Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 128 What?Is there a pig who wants to marry the elf princess? !

Italek's voice fell to the ground, and the originally harmonious and peaceful atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

in the crowd.

An elegant and proud girl's expression changed slightly, and she waved casually. Several guards who were hiding as civilians came over immediately and whispered something to them.

"We have the protection of the Light Feather Army, those beasts can't hurt us at all!"

One of the girls said angrily, and the look in Italek's eyes was no longer as kind as before.

However, Itarek was still smiling, not caring about their hostility at all.

"What if the war is not waged by wild beasts, but another civilization that can be compared with elves, or even stronger?"

"Enough! Elves are the greatest civilization in this world, no one can destroy us!"

Angrily sounded.

I saw the elf girl with noble temperament stood up, the pride on her body obviously had a prominent family background, which caused the expressions of each girl to change, quietly wanting to leave this place of right and wrong.

Without embarrassing these innocent beings, Serafur looked down at Italek.

But let her down.

I didn't find the slightest bit of panic in the other party's emerald green eyes, but only indifferent and calm, as if I didn't care at all about the monstrous power that I could deprive him of his life at any time!
And when Serafur stood up, she realized that the bard in front of her actually had tattoos.

The dark and arrogant lines are meandering and unrestrained, and every turn and shape reveals a murderous majesty.

Even if only the tip of the iceberg is exposed, and there are more details hidden under the clothes, this new art form is enough to attract Seraphor's interest!
Bright eyes.

The anger in his heart disappeared in the face of the pursuit of art, Serafur pointed to Italek and said uncompromisingly.

"Take off your clothes."

Slightly stunned, Itarek suddenly realized where there was a problem.

Shrugging his shoulders, under the fierce gaze of the guards, the bard took off his upper body clothes calmly.

I saw someone, using most of his body as a carrier, drew the appearance of a terrifying monster roaring upwards, and on the left cheek, one of the huge beast's spread wings was extremely arrogantly exposed.

A barbaric and ferocious aura rushed towards his face, like a terrifying beast that came out of an ancient myth.

The glaring look makes people feel like a light is on their backs, as if the other party's breathtaking gaze is staring at him through the long river of time, and he may choose someone to devour him at any time!

However, the more the charm is abundant and lifelike.

Serafur's eyes sparkled even more, and she blurted out subconsciously:

"Where did your tattoos come from? I've never seen such an unrestrained art form! If you'd like to introduce me to the master, I'll save you from jail for talking about it!"

And what kind of beast is the tattoo on your body?
It looks quite majestic, why have I never seen it in the forest? "

"The art of tattooing has been lost, and the prophecy of war is not a lie."

Italek looked indifferent.

"The world is so big that it cannot be covered by a few forests. I just ran a little farther and saw a little more.

If you know a little more about the history of elves, you will know.

This creature is not a beast, but one of the ancient totems admired by the troll civilization. "

Hearing Itarek utter those two taboo words unabashedly, even with a hidden allusion, all the guards immediately changed their expressions, holding the spears tightly in their hands and showing a fierce look in their eyes!
Only Serafur was full of curiosity.

As the second generation of Wang, she was obviously very interested in the dusty past, but after thinking about it, she didn't ask the other party immediately.

Instead, he proudly raised his white chin, signaling the guards around him to put him in the cell.

"Bewitching words to confuse the crowd, bring them into the Imprisonment Forest and imprison them!"

"Yes!"

A group of watchful guards acted rudely, pushing and shoving Italek into a prison.

Each cell is located at the base of a cage tree.

Its intertwined tree roots are the best way to hold them. They are surprisingly hard and extremely complicated. After the deliberate cultivation of the elves, a narrow space appears in the middle surrounded by the roots, which can be described as truly natural and infinite. Polluted cells!

There are soldiers patrolling and monitoring around, so far no criminal has been able to escape from the Imprisonment Forest!

But no matter how strict the protective measures are, it is no doubt that it is no different from paper in Italek's view.

The tattoo on his body is a by-product of the evolution of the Well of Eternity, and it is also the embodiment of the Titan rune.

In the future, no matter what kind of species Itarek uses the humanoid transformation technique to become, there will inevitably be more exposed lines on the skin.

After his modification, this set of domineering tattoos is both beautiful and practical!

After spreading the war prophecy during this period, and observing the situation of the elven civilization, Italek also learned a lot about this new civilization.

Except for the main city of Kesdra.

The elves have built several cities one after another in other places. Due to their excellent affinity for magic, some gifted elves have developed the ability to communicate with plants.

Just like the shamans in the past, if they are given time, it will surely be a promising career path again!

But look now.

This convenient ability greatly reduces the difficulty of construction by the elves. Most of the city is made of trees, and there is no city wall. Instead, the whole family lives on several towering trees that reach into the sky.

The elves' pride is not without reason, long lifespan and magical prowess aside.

Every elf is a born master of archery, and the Light Feather Army, which makes all elves proud, is the best among them.

Under their superb archery skills, they have already killed all the brutal beasts on the surrounding land, branding them as elves.

And in terms of system.

The current elven civilization adopts a royal system. The elven king is under one person and over ten thousand. The Light Feather Army and the Demon Squad are in charge of the military, which belongs to the real high-end combat power.

But no matter how elite.

Compared with the troll civilization that went from strife to unity, from unity to decay, and finally reborn in the flames of war.

The budding civilization created by the elves is too immature no matter which direction you look at it.

If the elves are allowed to clash with the trolls at this time.

The situation of the war is bound to be one-sided crushing, and this little achievement that the elves are proud of is nothing!

Civilizations take time to develop.

In order to let the elven civilization catch up as soon as possible, so that they will not be completely bloodbathed by the trolls who invaded later, Itarek has already decided to end in person, and tap the potential hidden in the elven civilization as soon as possible!
The elven civilization can be destroyed, but it must exert its corresponding value!
Therefore, in order to make the proud elves follow their own ideas, a high and powerful position must be able to get twice the result with half the effort.

Now he is just a nobody in the eyes of the elves.

But wait until later.

After Italek created one great cause after another, and even became a veritable great man in the elven civilization, would the war prophecy he said still be nonsense?

Staying quietly in the cell, Itarek didn't show the slightest bit of impatience.

Instead, he took out the notebook he was carrying with him, and the ink-stained quill suddenly danced on it. The dim light and the damp cell didn't seem to disturb him at all.

When Serafur arrived, this was what she saw.

I was a little moved and surprised in my heart.

But under the long-term influence of the power struggle, Serafur did not show these subtle emotions, and asked in a deep and stern voice.

"It's not just Kesdra, there are many rumors about the upcoming war in all the cities recently. Do you have any excuses?"

"No, these are all necessary precautionary measures."

One person and one crow looked at each other, the former had deep eyes, while the latter had humanized curiosity.

"No, this is just your baseless and irresponsible guess. As a bard, your mission is to provide happiness to the people. Don't you really hope that war will come?"

"Time will tell me right or wrong, little girl."

Serafur frowned at Italek's calm and determined words, and was about to say something, but the bard in front of him asked back.

"Since you don't believe my prophecy, why did you come here?"

"I think you can also see that my status is noble, so I am naturally responsible for erasing the unstable factors that threaten all elves, but this also allows me to come into contact with some things that ordinary people cannot."

Paused.

Serafur's voice softened a little, "I really want to know what happened to that banned history.

If you will tell me, you can win my personal friendship. "

Italek looked a little strange.

It can be seen that the other party really didn't take his war prophecy to heart, thinking that it was just nonsense, and the importance was even ranked behind her to satisfy her own curiosity!
"Can't you just ask someone else?"

"I would like to, but my father... father has been keeping people from telling me, and he also forbids everyone to discuss this matter."

"Hehe, it seems that your identity is more prominent than I imagined."

Serafur's expression was a little tense. After all, she was still inexperienced, so she couldn't help worrying that Itarek would continue to question her.

But what made the elf princess heave a sigh of relief was that the other party just mentioned a word and didn't talk, but said thoughtfully.

"I can tell you that history, so what price will you pay?"

"Isn't it enough to let you out?"

Serafur retorted with some novelty.

This experience of bargaining on your own has never been experienced before.

And at this moment, what I am trying to dig out is a past that my father expressly forbids, which also makes Serafur feel an exciting feeling like exploring alone that I have never had before.

"I've seen everything I want to see, and it makes no difference to me whether I'm in the cell or outside."

shook his head.

Itarek leaned his back on the root of the tree, and said in a gentle tone: "I can tell you about the long past, but after I finish speaking, I need you to read my notes, and then you will know What should be done."

"It's that simple?"

Serafur was a little taken aback.

"I can tell you clearly that because your actions of spreading chaos have attracted the attention of some very dangerous guys.

If you can get out, then maybe there is still a chance of successful escape, but if you stay in the cell all the time, they will have no trouble trying to frame you! "

"It doesn't matter. It is my long-cherished wish to make our civilization more prosperous and powerful. What's the point of taking my life for this?"

Looking at the other party with a complicated expression, the free and easy smile seemed to not care about his own safety at all, which made Serafur look moved.

Suddenly, the raven who had been standing on Itarek's shoulder ruthlessly pecked his cheek, and his deep purple eyes seemed to say something silently.

After glancing at Xiao Zi, Itarek added helplessly.

"I still have to bring me some nuts every day, um, honey-flavored ones."

"Okay, I'll give the jailer instructions."

Stared deeply at Itarek.

Serafur had to admit that her opinion of this guy had changed a lot.

For a guy with such a lofty awareness of sacrifice, maybe the war prophecy ridiculed by his father is not groundless?
The thought of vacillation flashed by, and Itarek began to talk about the banned history without any haste, and Serafur hurriedly found a clean place to sit down next to him.

Starting from a colorful troll civilization, and then trekking all the way under the guidance of the soul of the ancestors, and finally found the light well and became the first batch of elves...

This story wasn't too long, but the turmoil it caused Serafur's heart was extremely strong!

"This is impossible, how could our elves be transformed from that kind of barbaric creature!"

Looking at Serafur's dull expression of doubting life, Italek silently felt that this Elven King is indeed a good hand in manipulating speech.

In order to erase this shameful history, all the first-generation elves who knew the inside story took great pains.

It can be seen from the fact that almost no one in the new generation of elves knows about that period of history, and even Keith, who has made great contributions, was assassinated and died because of his talkative propaganda.

It was perhaps an open secret among them.

But if you dare to publicize it, no one can escape a dead word!
Having figured this out, Serafur was shocked, but also had a real understanding of Italek's lofty determination!

Immediately promised with a serious expression.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this, the blood of elves will always be pure!"

Seeing that the other party seemed to have misunderstood something, Itarek didn't mean to explain it. This kind of change can deepen his relationship with the elf princess and help the next plan.

And after Serafur passed through the initial anxiety and shock, her curious personality began to gain the upper hand, and she took the initiative to pester Itarek to tell her more things about the outside world.

She really accidentally found the right dragon!

As a legendary black dragon who traveled around the world and even went to the end of the world, Serafur was amazed by Italek's casual insights and customs!
a time.

The proud elf princess seems to have fallen into the mortal world, lingering in the cell for many days, often staying for a whole day!

This unusual scene was quickly described truthfully, uploaded respectfully level by level, and finally handed over to the elf king whom he had never met before.

He has long pale golden hair, and a handsome face that is exceptionally good among elves who are averagely handsome men and women. The luxurious crown on his head adds a bit of nobility to him.

Orthodox elves, well-deserved reputation!
But at this moment, the Elf King finished reading the report with a frown, obviously feeling overwhelmed by the bard that the Elf Princess was suspected to be infatuated with.

The fingers with sharp phalanges tapped the table lightly a few times, and the unbearable sound finally sounded.

"Go and investigate, what is the identity of that bard, and what is his relationship with Serafur."

No one responded.

However, a ray of breeze appeared quietly, like a ghost!
at the same time.

On the day Serafur blocked the fifth assassination from a nobleman, Itarek, who made his cell his home, finally finished writing his notes!
　I will ask for leave tomorrow, and the two shifts will resume the day after tomorrow. Civilization Six mistakes my codeword great cause! (`^)

　　Also, don't worry if it's a single heroine
　　
　
(End of this chapter)