Hearing these last four words, my face almost turned into one.
For example, if the entire Elf Territory is regarded as a circle, the Elf King City is at the center of the circle, and the place we are now is just a little bit inside of this circle. The key question is this circle, that is, what exactly does the Elf Territory have? How old? I'm afraid even the elves can't explain this clearly. Anyway, I think it shouldn't be smaller than China.
"Well, please tell me, old man, how long does it take to walk from here to the Elf King City?" I mentally lifted the table with teacups and desserts cleanly, and after venting my anger, I asked.
"More than a month, cough cough..."
The nerves in his face twitched.
"If the elf warrior is running at full speed..." Lyman added as if he was still worried that I would not be hit hard.
Hoho, look at my table being lifted ten times in a row.
"If there are more than three thousand elven civilians, wouldn't it be..."
"Yes, it will take at least half a year."
To be honest, I feel that even if you lie in bed and play a game with only one card on it, the controller of the Tank Wars generation does not work intermittently, and the circuitry of the TV is so old that it has to be attacked with a knife every minute. The black and white TV can only re-display the picture on the top of the case. Playing it honestly for the first half of the year is more meaningful than Elder Lyman's request. At least when I get tired of playing, I can use the third option in the game to create my own terrain. Play with painting...
"Don't worry, you don't need to go directly to the Elf King City. As long as you find the teleportation station, you can teleport back." When the old man Leman saw the changing expression on my face, he couldn't guess what I was thinking.
So that's it. How could I forget it? Each experience location in the Adventurer League has a teleportation point. Then how could it be possible that there are no elves who are better than us in magic research? Elder Lyman was stunned for a moment by his words. I didn't even think of this point.
"So that's it. Then how far is the nearest teleportation point from us?"
"It's about two days' journey."
Elder Leman responded with a smile. He looked at me with a mischievous look.
"Two days? No problem. I can guarantee this." Hearing this. I breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately patted his chest and promised.
"Unfortunately, I sent someone to investigate a few days ago. It was found that the teleportation station closest to us has been destroyed by the dark wanderers. So we can only go to the next teleportation point. As far as I know, at our speed, we have to go to the nearest A teleportation underground takes more than a month. That's why we need your help so much." At this point. Lyman sighed.
Sure enough, there is a trap, even if you think about it, since it is Elder Lyman’s solemn request. How could it be that simple? If the journey is only two days, we only need to let the more than one hundred elf warriors explore the way, and there is no need to ask us adventurers at all.
Finally, I thought carefully for a while and decided to discuss it with others first. Although our mission this time was indeed to support the protection of the elves, it would take more than a month to protect the migration of more than 3,000 elves. This is a thankless job, let alone other adventurers. Even I don’t want to do it.
Putting this topic aside, Elder Lyman and I chatted for a long time. From this knowledgeable old man's mouth, I learned things about the elves that were not in Kane's book. When the sun went down and I saw the old man's tired eyes, I suddenly woke up - he had just recovered from a serious illness, and he should have a good rest now. It's not too late to chat with him later. Thinking of this, I asked him to take a good rest. The old man said goodbye and left the hut gently with Princess Sanwu. To my surprise, under the setting sun, there was a beautiful figure leaning on the wall outside the door, with his hands behind his back, he raised his head and silently looked at the golden sky. The sunset glow, from the side, the girl's face and figure look perfect.
When she heard the door open, she immediately turned around, and my face surprised me. She turned out to be that little elf girl named Beja.
Those delicate eyes were still filled with anger. She looked at me and gritted her teeth. It took a while before she seemed to muster up the courage to speak.
"You humble...human being, what did Grandpa Lyman say to you?"
Although I didn’t really want to deal with this arrogant and ignorant little girl, for the sake of Elder Lyman, I still told the story about my conversation with Lyman.
"Then...what are you going to do?" She was stunned for a while and asked again.
"Me? I can help you, but other adventurers don't know. Although I am the person in charge, I can't force them to participate."
I shook my head and said that the situation was not optimistic. Just as the elves don't like us humans, it is difficult for humans to have a good impression of the elves. They participated in this support operation mostly because they found it novel and interesting, and secondly because of the Dark Wanderers. The seven elite-level flesh-and-blood beasts they transformed into are also one of the reasons. They may have other purposes, and the goal of supporting the elves is probably ranked last by them.
"Please help these villagers. If it's because of me this afternoon, I can...I can apologize to you."
When saying this, Beiya bit her lips, and blood seeped out from between her pursed lips. She clenched her fists tightly, her whole body was shaking violently for some reason, and her eyes were even more intense. Full of humiliation and grievance, she still raised her head and looked at me firmly.
To be honest, I was surprised. She is totally different from the one she was this afternoon. If it weren’t for the disgust between her eyebrows and her eyes, it should be the disgust for us humans. I almost thought she was Counterfeited by others.
Didn’t you say that even if you die, you won’t need our help? ----Although I really wanted to ask her this way, I held back at least. With her character, she was probably able to say this to the maximum extent. If I stimulated her again, there was no guarantee that she would not collapse.
"Okay. I'll do my best."
After nodding his head. I can't help but leave. I think she needs some time to calm down now.
"Thank you, humans, even though you're still annoying."
Bea's muttering voice came from behind, which immediately made me dumbfounded. She probably thought I couldn't hear what the Cai clan said.
When I returned to the square, I was shocked to see the situation. These bastards actually ate and drank on public funds. After listening to my warning, they didn't eat much food, but the wine jars they drank up were littered all over the floor. Looking at the elf who delivered the wine, his pretty face turned pale. I think if they hadn't taken into account Elder Leman's instructions to entertain us well, they would have driven us out of the village with brooms.
"Hehe... Bad guy, you're back."
The little fox was the first to notice my appearance. It's really weird. I was clearly coming from behind her, so how could she be the first to notice me? Could it be that I finally met my opponent? Finally met a scary woman whose seventh sense is only one level lower than mine?
At this time, she turned around, and the blush on her beautiful face was many times redder than when I left. Her beautiful eyes, blurred by autumn water, seemed to be dripping with water, and she slowly walked towards me. The steps are a little unsteady. It was obvious that such a situation would occur to a dignified adventurer. This little fox is no ordinary drunk.
I turned my attention to the teammate next to her, the cool guy with white hair, Bai Lang. He gave a helpless smile and spread his hands, saying that there was nothing he could do. He had forgotten that this cool uncle who looked like a ruthless swordsman was actually a ruthless swordsman. How could he possibly stop the little fox who was developing in the super direction? Don't get drunk by her. The candle is a good person who has been cultivating for ten lifetimes.
"Bad guy, where are you looking? Why, don't I look good?"
Probably because she saw my eyes rolling around but not looking at her, the little fox became a little angry, puffed out her cheeks, and staggered towards me. At this moment, her staggering steps suddenly staggered, and her body suddenly lost its shape. Balanced, he fell straight down. If I don't lend a helping hand, she will end up like Princess Sanwu who is in full natural state. She will throw herself into the street gorgeously, and then make a very clear and loud collision sound with the earth.
Subconsciously, I bent down and hugged her. But unexpectedly, a gentle and soft object brushed across my cheek, which immediately gave me a feeling of electric shock. There is no doubt that what I just felt should be the alluring red lips of the little fox, hugging her soft and fragrant lips. Small waist, smelling the body fragrance that seemed to seep into the 360 pores of the body, I swallowed dryly, and suddenly discovered that the beauty and enchantment of this little fox was like a poppy flower, the longer I kept in contact with it, the more , the more you can feel the inner charm that is more exciting than her outward charm, and then have an idea - the charm and enchantment that this little fox is exuding now is only her true charm. Less than one percent of it, as if she was deliberately suppressing it. I have thought more than once, if this is really the case, if one day this little fox's charm is fully unleashed, how much harm will it cause to the country and the people? I'm afraid even Su Daji is like this.
"Hehe... tell me, why didn't you look at me just now?"
After being hugged by my waist, this little fox smiled naively, and its two soft and boneless arms were wrapped around it like snakes. The elastic and smooth waist without a trace of fat made me feel uncomfortable again. I felt at a loss knowing where the prize-sold house was going. I couldn't hold it in my arms, and I felt a little bit regretful when I pushed it away. For a moment, I was stunned. This little fox actually threw itself into the trap. It automatically got closer and seemed to be leaving. With his chin resting on my shoulder, the tantalizing scent of strong wine and light sweat on the slightly damp jade neck is simply irresistible.
"Tell me then, bad guy, what's wrong with me?" Biting my ear gently, the little fox reluctantly twisted its delicate body in my arms, cleanly and neatly giving it to a man. A killing blow.
Just when my heart was pounding and I was about to be unable to resist the temptation, I suddenly remembered that there was a little spy named Princess Sanwu behind me. I suddenly woke up with fear and was covered in cold sweat - I already had so many dreams. My good wife, I can’t stop being anti-class. Thinking of this, I pushed the little fox’s soft body away with difficulty, barely able to resist the temptation. Not only did I secretly wonder, this little fox is usually wary. It's even more satisfying than a real fox. Why is this person not on guard against himself? Aren't he afraid that he will wake up from bed early the next morning and find that he is a woman?
It's all caused by drinking.
The little fox was wrapped tightly. I'm not very good at pushing hard either. When I was in trouble, Princess Sanwu from behind suddenly stepped forward and handed the little fox a wine bottle. She held me tightly with one hand and took the bottle with the other. With a skillful flick of his thumb, the sealed bottle cap was immediately opened. Khan, I have only seen such proficient bottle opening skills in Kasha. It seems that this little fox is still an experienced drunkard.
While I was sweating furiously, the little fox put his nose to the mouth of the bottle and sniffed it for a while. After carefully confirming that it was not poisonous and that the wine had a pleasant aroma, he drank it with a slurp. Then, with a bang, the bottle fell to the ground, and his whole body was delicate. The body fell limply from my body like a loach. He lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
"This is my special wine."
Turning around, Princess Sanwu answered before I could ask.
"special……?"
For some reason, when I heard these two words, especially when they came from Princess Sanwu, my whole body suddenly began to tremble involuntarily, and things that I was extremely reluctant to recall again came to mind. Just take Sister Sharna back to Lu Gao's home. When Princess Sanwu and Sister Sharna met for the first time, didn't she also bring out a "special" soup? Since that time. I will stay away from anything related to Princess Sanwu’s “specially made” items.
all in all. Princess Sanwu V. Little Fox, in the first game, Princess Sanwu won the game.
After arranging the drunk little fox, I sat in my seat, poured a glass of rum to moisten my throat, then stood up and clapped my hands, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Everyone, please stop first. I have something to discuss with you."
"Wu... Boss Wu Fan, if you... have anything to say... just give me... your orders. I, Kurt, will go up to the mountains of swords and into the sea of fire without hesitation." The barbarian Kurt, who was sixty percent drunk at the side, immediately expressed his stance. , beating his chest loudly, it turns out that the attributes of rum are: blood +10, recklessness +15, IQ -100...
Under the leadership of Kurt, some drunken drunkards expressed their opinions one after another. Only the adventurers who drank slowly and leisurely still played with the cups in their hands and focused their calm and curious eyes on me.
After glancing at everyone, I spoke slowly: "Elder Lyman just asked me to ask you something. Before I say it, I want to ask, what do you think of the current situation of the elf village?"
After I said this, some adventurers who were thinking fast were stunned for a while, and immediately lowered their heads thoughtfully. I could guess his request from Elder Lyman's prompts. There is no reason why these adventurers could not think of it. .
"I... let me start by saying that the rum in this village tastes... good."
Kurt, the drunkard, raised his hands and said loudly, then as if he had done something great, he put his hands on his hips and laughed exaggeratedly. The next moment, I secretly kicked him to the table. Down there, go to sleep.
After taking a look at everyone, I found that most of the adventurers already knew what was going on. Even some who had not turned around showed their understanding under the whispers of their teammates.
"It seems that everyone has guessed it, so I will make it clear that this elf village has been attacked twice, and the remaining warriors can no longer withstand the third attack, so Elder Lyman decided to relocate the entire village , and asked us to escort you all the way, what do you think?"
"Sir, may I ask where we will be escorted to and how long it will take?"
An assassin with a stern expression stood up and asked. I glanced at him with admiration. Legend Brother, wow, he caught the key point right away.
"It may take more than a month to get to the Elf King City."
"Wow----"
My words immediately exploded among the more than 70 adventurers. They all showed solemn expressions and began to discuss with their teammates. However, judging from the unhappy expressions on everyone's faces, I guess the probability of their participation is not high. It is obviously difficult for dozens of people to escort thousands of civilians, and thousands of people have a big target, and they can easily become targets of monsters. Not to mention the danger, if you agree but fail to protect yourself, you will inevitably lose your prestige. , and on my side, I only said at the beginning that the adventurers had the obligation to help the elves kill the incoming dwarves in this action. However, escorts were not included. So even now I can't use myself or the alliance's prestige to order them. To put it simply, this escort mission is like a branch mission in an RPG, you can do it or not. It’s also difficult and has no rewards. Anyone who is not a hot-blooded fool would think twice before taking action.
This operation was carried out in groups, and it included two groups of more than 70 adventurers led by Kurt and Marcos, so the discussion was naturally divided into two sides, a Kut group, a Marcos group, and Jing. Looking at these adventurers quietly, I closed my eyes and waited for their final reply.
"Master Wu Fan, on behalf of the entire group, I am announcing the decision. We have decided to follow in your footsteps. If you join, we will join."
After a while, a firm voice came from the whispering crowd. I opened my eyes and saw that the person speaking was officially Kurt's teammate, a middle-aged wizard named Isaac Mas.
"Thank you, the alliance will not forget your efforts."
I smiled and nodded at him. The addition of Kut's team was expected. Because this group includes all the familiar adventurers I have in Kurast, Phoenix. Lucia's team, and Kurt's team. They will definitely support me. If I am still rejected despite such an advantage, then I will be really sad.
"what about you?"
I set my sights on the Marcos group. Compared to Coote, Marcos, the group leader, obviously has less prestige in the group. Therefore, they are still discussing with each other. No one is convinced by the other. It seems that they are not going to make a decision. so easy.
"Stop, everyone should be quiet for now. All the captains of the twelfth team stand up. The minority obeys the majority." Seeing them arguing endlessly, if they continue, even if the discussion continues until tomorrow morning, there may not be a conclusion, I am more like a pause With a hand gesture, he quickly cut through the mess and said.
This is probably the most convenient and fastest way. After looking at each other, seven captains of the twelfth team, including Marcos, stood up. The first to speak were the two captains of the mercenary team. Their strength was far inferior to that of the transfer team. The team of job-changers wisely chose to abstain and let the remaining five job-changer teams vote.
The first person to stand up was the captain of the assassin profession on the far left.
"Our team is opposed to joining this operation. We want to kill a few more Dark Wanderers and explode a few more pieces of equipment to increase our strength."
He was a little apologetic, but said firmly and professionally. His words immediately resonated with other adventurers. Who among you doesn't want to explode more equipment? Now is a rare opportunity. As the saying goes, don't get up early if there is no profit. Adventurers are not Holy man, who wants to do a thankless job, so I can't blame this captain for being ruthless.
After the first team leader retreated, the Amazon team leader next to him stood up next.
"Our team agreed to join this operation because..." At this point, she gave up, blinking one eye and showing a sexy smile.
"Because I found that these elves are quite cute."
"Ha ha……"
Some of the adventurers who were familiar with her suddenly laughed. A few brave ones even approached her and asked her if she was obsessed with some handsome elf boy. Then she was stabbed with a spear by the hot-tempered Amazon captain and almost exploded. The chrysanthemum.
Then the third team leader stood up and announced their team's decision - agreed. The fourth team expressed opposition. With a vote of 2 to 2, everyone focused their attention on the last person - Marcos, who was also the team leader. In the end, they still wanted to He decides.
Feeling the sharp gazes of everyone, Marcos touched his hair, raised his head, and his eyes fell on me.
"I don't want to join this operation because I hate elves. Maybe the older generation of adventurers here will hear about it. When my team first came to Kurast not long ago, we didn't know much about this place at that time. We are familiar with each other, and accidentally broke into the territory of the elves. As a result, we had a disagreement with the elves inside, and finally got into a fight. Of course, our team could not be the opponent of the elf warriors in the entire village, so we were quickly defeated and were defeated. I was bound and driven out in humiliation. From then on, I hated the elves very much and vowed to take revenge, so..."
At the end of the sentence, Marcos's voice dropped, and he clenched his fists and oozed bright red blood.
There was a sudden silence in the atmosphere. Any adventurer could hear the deep anger in his words. No wonder he provoked the elves so fiercely at the beginning. It turned out that there was a story in it. I sighed. It seems that the Marcos group is hopeless.
However, at this moment, Marcos took a deep breath and raised his head again: "So, after thinking about it for a while, I decided to join."
Looking at everyone's shocked eyes with satisfaction, Marcos chuckled.
"I've thought about it. This village is not one of the villages that once humiliated me. How can it be lumped together? Don't we humans also have good guys and bad guys? I will still avenge what is due, but I cannot vent my anger on other elves. , The most important thing is..." He glanced helplessly at the empty rum bottles on the ground.
"It just feels so outrageous to eat someone else's food and just walk away like that."
"Well done, Marcos!!"
After being stunned for a while, the adventurers all reacted and patted Marcos on the shoulder with sincere admiration and said, Adventurers are arrogant. If they had suffered such humiliation, they would be like Marcos. So should we face it fairly and tolerantly? Maybe they don't know the answer themselves.
