Real elves vs fake elves

"Don't talk nonsense to me! If you want me to help you, you have to give me benefits! No matter how many idiots in the slave-catching team die, it has nothing to do with me! The rotten goods that can't be sold are dead!"

"I'm putting it right here. Remove my curse and give me five thousand gold shields. If you give me one copper less, I'll kill you!"

When he said the last sentence, the giant's finger was already on the nose of the Shenyi woman. In comparison, this huge finger was even bigger than the Shenyi woman's face.

This is not the body shape that a human should have at all. It is more like a terrifying ogre.

Such an offense was enough to make Shen Yi, who had always maintained a good self-control, narrow his eyes slightly. However, his expression did not change at all, and even his sweet voice did not fluctuate at all.

"As you wish, my Lord."

"Ten more girls will be presented in a few moments. Have a good time, my lord."

After saying this, Shen Yi lowered his head and backed out of the huge bedroom. As the door slowly closed, this place that seemed like a living hell was completely cut off from the woman's sight.

"Grand Duke Orlando, the strongest warrior of mankind..." The woman of the Dark Race gritted her teeth and then showed a disdainful look: "What a perverted gay man."

This giant guy called Orlando is a perverted gay who likes men, so he fucks women.

Turning around and walking away from this place that made her feel sick,

The fat male servants and butlers would salute her respectfully, and the fully armed soldiers and knights would also show her the highest courtesy. It can be imagined that everyone here respects and admires this woman.

After all, she was the only woman who was allowed to enter and leave the Grand Duke Orlando's bedroom at any time, and the only one who could come out alive. In comparison, the jobs of the chief mage and chief staff seemed not so important.

She walked quickly to the front hall, where a relatively important matter was waiting for her to deal with.

Several knights surrounded several slave traffickers. Now these traffickers had lost their former glory. They lay prone on the floor, unable to stop the flow of feces and urine. The degree of incontinence was like picking up soap in prison.

If it were just that, it would be fine, it would just be disgusting, but the worst thing was that these guys had dazed eyes and kept muttering, it was obvious that their spirits had suffered extremely fatal stimulation, and what should be called rationality had completely collapsed.

She raised her hand and said "Calm the Mind", which calmed down the psychopaths. It seemed that their sanity was slowly recovering because of the magic. Seeing that these people seemed to be able to communicate, the Shen Clan woman walked up to them and looked at them coldly from top to bottom.

"Tell me, what did you see?"

Only one of these unlucky guys seemed to have heard the voice. He looked up at the woman, stared at her blankly for a long while, but suddenly he revealed a weird smile.

"Archery..."

Woman: "Archery? Who's shooting?!"

"Archery..."

"Archery..."

"Those trees are shooting arrows..."

“Those trees are shooting arrows!”

"Hehehe, hahahahahaha..."

The unfortunate fellow's sanity, which had just been restored, collapsed again.

Chapter 80 Ripe Fruits Need Rich Soil

The giant carriage pulled by 16 elven horses is almost a movable land villa. It is equipped with all kinds of luxurious enjoyments and expensive magic mechanisms that ordinary people have never heard of. This is one of the benchmarks created by the Light People for self-enjoyment, and it is also a luxury pursued by modern Moon People and humans.

And Lothern has one of these carriages.

Now the carriage was on its way back to Lothern, with two people sitting in it, one was Aenarion and the other was Neroth.

But to the outside world, this carriage was not meant to bring the two back, but to carry a certain sacred artifact.

Of course, noble things need equally noble things to carry them. In order to welcome the return of the artifact, no matter how luxurious the welcoming method is, it is not excessive. This is both a respect for the artifact and a show-off to the neighbors.

"But you're not the type to show off."

Nellos took a sip of the Coke in front of him, then frowned and picked up the tea on the other side.

"You act as if you want everyone to know that you brought back a sacred artifact... the Dragon Heart Staff. This is completely different from the information I received."

"That damn bastard!"

He took a sip from the two drinks in front of Aenarion. This guy was not picky about what to drink. After all, he had to drink tea and cola, and only then could he be considered healthy.

"I just want to let them know that my leaving Lothern has already made many people sleepless. If I don't show up in a high-profile manner now, how can those people sleep well?"

"Of course, the more important reason is this Dragon Heart Staff. This thing is your goal, but it is not mine."

As he spoke, Aenarion glanced back at the ornately decorated staff.

Normally, according to the personality of the Lightborn, weapons of this level would be stored in a magical storage device, allowing the weapons to float in the air. Regardless of the high cost and energy waste, you can tell me whether this kind of weapon floating in the air is high-end or not!

But this is not the normal situation. Now this staff is placed on a weapon rack, which looks mismatched at first glance. It is obvious that this weapon rack was used to hold other things before, and now it is used to hold this staff, which looks out of harmony no matter how you look at it.

"For seeds to germinate and bear fruit, they need soil as a foundation and fertilizer as an aid. Only in this way can the fruits grown be sweet and delicious."

"And my goal is that fruit."

Turning his head and looking at Neroth, Aenarion personally poured tea for him.

"Are you right, the lady who almost became soil?"

Nellos drank the tea in one gulp, his expression changing from gloomy to happy.

However, this ugly expression did not last long, and Nelos spoke again.

"In fact, I have a more important question. Although I am sure you will not answer my question, I still feel uncomfortable if I don't say it!" Nelos said while looking into Aenarion's eyes, "Why does that dragon corpse respect you so much!"

"Why, a 'descendant', would be so humble to a 'maggot'!"

"Let alone the descendants of light, even the ancient descendants of light are no different in the eyes of the dragons. They are all 'maggots'!"

Aenarion: "..."

good question!

I do not know either!

But it was impossible to say such a reply, and Aenarion simply stood up and turned away from the table.

In Nellos's opinion, it was natural that he didn't even bother to answer this question.

"Damn... bastard." Nellos narrowed his eyes and then muttered softly, not even realizing it was too loud.

With the high-profile appearance of the Giant Carriage of Light, everyone in the Elf Forest and the various forces surrounding it knew everything even if they didn't want to know.

Aenarion alone was enough of a headache, and now this guy has announced in a high-profile manner that he has brought back a sacred artifact. Many Moonborn nobles are worried and can't sleep.

Fortunately, this guy is reasonable and his desire for expansion is only average, not strong. Otherwise, he would either form an anti-Phoenix alliance or turn against us and surrender.

The guy who is nominally the most powerful in the Forest of Elves is naturally paying attention to Aenarion's every move. It is impossible for her not to know about such an astonishingly high profile.

The Royal Court of Flower Valley.

This royal court could be described as a sea of ​​flowers. There were no tall or morbid plants here, only a variety of colorful flowers. From a distance, it looked like a colorful oil painting. It was hard to imagine that such an amazing scenery actually existed in the world.

If it were just this, then this place would be nothing more than a tourist destination and it would be impossible for it to be the nominal leader of the elves of this generation. It has neither a powerful military force nor abundant wealth. On the surface, this place looks like just an ordinary royal court.

But the reason why it can have such a status is because it has mastered the core technology that the elves need most at present -

reproduce.

The fertility meeting hosted by the Queen of Flower Valley every year is the biggest reason for the steady growth of the elves' population, without a doubt.

Otherwise, if the elves were to rely solely on their own reproduction, they would probably be wiped out at any time.

Because they control this core technology, they can also do whatever they want to the population structure of other royal courts, such as making the Silver Steel Royal Court lose all its men.

The top of flowers.

This is the administrative center of the Flower Valley Royal Court, and it is also the place where all the royal courts gather together for meetings.

Although the kings will not come in person, it is still very simple to make a magic projection or something.

There was a huge square table, with the king of the Flower Valley Royal Court sitting at the first seat. On both sides of the table were the projections of the kings of various royal courts. Now, the most noble and important people among the elves gathered here, as if they were discussing something important.

After all, they are all big shots, and they have a strong desire to do big things.

"I have read all the reports sent by your spies."

There are several piles of materials in front of the Queen of Flower Valley. Now this girl is rubbing her temples, as if she is tired.

"That's it... If you want to hire someone to write for you, you should hire a few different people. Although there are more than ten versions of the story, the writing style is the same. It's obvious that they were all written by the same guy. Don't your subordinates check the manuscripts themselves before buying them?"

"And these..." The Queen of Flower Valley said as she took out a few pieces of paper and shuddered as she spoke. "These descriptions of Aenarion show that he has delicate features but a strong build, and he is eight feet tall and eight feet wide. Is this what an elf should look like?!"

"What do you mean by a leopard-headed, round-eyed, heroic and brave man, a righteous man? You guys are writing novels instead!"

"I don't mind you spending money, but you can't insult my intelligence with these things!"

Chapter 81 I have called you all here for three things

The Queen of Flower Valley obviously had great prestige among the kings. At least when she scolded, the other kings remained silent. Although they continued to do what they were supposed to do, no one tried to refute her.

This level of attention is much lower than that of the Emperor of the Holy Griffin Empire.

After the Queen of Flower Valley finished her scolding, one of the sisters spoke up: "So from now on, this manuscript... no, this information will not be sent?"

Queen of Flower Valley: "I'll give it to you anyway. Although it's ridiculous as intelligence, it's still pretty well written. And some versions are interrupted at the most exciting part, which is frustrating."

All in all, it is good for the development of Lothern's entertainment industry.

Although Aenarion did not copy books after coming to this world, the entertainment industry of the Phoenix Court still flourished because of the cats.

Pushing the piles of papers aside, the Queen of Flower Valley looked seriously at the Elf Kings who were doing their own things on both sides of the table.

"I have called you all here for three things."

"First, the breeding conference is about to begin. The document in front of your table will list the number of men you need to submit, as well as the number of infants you can expect after the conference..."

Before he could finish his words, a irritable voice suddenly sounded: "Fuck, why do I have more men to offer?! But why do I have fewer babies?!"

The person who spoke was a lady who was very stout by elven standards, and it was clear that she was not only rugged in appearance, but also in character.

"You have to give me a reason!"

The Queen of Flower Valley sneered upon hearing this. She didn't care about the other party's threat at all and thought she had the other party under control.

"Some people always take the initiative to not think about future plans for the sake of short-term benefits."

"Yes, some wild kings can indeed make you make a lot of money in the short term, but don't you think about what you will lose if you do this?"

"Don't think you can hide what you did. I, the Flower Valley Royal Court, did not come to the position of the common leader of all the kings just because of the fertility conference."

"My eyes are all over the Elf Forest!"

The sturdy woman gritted her teeth when she heard that, her face flushed with anger, but she did not refute in the end, and her look clearly showed that she had chosen to give in.

Seeing the other party's concession, the Queen of Flower Valley nodded with satisfaction, then raised her head and glanced at the people below, and finally slowly opened her mouth to tell the second thing.

"The second thing is, I'm sure you all know about Aenarion's acquisition of the artifact... You can't possibly not know about it. After all, this guy is so high-profile that he seems to want the whole world to know that he has obtained a treasure."

"But this is clearly not in line with his character. From my many years of experience fighting him, I can tell that this is clearly a trap."

"Okay, who's going to explore this trap?"

Everyone at the table was shocked by these words.

Knowing it's a trap, they still let us explore it?!

You don't take our lives seriously at all!

"I know you are definitely unwilling. How about this? For the royal court that is willing to take the initiative to test this trap, I will give some preferential treatment when distributing babies."

"You will definitely be satisfied with the preferential treatment."

The kings seemed unmoved by these words.

The Flower Valley Queen smiled and said, "You can come to me later about this matter. You don't have to express your opinion here."

"Of course, for those who didn't express their opinions, if there is any situation in the distribution that you are not satisfied with later, don't come to me and make a fuss. After all, this is the result of your own failure to live up to expectations."

Simple means of differentiation and inducement. Although simple, they are often very effective.

At least the expressions of the kings present became very bad.

Queen of Flower Valley: "The last and most important thing."

"I will start a grand tour in three months. I will imitate the emperors of the Light Age and hold a grand parade. The parade will cover the entire Elf Forest. During the tour, I will also offer sacrifices to the Light Age kings and gods like the ancient emperors."

"I think you should understand what I mean."

It was indeed the most important content. After these words, the faces of the kings all changed drastically.

It's not just getting uglier, it's getting quite complicated.

The Queen of Flower Valley was obviously restless. Aenarion's strong claim was like a banana hanging over her head. She didn't know when the banana would fall and pounce on her. So she naturally thought of another way to get a strong claim.