The treant elder named Mo mentioned the elves, and Renn was basically sure that he still teleported according to the pushed location.
"You said that the elves betrayed you," Ren wanted to point to the big black tree tumor, but was blocked by the tree man in front of him, so he had to put his hand down. "Is it related to the huge black tree tumor?"
Mo supported Ren, slowly turned his huge body, faced the direction of the elf city and said: "Yes. We Rudil tree people have been neighbors with the elves for thousands of years. We rely on each other and protect this place together."
A forest.”
"But decades ago, there was an elf alchemist who extracted a material from our friends. After making it into a potion, it was said that it would allow them to have more children. So, the tragic fate of our friends
That’s how it started.”
After listening, Ren said: "..."
He finally knew why the Elf King was so capable of giving birth...
"Are the friends you are talking about yourselves?" Ren asked.
If you use tree people to extract potion materials, it is indeed a bit excessive.
I don't know if this is the way the tree people speak, or if they can't express their anger accurately. Mo continued to answer in a slow and calm tone: "No, our friends are the trees in this forest. The elves are constantly
They persecuted them and did not listen to our advice, so now we are planning to move them away."
Ren looked at the mighty migrating army behind him and suddenly thought of something: "I remember that those druids have some kind of magic that can quickly restore trees, right?"
The Druid I met last time was still quite young and had mastered such spells. I guess it wouldn't be difficult for the elves.
Hearing this, Mo rarely showed his anger, and the leaves above his head shook violently and made a rattling sound.
"The Druids, they were originally children of nature, and their power was originally used to save injured trees, but they became accomplices of that abominable alchemy workshop. Do you know what that workshop is doing? They
First drain the material from our friend’s body, and then let the druid use natural magic to restore it, then drain it dry again, and then restore it!”
Renn: "..."
It seems that these treants rarely know anything other than elves, so it’s better not to tell them what the druids outside usually do...
"Paladin of Karsham."
Just when Ren was thinking wildly, Mo spoke again: "I have something to ask you."
"What's up?"
"I protested this matter with the Elf King Clintasa and asked him to stop making those alchemical products, but he just ignored me. I thought maybe a Kalsham Paladin could talk to him, and the effect would be better."
"This..." Renn laughed dryly. It seems that Mo and the others rarely have contact with the outside world, and they don't know that their reputation is not very good.
But there is no need to refuse Mo. Whether it can be done or not is one thing. Anyway, go and meet the Elf King first.
"Ok, no problem."
Seeing that Ren agreed, Mo thanked him and let his tribe continue to direct the forest migration, while he led Ren in the direction of the Elf City.
The name of this place is also Rudir, and Mo's racial name also comes from this place.
If you exclude the ugly black burl, this elven city built on several giant trees deserves to be praised as beautiful.
Therefore, as he gets closer and closer to Rudir, Ren is looking forward to meeting the residents of this city more and more. If they are as true to the legend as this city, then this journey should be very eye-catching.
A few minutes later, Ren looked at those furry creatures and began to doubt life.
Is this an elf? It’s obviously a savage that’s no bigger than an orangutan!
Renn suddenly realized that today's negotiation might be more difficult than imagined...
"Um... Elder Mo, is this really the city of elves? Isn't it occupied by some furbolg or owl beast?"
"Of course not. In the past, elves considered themselves noble. Have you ever seen such a beautiful race elsewhere?"
Renn once again looked at the "savages" who were in commotion due to their arrival.
Beautiful…race…
In fact, Ren and the others were discovered very early. After all, the entire forest around the city had "run away", leaving only a bare city. It was impossible for the elves not to notice it.
But for some unknown reason, the elves did not stop Mo and the others from migrating to the forest. Only when Mo approached the city, a group of guards stood up.
As a result, when he saw Ren from a distance, he ran away again.
"It seems they feel the wrath of the tree people." Mo said.
"yes......"
Not long after, the departing guards returned, bringing with them an entire army, which surrounded Mo.
The leader is a... well, savage with a crown.
He was holding a little savage in one hand, followed by four or five others.
Seeing the rightful owner coming out, Mo immediately shouted to him: "Clinthasa, I'm here to negotiate terms!"
Clintassa, who was holding the child, kept moving his head from side to side, avoiding the small hands of the two children in his arms reaching for his crown: "We will discuss our matters some time. Armored weirdo, why are you here?"
this?!!"
Renn: "I'm here to negotiate terms for the tree people!"
"This is our own business."
"I'm just nosy!"
Hearing what Ren said, the surrounding savage troops with weapons took another step closer. Only Clintasa did not move.
While everyone was waiting for him to give the order, Clintasa forced the two little savages in his arms to the guards around him, then turned around and drove away the children behind him, and then turned to Lei
En said: "Let's find a place to talk alone."
Renn looked at Mo and asked for his opinion.
Mo nodded: "I believe in you, Knight of Kalsham."
After receiving the answer, Ren shouted to Clintassa: "No problem, lead the way."
After so many teleportations, it was rare for both parties to sit down and have a serious talk without resorting to force, so Renn naturally had no problem with it.
He jumped down from the leaves, said hello to Mo, and then followed Clintasa into the city of elves, no, it should be called the city of savages now, Rudir.
Walking along the avenue, the two of them climbed the largest tree in the city under escort, and finally entered a wooden house. Opposite was the tree with a huge burl.
Along the way, Ren felt a sense of dissonance. Whether it was the house or the decoration, everything was full of mysterious and natural beauty, but the savages everywhere really ruined the atmosphere...