Wizard: I crush the legend with my martial arts

Why did the gods let one of the Seven Virtues, Temperance, choose a dark elf to recognize as his master?
The dark elves were once vassals of the demons!

Master Godin really can't figure out this problem.

Thoughts raced through his mind, but the magic under his claws did not stop.

It is not difficult for Master Godin to be distracted and multi-purpose.

As soon as he rescued Sharibel, he turned around and threw himself into the process of rescuing the next person.

As soon as Sharibel opened his eyes, he sat up suddenly.

He felt like he just slept, that is, things passed as soon as he opened and closed his eyes, but his mind was still a little confused, chaotic, like a ball of paste.

But what he saw in front of him was extremely shocking.

Countless tribesmen were lying on the ground, and the former enemy Hernot was also lying not far away, sleeping with his eyes closed.

The only thing that made him feel at ease was that his sisters Sera and Alphonse were nearby.

"What's going on here?"

"Brother!" Sera happily hugged Sharibel, "You have been in a coma for more than half a month!"

At this time, all the top leaders of the Dark Church fell into a coma. She had to temporarily take on the responsibility of the leader and was worried to death.

At this moment, you can clearly feel that your brother's body is getting thinner.

"Did the Lord Saint save me?" Sharibel raised his hand and stroked Sera's hair and looked at Alphonse.

"It's not me, I just found Master Godin who can treat you." Alphonse pointed at Master Godin who was rescuing another dark elf.

From Sharibel's perspective, only Master Godin's back could be seen. Although he thought it was strange how it could be a demon wolf, he still sincerely thanked him, "Thank you, Master, for your rescue!"

"You're welcome." Master Godin responded without looking back, "I still need your help."

It has carefully checked with the eyes of the soul. The dark elves are stronger than it expected, and the half-demon clan are also very powerful, especially Sharibel, who has master-level strength and holds the artifact scimitar. 'Temperance' Ozizangus, even if they don't have to go out in full force, the attack on Guyana Prison will be safe.

"Help? What happened during this time?" Sharibel asked doubtfully.

Alphonse briefly recounted the recent events.

There is not much to say about the rush, that is to say, it took a long time. The main reason was that I ran into Xion and Caiti, and thus agreed to Master Godin. He needed the help of the dark elves and half-demon tribe to capture Guyana Prison. matter.

Sharibel immediately fell into deep thought.

However, his stomach growled inappropriately.

Sera quickly asked someone to bring the food over. When the tribesman woke up just now, he was in the same situation. He had been in a coma for more than half a month and only drank some liquid food to maintain his life. There was no reason why he was not hungry.

The food was already being cooked, but the wild fruits were served first.

The products in the outside world are much richer than those in Fantalia. The meat of monsters and ordinary animals does not have a fishy smell, and you can also find delicious berries and wild vegetables, which my brother has never tasted.

Unlike in the underground world, the only edible plants are ferns, which are downy and taste very bitter.

In Alphonse's opinion, the wild fruits served were like crooked melons and cracked dates, some of which were not yet fully ripe and were still green. However, Sharibel stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it a few times, but he became excited. , showing an expression of great emotion, "It would be great if Namu and the children could also try this fruit!"

"My sister-in-law and children will definitely be able to taste it in the future. That is to say, brother, you are still asleep and I don't dare to let anyone go back to report it." Sera said with a smile.

Alphonse was stunned, "Is Sharibel already married?"

"Yes." Sera nodded, "Sister-in-law and the others are still staying in our settlement. I already have two nephews and a niece."

Speaking of this, Sierra couldn't help but touch her belly. She had been with Alphonse so many times, but she still had no sign of pregnancy.

Sharibel's expression became serious, and he stared at Alphonse, "Lord Saint, ever since I stepped out of the border of Fantalia, I have been thinking about the future life of the dark elves. I have heard you say before that you are Bas. The noble lord of Tian Kingdom, but his territory is not vast.

If I take everyone in the clan to follow you to the Cold Wind Territory, it will obviously only add a heavy burden to your territory. Food rations are a very important issue.

I think the plight of Princess Kaiti is also an opportunity for our dark elf clan. If we can help her regain the throne, according to her promise, this land can be allocated to us, which can avoid conflicts with various races from the outside world. Some unnecessary disputes, we also need this land to build our own city.

According to what you just said, Lord Saint, as long as the Guyana prison is captured, Duke Lambelder's support is obtained, and Princess Kaiti regains the throne, it is not without hope. We dark elves are a race that is good at fighting. From war Obtaining benefits from it is also a matter of course!
The most important thing is that the underground world is rich in mineral resources. In the past, there were no trading objects, and they could not be turned into wealth. They were all controlled and distributed by the Demon God Cult. Those resources could not be left to Hernot until he woke up. , I will negotiate with him and jointly build a city where half-demon races and dark elves can coexist harmoniously! "

Master Godin heard all what Sharibel said and was secretly happy in his heart.

Alphonse also considered this issue before heading to the border of Fantalia to fight Kasobia. It was a good thing that Sharibel took the initiative to bring it up, so he no longer had to worry about it.

"But you still have to be careful. You can become mercenaries, but you must not be used as cannon fodder and be killed on the battlefield."

Sharibel laughed confidently, "After fighting against this insidious old guy like Hernot for so long, our dark elves are no worse than the people outside in terms of experience in fighting. It can be said that all dark elves are. We have grown up in battles, so how can we be easily plotted by others, and we dark elves are good at stealth assassination, and head-on confrontation is not our strong point, so how can we give up our strengths to take advantage of our shortcomings."

Master Godin was disgusted by these words, but it was difficult to argue with him.

After all, it was a wave of strong support.

With their help, Theon would have a much greater say.

Sharibel continued, "In the future, Lord Saint, if you need the assistance of our dark elves, as long as you give the order, no matter where we are, we will do our best to serve you!"

As he said that, he glanced at Master Godin, "Besides, Master Godin has the ability to set up a space teleportation array. I think it also intends for us to teleport to the Red Forest Party's stronghold and then act together; if, Saint Sir, you can also arrange a space teleportation array in your territory and here. It will be more convenient for us to help each other. We are not short of magic crystal cores. I have a lot of them in my space necklace now." (End of this chapter)