Real elves vs fake elves

What is this question that goes straight to the soul of the problem?

It was obvious that he treated the long riddle just now as a fart!

Nicholas smiled meaningfully at Sofia's confusion before she could even begin to accomplish her goal. He did not answer the other party's question because he knew that the orcs actually did not care about this question.

"Follow me, I have the ability to make you no longer live the life you are living now."

This short sentence was countless times more effective than a long riddle. All the orcs in the settlement were drawn to him. They stared at Nicholas as he spoke, and the complex emotions in their eyes could not be described even by the fan-shaped diagram.

"Follow me, I can take you around to rob!"

"Follow me, I can take you around to kill people!"

"Follow me, I can show you around."

As he said these words, Nicholas suddenly pulled Sophia next to him, and the vigorous force made the female demon completely unable to resist.

Then, in front of everyone, Nicholas pulled off the bitch's burqa, revealing her exaggeratedly greasy body with very little fabric underneath to the orcs.

"Look, I know a lot of places where women of this level can be found!"

The orcs obviously weren't very interested in that kind of delicate and pretty figure, but this kind of greasy and exaggerated plus-powered milf figure simply hit the orcs' hearts.

From the orcs' obviously heavy breathing, Nicholas could feel that these bastards were obviously very satisfied.

Silence, silence.

Faced with Nicholas' absolute temptation, the orcs could only remain silent.

After a while, the orc leader spoke again.

"You're not asking us to fight the elves..."

Nicholas immediately waved his hand: "No, at least not for now."

Orc leader: "...I admit that your words are very tempting, but there are still two problems."

"First, we don't know whether you will fulfill your promise."

“Second, are you able to fulfill your promise?”

To put it bluntly, it is about whether the pie you draw can become a real pie, and if it does become a real pie, are you willing to share it with your brothers.

Faced with these questions, Nicholas smiled again.

"I can't guarantee these issues at the moment, but considering that I can get you out, can your situation be any worse than it is now?"

"Look at the life you are living. This land is so barren that it produces almost nothing. Not only does it breed all kinds of Chaos evil creatures, but you also have to face the merciless encirclement and suppression of the elves. You are struggling to survive on this land."

"I guess you must have heard about how prosperous the outside world is. Faced with such an astonishing gap, don't you want to leave?"

"And I happen to have all the ways and means to make you all leave."

"If I don't satisfy you by then, you can just leave and work on your own."

The orc leader nodded and said, "I understand. You don't have many resources at the moment. You need our strength. You need the orcs to help you start from scratch."

He saw the key point of the problem in an instant. It must be said that his brain is smarter than many elves.

Orc leader: "Then this is the last question, and it is also a question you must answer."

"We need you to prove your strength."

As he spoke, the orc leader took off his smelly fur, revealing his muscular body that made Sophia drool unconsciously and reveal her heart-shaped eyes.

"Use a battle to prove your ambition!"

Looking at the orc leader getting ready for battle, Nicholas couldn't help but reveal a bright and confident smile.

"I can't ask for it."

Chapter 43 The flag has been raised! The flag has been raised!

Nicholas is normally fat and you can tell at first glance that he is not a very good fighter. Apart from the ability to withstand blows brought by his fat, he has almost no ability to fight in close combat.

Of course, all this is now a thing of the past.

After a week of special training with Mi Tousi, he has acquired the ability to switch between fat otaku form and macho form freely. The energy obtained from quickly burning fat can also make his combat power burst out to an appalling level in a short period of time, which is as outrageous as special ninjutsu.

Nicholas even felt a little excited when he saw the orc leader trying to test his abilities. He was eager for a real fight, but also wanted to surprise everyone.

Many orcs quickly made way for a fairly wide area, and they formed a circle around the two guys who had already started fighting. The expressions of these humanoid creatures were all bloodthirsty and violent like wild beasts, and they only felt endless excitement in the face of the upcoming battle with the powerful.

This level of close combat is worth the price of admission even if you die!

Looking at the confident fat man in front of him, the orc leader didn't know where his confidence came from, but he didn't dare to underestimate him. Although it had not been too long since they came to this world and gained wisdom, the orcs had seen a lot of outrageous things. The most outrageous of these things were the elves. Why could such a stick-like body burst out with such amazing power?

In this river?

Since the stick can burst out with amazing strength, it is natural that the fat guy can burst out with amazing speed.

Just as I was thinking about this, Nicholas' figure seemed to disappear, leaving only a shadow, so fast that the orcs watching around could hardly see it clearly. The orc leader who was fighting against you was obviously much better, and he immediately began to try to parry the opponent's amazingly fast attack.

boom!

The orc leader's arms firmly caught Nicholas's attacking fist. Just as he thought, "I can keep up with his speed!", another thought also arose at the same time.

What amazing power!

The orc leader felt that the strength of the fat pig in front of him was almost as great as his own, and was even better than those skinny guys who called themselves "elves".

After roughly estimating Nicholas's fighting power, the orc leader revealed a ferocious smile and then launched an attack without hesitation.

The two sides exchanged blows, and the battle became intense in just a few moments. Nicholas's skills far surpassed his opponent's, but the orc leader's ability to withstand blows and endurance far exceeded that of humans.

As the battle became fierce, the orcs watching from the surrounding area also began to get excited and wild. They pounded their chests and roared loudly, and these chaotic roars soon merged into one sound, a war roar that soared into the sky and seemed to tear the sky apart.

"WAAAAGH!!!"

Along with this terrifying war cry, the eyes of all the orcs seemed to begin to turn red, and their bodies seemed to grow slightly larger, as if this roar alone could effectively enhance their fighting power.

"WAAAGH!!!"

As if infected by the boys' roars, the orc leader who was fighting frantically in the center of the field also became excited. After he let out a terrifying roar, he began to fight gradually and completely, even giving up defense in order to exchange for a faster and stronger attack.

"Fuck!"

Nicholas also roared. He didn't expect that these things could be strengthened by just shouting. Humans often continue to be extremely angry when they are extremely angry, but these guys who call themselves orcs can increase their fighting power in extreme anger.

In this river?

After sighing about the damn racial gap, Nicholas knew that he should activate his second form.

I thought I would not become a muscle here, who would have thought that just a small leader of dozens of orcs could have such amazing fighting power. However, Nicholas would not be unhappy because of the strong fighting power of these orcs. On the contrary, the stronger the orcs, the happier he was.

"Drink!"

After a roar, Nicholas's figure instantly shrank like a deflated ball, but under this layer of skin was not a thin dog, but a muscular man.

After Nicholas opened his second form, the battle became fierce again.

………………

The night in the ruins is very terrifying. Purple thunder constantly streaks across the sky. There is no beautiful bright moon and stars in the sky, but cracks like the eyes of evil gods. The chaotic magic energy keeps ravaging the ground. Sadly, the creatures that are barely breathing in the ruins will turn into brainless monsters at any time because of the infection of magic energy.

In Nicholas's eyes, a transparent tentacle-like substance was hanging from the eerie sky. It looked beautiful as if in a dream, but no one knew what kind of murderous intent was contained in this astonishing color.

"It was here that the King of the Elves and the King of the Greenskins fought."

A deep voice sounded in Nicholas' ears. It was naturally the orc leader who had fought with him for a whole day.

"Their battle caused this world and the Netherworld to tremble at the same time. The aftermath of their battle almost destroyed this world. It's not just the creatures of this world that are lingering here, because the aftermath of the battle also dragged in creatures from other worlds and monsters from the Netherworld."

"The elves have blocked this area with the power of nature and magic. Their king and their gods are also using their own power to try to purify this land, but no one knows how long it will take to make this place suitable for living things to live again."

Nicholas was silent for a moment, then said: "It is hard to imagine that two mortals were responsible for all this."

The orc leader laughed sarcastically upon hearing this: "Until now, you have seen what the ruins really look like. Do you still think that the two people who turned this place into a deadly place with the aftermath of the battle can be called mortals?"

Nicholas remained silent, not because he was speechless, but mainly because he had seen Aenarion before. Although that guy was very brave and could kill people, he couldn't imagine that such a guy could do such a thing.

Is a guy who can do such a thing really still a mortal? It is really not a question of whether he can walk freely in the world.

题？

"I will take you to meet my other brothers tomorrow." The orc leader changed the subject, seemingly not wanting to talk more about the shocking battle. "There are about 700 orcs in the entire ruins. With your fighting ability, I can guarantee that you can get more than % of the orcs to follow you."

"Of course, you must not forget your promise. Even the elves cannot make us surrender. We are not free fighters.

Chapter 44: The Magical Power You Will Have to Face Sooner or Later

There are many ways for a force to increase its strength, but all of them, without exception, involve the word "money".

Lothern has now become a standard metropolis. The dock area is bustling with people coming and going. Looking around, it seems that there are more foreigners than elves.

In addition to the huge dock and accommodation, the dock area is also bustling with people where various shops gather, as if all the goods in the world can be seen here. Its prosperity is comparable to any human city.

On the top of a three-story building with very rich decorations, Aenarion was holding a woolen windbreaker and looking at it. No one would specially inform him, the supreme ruler, if it was just an ordinary commodity, but this commodity was really extraordinary.

"The materials are low-quality, and the craftsmanship is ridiculously poor. The design of the entire product has no artistic beauty. This kind of thing in Lothern... No, looking at the entire Phoenix King Court, even the apprentice with the worst craftsmanship can't make such a low-quality product. No, this thing is no longer a low-quality product. It can definitely be called the worst of the low-quality products."

The speaker was Speaker Catherine, and her words not only represented her own opinion, but also the opinions of those families in Lothern that did business with humans.

She devalued the goods in front of her without caring about it because of arrogance. Catherine's family was in the garment business, and there were many people who made a living in this line of business, headed by her.

Aenarion remained silent in response to this criticism. After all, this windbreaker was quite good in his previous life. When he wore this outfit, he thought it was handsome. However, this was based on human standards. If it was based on elf standards...

Catherine was right.

"That's true." Aenarion put down the windbreaker in his hand, his expression remained calm. "But the price of this ready-made garment is only one forty-fifth of the price of similar products we have."

"Compared to the absolutely low price, all the problems you mentioned can be ignored."

These simple words made Speaker Catherine's face look extremely ugly. Obviously, this was also the problem she was worried about.

Such cheap ready-made clothes will definitely have an impact on the related market in Lothern, and families like theirs that do related business may suffer heavy losses.

"Don't even think about going to the cheap market and competing with humans. These are all made by machines. You can't catch up with them by hand. Our apprentices can't produce goods of this price even if they lose money."

The elves have been stagnant or even regressed for so many years, but other races are not idle, especially humans, who have made great progress in the development of magic machinery. Although the current political system of the human empire is still the standard feudal era with various principalities coexisting, the Griffin Principality and the Falcon Principality are almost at the level of industrial GMs.

Once humans gain a foothold in the market of Lothern, under the impact of various magical industrial products, leaders of the old industry such as Catherine will have no place to cry.

"Then...what about it?"

Catherine lost her temper instantly after hearing what Aenarion said. She stood aside pitifully looking at the silent Aenarion, and finally told him the real reason why she had asked her boss to come over this time.

"First, I will reduce the price of fluorescent silk by 20% and sell it to your families. The limited quantity of fluorescent silk itself will be loosened. What kind of clothes you can make with this silk depends on your ability."

The first sentence made Catherine feel relieved and even smile. This was the answer she had been looking for. The core competitiveness of Phoenix Royal Court's goods is currently only fluorescent silk and tree spirit tea. After all, these two things are monopolized by the elves, and their importance is self-evident. Other races can only stare at them with envy, and even if they want to plant them, they have nowhere to plant them.

Ready-made clothes made of fluorescent silk have always been in short supply and in great demand among the nobles and petty bourgeoisie on the human side.

"Also, the two people I asked you to call over here at the same time, are they down there?"

Catherine nodded quickly after hearing this: "They have been waiting downstairs for quite a while."

Aenarion: "Send them up to see me."

After the instructions were given, not long after, two figures, one tall and one short, walked into the office on the third floor.

The tall one is a human, the short one is a dwarf. This strange combination is actually quite common due to the ancient alliance between these two races.

It is probably about the dull but capable dwarf engineers working with the mercenary and shrewd human businessmen. The dwarves are responsible for making things, and humans are responsible for selling them.

When the two first came to Lothern, they found that this was an unprecedented blue ocean. There was not even a single magical machine in the entire city. Can you believe it? The application of magical energy in the entire city was at the most basic stage. Can you believe it? The soldiers in the entire city were all magical.

Without any vehicles, the combat effectiveness of this army...

Damn, this army is really strong...

The two were confident that they would be able to make a fortune here, and then they began to sell related magic energy machinery everywhere. But things were often not as wonderful as they imagined, and soon they began to run into obstacles everywhere. No matter how much they talked about the sky and how deafening the roar of the machines was, the elves who were sold to them all looked dead and alive, looking at them as if they were clowns.

As a result, in more than half a year, these two people, not only did not sell the magical machinery, but because of Lothern's outstanding entertainment industry, they unknowingly spent all the money they brought with them. If they had not been summoned by Aenarion this time, I am afraid that these two people would have started to think about sleeping on the streets.

Now, when the two men saw Aenarion, they immediately forgot all the words and speeches they had thought about and rehearsed for a long time. The charm of the man before them was beyond the comprehension of mortals, which made them begin to feel timid and admiring involuntarily. The brilliance that radiated all the time made them want to worship him immediately.

This is not at all the thought that should occur when facing a person.

Even the dwarf, who had a deep prejudice against elves, felt awe when facing Aenarion.

"I have seen all your machines."

Aenarion's words interrupted their thoughts.

“Many places are very interesting, and there are many places that are worth learning from.”

"I am now hiring the two of you as special personnel for the Magic Engineering Department of the Phoenix Royal Court. Your treatment will definitely satisfy you."