The situation of the druids shocked Brando. There were more than a thousand survivors in the Green Tower alone, and the druid apprentices and tree elves who gradually gathered from various settlements
The number actually exceeds a quarter of the total aboriginal population of the Trade Wind Ring. This is much better than the tragic situation of ten years after the wolf disaster in history. Brando originally thought that he could rely on his own strength to make it possible.
The Druid side needs to pay a greater price for the reversal of history, but now it seems that he is doing better than imagined. This shows that thousands of players in history may not have played any role at all, and the two silver
The great wizards of the alliance, William and Turaman, acted like needles in the sea.
The druids welcomed them back from the Ring of Trade Winds with the highest standards. Although the city was in dire straits at the moment, hundreds of high-level druids still drew precious mana from the natural pool and traveled ten miles away.
The Wall of Roses began to pave a path of flowers for Brando. The day the group arrived at the Green Tower, the entire city almost turned out.
The boys were a little excited, because Brando had joked with them before that there might be an elf beauty offering a sweet kiss, which made several noble children's eyes light up; of course, the imagined scene did not appear, and the elf girl was still there.
Reserved and conservative, they hid in the woods and looked at these 'foreign' heroes with some caution and curiosity.
There were no sweet kisses, but at least everyone received a bouquet of garlands from the elf girls, and Brando even had two bouquets. It was a pity that he had not had time to see clearly the appearance of the two elf girls who gave him the garlands.
It was Quinil who led the group of Druid elders to greet them. The leader of the tree elves strode up to Brando, opened his arms, hugged the young man and gently touched his shoulders. This was the hunter's response.
The highest courtesy of his comrades, it can be seen that the leader of the tree elves has recognized the honor of fighting side by side with Brando. For the elves, this is a life-and-death friendship.
Then Quenir stepped back and said in Dryad: "a'aton mess talar." (The forest is evergreen with you, my friend.)
Fortunately, Brando understood, and he also calmly replied in the tree elf language: "atar os dar, x'dor mun." (The forest is evergreen, and the bow strings sound.)
A trace of surprise flashed across Quinir's face. The language of the tree elves developed from the language of the Wood Tribe is completely different from the mainstream sylph language. He originally did not expect this human friend to understand the meaning of his words, but
He planned to explain it after he finished speaking, but he didn't expect that Brando not only understood it, but also answered it completely in line with the etiquette of the tree elf.
The Druid elders behind Quinil also looked surprised. A human being knows their habits very well, which is a very incredible thing in human society. Of course they don't know that Brando is different from ordinary people.
Likewise, he has lived in many places and understands many humanities and customs that ordinary people never understand.
At this time, a kind smile appeared on Quinier's face: "You have lived up to our expectations, and we will not break our oath. Now you are the lord of this land." He raised his hands, with a sign in his palm.
Holding a white acorn.
Brando was shocked when he saw the acorn: "Is this the fruit of the holy white oak tree? Give me this thing...?"
In the tradition of tree elves, the holy white oak tree is worshiped as the guardian and destination of all spirits in the forest. There is such a holy white oak tree in the place where the fire is stored in the Green Tower. It is the symbol of all elves and Dru.
Yi's spiritual destination. Quinir gave him the fruit of this oak tree, which means that he regards him as the master. Generally speaking, only the Druid elders have the right to hold the fruit of the holy white oak tree.
"You should know our tradition very well, Brando." Quinier held the sacred fruit in both hands and said to Brando.
Brando nodded and looked at the smiling Quinil and the druids behind him with a little surprise. Could it be that because he saved this place, these people just bowed down and worshiped? This
It's a bit too outrageous.
Quinier seemed to see Brando's doubts and explained: "Originally, according to tradition, we and the druids would follow our customs and gradually migrate out of civilized areas and stationed in the new black forest. However,
Lord, we have carefully considered your proposal, and if you are really willing to open up the wilderness and trace the ancient sages' path, we are willing to attach ourselves to you."
"There is also consideration for recuperation, right?" Brando asked.
There was a look of admiration on Quinir's face. As tree elves, they rarely beat around the bush in negotiations. Brando was obviously very aware of their habits and was willing to do as the Romans do. He nodded: "Yes, we and Drew
You need several years to recuperate and recuperate, and these few years are just enough for us to witness you fulfilling your promise."
"I'm afraid a few years are not enough, but if you just want to see if I keep what I say, I don't mind." Brando nodded, secretly happy in his heart. Things went more smoothly than he imagined. He and he were originally
The druids said that the long-term plan was to keep these tree elves, druids and centaurs. Of course, the Green Tower has suffered heavy losses now. Although the population is better preserved than in history, the population of more than 10,000 people is still larger.
Most of them are old people, children and women. The soldiers suffered heavy losses in the wolf disaster. Even if they join him, they will not be able to provide much help in the upcoming war for the time being. At most, it can be regarded as a long-term investment.
But Brando did not make a decision immediately after taking over the Oak Tree. He thought for a moment and then said: "But I think we should maintain an alliance. This is my territory, but it is also your home. We have something in common."
goals without the red tape.”
"Why?" Quinier didn't expect Brando to refuse. He could see that this young man's original goal was this land.
"I need a wholehearted ally, not a subordinate who feels restricted." Brando replied. He knew that tree elves and druids could not get used to living in the way of human society. In this case, he might as well be generous.
Some, anyway, druids and tree elf warriors will definitely join his army in order to defend their homeland.
Quinir looked at him seriously, and then he looked back at the other Druid elders. Everyone had a look of satisfaction on their faces.
"You are the most different human being I have ever seen, Brando, can we be friends?" Quinier asked.
Brando nodded. Friends need time to witness. He understood what the tree elf meant.
"So my friend, can I invite you to the celebration we are holding for you?" Quinier smiled slightly.
But what he didn't expect was that this time Brando shook his head: "I'm afraid not, Quinir, I need a favor from you."
"help?"
"Yes, I will leave here temporarily and return to my own territory soon. But I need a batch of supplies, armor and weapons, as well as a batch of Pegasus that can send us out of the Black Forest as soon as possible." Brando answered.
road.
As soon as he said this, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.
Behind Brando, Caglis and the old swordsman Kuran suddenly understood why Brando hurriedly led others back to the Green Tower. It seemed that something had happened in the territory.
Quinier was silent for a moment.
"Are you in trouble, human friend?"
"Well, my territory is under threat. I need to solve this small problem first before I can come back and continue to fulfill our agreement with you."
"Is it a war?"
Brando nodded.
The tall tree elf leader showed a clear look in his eyes. He straightened up, turned to everyone, and said loudly to the tribesmen in the forest: "Did you hear that? Our human allies need an army that can fight. He
I once went deep into danger alone to save everyone here from the darkest situation. Now, my compatriots, are you the kind of people who care about your own lives?"
Quinir's voice echoed in the forest. Brando was stunned. Of course, he knew the current situation of the Druid side. It was really difficult for them to continue to participate in the war. But what the tree elf leader is doing now is exactly
Gathering the troops.
"Quinir, you..."
"I want to fight side by side with you, fellow human being." Quenier smiled at him: "You are right, this is your territory and our home. How can we protect this precious territory without bloodshed and fighting?"
treasure?"
There was no enthusiastic answer.
But the elves holding long bows in the forest came out one after another. Many of them were women, because most of the adult men had been killed in the wolf disaster. Then came the centaurs. Of course, centaurs were not pursuing the glory of battle.
Take a half step back.
The druids also responded to the call. Such a group of people are indifferent to the outside world, but it does not mean that they are indifferent inside - just like the war they once promised to protect, it is meaningful to them.
But even so, the army gathered outside the forest only had a few hundred people. The druid side suffered too heavy losses in the wolf disaster, and there was nothing that could be done about it. But then something unexpected happened
What everyone expected was that before the elves could stand still, another group of people walked out of the forest. They were mercenaries and adventurers. Those humans wore all kinds of armor from all over the world, as if they were a beggar-like army, but
They all stood up.
After these people walked out, the forest suddenly fell silent again.
Soon, a man was elected among those people.
"Lord, it is with your grace that we can survive this unfortunate disaster. Now I hear that you need an army." The unshaven, somewhat careless man blinked, spread his hands and asked lazily.
He said: "Then let me ask you boldly, do you need an army that is specially designed for war and is willing to accept your employment?"
Brando suddenly felt a little speechless.
"What price can you offer?" he asked in a deep voice, as if he were really negotiating the price.
"How about a gold coin?" the man asked.
Brando looked at him——
"Okay, now you are my knights. For one gold coin, I promise to take you to witness my victory." He replied.
Without any unnecessary answers, the mercenaries pulled out their swords and raised them high. There was a forest of long swords. Then the elves set up their long bows.
Brando's heart suddenly surged with strange emotions. Humans and elves stood together again after thousands of years. The sacred vows of the past seemed to reappear at this moment. No one will forget today's covenant and witness this moment here.
Everyone will probably spend their entire lives recalling this moment.
The young people behind him also drew their swords. This scene was so shocking that even Kuran and Mephistopheles, who didn't have a clear sense of belonging, couldn't help but lose the ability to speak.
Such an alliance may seem unstable, but in the end it seems to have some magic power that can change everything.
