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Chapter 3 Infiltrating the Elf Race

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"Hmph, do you really think that this king is a fool who only wants strength? But...ah, this is indeed the fastest way. Just go and have a look. Any strategy will never work in the face of this king's strength.

Makes any sense."

The Elf King said this to himself, but Crounpis didn't hear it as he left.

The Elf King is definitely not a simple-minded existence, but usually because his strength crushes everything, there is no need to think more.

No matter what the Elf King thought, Crounpis went back to sleep.

Cirno and the wise king of the forest both started snoring. Okay, let's go to sleep. Crounpis found a place near the crown of the tree with leaves thick enough to be used as a mat, and lay down on her side to sleep.

Why does Crounpis sleep in a tree? Because she discovered that a large number of tree fairies living in the Elf Forest sleep in trees, which makes her feel embarrassed to sleep on the bed.

It has always been like this. Moreover, even in winter, the trees in the Elf Forest are very lush, and the temperature is obviously not much higher than that of the snow-covered hilly areas - I don't know the reason, but it is comfortable enough.

Compared with beds, leaves have another advantage - when you lie on your side and turn over, you don't have to worry about breaking your long, pointed ears.

The next morning——

"Hmm, is it daylight yet? Who is shaking the tree down there? It's so annoying!"

Early in the morning, Crounpis was awakened by the unnatural shaking of the small tree she used as her bed.

But before the attack of Crounpisi, the movement below was mute. The reason: the elf causing trouble was stunned by a burst of vibration, and the wise king of the forest turned over and was pinned below.

Crounpisi poked her head out from the leaves and looked at the elf whose upper body was suppressed by the forest wise king who was lying on his back and continued to snore. She felt that this lower body looked very familiar.

Originally, in the battle with the Theocracy some time ago, he helped the elves a little as a favor, but the strangely dressed foreign fairies such as Crounpiss and others settled here without treating them as outsiders, which caused a lot of dissatisfaction and gossip among the elves.

It would be nice if the Elf King was willing to give him some face and give him posthumous recognition, but he doesn't care about this matter at all. If the Elf King said, "I don't want this country," Crounpis would believe it, even if he didn't care about it to this extent.

Elves are generally quite exclusive, unlike dwarves who can get along well with each other by selling favors, talking about forging, and drinking, so the elves, who don’t have much social experience in their minds, did this——

"Okay, we're staying here."

"Hey, why?"

"Your king didn't say anything. Well, we'll stay here."

"But His Majesty didn't say it was okay."

"Aren't you annoying? I'm sleeping at your house, am I bothering you?"

"Why, do you want to fight?"

"This is what you said,!"

Okay, it's all settled. Naturally, the negotiation won't be so bad, but that's it in a nutshell. Mental magic is really convenient.

What to do when the magic is lifted? That’s easy to do. If you don’t look for trouble, it doesn’t matter. If you look for trouble, you can continue to use spiritual magic to make your face miserable. As long as you don’t intentionally set the distance between your hearts too close - you don’t have any ill feelings towards these foreign fairies.

Don't cause trouble to goblins, and goblins and elves have a relatively close relationship to begin with——

The target will not feel strange that mental magic has been applied to them. Some of the temporary thoughts given are like hypnosis and suggestion. The number and time gradually add up, and the fake feelings will become real, although it cannot be like that.

Being in control of everything means not consuming much magic power.

All the goblins take turns to perform spells, and it is only a matter of time before they control this race, which has a total number of less than 10,000 people after the last big loss.

Eh? Does the Elf King have any objections?

Yes, he is not interested in these weaklings. If there is anyone who can withstand the spiritual magic that Cronpis and other fairies take turns to cast on the poor elves, he might be interested, but there is no such person.

At this time, there are still elves who dare to disturb his sleep. Should he be said to be brainless or fearless?

Let’s repeat the same trick this time with spiritual magic.

Crounpisi jumped off the branch, pressed the forest sage king's fur with both hands, and tried to push the huge body away - in this world, there is no injury-free setting for teammates, so it would be too dangerous to release area-of-effect magic next to each other.

"Wake up, wake up." Crounpisi gently pushed the wise king of the forest.

Really, I'm so lazy. I obviously learned martial arts because my life has become more comfortable and I have the energy to do repetitive training, but my ability to detect danger has been reduced. How can I do that?

"Good morning, Pisi, or I'll do it."

Crownpis turned around and saw the big goblin coming. She was sleeping in the tree next door.

"Da-chan, you know what I'm going to do."

"It's the same thing as always, but this time she hasn't said anything yet. How about listening to what she has to say before confirming?" the big goblin suggested.

"Huh?" Crounpis tilted his head in surprise.

"Well," the big goblin suddenly changed into a teacher's tone, "Pisi has been too simple and crude in handling the relationship with the elves recently. It will be troublesome if she encounters a race that is immune to spiritual magic. Please practice and compare with this.

The conversational style of an aloof race.”

"Hey...well, I had a good conversation with the Elf King."

"That kind of perversion is outside the wheel." The big goblin crossed his hands in front of him.

"Other than this, I think he is basically a normal person?" Crounpis said with a guilty conscience.

"This alone is a big problem, okay? I spend all my energy doing breeding work every day. I don't have any thoughts on other aspects. Isn't it easy to talk with a casual attitude?"

It was obviously a monster that he had summoned and created, but it always took the spotlight, which made Crounpisi very unhappy. However, she felt that what the big goblin said made sense and she was speechless.

In order not to be nagged, I had to follow the wishes of the big goblin. According to what the big goblin said, we first worked together to gently lift the Forest Wise King and move it to the side without disturbing his sleep. Judging from the weight of the Forest Wise King

, a goblin can also lift it, but due to the size, it is easy to lose balance, so we have to carefully combine our efforts.

"Here, this elf has a little bit of fate." Crownpis looked down at the fainted elf and touched her chin.

"Well, the elf who was once considered a fugitive and was frozen by Cirno while escaping is called Frelia, right?" the big elf continued.

"That's right, I was killed instantly by this young lady."

"Cirno-chan, you have to say hello properly when you wake up."

"Ah, good morning Pisi and Daijiang. By the way, this guy is ruined."

"Who knows? Let's wake her up." Immediately, the big goblin stepped on Frelia's stomach, which shocked Crounpisi - why didn't you play your cards according to the routine?

(to be continued)


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