Real elves vs fake elves

Upon hearing this, Neros immediately said proudly: "Not everyone is qualified to be my apprentice!"

Aenarion nodded. "Of course. First of all, you have to be strong. By the way, I will be responsible for the treatment of the apprentices, otherwise they will easily rebel."

Nellos: "Apprentices need treatment?!"

Aenarion: "Look, I had to add that, otherwise there would have been real trouble."

Seeing Aenarion talking happily, Ty Lee seemed to finally be unable to help herself: "What... are you talking about?"

"Why can't I understand?"

Aenarion waved his hand. "It's nothing. Just do as I say. I'll explain it to you later. To put it simply, this woman came with a contract, and I must abide by it."

"By the way, I'm informing everyone not to have too much contact with this woman. This woman's mouth stinks even more than Da Mingbai's."

Terry immediately realized how foul-mouthed Nellos was.

Turning his head and continuing to look at Nairos, Aenarion spoke again: "Anything else you want to add?"

Nellos smiled mockingly upon hearing this: "Of course there is. Do you have the guts to keep guessing?"

Aenarion: "Looking for the Heart of the High Tree? That thing is fake, a trap set by the wights. But I can take you there. There is an artifact there that I have been thinking about for a long time."

Neros: “…”

Aenarion: "Why are you silent? And looking at me like that?"

Nellos: "I wonder who you are, old fellow... coming here to play such a ridiculous game of house.

"

Aenarion: "I am still young."

Only five years old, actually.

Nellos had a look on his face that showed he didn't believe it at all.

Aenarion: "Just do as I say. Go to where the wight is in a few days. I have to tell you that the wight is very strong and can drain mana. You must be prepared to fight under low mana tides."

Nelos: "Since you know so much, why don't you go by yourself, but... wait for me here?"

Of course, I didn't have any mana at all, so I couldn't open the door to the dungeon at all.

These words will definitely not be spoken.

Aenarion looked at the old woman, known in the game as the Riddler, and gave her a meaningful, macho smile.

Don’t you like being a riddle teller?

Don’t you like the plot to be half-hidden and half-surprisingly left to guess?

Now it's your turn, guess what.

He instantly guessed the meaning of the other person's smile, and Nellos's expression became extremely ugly.

Chapter 74: The Miracle of Savage Tyranny

Just when Lothern entered a stable period and some Moon Elves were rejoicing that they could finally live a peaceful life, a shocking news broke among the entire Moon Elves' upper elves.

Aenarion left Lothern.

When this news came out, a lot of people couldn't sleep.

Last time, I was able to trick those idiots in the White Deer Royal Court into giving it a try, but what can I do now?

No one wants to do it, damn!

As expected, all the spies who went to investigate disappeared. The moment he left Lothern, Aenarion seemed to have become invisible, disappearing from the eyes of all those who were monitoring him.

The spy agencies of the Moon Kings began to operate like crazy.

Lothern, in a rental house.

Several elves were sitting around a table with complicated expressions. On the table was a pot of cold tea without any heat. There were a few biscuits on a small plate next to the tea, but no one had the heart to take a bite.

As these people were feeling uneasy, the door of the rental house suddenly opened and a reckless-looking elf rushed in.

According to the elves' habits, they would naturally not make such rude behavior. This rude behavior was actually caused by the sister being too flustered.

She picked up the teapot and drank it down. After swallowing the tea leaves mixed with the water, the girl finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up and found that the elves surrounding the table were all looking at her.

"There is no news. Of course, we can't get any news from the Government Affairs Office and the military. The parliament is also unclear about the situation. The few important people in the parliament who have been developed with great difficulty are becoming more and more resistant to cooperating with us. Perhaps using the Golden Shield can continue to ensure their loyalty, but the funds we have are not enough. Where can we get the extra money to bribe these people?"

"And someone already suspected me. I circled around outside for several times before I got rid of the person who was following me."

"Lothern's spies are becoming more difficult every day."

"That means there is no news." Ignoring the other party's next few words, a person at the table actually looked relieved. "How should we deal with those big shots? Just make up something and hand it over?"

"Yes." The elf sitting at the head of the table nodded majestically, agreeing with this statement. "But who will edit it? This kind of thing should be done by professionals."

"I do know a cat-man writer. His plays are quite popular recently..."

"Oh, you're the author of 'Lin Dai's Meowing Nu Pulls Out the Weeping Willows, Jia Bao's Meow in the Snowy Mountain Temple'?!"

"That's right, if we let him write it, there will be no problem at all!"

Thus, under the planning of a group of idiot spies, a rather unconventional plan was achieved. Because of this inexplicable reason, the entertainment industry in Lothern suddenly ushered in a round of explosive growth...

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Since its establishment, Lothern has become more prosperous day by day, so more and more people come here as tourists to visit, consume, and even stay here illegally.

At present, the limit of Lothern's administrative capacity is to ensure the registration of household registration and identity information of people within the city of Lothern. As for the more remote countryside, it is really beyond its capacity.

A woman in a fluorescent silk robe was walking on the streets of Lothern. Although the robe almost covered her entire body, it still could not effectively conceal her amazing figure.

Looking at the streets and prosperity of Lothern, the woman always had a smile on her face, as if it was an affirmation from a superior, or approval from an elder.

"Madam, you are here."

An old and powerful voice was heard. The woman looked in the direction of the voice and saw old Joseph had been waiting there for a long time.

"You did very well, little Joseph." The woman called "Madam" nodded modestly, showing the demeanor of a superior. "I haven't seen hope and vitality for many years. I rarely find these excellent qualities in the elves' settlements."

"For so many years, I thought these essences would only appear in human cities."

Old Joseph said nothing, he knew that the other party was definitely filled with emotion at the moment.

Madam: "Okay, please try to arrange a meeting between me and the King of Phoenix Court. In exchange, I will write a letter of recommendation to your daughter from the Fantasy City.

. "

"As you wish, my honorable lady." Old Joseph bowed again, with an extremely humble attitude.

"Are you going to stay here from now on? Not going back to the human kingdom? You can do something for me."

Old Joseph smiled indifferently: "Just like you said back then, if you can't beat them, then join them. Besides, my team no longer exists. Now I can do some small things in Lothern to atone for what I did back then."

"I'm glad you think so."

After a slight smile, the two said no more, but looked towards the streets of Lothern together. This place was full of vitality and everything was flourishing.

"The king went out with a sorceress named Nellos."

Suddenly, old Joseph spoke as if he had thought of something, and after hearing these words, the lady's expression, which had always maintained a superior attitude, finally changed and became very ugly.

"Neros...what do these exiles want to do?"

"But fortunately it was Neroth, the exile among exiles."

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The Elf Forest is very large, and the Savage Tyranny is even larger. The Elf Forest plus the Savage Tyranny is the territory of the Elf Empire during its heyday.

At that time, the elves had forests in their countries, unlike now, where there are countries in the forests.

Countless facilities of the old empire are scattered throughout the depths of this vast forest. For the elves today, the unexplored territory of the forest is more than 90%. The rapid expansion of the forest has even affected the elves' living space.

All in all, for today’s elves, they are at a disadvantage even when competing with nature for living space, let alone conducting archaeological excavations. It would be good enough if they don’t become “ancient”.

"Foolish Moonborn, you have allowed your country to fall into such ruin."

Criticizing the Moonborn from a high position, Aenarion didn't know whether Nellos was trying to show off his superiority or was just foul-mouthed.

Anyway, he didn't want to talk bad with her.

The endless forest was enough to make even the most familiar locals lose their sense of direction. There was no such thing as a "road" on the land occupied by plants. This was a place that even the most astute hunters were unwilling to go deep into. It was a wild land that fully demonstrated the power of nature.

But now two people are traveling in this wild land. The tyranny of nature cannot even slow down their progress. They are like eagle owls flying through the woods, high above and ignoring this forbidden land for mortals.

"Here we are. This is the so-called Heart of the Supreme Sacred Tree."

Standing on the crown of a tree, Aenarion said calmly.

Beside him, the female sorceress called Nelos was looking at the scene in shock.

It was a giant tree that towered into the clouds, a terrifying tree that was almost as big as a mountain.

I raised my head, trying to find the end of the tree canopy, but it was completely obscured by thick clouds, like a mocking ring finger piercing the dendrobium in the sky.

Aenarion: "Don't get excited. It's fake."

Nelos seemed to have heard nothing at all, and continued to stare in amazement at this miracle unique to natural tyranny.

Chapter 75: The elves live for a short time just for their face

The Heart of the High Sacred Tree is the closest ancient ruin to Lothern. Aenarion has secretly come here many times by himself. He is really familiar with the place. Except for not entering the door, he has done almost everything here.

The Light Elves are a powerful magical civilization. They are not the so-called magical civilization that only has a small number of powerful magicians, but a magical civilization that integrates magical knowledge into their lives.

This also indirectly led to the fact that the participation rate of magic in some highly professional Light Elves' ruins was very high, and some were even so high that even opening the door required a little mana, otherwise they would not be able to pass the access control.

The so-called "Heart of the Supreme Sacred Tree" in front of us is such a relic. Although it is a replica, the one who imitated the relic was also a light elf.

Even though it's the dead kind.

"This is... the heart of the Supreme Holy Tree?"

Nellos spoke hesitantly, his words full of shock.

"Well, it's fake. It's just an ordinary giant tree. It's just too big. What's really important is its inside."

Aenarion's answer was calm, and his expression was even calmer. After all, he had seen it countless times.

Whether in this world or in the game of his previous life, he has been here many times. It’s just that due to the expressiveness of the game, it is unable to create such a shocking scene.

"You seem surprised?"

Aenarion's words instantly caused Nero's expression to change more than ten times in just half a second. Finally, after his desperate efforts, his expression returned to indifferent.

That is, an expression that is better than Sima's face.

"Surprised? Why should I be surprised?"

"I've seen many little scenes like this in my long life."

Aenarion smiled. "Since it's just a small event, let's go together. I'll lead the way. I know the entrance more accurately than the map in your hand."

Upon hearing this, Nelos smiled with confidence, as if he had everything under control, but he didn't say anything.

I have no idea what's going on, no confidence at all, I feel guilty, I can't speak

, afraid of speaking out and appearing timid.

Seeing Aenarion leading the way, Nelos hurriedly followed, fearing that he would be left behind.

The map I got from the black market merchant is useless. The map is blurry and there are no markings on various important places. If it weren't for the living radar navigation in front of me, I would really be lost in this vast forest.

The forest spirits here will not respond to any other elves except the Wilderness.

As the saying goes, "If you run too far, you will die." When the sky was completely occupied by darkness and the sickly moon hung high in the sky, the two finally found their destination.

Even with their amazing leg strength, it still took them some time and effort to get here.

"This is the so-called tomb of the gods." In front of a magnificent gate, Aenarion calmly commented, "It's a poor imitation. Using mortals' thoughts to think about the funeral of gods, and forcing one's so-called broad knowledge to fit the existence above the concept, will only result in a monster that is neither fish nor fowl, and an answer that is both ridiculous and laughable."

As he spoke, Aenarion made a "please" gesture to Nelos.

"It's time to use the Golden Compass of Slanmo, my dear Miss Mage. I think the simple problem above should not be difficult for you. With your wisdom, you should be able to solve it easily."

"Of course." Finally arriving at a familiar area, Nelos raised his head proudly, in a particularly arrogant way, "Just wait, Warrior King."

The word "warrior" was emphasized, which she thought was perhaps a small form of sarcasm.

Aenarion was a gentleman and didn't pay attention to how Neroth used the golden compass. The main reason was that he had no common sense in this area, and even if he paid attention, he wouldn't understand it.

All in all, the process of opening the door was very smooth and there were no obstacles, which was consistent with Nelos's previous boasting.