the tribesmen to read, using magic to help during land reclamation, and always being gentle with everyone, he really couldn’t think of a reason to be angry.

Even though he hadn’t told him his identity until now, considering the grudge between the Elf tribe and beastmen, Eric felt it was understandable.

"Then do you plan to go with them? Your people are very worried about you. When I picked you up at the beach, I met an Elf named Funa; they had already started searching for you everywhere back then," Eric hesitated for a moment before asking.

If Evan wasn’t human and his home was the Elf Forest right on this continent, then he had no reason to stay in the Hadu tribe forever. Just in time, he could save bricks and tiles on building a house for him this year, Eric thought to himself.

It was no wonder these two were strange, yet the tribesmen saw them as normal humans no matter how they looked. After all, with two forbidden spells combined, the power was hard to imagine. For Evan and Arthur to survive such power, they were indeed formidable.

Although they had lived together for a while and Eric and the tribesmen had accepted them, Arthur and Evan being so strong was a potential danger to the tribe.

Eric wanted to trust them in his heart, but he also had to be responsible for his tribesmen. Although beastmen had a bad impression and were wary of humans, at least there was no hatred, completely different from their attitude towards the Elf tribe.

As for Arthur, the Dragon tribe had no hatred towards beastmen. It was just that the Dragon tribe had even more difficulty reproducing than beastmen, so they were very protective of their family, leaving behind many legends.

The Dragon tribe often relied on strength to do tyrannical things, so their reputation among the races was terrible.

Eric didn’t want to believe silly Arthur was a Dragon from the legends, but his fast recovery ability, great strength, and astonishing appetite unsuitable for a human palate all proved he really was of the Dragon tribe.

Even if a human cultivated to the level of a Great Swordsman, their appetite wouldn’t increase to this extent. Recently, Eric had already been a bit suspicious about this point. Now knowing Arthur was actually a Dragon gave him an "Ah, so that’s it" feeling.

Even though he was reluctant in his heart, Eric didn’t open his mouth to keep him. Since the Elf tribe had come knocking, it was most appropriate for Evan to return to the Elf Forest.

It was just that Arthur still hadn’t recovered his memory, which was also a trouble. Eric didn’t know where the legendary Dragon Island was, so he had to keep him for now and let him go home himself after he recovered his memory.

A trace of sadness appeared in Evan’s eyes:

"Eric, my body is still in a human state, and I won’t harm any beastman. Do you not want to believe me?"

"No, it’s just that I... I am the tribe leader after all, and Elves and beastmen cannot live together peacefully. If one day you turn back into an Elf, when my tribesmen attack you, should I protect you or protect my tribesmen?"

Eric felt uncomfortable inside too.

Elves and beastmen had a hatred as deep as a sea of blood. Although he wasn’t the original host and couldn’t personally experience that kind of hatred, his lover and friends were here. For them, Eric couldn’t be negligent.

But Evan not only patiently taught him magic but also looked after Leo when he was busy. As an Elf Prince, he would still cook pumpkin soup for him to drink...

Sigh, how could he encounter such an ironic situation? Eric sighed wordlessly.

Evan reached out a hand, his slender fingers placing a translucent green leaf into Eric’s hand after stroking between Eric’s eyebrows a few times: "Alright, don’t worry anymore, this is for you."

Saying that, for the first time without concealment, he took out a translucent green leaf from the silver ring on his hand and placed it in Eric’s palm.