Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 534 Is Siliji a vocational training class?
Most of the Amathir are sheltered by the forest and believe in Nora.Every year, March [-]th is Amasir's "Forest Song Day", and December [-]th is "Winter Forest Day", both of which are very solemn festivals related to the forest and Nora.

If the funeral of an Amathir can be presided over by a druid, then his status is not very rich; if the funeral of an Amathir can be presided over by an elf—

Then he is either an aristocrat who can have good relations with the elves due to his political status, or an adventurer who has made outstanding contributions to the elves or the forest, or a large merchant who provides many conveniences for the elves.

Of course, a few years later, when Saint Emma invaded La Rochelle again, and the elves stood together with the people of La Rochelle again, the brilliance of the tree of life fell on every elf who participated in the battle without distinction. and the Amathirians.

The most grand funeral after the war, the elves who died in battle were buried with the Amathir.

All in all, the presence of the elves, Nora's direct descendants, at the funeral was a sign of Nora's approval for any Amathir.

"How many of our people... died in battle?"

"A lot." Xiril paused, "There should be more in the future."

"Oh." Misha sighed.

The elves are not afraid of death. Under the influence of Nora, they believe that nature gives life to creatures, and life returns to nature after death, which is a reasonable and smooth cycle.

But this does not affect their sadness——

Especially since she lived in the city day and night, and the person she talked to during her daily walks might be the parents or wife of a dead soldier.

It was hard for her to imagine how sad these human beings who could greet her with a smile the day before learned of the death of their family members would be.

Tiffany lay on her side, pillowing Cyril's thigh, allowing the boy to stroke her light blue long hair and soft cat ears back and forth.The little cat girl can't understand such heavy topics, her world is still too young.Now I just want to wait for Cyril and Misha to finish talking, so that I can share my results.

"I understand." Misha was silent for a long time, and finally said, "I will hold the funeral according to the specifications of the Temple of Nature."

"As for the site selection...it's, um, to the northeast of Siliki, near the forest. None of the land there has been included in the urban construction plan."

"Because it's closer to the forest?"

"I said it's okay, but Gene didn't dare." Misha's tone finally became a little more relaxed, "Jean is now in Philling, and he is busy until two or three o'clock in the morning every day, and he wakes up very early in the morning, and his hair is swollen. It's almost gone."

"That was really hard work." Cyril rod read, "In order to become Earl Moragher, this is the only way he must go."

"It's nothing more than the fact that you want to squeeze him more."

"It's called hard work for those who are able, and distribution according to need." Cyril stood up, stretched his hands under Tiffany's armpits, picked her up and held her in his hands, feeling that the little cat girl seemed to stretch a little, so he lifted her up again. Shaking left and right.

"Sleepy, Tiffany," he asked.

Tiffany blinked the beautiful green eyes similar to his to show him: I am a cat, how can I be sleepy at this time?
"Then let's go for a walk in the city."

It was already very late, even Siliki's nightlife was rich, and most of the shops were closed at this time.

Cyril did not go to those mature and prosperous neighborhoods, but chose areas that had not been developed before and were planned for new construction.

A deep pit has been dug from the east of the city to the city - this is the prototype of the river.The newly excavated canal is diverted from the Elgin River, and it is expected to pass through the entire city of Siliki in the future and connect to the Fell River running north-south through the Fell Territory.

The river is not very wide, but it is enough for three merchant ships to run side by side.The production of Silikie's crops, textiles, and iron utensils has increased rapidly, and more than half of the Philland has been included in the territory of Silikie, so the trade routes are naturally much wider.

The original land transportation alone can no longer keep up with the development needs of Silikie, and the development of water transportation is crucial to the development of Silikie.

The barracks of the Siliki army are now in the north and east of the city of Siliki, adjacent to the gathering points of the expanded blacksmith shop and tailor shop.The horse farm prepared for the cavalry is located in the northwest of the city and is managed by Cecilia Romanus.

The area of ​​the entire Siliki has doubled compared to when Cyril first came.Considering that the area of ​​the urban area may have to be expanded, there is still no plan to build a new outer city wall—of course, Siliki at this time does not have the manpower.

"How's the population situation?" Cyril asked as he walked.

"The inflow of foreign population has increased slightly, and many of them came from Philland. It can only be said that the economic situation before Philland was so bad that many people chose to move directly to Siliki."

"Where are the refugees?"

"There are a small number of refugees from the north, but they are all arranged in Somi City and Yevwind."

"Silici has been able to develop steadily in the past two months. I really want to thank you, Miss Misha." Cyril said comfortingly. While speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the little cat girl who was about to jump into the river pit, holding her by the back of her neck. Just brought her back.

"It's all a plan that you made before you left. I just want to ensure that it will not deviate from the original track." Misha said humbly, but her voice was a little lighter.

They chatted and walked, and after a long circle, they returned to the gate of the Lord's Mansion.

"Don't you need to bring Mia, Elena, Caroline and the others back?" Misha pushed open the courtyard door and asked back.

"No need, they will arrive in the morning, it's not a few hours away." Cyril said, "I'll go and see the location of the cemetery first, and I'll be back later."

Misha nodded, and then walked into the courtyard with Tiffany.

The Nightmare Horse came out of the darkness and leaned against Cyril's palm for a moment, then he turned on the horse, and the Nightmare Horse turned into a black streamer and led him out of Silikie.

The night wind was cold, and large tracts of yellow grass were dumped in the wind.The forest not far away is an endless darkness in the night, which is daunting.

Suddenly, Cyril patted the horse's neck lightly, and the Nightmare Horse stopped immediately, and then neighed twice, and the black flames on its body also rose up, like a barrier, but it would not burn Cyril himself.

"Come out." He whispered, put his hand next to the hilt of the sword at his waist, but did not draw out the long sword.

The space in front of him suddenly distorted, and a tall figure stepped out from the Nightmare Horse out of thin air.Those dark green eyes stared straight at Cyril, and for a moment he felt as if his whole body had been seen through, and even his blood veins turned into vines, twisting in his body——

"Elandar." Cyril bowed slightly and said the name of the visitor in front of him.

"I'm glad to see that you can come back alive, my ally." Yilandar put away his scrutiny, and the sense of oppression that enveloped Cyril also disappeared.

"You have become stronger." He said with great interest, "I can feel your breath from far away—"

"That doesn't sound like a pleasant statement." Cyril shook his head and said, "What can you do with me?"

"While you were not in Siliki, we stopped three waves of rogues who tried to sneak into the Elgin Forest. They all came from Palania." Erendar said seriously, "Your neighbors are very interested in you."

Palanian rogue?
Cyril didn't forget how hostile the Vader family was to them - one or two waves of people were taken down one after another, and then there was the "Declaration of Independence" issued by Peg Vader.

Although this should have been considered a very important event, because Cyril was more concerned about the war in Fell Territory and did not pay much attention to it, this incident did happen, and it made the so-called "Blazlan Mage Group" be reached. Ro Ruskin was ground to ash.

Thinking about it this way, in the eyes of the Vader family and some people in Palania, Siliki is no different from a thorn in the flesh, and it is natural to send out wanderers to collect information.

Maybe in their eyes at this time, the lord of Siliki is actually Peg Vader of their family, not some little-known Earl of Siliki.

"It's useless to be interested. They can't break through the Black Forest, so they can't directly threaten our Siliki. But thank you for your assistance-as a reward, I can tell you a piece of good news about Memphis. "

Cyril paused for a moment, looking at Yilandar with a curious look on his face: "Oh? Memphis did improve before, could it be..."

Only then did Cyril say mysteriously, "Meng Feila has broken through to the professional level."

He observed Yilandar's expression and saw that the other party's eyes widened for a moment, and then a happy expression appeared on his face, and then he clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, my ally, you Sure enough, a very trustworthy object - very good, very good."

He slowly stopped laughing, then stared at Cyril again, and said slowly: "But you didn't come here to tell me this, Memphela should be more willing to show me yourself——you What's your purpose?"

"Although I didn't intend to come to discuss these matters with you today, I just came here to see the location of the cemetery..." Cyril got off his horse, "But since we happened to meet, let's discuss it in advance."

"Ok?"

"Our cooperation is currently limited to material and military alliances, right?"

"Yes."

"Should Memphis not be included in these two items?"

"of course."

"If I hope... more elves like Memphis can travel between Siliki and the forest, will you agree?" Cyril asked tentatively.

Erendar frowned.

"I hope you can speak more clearly, Adrian. If it's just an ordinary exchange, I have never restricted the personal freedom of my people. They want to leave the forest and go to more distant places. It's all their own. matter."

"What I mean is..." Cyril took a deep breath, "I hope that there will be elf priests and mages who can provide teaching for Siliki, and provide some information about mages and priests—"

"Adrien." Yilandar interrupted him, "It's okay to say what the mage said, but the priest—this is not for me to decide."

"The sacrifice works for the Temple of Nature, and only with the permission of the Temple of Nature can they spread their knowledge outward."

Cyril sighed secretly.

He had thought that Elandar would give such an answer, but he was still a little regretful—the healing method of the elf priest was by invoking the power of natural life, which was different from the healing method of the primordial priest or the water mage. The most efficient and least negative healing method.

If the Siliki army can be equipped with natural sacrifices on a large scale, their endurance in normal natural environments will be greatly enhanced.

"Only elf mages are fine." Cyril could only nod and said, "But I hope to have a professional level..."

"It's not negotiable." Yilandar waved his hand immediately, "I also lack professional-level elf mages. The blockade of the Black Forest is inseparable from them. I can only send a few mages who are closer to the professional level at most. for you."

"Thank you." Cyril nodded.

He exchanged a few words with Yilandar, and then watched "Heart of the Tree" turn around and step into a sea of ​​grass, disappearing, and couldn't help punching the air a few times.

This Elandal!

He said that there are not enough professional-level elf mages, and sending a few mages who are far from the professional level, isn't this just to see that Memphis has improved significantly, and intends to use the hands of Siliki to give his clansmen a chance to improve!
Why, is my Siliki a professional-level training class, and I can break through by throwing it in?
Although theoretically speaking, it is Siliki who is more advantageous—with the words of Elandar, and Siliki, the honorary "Champion of the Mufeng Festival", the title of the highest-level natural asylum protector, these elf mages are here Surely Siliki would not teach poorly.

But there is another problem that elves and humans have different adaptability to spells and different directions of talent. Perhaps only a small number of people can adapt to elves' spellcasting methods...

If you really want to consider the mage group, you have to find it from a human mage.

However, the support of the elf mages can be regarded as an urgent need. Cyril has no chance to go to Solkonan to kidnap the mage in a short time. Once they want to fight with Duke Amasir, the mages of the Green Tower will always put them under great pressure.

It's also impossible for him to touch into the mage's tower alone and knock all these mages unconscious, right?
He's used to looking farther away.It is a good idea to think of a solution in time when the crisis comes, but if you already have hundreds of thousands of solutions to the crisis when the crisis comes, you only need to choose one solution from them-why not? How about a way to cope?

He walked back and forth a few times, confirming that the grass sea was large enough, the nearby hills were raised, and the terrain had a sense of hierarchy.

It only needs a little trick from the elf priest to quickly remove these obstructive long grasses.

And Siliki's heroic souls will be buried here forever.

　The cemetery... doesn't seem to have to have a mountain, does it?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)