Real elves vs fake elves

It is only a matter of time before the morale of this army collapses, and there is no need for excessive force.

The sharp force has its own clear goal.

At the same time, in different places, in front of the Huangyi camp, two people stood at the gate and looked inside.

No one dared to come out and scold them, because the identities of these two curious guys were a little bit extraordinary, and it was a little difficult for the people in the camp to capture them.

Aenarion, Nelos.

A warrior grandson and a wizard.

Looking at the two guys outside the tent, Monroe wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then turned to look at the only three remaining crow witches, his voice trembling slightly.

"Three honorable wizards..."

Before he could finish his words, the commander saw a crow witch rolling her eyes and fainting in front of him.

Monroe: “…”

Why are you so embarrassed!

"Um..." Monroe turned his head again to look at the two people in front of him, his voice quite hesitant.

God knows, a leader like him would actually start trying to negotiate!

More than just embarrassing!

It's simply embarrassing!

"Can we reconcile?"

Because he had no idea how to negotiate, Monroe's voice was quite hesitant, and he didn't even know what to say next after he finished speaking.

Nellos smiled disdainfully after hearing this, but as if she had thought of something, she turned to look at Aenarion, who was also lost in thought.

After a while, he looked up at Monroe standing on the observation deck.

"Cede land, pay compensation, and pay ransom."

At present, the interior of the Savage Tyranny has no meaning to Aenarion, but the land occupied by the Savages at this time is not just the Savage Tyranny. Because of the contraction of the Moonborn power, they also own a large piece of land in the Forest of Elves.

Compensation. Although the Wilderness people all hid in the woods in groups, they still had golden shields. Judging from the previous performance of the Wilderness warriors who were madly chasing the golden shields, they were not just savages.

Finally, although the little noble is not worth much, but the mosquito leg is still meat, no matter how small the money is, it is still money. Because it is money, we can't give it up.

Since Aenarion had no intention of annihilating all the Wildborn, it was natural for him to propose conditions that were in line with the aristocratic values ​​of this world.

Hearing such conditions, Monroe couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

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Chapter 121: The White Tower Sword Master's Explosive Appearance

The war ended in a way that no one expected.

Monroe was not a civil servant, and the so-called negotiations were nothing more than pretense and delaying time. Aenarion knew this and played along with this group of people.

Because he was extremely bored and wanted to find something to do, Aenarion adhered to the strict logic of "Roman orthodoxy is in Tongliao". This guy made a strong claim of barbaric tyranny, which frightened Monroe and made him not know how to refute for a while. Monroe didn't know how to refute at all. The three crow hags who could barely be called civil servants didn't dare to refute, for fear that if they said something wrong, Neros would play a trick on them.

Looking at Aenarion at the negotiation table with sweat all over his forehead, Monroe dared not say a word. He was really afraid. He felt that if the negotiations continued, the entire barbaric tyranny would surrender with courtesy...

On the other side of the negotiation table, Aenarion was also observing this seemingly ordinary wildborn.

It seems ordinary, but it is not ordinary. Taking the entire game of "Harem Overlord" as the timeline, Monroe will shine only in the second part "White Beast". By then, he will become the most feared commander under Nicholas, the younger brother of the brave Francis, and help that devilish man complete a series of epic achievements such as conquering cities, unifying all human forces, and hanging the Doge of Venice.

In a word, this guy is not very good at fighting, but he is very capable of fighting and can be recruited as a subordinate for night raids; group ⑥, nine ④ ⑨ three, six one ③ five, then the Phoenix Royal Court can be said to have the capital to fight on two fronts, which is awesome.

But I just don’t know how to get this guy to join me.

Because the negotiations took too long, after Aenarion had determined the basic tone, he let Tyri take full charge of the situation and left with half of the army to Lothern.

From some secret channels, Aenarion obtained some scattered information, such as the queen of the Valley of Flowers had already started a grand tour, and the timing was just when the Wilderness and the Phoenix Court were confronting each other. For another example, in order to prevent the Phoenix Court from having any unnecessary thoughts, the Valley of Flowers hired the Sea Elves, a group of elves who lived on the sea and worshipped the sea god, to come and continue to confront the Phoenix Court.

This group of bastards who worship the giant octopus are one of the most troublesome pirates in the world. Their warships and fortresses are hidden in the thick fog. Whenever a port is covered by thick fog, a group of sea creatures will rush out with double knives in hand, killing all living creatures they can see, capturing all intelligent creatures to sacrifice to the sea god, and looting all movable property. When the thick fog dissipates, only a mess will be left. Those bastard pirates who caused the evil deeds have long disappeared without a trace like the thick fog.

In fact, Aenarion had no unnecessary thoughts at all. He had no objection to the Queen of Flower Valley wanting to send him away. The goblins had been eager to fight and were eager for a long time. The disappearance of the Queen of Flower Valley was the beginning of the collapse of the elves. When the queen who had a strong affinity for magic was captured and transformed into a breeding mother, there was only one last piece of the puzzle left for the Orks to create the green-skinned orcs.

Although the last piece of the puzzle was helping Aenarion grow mushrooms in Lothern, the Phoenix King felt that his little trick could not delay the established facts for too long. The green orcs would eventually appear, otherwise the subsequent plot would not be able to develop.

Without a huge and terrifying orc army, how could Nicholas, the evil man dubbed "White Beast", have the capital to unify the entire human world and establish a kingdom of service?

... The transition to the explosion...

There has been a new group of elven traders in Lothern recently, but because the port city has an astonishing flow of people every day, no one cares about these little things.

Several elves in cool clothes were looking around. This port city was different from any they had seen before. In addition to its common prosperity, it was also clean and efficient, which was rare in port cities. Various buildings were scattered in an orderly manner, which gave people a pleasing aesthetic feeling from a distance. On the catwalk designed for giant cats on the side of the house, a cat would occasionally pass by. The talent of their race allowed them to walk freely on the roofs of the city, performing skills that were more exaggerated than those in Assassin's Creed. They carried several large bags on their backs, which contained various letters and small goods. They were the messengers of this city and one of the guarantees for the efficient operation of Lothern.

There were many humans and cat-people walking on the roads in the port area, but there were far fewer elves in white robes. If you were lucky, you could even see a few dwarves, or even fewer summoned elementals from the spirit world bound by rune shackles.

The elves in bikinis were whispering about something, and suddenly their voices were flattened like ducks being strangled. In front of them, a five-man elven combat team was patrolling. These warriors were holding huge shields and spears, carrying long bows, and wearing armor that could protect their entire bodies. Apart from anything else, just this outfit alone would make them elite anywhere in the world.

Seeing this team of warriors marching away in an orderly manner, several bikini elves looked very happy.

It can be said that the weather is changeable.

I have to say, it's a bit difficult.

There is one thing to say, indeed.

After discussing furtively for a while, several bikini elves decided to leave this place first. After all, they had already collected most of the information, and if they continued to stay, they would still be at risk of being exposed due to their incompatible image.

God knows, the Moon People’s dressing style used to be similar to theirs, so why are they all wearing robes now?

Although that fluorescent white translucent slim-fitting robe is indeed very beautiful...

The sea elf spies began to walk out of the port area, and for the sake of concealment, they deliberately chose an alley with few people. But just as they entered an alley and were moving forward, the group of people suddenly stopped.

Because there was a person standing in front of them.

He was just one person, but he was wearing gorgeous armor that even glowed with various colors of "Brin Brin". He held a long sword that was nearly as tall as a person, and had a magic book and two daggers inlaid with several gems on his waist.

This outfit alone could probably be exchanged for a house if it were a human. Considering the personalities of professional pirates of the sea race, the value represented by such sparkling gems would probably suffocate them.

Indeed, this group of sea creatures did feel suffocated at this moment, but not because of greed, but because of fear.

"White Tower...Sword Master!"

Chapter 122 The Demon Swordsman Doing 007's Job

The White Tower Swordmasters are just a department that was established not long ago. They are not well-known in the world. Apart from their opponents, there are very few people who know about this organization.

But anyone who has had contact with this organization will feel from the bottom of their hearts how difficult and disgusting this organization is, especially when they are fighting on their home turf, as if every move of the intelligence personnel cannot escape their eyes and ears.

To sum up, the inner feelings of these bikini heroes now are "Oh no, it's over."

Seeing these guys still looking at each other in doubt, the Sword Saint of the White Tower became a little impatient. She walked forward step by step with a long sword in hand, and her expression became more and more bad: "Your activities have been quite frequent recently, making us work overtime every day these days. I think it would be better for you to cooperate. The food and accommodation conditions in our dungeon are pretty good. If you..."

Jingle Bell……

Several sneak attack knives, each about the size of a steel needle, silently pierced the sword master's gorgeous armor. After emitting a few sparks, they fell to the ground without even leaving any scratches on the sword master's armor.

"Tsk, you're stubborn."

The Sword Saint also felt that what she had just said was nonsense. After all, every wave of sea creatures she encountered would fight before they would give up. The experience of the survival of the fittest in the sea made them only know how to respect the strong.

Although the Sea People live in the ocean and worship giant octopuses, they are by no means the overlords of the ocean. They have merely found their own position in the endless ocean, and this position is still quite a distance away from the top of the food chain.

After seeing that the attack was ineffective, several sea creatures' faces changed, but they did not give up the attack. Instead, they continued to take out several special daggers. Several people threw the daggers at the same time, aiming at the eyes, eyes and other vital parts that were not covered by armor.

God, it's so hot at the seaside, aren't you afraid of getting dehydrated wearing this full armor?

Seeing the vicious and sharp hidden weapons coming at him, the Sword Saint of the White Tower calmly waved his sword in his hand. He only heard a few "ding ding ding" sounds, and without seeing the Sword Saint making any big movements, all the hidden weapons were intercepted. What's more, one of the steel needles was caught by her two fingers at some point, and she was observing it carefully.

Seeing that the first wave of attacks was ineffective, several of the bikini girls immediately charged forward with double swords in hand, and the remaining few turned around and tried to leave. Faced with such a formation, the Sword Saint knew that he could not delay any longer. Although it was not a big deal if one or two escaped, the more he could catch, the better.

With a turn of his fingers, the steel needle between the Sword Saint's two fingers rushed towards a sea creature with several times more force. It was the Phoenix Assassination Technique - Two-Finger Vacuum!

Without being able to react in time, the targeted sea creature groaned and fell to the ground, but after a moment, he began to spit out foam, and in such a short time, he lost his combat effectiveness. Obviously, the steel needle did not look fatal, but it was coated with a poison unique to marine life, and it could cause enough horrible damage if it hit.

At the same time, four sea creatures holding double swords also rushed to the Sword Saint. Seeing this scene, the first thing that the Sword Saint thought of was not to face the enemy calmly, but...

Sisters, aren’t you wearing bikinis? I can barely understand that you can take out steel needles, but where did you take out these two swords?

With great curiosity, the Sword Master smoothly used his long sword to cut the tendons of the four unlucky guys. When he looked up again, the fleeing Seaborn had already walked quite a distance, but they were not anxious, they just raised their heads and gestured in a certain direction of the roof. After the Sword Master made the gesture, a cat head suddenly appeared on the roof, nodded to the Sword Master very seriously, and then went back.

The ubiquitous cats in Lothern are the best intelligence network for the sword masters. In terms of infiltration and gathering intelligence, cat people are undoubtedly more suitable than elves.

The cat has more or less a cooperative relationship with the White Tower Sword Master.

After several "luckily escaped" sea spies walked through various alleys, they finally reached the secret location for escape after a lot of effort. There was a small boat that could dive. This magical ship was the basis for the sea people to sneak into various port cities and launch surprise attacks.

Seeing that they had finally escaped from the pursuit, several sea creatures leaned on the small boat and gasped for breath. Even considering the elves' physical fitness, the previous round of escape was indeed too exhausting.

"Escape... escaped?" A sea creature said with lingering fear in his voice, panting heavily. Although he was an old hand who had carried out many infiltration missions, even he felt that this mission was a bit unbearable.

"It should be... Don't stay here any longer. I have a bad feeling. Let's get out of this damn place right away. The mistress must be crazy to have decided to plunder this damn place!"

If these words were spoken at any other time, they would certainly be met with ridicule, but now was different. No one in this place wanted to say anything, and everyone was silently preparing to enter the magic boat.

But this is Lothern. If nothing unexpected happens now, will it still be the land of the Phoenix Court?

As expected, an accident happened in the end.

"Is this how you were able to sneak into our city? Magic is truly great and magical."

"I've long heard that the Seaborn's fleet is magnificent and majestic, and the various magical weapons in it are terrifying. Today, I saw that, not to mention those huge ships and heavy weapons, even this small landing craft is full of amazing magic."

"It's really great."

It was a nice male voice, but it was creepy enough. Looking in the direction where the voice came from, I saw a big guy wearing full armor and looking very stylish.

With his mighty and unyielding expression, strong arms and distinctive features, he is known to be the best among the big guys.

Such behavior is, of course, one of the legendary Four Secret Heads. After receiving devilish physical and technical training from Aenarion, these guys were packed up and thrown into Neroth to learn devilish magic and spellcasting. They are the first batch of magic swordsmen in the Phoenix Court and also the first batch of secret leaders.

Therefore, the status of these four people in the secret world is as powerful as Aenarion and Neroth!

And with these few simple words, the few remaining sea creatures fell to the ground with their eyes rolled up. They didn't even have the ability to resist and were disarmed by the magical magic.

The absolute advantage that mages have over mortals is not just talk. The only possibility for mortals to fight against mages is to be lucky enough to obtain a targeted artifact or something.

Chapter 123: There are always more bastards causing trouble than expected

In the secret room that Lothern had just built, in different rooms and on different interrogation instruments were tied up and extremely charming sea creatures.

Aenarion had asked a few questions about this matter, but just like the Moonborn's clothing, he could only choose to respect the national culture...

"There is an old saying in the Aurora Empire: He who knows the current situation is a hero..."

It was still the same old-fashioned opening remarks, and the fire was still burning brightly. The Phoenix Court-style interrogation was basically set in this style.

As the fourth secret agent spoke, he fiddled with the potion in his hand. His handsome face flickered under the dim fire.

"This potion can increase your sensitivity by thirty times. It is very precious. Our caravan spent a lot of money to buy it from a perverted human noble... a toy. That's right, humans use something that is extremely valuable to the development of magic as a toy. It's really a waste of resources."

"But it doesn't matter. After our modification, this thing is not only helpful for magic, but also has amazing effects on interrogation. Even the sensitivity enhancement potion used for interrogation has not been modified too much..."

As he spoke, the magic swordsman laughed. Looking at the row of toys in front of him, his smile became brighter.

"I think the various torture instruments we have here will be able to pry open your mouth."

With just these few simple words, the only people left in the interrogation room were the wildly laughing magic swordsman and the desperate-looking sea creature.

Presumably, it wouldn't take much effort to deal with this sea creature.

In fact, it is not that difficult to pry open the mouths of those sea creatures. Even a few tough ones are softened by the sensitivity-enhancing potion. It can only be said that it is worthy of being called 0. After using the right means, the speed at which these elves fall is so fast that even the tough guys cry.

Fortunately, Asuyan was able to transform, otherwise there would be no devil staying with these elves.

On the upper level of the dungeon, in a white tower that handles all the mechanisms, a group of elves and catmen responsible for intelligence processing are coming in and out.

The lower three floors of this white tower are intelligence processing agencies, and from the fourth floor to the top of the tower are magic research and development and teaching institutions. Because it is all white, it is also called the White Tower by the people of the Phoenix King's Court.

Since the beginning of the construction of the White Tower, the workload here has been no less than that of the government affairs processing agencies in Lothern, and the number of staff here has even exceeded those civil servants in the government affairs agencies.

"The Seaborn's attack plan against Lothern has basically been confirmed." In a huge office, Lothern's important people gathered together.

The first among them was Catherine, the speaker of the Lothern Council. In the absence of Aenarion and Tyri, she naturally became the highest-ranking ruler in Lothern.

Catherine tapped the table thoughtfully. After thinking for a while, she finally raised her head and looked at the people present.

"Now that the attack plan has been finalized, we must be prepared for war. The entire Lothern should be put on a war preparedness. This attack is of great importance and must be taken seriously."

"Send the relevant information to the city hall and the council, and the whole city must begin full preparations for war."

"This city has poured all our energy, hope and wealth into it. This is the home we shed our lives and blood to protect!"