Real elves vs fake elves

"Make your choice now, greedy adventurers."

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Another group of elves left the tavern run by the cats. In the cool basement, four cats slumped on the table, like cat biscuits.

After a long while, one of the relatively thin cats spoke, but he was forcing himself to speak.

"Boss, how long are you going to continue? This big gold chain is so heavy, my shoulders are so sore."

The big cat also looked exhausted both physically and mentally, and the whole cat was listless.

"The White Tower gave us 29 targets in total, and we have only sent out 11 of them. Brothers, we still have to hold on..."

Before he could finish his words, the cat called out "Old Wu" in a rather miserable voice, which was really heartbreaking to hear.

"Stop meowing!" Even the cat boss was tired of meowing. "The White Tower promised that we would split the business 70% to 30%! Just think about how much money this is! It's more than a thousand gold shields!"

Maomao: "Why is it only 70%?"

Cat Boss: "70% of it belongs to someone else. Don't be unconvinced. There are so many people who want to make money but don't have this way! Stop yelling! Take a two-hour break to prepare for the next group of spies. Don't fall asleep. If you fall asleep and something goes wrong, no one can afford it!"

These words did not have any encouraging effect, but instead earned him a group of "Old Wus".

This con man's business is extremely difficult to carry out.

Chapter 105: Common Diseases

As a loyal player who has played this game many times, Aenarion knows almost everything about the crypts where the first Bannerlord will establish logistics points. He always wondered when to explore these crypts, but since these crypts are scattered throughout the Elven Forest, it would be time-consuming and laborious to explore them all, and he had a lot of things on hand, so it had been put on hold.

Recently, after reading the spy-related reports sent by the White Tower, Aenarion suddenly had this idea.

Don't mention this idea, don't mention it. Once it came up, Aenarion thought it was feasible. So after rushing out a bunch of treasure maps overnight, he assigned the White Tower related tasks.

This mission was just a casual task. Its success or failure didn't matter much to the Phoenix Court at the moment. It would be great to have some unexpected gains, but if not, it wouldn't be a big loss for Lothern.

In short, it was the product of Aenarion's impulsive behavior.

Even though it was the product of Aenarion's brain damage, it was enough to cause a sensation in the entire Elven Forest.

With a small tavern in Lothern that doesn't even have a license as the center, countless adventurers embarked on a journey to find the great treasure in the name of their dreams!

Outside the Phoenix Temple, countless devout believers were kneeling on the ground, praying wholeheartedly. With the temple as the center, a strange warmth spread outward, and everyone standing here could feel a strong sense of security and a different kind of comfort.

The feeling was almost identical to that of standing beside Aenarion.

"Go in." The Millennium Lady first made a phoenix gesture and bowed to the temple, then led her men directly to the temple gate. The elf merchant was not a believer, so he didn't know what to say, but after seeing his boss walking towards the temple, he could only hurriedly follow, looking quite embarrassed for a moment.

The structure of the Phoenix Temple is not complicated. It can be said that there are not even a few side halls. Because it undertakes certain public facility services, it is a bit crowded.

Soon, the Millennium Lady found her target——

She was a nun radiating pure white holy light, and looked more like a human. She was not outstanding among the elves, but she had unparalleled popularity in Lothern. Because of her good deeds and piety, as well as the inviolable and unquestionable divine light, many believers privately called her the Chosen One.

No one knows her name, and even she calls herself "Sister Phoenix". Many believers interpret this action as a dedication to serve the gods, which further enhances her reputation.

Who could have known that this woman was forced to fall.

"Sister." The Millennium Lady took a step forward, and her arrival successfully attracted the attention of Sister Phoenix.

"Miss Mia." Sister Phoenix bowed her head slightly with a reassuring smile on her face, "Bless you, my kind lady. May our God and our King always point the way forward for you."

The Millennium Lady smiled happily when she heard this, especially when the other party called her "Miss".

"It seems that you have been very busy recently. Is there anything I can do to help you? Although to be honest, there is very little help I can provide other than money, and it seems that you don't have any financial problems."

"Our king once said that problems that can be solved with money are not big problems." Sister Phoenix answered with a smile, then sighed, "We are still solving the problem of our rescued compatriots."

"It's not enough to just rescue them.

We are trying to get them back to normal life... Although it is difficult, under the watchful eyes of our God and our King, we will surely be able to get them back to this beautiful world."

As they were talking, a woman who was kneeling on the ground beside them suddenly collapsed to the ground. She held her head high and her face flushed, as if she was enduring some great pain.

"Sister... Sister, I really can't help it..."

Sister Phoenix looked at the woman lying limp on the ground, sighed with pity, then took out a dagger from somewhere and cut a cut on her hand without hesitation, then put the white-gold blood that spilled out of it to the woman's mouth.

"Suck it, sister, just like our ancestors did. You have done nothing wrong. Strengthen your faith and your will. One day you will return to your normal life."

The woman burst into tears upon hearing this. She sucked the white-gold blood while muttering, "I'm sorry... I'm really sorry... My will is too weak, I'm really useless..."

Lady Mia looked at the scene in front of her calmly and remained silent. The businessman next to her had obviously never seen such a scene before. He turned to look at his boss with a confused look on his face: "This... this is..."

Mia said calmly: "Poisoned by liquid 0."

Business woman: "...It's not that it can't be treated, it can only be..."

Mia: "But there are always some people...or gods, who can perform miracles."

"We are cursed by the evil god, in this world forever shrouded in darkness, there are always cracks in the sky that can shed golden light."

Sister Phoenix ignored the pain caused by the scar on her arm, and instead looked at the woman sucking blood with a loving look on her face. After hearing Mia's words, her smile widened a little: "Miss Mia, remember to go to the back garden. The sisters there like you very much. The cat circus you invited last time made them very happy."

Mia smiled and nodded, then looked at the businesswoman next to her: "Follow me, I think you need to see the next scene."

The back garden is where the Phoenix Temple places the rescued people who suffer from more serious illnesses than those with milder illnesses such as 0-fluid poisoning and 0-addiction. Ordinary people cannot enter here, and only the most devout believers are allowed to enter.

Following the winding road and passing through several doors, Mia finally found her destination.

It was a slightly gloomy courtyard, which was completely opposite to the style of the entire Lothern. Several "bloated" women were working hard to clean the courtyard. Their "bloated" physiques made it very energy-consuming and powerful for them to perform some simple movements.

"Super-sensitive and transformed... You may think these people are bloated and ugly, but at least they can move normally..."

"The broken mind may be able to return to normal through divine healing and mind-soothing magic, but the body that has been ravaged and transformed is simply not something the elves can restore at present. Those humans who want to transform people don't consider the consequences at all, and they force the operation plan in an irreversible direction."

"But these people are not the most pitiful. In the deepest part of the courtyard, there is another group of people..."

"Their personalities were expelled, they were transformed into instruments... They were already as good as dead, but the Phoenix Temple was still trying to save them."

"Do you understand?"

"This force, this force called the Phoenix Royal Court, is really trying its best to save the entire race, and it won't even give up on any single person."

Chapter 106: We, the Wilderness Clan, are all very simple

The entire Phoenix Temple houses approximately hundreds of rescued elves. This number is far from the total number of elves that have been abducted in recent years, but it is also the result of the desperate efforts of the Phoenix Royal Court.

According to the words in Episode 0, these "rescued people" are already broken, with both their minds and bodies destroyed. They are waste that can be thrown away like garbage and are not even consumables. Gathering them and taking care of them has no purpose other than wasting money. Any ruler who is a little bit wise would not do such a thankless task.

Taking care of these "things" won't even improve your reputation, after all, the elves themselves are the culprits for many of these elves being sold.

But Aenarion did it anyway, and when he saw the first group of people being rescued, the Phoenix King only said one sentence.

"Sure enough, the two-dimensional filter...some things should not be displayed in the three-dimensional world."

No one understood what this sentence meant, but the care plan for the rescued people was finalized.

The fat otaku's former XP was severely insulted and strengthened by the three-dimensional world, and even the fat otaku's kind heart was severely hurt by his former XP.

Damn three dimensions.

At this moment, watching their boss kindly greet those who were rescued, calling each of their names familiarly, handing them gifts, and telling them about the new things they saw in the outside world; watching those unfortunate people who were transformed dragging their bloated bodies, watching the rare sunny smiles on their faces, watching their longing expressions when they heard about the outside world...

For some reason, the businesswoman's heart, which had been corroded by money, suddenly felt a sharp pain.

Sometimes time passes slowly, and sometimes it passes quickly. When the sun sets, the two

The elves left the Phoenix Temple.

At this time, outside the temple, there are still a large number of pilgrims and believers. For various reasons, they pray and worship here with a pious heart.

"Let's go to the Royal Opera House in Lothern tonight. The new production of Les Miserables is very popular."

The business woman remained silent. After a while away from the Phoenix Temple, she raised her head blankly and said, "Sir..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Mia. The Millennium Lady's voice was still so soft, but it had an unquestionable sense of power.

“Only on the surface, this is just a vibrant city. You need to look at this place from the inside, think about its essence and explore its depths.”

"After doing all this, I think you will truly understand, and then you just need to follow your own choice."

"Let's go. The opera house is a great place to meet important people. I think you've been there several times."

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Wild, disorderly, far away from civilization, without rules, trees like ghost faces, and devilish howls.

This is the edge of barbaric tyranny, a forbidden area of ​​civilization, and a terrifying magical realm where even elves would get lost.

This place is filled with all kinds of weird and evil magical energies. In some places, even space and time are distorted. There may be no other place in the world that is so close to the underworld as here.

Cang! Dang!

The collision of weapons was swift and harsh. After a brief fight, the two opponents quickly separated.

"You are worthy of being a warrior of Lothern. You are completely different from the other warriors of the royal court. With such wild power, you have fully reached the standard to be blessed by the Heart of Thorns."

The speaker was a male elf wearing a huge deer head. He was wearing equipment similar to a ghillie suit made of grass, wood and leather. It looked like it had no defense at all, and in fact it had no defense at all.

In his hands, he held two wooden swords inlaid with sharp beast teeth. They looked useless, but were actually very useful.

The blessings from the gods are often so unreasonable. Even a piece of wood can be blessed by the gods to break your armor as easily as cutting paper.

Highlight one that is not scientific.

Opposite the Wilderness Warrior, a ranger looked at the opposite side coldly. He was wearing an invisibility cloak, a silk scarf to cover his face, the standard silk soft armor of the Phoenix Court, several pieces of silver-steel light armor to protect his vital parts, and a silver-steel long sword in each hand.

Rangers equipped with silver steel equipment will no longer have their weapons destroyed by enchanted weapons in just a few hits.

Looking at the silent ranger, the elf man laughed again: "Why? Why don't you speak? I know you are elite warriors of Lothern, but there shouldn't be a rule that prohibits you from speaking during a battle, right?"

"Aren't you curious about why the Wild Hunt changed direction this time? Why did this round of Wild Hunt come earlier? Why did this round of Wild Hunt deliberately choose to go in the direction of the Phoenix Court?"

"Aren't you curious about all this?"

Ranger: “…”

In the silence, two other rangers appeared behind the elf man.

The three warriors formed a tripod and surrounded the elf man in the middle.

"Ah, I was caught, what a pity." The man put down his weapon while laughing, "I surrender, I won't fight anymore, you caught me."

"I will provide you with all the information you want, provided that I already know it. But in return, I also have a small request..."

"I want to see Aenarion."

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"He wants to see you."

"That's it. This person said he wanted to see you. Since it's possible that he might have some hidden information, we..."

Aenarion waved his hand. "That's enough."

After saying this, looking at the guy in front of him who was tied up but showed no panic, Aenarion said calmly: "I already knew the situation before coming here. What do you want to tell me? My time is precious and cannot be wasted."

The male elf smiled and said, "As expected of you, you are the protagonist of the White Lion Fable. You are as strong, tall, and handsome as in the story."

Aenarion frowned, a rare occurrence. It was the "White Lion March" again.

He was absolutely sure that he had never seen this fable in any book before, but at some point in time, it seemed as if everyone suddenly knew this fable.

Even when he went back to look up the classics he had read in the past, he could clearly find the fable called "The March of the White Lion".

In response, Aenarion could only say, "Take it away, we've had enough of tasting."

Male elf: "You were mentioned in the recent oracle, but the three high priests interpreted the oracle to completely opposite results."

"Unknown to you outsiders, we had a coup d'état, and one of the high priests was placed under house arrest by two others, who wanted to use facts to confirm the correctness of their interpretation of the oracle."

"As for me..." Huang Yi said as he spread his hands, "I just want you to prove to those two bastards that their interpretation of the oracle is wrong."

"That's all."

Chapter 107: Legion Combat Begins

Infighting is a characteristic of the elves and you have to try it.

Even though they have abandoned their former beliefs, the genes of infighting remain

It is engraved in the bones of the elves.

Aenarion looked at the confident Wildborn in front of him, frowned, and stated his request.

"Transactions are about mutual benefit. I have brought you political convenience and advantages. What can you bring to me?"

So far, Aenarion has behaved like a normal elf.