I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

Chapter 62 Camping outside with Valeera

Elvin ran all the way with Valeera in his arms, his steps as fast as the wind, through the dark forest and rugged mountain roads.

He didn't dare return to Tarren Mill, but wanted to find a safe place in the wild to rest temporarily and recuperate.

Anyway, Mylox should have been sent to Alyssa, so it doesn't matter if they go back a day earlier or a day later.

Valeera was very quiet throughout the journey, which made Alvin feel a little uneasy.

He kept looking around nervously, alert to possible danger.

It was not until he ran a long way that he suddenly realized why this female thief who usually flew into a rage and wanted to stab him to death a thousand times suddenly became so quiet?

He looked down and saw Valeera curled up in his arms, her cheeks as red as ripe apples.

Her eyes were slightly closed, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow in the moonlight.

She clutched Alvin's collar tightly with both hands, looking shy and helpless.

The golden hair flutters in the wind, coupled with that sexy leather armor...

That look is actually quite cute.

But after a whole day of running around carrying a living person for such a long time, Alvin was really exhausted.

He now felt that his legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and every step he took seemed like he was dragging a thousand-pound weight.

Alvin was already exhausted and panting, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Finally, he came to a river that ran between Tarren Mill and Durnholde Keep.

He carefully placed Valeera on the soft grass, then sat down himself, lying flat on his back, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Let's rest here for one night." Alvin whispered, his voice full of fatigue.

Valeera nodded, her face still flushed and her heart still beating fast.

She glanced at Alvin furtively, and an inexplicable feeling welled up in her heart. She had never felt the warmth of a person so closely before, and that sense of security made her both shy and at ease.

Seeing that Alvin's lips were chapped, she wanted to get up and go to the river to fetch water, but the pain in her ankle made her stagger and almost fall as soon as she stood up.

Seeing this, Alvin immediately stood up and pushed her back onto the grass, saying softly, "You rest, I'll go get some water."

There was undeniable determination in his tone.

Valeera looked at Alvin's back and suddenly had a strange feeling. She was usually used to being alone and had never had anyone care about her so much. That feeling made her both moved and a little shy.

Alvin came to the river and first washed his face with the cool river water to dispel the fatigue of the day.

Then he washed his hands carefully, scooped up a handful of clear river water, and slowly walked back to Valeera.

"Come, drink some water." Alvin said softly, handing the water in his hand to Valeera's lips.

Valeera's cheeks flushed slightly as she lowered her head and gently sipped the water from Alvin's hand. She could feel Alvin's palm trembling slightly, and her heart couldn't help but throb.

Valeera secretly glanced at Alvin, and their eyes met at this moment, and there was a hint of ambiguity in the air.

Seeing Valeera's shy expression, Alvin felt a surge of tenderness in his heart. He coughed softly, trying to break the awkwardness.

"Don't worry, Alyssa will take good care of McLoux." Alvin said softly.

Valeera nodded shyly, and then neither of them spoke, and silence fell again.

Suddenly, the rumbling of my stomach broke the silence.

Alvin touched his stomach and smiled awkwardly, "It seems I'm very hungry." But then he realized that something was wrong. The sound was not coming from his stomach.

He turned to look at Valeera, only to see that her face was as red as a ripe apple, her eyes flickering, and she didn't dare to look directly at Alvin.

It turned out to be Valeera's stomach rumbling, and her shyness and embarrassment were clearly revealed.

Alvin couldn't help but burst into laughter, and his laughter echoed in the night sky.

Valeera was so angry that she punched Alvin several times with such great force that she almost knocked Alvin away.

"Okay, okay, I'll go get us some dinner." Alvin said with a smile, and then ran to the river. He took off his shoes, rolled up his trouser legs, stood in the water, spread his hands, and muttered a spell.

As the spell was completed, a dazzling ball of light burst out from Alvin's body. It was the brilliance of the "Holy Nova".

The light blossomed in the calm river, like countless stars twinkling in the night sky, dreamy and magical. The river rippled under the light, and a few fish, stunned by the light, floated to the surface.

Elwyn scooped up the fish and brought it back to Valeera.

He handled the fish skillfully, cleaned them, then set them up on branches and started grilling them.

"Do you know?" Alvin chatted with Valeera while grilling fish.

"I'm really good at cooking fish! Because when I was little, I was poor and couldn't afford meat, so I would catch fish in the river. That's why I'm a five-star chef!"

I don't know what a "five-star chef" is, but judging by the meaning, it should mean a great chef, right?

"I rarely have the time to cook and eat so leisurely. If I'm not practicing, I'm killing people, or being killed."

"Uh..." Alvin said, "As expected of a female thief, life is exciting. You are completely different from the elves I know."

"The elf you know? Are you talking about the young lady from Starwish family?" Valeera's eyes dimmed when she said this.

"Yes, especially Caponia. She told me before that she only practices for an hour a day. This is considered very hardworking in Silvermoon City, so I thought all elves were like this!"

"It's different. The Starwish family is aristocratic, and I'm just a poor girl." Valeera lowered her head and said, "Life is unfair."

"You know, Valeera, I've always felt that the boundary between nobles and commoners is not that important." Alvin said thoughtfully as he flipped the grilled fish.

"Why do you say that?" Valeera raised her head and asked softly.

"I myself am of common origin and grew up in the slums. Although life there was hard, I met many kind and brave people. They may not have noble blood, but their hearts are much purer than many nobles."

He paused, his gaze cast into the distance, as if recalling the past. "Of course, there are some nobles who are not bad at heart, and are even willing to help those in need. But many more, due to their status and wealth, have become cold and selfish. They look down on the common people, believing themselves to be superior."

"So, Valeera. Birth doesn't determine a person's worth. What truly matters is a person's heart and actions. Whether noble or common, there are good and bad people. We can't easily judge someone based on their status."

"You're right, Alvin, we should judge a person by their heart and actions, not by their origins."

Valeera smiled slightly, as if there were stars twinkling in her eyes.

"Thank you, Alvin."