There is no mention of this plot in the guide, probably because they ended too early. Unexpectedly, it turned out that these silver elves had already appeared on the mainland before and after the first Black Rose War.
While Brando was thinking about this, he simply went to dig through the corpse of the Earth God at hand. The remaining magic power in the corpse was condensing, condensing into extremely pure magic crystals. This is the product of the 65th level boss, and it also has
The attributes of the blood of the gods make it almost one of the best forging and alchemy materials at the same level, second only to the treasures on the dragon.
While he was thinking, he couldn't help but glance at Aloz next to him - of course he could only see the air.
"Your eyes are a little strange, Mr. Brando?"
"Yeah."
"But Aloz already has a spouse, and besides, I'm not interested in humans either - but Mr. Brando, it doesn't matter if you try once in a while."
"Ahem."
When Brando was choking and coughing, people on both sides glanced at him. Then Earl Baal turned back, looked at the silver elf opposite with cold eyes, and took the lead in breaking the silence and said:
"Let's negotiate——"
Silver Elf nodded.
…
In fact, the long and boring negotiation between the two parties lasted until the evening. In fact, the only real participants were Baal, Li Woods and the knight commander of the Silver Elf. On the other hand, Macaro and Buga were in Bran
Under Duo's instructions, he helped Eco, who was covered in blood from the bushes, and reluctantly thanked the latter - the Silver Elf had already made it clear that he wanted to protect Brando, on the grounds that
He guarded their king's cemetery, so they had to lower their profile - but in fact Brando gained far more than that from this act. He could feel that he almost won the highest position on the Silver Elf side.
courtesy.
Not only were the soldiers friendly to him, the elf commander also solemnly gave him a ginkgo leaf in private. Brando certainly didn't think this was a token of love - although it looked like a bookmark.
, of course he knows that this thing is far more than just a bookmark. In fact, it is a friendly proof. In other words, if he suffers any political persecution in Eruin in the future, he can take this piece of paper.
Ginkgo went to seek political asylum.
Of course, this is just a joke.
This piece of ginkgo leaf represents a favor owed to him by the silver elves. As long as he or his descendants bring this piece of ginkgo, they can get a chance to ask for help from the silver elves. As for the content of the request, Brando has no idea.
He had tried it, but he only knew that someone used this thing to rent more than a hundred heavy-armored elven infantry from the silver elves in his previous life.
The lease period is one hundred years——
Although that thing is not as rare as the Phoenix Guard, it is still the first-class army on the mainland. However, although Brando is eager to give it a try, his reason tells him that it is unwise to immediately show an impatient attitude.
Yes, this is the real world after all, not a game. Building a good relationship with the Silver Elf first will always be beneficial later.
Being so impatient from the beginning would make this noble and indifferent race look down upon them. Wouldn't it be worth the loss?
Although Earl Violet watched all this happening with a sinking face, he also knew that he could not let his subordinates fight against the Silver Elves here; the reputation of the Psalm Legion once resounded throughout the continent, even in the Seventh Century
A century later, no one dared to challenge this. This shrewd middle-aged nobleman compared the strengths of both sides and made a wise choice:
After the two sides left the neutral zone where the negotiations took place, they each returned to their own camps, and then ordered their own troops to turn around and retreat three hundred meters each. The atmosphere in the forest relaxed for a while.
Brando sat next to the body of the Earth God and watched this scene, and couldn't help but be a little surprised. Although he did not participate in the negotiations, he also knew that the core of the negotiations between the two parties must be around why the Silver Elf returned after disappearing for hundreds of years.
Once appeared - although this area used to be the territory of the Yin Elf Empire, one party voluntarily gave up after all, and Eruin had the right to declare sovereignty. Today, two or three hundred years later, this place has long become a kingdom.
As part of the inherent territory, even if it is the closest ally in the past, it cannot get involved in this area at will.
But Brando could see that the attitude of the Silver Elf was extremely tough and almost refused to give in. He didn't know what kind of agreement was reached before Baal and Li Woods could accept it.
"Why do you think the Silver Elf returned to the mainland?" He suddenly asked.
The nonchalant voice of the dragon girl Aloz immediately rang out.
"How do I know about those strange guys? They don't deal with outsiders - oh my, don't disturb other people's business!" the girl's voice suddenly complained.
"Business?"
"Of course," Aloz's voice became self-consciously proud: "I am writing a script about the story of the knight Brando, but I finally got the inspiration. By the way, I forgot to tell Mr. Brando
, my job is to be a poet——"
"poet?"
Brando frowned when he heard this. It seemed that the profession of poet was extremely popular among the dragon tribe. He remembered that there was a very famous plot in the game before: a giant dragon created a huge dungeon underground by himself.
Then grab some powerful monsters from everywhere and put them inside to make bosses and other monsters. Then let uninformed players enter the challenge, record the results of the challenge yourself, and then write it into a story. Of course, those players who really defeated the boss can
Get a treasure - this treasure is actually a very small part of the dragon's collection, in fact it turns out to be less than one-tenth of the profit it gets from each story.
He remembered that the dungeon was a level 45 dungeon. At first, players thought it was just an ordinary dungeon, but later they discovered the inside story and it became a good story.
But the bad taste of the Dragon Clan can also be seen from this.
Of course, in comparison, this giant dragon at least got rich through hard work. It is much better than some unscrupulous people who directly rob wealth.
"Of course, of course," the dragon girl seemed to be proud, but suddenly her tone changed: "Don't bother me, it's annoying, forget it, I'll go over and write it by myself -" After she finished speaking, Brando listened.
The voices beside him fell silent.
"Hum." He couldn't help but sneered secretly.
But at this moment, he suddenly heard a soft "click" sound behind him. The young man thought it was Aloz coming back so quickly - but when he turned around, he saw Namenis standing there. At this moment, this
A former commander of the Phoenix Guard had already taken off his helmet. He looked at Brando seriously, and then at the corpse of the giant beast next to the young man. A trace of doubt flashed in his silver eyes.
Brando was stunned.
But then he smiled and suddenly said: "I think that Menis——"
Namenis looked at him and was slightly startled.
"You'd better put your helmet on."
"Why?" Silver Elf asked indifferently.
"You are so handsome like this, I'm a little stressed." The young man sighed.
Namenis couldn't help but smile for the first time. He thought about it seriously and put the helmet back on. Only a pair of silver eyes were left to look at Brando, but Namenis paused for a while and then said
: "I'm leaving, Brando."
Brando was slightly startled.
He seems to have never considered this issue.
But isn’t that inevitable?
The mission is over, and of course Namenis should go back——
He suddenly wanted to say something, but he stopped when he finished speaking - the scene of fighting side by side with the other party in the past few days reappeared scene by scene. Although there was no unnecessary word, the reliable sense of trust was born from the bottom of his heart.
. He glanced at the other party, lowered his head, and thought about where Menis would go after returning. Is it the tomb of the king of the silver elves, or the altar? The power of Saya's altar is getting weaker and weaker, although he said that one day he will come to serve the other party.
Bringing news to the outside world, but who knows if we can meet again? Maybe it is like a real plot mission. He and Namenis just met once. When they go back, the forest of Chablis
All that is left is a lonely altar.
Brando knew that this was highly possible.
He wanted to say something, but there seemed to be a sudden empty space in his heart, and he couldn't say anything.
The young man hesitated for a long time, and finally he could only say heartlessly: "You want to leave, Menis? But the things you promised me haven't been done yet. You don't want to default on the debt, do you?"
The Silver Elf Commander smiled angrily: "Repudiation is a good word invented by you humans. Of course I will agree."
As he spoke, he took out a scroll from his arms and handed it to Brando.
Namenis hesitated for a moment and replied softly:
"My thoughts are written on it, my friend."
This sentence struck Brando like a bolt of lightning, and he stayed there motionless for a long time. Namenis smiled slightly, handed the scroll to his hand, and then leaned forward and hugged Brando: "Thank you.
You brought us a long-lost battle, which made the blood in my heart boil again; you are excellent and the battle is exciting, but there is no such thing as a banquet. In addition, you also owe me a promise——"
The silver elf commander whispered: "Remember to tell me what happened outside, whether it's decades or a hundred years, don't 'defy the debt', my friend, is that what you said?" He struggled to bite out the word 'defeat'.
pronunciation of the word in Cruze, and then asked with a smile.
"yes……"
Brando raised his hand and wiped his eyes.
"The wind is a bit strong," he said.
Namenis nodded in understanding, and his body gradually disappeared into the air, leaving only his last smile, which gradually faded away. At this moment, the heroic spirits of twenty elven warriors turned into white light and rose into the sky, far away.
The land disappeared somewhere in the southern forest——
Everyone watched this scene, but only the Silver Elf, Aloz and Brando, really knew what was going on. The young man saw the Silver Elf knight commander nodding kindly to him from a distance, as if
Comforting him.
Brando felt a little relieved and felt better. Indeed, Menis was right, there is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever.
