Real elves vs fake elves

The crystals inlaid around the wall gradually became brighter over time, and as the brightness increased, the woman's full appearance became clearly visible.

This is a woman with a very beautiful appearance, heroic and charming at the same time.

The combination of the two aspects on this woman's body does not give people the slightest sense of disobedience, but rather gives people a very harmonious feeling. Her figure is even more domineering, and just looking at that figure can make people think of R18, and there is no need to introduce her in detail, because even if she is introduced, it won't be published anyway.

But there is something incongruous about such a perfect and moving elf. A pair of small scarlet horns protrude from her forehead, and a slender snake-like tail protrudes from her buttocks, with a heart-shaped tail tip at the tip of the tail.

It fits Aenarion's impression of the image of succubi and elves in Japanese fantasy very well, and the appearance of the woman in front of him is a combination of the two.

Miranda, the matriarch of the Malather family, was half-elf and half-succubus, a powerful spellcaster of destruction. She eventually died in the massive invasion of goblins. Her death was quite tragic, but in the plot she was a rare good woman among the high-ranking members of the elves.

"You'd better explain your intentions," Aenarion said as he pushed the plate of snacks toward the man. "I'm leaving on a business trip in three days, this time to expand my business into the cat-people's territory. Don't take your time with me."

"You get anxious too? I thought you always looked like you had everything under control."

Miranda smiled even more, her expression becoming more joyful. Seeing Aenarion's unchanging icy face, the woman waved her hand, indicating that she would stop making trouble.

"Alright, alright, let me get down to business. I will certainly not agree to the request of the Flower Valley Royal Court. We, the Yingang family, will always remember who put us in this situation, and we will never forget who took advantage of us when we were in the most dire situation. Of course, we hope that Malaser will return to the throne, but we definitely don't want it to be at the behest of the Flower Valley Royal Court, and we will definitely not become a dog used by the Flower Valley Royal Court for palace fighting!"

At the end of her words, the look in the eyes of the woman who always had a smiling expression turned dangerous.

Aenarion's expression remained unchanged, as if he was not at all surprised by the other's words or choice.

The grudge between the Silver Steel Royal Court and the Flower Valley Royal Court has been going on for a long time, and it is far from being explained in just a few words. To put it simply, the reason why the Silver Steel Royal Court lost its throne is because the entire family lost its men, and the reason why their family lost its men was due to a series of vicious operations by the Flower Valley Royal Court.

The reason why Miranda, who had an amazing appearance and a hot body, was born was because her extremely savage mother went crazy in order to continue the family population, and used powerful summoning magic to summon a demon...

This kind of act of having sex with demons would be extremely explosive if seen anywhere in the world. It gave a heavy accelerator to the already declining Maratha family, making this once second-class family of the elves irretrievable and disgraced. If it weren't for Aenarion's help, the family would have been on the brink of extinction at any time.

Aenarion: "You mean to say that the Court of Flowervale is preparing to deal with Lothern?"

Miranda: "That's right, and my informant has also heard about the troop movement in the White Deer Royal Court. The White Deer Royal Court... is only separated from you by a river. If we really raid it, you will suffer losses even with your army."

When humans invaded, the army was difficult to mobilize due to various reasons. When goblins looted and burned villages, the army could not be mobilized due to various reasons. Now that a political enemy has appeared who may threaten the status, the army can suddenly be mobilized as easily as using one's own arm?

That's why they say the elves in this world are useless. Even if this kind of elves are placed in various Japanese fantasy and Chinese fantasy, they are still extremely explosive. They are weak inside and strong outside, and the description of them as the red-bellied snake in the cave is the most appropriate.

Chapter 19: Ominous Laughter

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Miranda decided to come and report the news because of her ally's position. This action of hers is still very loyal. We judge by actions rather than intentions. No matter what Miranda thinks in her heart, this behavior can indeed be called that of a "good friend."

Of course, Aenarion would not be ungrateful for such a true gesture of friendship. He looked at Miranda, nodded first, and then began to thank her seriously.

"Thank you. Your information is very helpful to me."

Although this information is not actually helpful, facts are one thing and how one speaks is another. One should be ungrateful, especially since Lothern does not have any allies now. Of course one should be polite as possible.

Miranda was stunned by Aenarion's polite words. She even looked Aenarion up and down several times. It was not until Aenarion's expression began to become slightly bad that Miranda chose to speak.

"I really can't believe that someone as proud as you would actually take the initiative to thank me. It really makes me... feel uneasy. If I tell anyone about this, I don't think anyone will believe it..."

Aenarion: "..."

What is this all about?

Is my image so bad?

How exciting!

He wanted to defend his image, but the woman spoke again.

"You're welcome. I'm glad to see you."

As Miranda spoke, the tail behind her was swaying back and forth, which matched her swaying body and made her look actually a little cute?

Seeing the obvious joy on the other's face, Aenarion didn't know what to say. Since the other person was so happy, it would be very tactless to say something to spoil the fun.

Seeing Miranda wanting to leave happily, Aenarion suddenly seemed to have thought of something. He looked her up and down for a few times, then hesitantly asked about the idea he had just had.

"Miranda, I just thought of a question."

Miranda: "Excuse me."

Aenarion: "Who is prettier, you or Sofia of the Border Territory?"

One is Sofia, the other is Miranda, one is a top-notch milf, the other is a super-class queen, both have the same beautiful face, the same sexy body, one is a bad woman, the other is a good woman.

At this moment, after hearing Aenarion compare her to a bad woman, the good woman immediately showed a very disdainful expression, as if she was ashamed to be compared with Sophia.

"How can that guy compare to me? I'm not being arrogant, you can ask other elves in the forest. I guess only the guy on the border would be so stubborn."

Although it was not stated explicitly, the meaning was very clear. The two sides were not on the same level at all, and Miranda believed that Sofia was no match for her.

Aenarion nodded. "Yes, I think so."

In one sentence, Miranda actually felt a little happier.

"She's not that beautiful, she's just a little bit more amazing. Sophia is a rare beauty."

Aenarion: "That being said, the difference is still very significant."

Another sentence, Miranda almost laughed out loud, compliments will of course make people happy, compliments from a loved one will make people even happier, especially when this loved one is complimenting in a serious and solemn manner, this royal sister still has a reserved look on her face, but her tail is already as high as it can be.

"Alright, alright, stop praising me. I still need to discuss some business issues with your subordinates. Being your middleman has indeed made me a lot of money, but as for the issue of the union, I think we should take our time. There's no rush... no rush at all..."

Miranda said this with a mysterious smile, then turned and left. Listening to Hentiangao's figure stomping on the ground and staring at the other's slender back as she left, Aenarion's expression was serious and earnest.

What he said was not a gentleman's compliment to a lady, but a personal subjective evaluation of an objective thing.

In his subjective opinion, Miranda is indeed much more attractive than Sofia, especially Miranda's vague sense of ambiguity, which is much higher than Sofia's level of chatting and flirting.

But the question also arises here, why is Miranda, who is more attractive...

Didn't he pull it out?

It is impossible for a person's willpower to make a qualitative leap in just a few days. No matter which time he met the more charming Miranda, he did not feel "spring in his heart", but all this turned out to be unexpected on Sofia's side.

It seems that the problem is Sofia, who exudes more charm than her appearance should have.

...At the same time, the superb Milf that Aenarion was talking about...

A dark purple bedroom, a charming atmosphere, strange incense, a dim floor-to-ceiling mirror, and a beautiful woman exuding mature charm.

Outside the mirror, there is the sexy and affectionate Sophia, while inside the mirror, there is a "Sophia" with a weird smile and a completely different temperament.

Sophia: "666 pure girls have been gathered. The moment I open the ruins, I will become the most noble being among the elves."

"Sophia": "Haha, haha, and you, you treacherous woman, you used the looting of the slave-hunting team to cover up your evil deeds of secretly capturing the elf girl."

Sophia: "For the supreme power and authority, I am willing to give up everything, even if it means signing a contract with the devil!"

"Sophia": "Haha, first he framed his eldest daughter who discovered his evil deeds, then imprisoned his second daughter who was targeted by the devil, and left the most useless youngest daughter as a cover. What a little villain."

Sophia: "As long as the stars are in place, as long as the stars are in place, my ambition, my desire!"

"Sophia": "Haha, there is no lofty revenge, it's purely for personal gain, what a corrupt soul."

Sofia stood up gracefully, and then stabbed a dagger directly into the mirror. This violent action shattered the entire mirror into pieces.

"That's enough, evil god. I've already sacrificed enough to you. I don't need you anymore."

As she spoke, Sophia grinned in a rather unrestrained manner, as if she was thinking about her future wealth and power.

“And I… I will become the most noble queen of the elves. Not only the elves… not only… I will also… I will also own the entire world! We just need to… we just need to wait until all the stars fall into place… hehehe… hehehe… ahhahahahaha!!!”

Amidst the wild laughter, Sophia's image also appeared on the countless mirror fragments that fell to the ground, but these Sophias all had different expressions and movements, but the commonality was their weird laughter. All the laughter gathered together to form a strange torrent of wild laughter. This torrent was a blasphemous sound formed by the confluence of countless ominous and discordant voices, and the Sophia in the strange laughter obviously did not hear the words of the "Sophia" in the mirror mixed in the laughter.

“Hahahaha…hahaha…fun, fun! I haven’t seen such fun in a long time!”

"It's such a satisfying fun. My inspiration is so overflowing. I want to spread this joke and my clown all over the world..."

"What a delightful little rascal."

Chapter 20: Forced to Change Destiny

The Lothern Caravan was the key to Lothern's development. With his understanding of this world, Aenarion was the first to produce two high-quality products, the Light-Attracting Spider Silk and the Dryad Tea. In addition, the Elf Artisan Workshop produced a variety of exquisite elven accessories, making Lothern's goods popular and in-demand in the Elven Forest and even outside.

And Lothern's caravan is the perfect tool for bringing all kinds of goods to various places. To put it bluntly, it is a logistics company. However, this logistics company focuses on security. After all, they must be ready to cut off all kinds of blind scoundrels at any time, and sometimes even act as a privateer team and take the initiative to rob some forces that are very unhappy with Lothern.

To put it bluntly, the transportation cost is pushed up by these guys carrying swords, spears, and halberds, but you have no choice but to go out without these guys carrying swords, spears, and halberds. Without these violent people, your caravan cannot go out.

Aenarion hadn't been completely idle for a few days, as it was time for the caravan to set off again. Every time a caravan set off, a large number of elves would come to watch, and the eyes of these onlookers were full of hope, and they even looked at the caravan members with a little jealousy, and they regarded it as an honor to go on an expedition with the caravan.

After all, every caravan would bring back a large amount of wealth, and such talents who could directly bring huge wealth would be highly respected no matter where they were.

Because of the importance of this business trip, Aenarion rode a tall horse at the front of the team. Just as he had said to Tyri beforehand, he would lead the business trip this time. At this moment, the Elf Marshal of Lothern nodded politely to the cheering onlookers while thinking about the details of this trip.

He made many plans, drew the route map several times, and planned one after another. For this operation, Aenarion used his brain power to the limit. It seemed that he had planned everything, but in fact, he didn't know how much hair he lost behind it.

Since I am not a resourceful and cunning man, I can only be a stupid bird that can make up for its shortcomings with hard work.

After reviewing the plan in his mind, Aenarion turned his head to look around him, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Why did you choose to follow us?"

Miranda smiled brightly upon hearing this, a very pretty smile: "Just as you said, we are business partners, and I have invested a lot of money in your caravan. As a partner, it is normal for me to participate in the business and supervise my own property, right?"

Aenarion: "...So you're following the caravan? If you really want to supervise, you might as well send two accountants... Never mind, it's up to you. You can do whatever you want, but let me make it clear that although you own a share of the caravan, you have no power over my men, and you can't interfere with my orders to the caravan."

Miranda smiled and waved her hands: "I dare not do what you said. How dare a Moonborn be disrespectful to a Lightborn?"

Ignoring the other party's teasing words, Aenarion rode forward, always ensuring that he could see the entire caravan at a glance. Miranda, who was obviously left behind, was not angry. She smiled slightly, rode a few steps behind, and got along with her compatriots. She really had no intention of sharing the command power.

Trading is different from adventure. Trading is very boring. Most of the day is spent leading various pack animals on the road. If you are not a person who can stand loneliness, you will soon find it boring. But this boredom is the result that many people hope for the most. After all, the more boring the trading is, the more successful it is.

Any small stimulus during business trips means a small loss. If it is a big stimulus, many people's hearts will not be able to bear it.

And this business trip led by Aenarion is destined not to be boring.

In a hidden camp about ten kilometers away from Lothern, there were about eighty elves gathered here. They were equipped with bows of various styles, big or small, long or short. The armor on their bodies was also varied. Most of them were wooden armor, and only a small number of elves wore hard leather armor. Few people were equipped with melee weapons, and even if they were equipped, they were only thin and soft iron plates suitable for "flower swords" that looked difficult to penetrate armor. Only one person was equipped with a spear, and it was a short spear about two meters long.

This is an army of elves, with the standard configuration of the elf army in this world. Its outstanding feature is that it is disorganized and each elf has its own unique abilities.

After all, these people were farmers, hunters and other occupations before, but when the conscription order came, they hurried away in a mess.

Come here, luckily the commander is competent, otherwise this group of people would probably just run into Lothern without even looking back...

After a while, as if receiving some silent command, this noisy team gradually quieted down. All the elves looked in one direction at the same time. As they moved, a tall elf slowly emerged from the jungle.

This is the only soldier in this army who is wearing steel gear, with a slim silver-steel armor inside and a windbreaker-like robe outside. He has a winged silver helmet on his head and is well-equipped. It is obvious that he is not on the same level as the mob in front of her.

This outfit alone represents what professionalism is!

"Lothern's caravan has set off."

In a word, this mob became slightly agitated.

Female Knight: "In the name of the White Deer Court, you can keep half of the wealth you looted from the Lothern caravan. I know you are still hesitant and still think this is a crime. You are still unwilling to do what you think is a despicable act."

"But, this is a war! Because Lothern has been disobedient for a long time, the Queen of Flowers has decided to wipe him out. The deceitful wild king will eventually die in humiliation in an unknown corner. We, the White Deer Royal Court, are the clarion call of war, the vanguard of the Royal Court Paladins, the sharp blade of the Queen of Flowers to kill the rebels, and the sword of sincerity of the elves."

"And you, too, will eventually be recorded in history, becoming the prologue to a great epic, and will be praised by your descendants for generations to come."

"Go, for wealth, for glory, for the elves, now, go!"

After a speech that was not too passionate, the White Deer King Court soldiers, who were civilians before, set off in a chaotic manner. Although the level of the speech was only average, the soldiers' emotions were finally aroused. They all had excited expressions on their faces, and their bodies seemed to be much lighter, as if victory was just around the corner.

The leading female knight was even more excited, with her cheeks flushed. She was originally in charge of guarding the goblins and was feeling bored because of the boring work. She didn't expect such a good thing to happen to her. This "gift package from heaven" made the female knight feel as if her chance to turn her luck around had finally come.

In fact, it was indeed a change of fate. When Aenarion traveled to this world, he began to change the course of history directly for the first time.

The female knight in "Goblin and the Female Knight" actually missed her first scene as the protagonist.

Chapter 21: He's not a goblin, but he wants the female knight to kill him?

The elven female knight had a clear understanding of the mob under her command. Although she believed that the elves of Lothern were just a mob, there were differences between the mobs. At least the "mob" of Lothern had undergone various quality tests by various bandit groups, goblins and other evil forces in the forest.

Considering the difference in combat power between the two sides, the Elf Knight's battle plan for her own troops was:

Sneak attack!

Go cheat! Go sneak attack!

While the enemy has not yet reacted, kill as many enemy troops as possible and cause sufficient losses to them. When the real battle comes, use the advantage in numbers to further expand the results of the battle.

It can be said that it was a good idea. It would be even better if the enemy followed her plan.

The only problem is that Lothern may not follow her plan, which the elven knight did not seem to have thought of.

This chaotic team never noticed during their march that a pair of eyes were always staring at them in the dense forest, and their every move was in sight. The gap in military quality between the two sides was so tragic that it seemed like a dimensionality reduction attack in the quality of the soldiers.

These eyes certainly belonged to Lothern's Rangers. As an important military component of the Phoenix Court, the Ranger Corps had always been highly regarded by Aenarion. Their duties were not only to launch a "rat war" to kill as many enemies as possible when the melee infantry of both sides were in a mess, but also to use their invisibility cloaks and the ability to move like the wind in the dense forest to quickly scout the enemy as high-quality scouts, and they could choose to give the enemy a little trouble at the right time.