Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"The ticket fee is one copper coin per person, and the elves are doubled. You have to pay a fine for trespassing, doubled again, forty-six elves, a total of one hundred and eighty-four copper coins..."

The sound of human beings was passed into the ears of the elves.

Simply the ultimate humiliation.

Sixty thousand elf soldiers were destroyed here, and the corpses were smashed into the wilderness, and no one could restrain them. They set foot here to worship the dead heroes, and they actually had to pay for it—and it was so cheap!

Even though the Duke of Tiling has warned before, the elves are mentally prepared for the difficulties and humiliation from humans that they will encounter in the future, but what they imagine is nothing more than verbal insults, behavioral provocations and so on. , I did not expect that human beings can be so shameless.

Bullying the elves is too much!

A male elf couldn't hold back, stepped forward in three or two steps, grabbed the collar of the cavalry leader, his size was a circle bigger than that of a human, and his strength was far greater, and said sharply: "Human, you wanna die!"

The cavalrymen drew their swords out of their sheaths, and so did the elves. The swords were drawn between the two sides, and the cavalry leader just stared at the face of the other party who was close at hand, showing a sinister smile.

"Yeah, I'm looking for death, my parents, my wife, and my four-year-old son all died in the city, and I'm the only one left. I have nothing else to ask for in this trip, so I just want to kill a few more. Genie, kill until I stop breathing, then go to see my family."

"Before I left, the new master I was loyal to told me, don't take the initiative to use force, but you can vent my anger and hostility, because this is what the elf deserves. He told me that if I die, there will be something like this here. Many elves are buried with me, tell me with pointed ears, am I afraid of death? Do I really want to die?"

His tone was resentful like a ghost.

But even with such hatred and such a heavy blood feud, he still abides by his orders.

The elf who had caught him was silent for a moment.

The moment he grabbed the opponent, the elf had a general estimate of the human's level. He had nine ways to kill this weak and hateful human in an instant, but the opponent's words made him hesitate - kill him, just It means that the negotiation has broken down, and he does not know the truth of such implication.

But never dare to gamble.

He couldn't even use strength and death to threaten each other and make them feel intimidated.

Because this human being has obviously lost everything.

How can you be intimidated by death?

This is the first time this elf from a prestigious family and a proud heart has encountered such a target... Not afraid of death, not in awe, and unable to kill, such an enemy made him feel at a loss and did not know how to deal with it.

The next moment, he saw the other's mouth move.

Then the face gets hot.

The cavalry leader spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the opponent's face, showing a nasty smile.

Only then did the elves react to what happened.

The viscous liquid attached to his face was slowly falling, and he was pampered and almost vomited. Immediately, indescribable shame and anger enveloped his heart, and in an instant, what the duke said, what he endured humiliation, all were Can't care.

He raised his left fist and slammed it into the opponent's face.

One punch can make the opponent's head rot into a big watermelon!

The next moment, the angry fist stopped in mid-air, only the strong wind blew the cavalry leader's cheek, and one of Tagris' fingers supported the elf's left elbow, and this powerful blow was actually stopped.

A skinny little man actually blocked the punch easily. The huge contrast not only surprised the humans, but also made the elves present widen their eyes, showing disbelief.

Almost at the same time, Elendil's figure appeared on the other side, reached out and grabbed the elf's neck, flung him away, and then bowed and said solemnly: "Your Highness, please don't use strengthening spells at will, this will harm the elf. Your body is putting a huge burden."

Only then did the elves appear stunned, and Tagris also let out a few soft coughs. The handsome and weak face became paler and paler, and then smiled bitterly: "It's okay."

After that, Duke Tilling turned around and bowed to the cavalry leader: "I regret what happened to your family. This is not the intention of the royal family, but it has already happened, and apology is meaningless."

"My subordinate has done stupid things, I apologize to you on his behalf, everything here is undoubtedly the spoils of His Royal Highness Kant, he wants to charge, it is only natural, a total of 184 copper coins, we will pay according to the price, the price is very high. Cheap, thanks for his generosity and generosity."

He straightened up, looked the other party in the eyes, and asked calmly, "Is there any problem?"

Those green eyes are filled with indescribable magic, which makes people involuntarily awe.

The leader of the cavalry was at a loss for words. Although the hostility and hatred still persisted, he asked him to spit on the thin little white face in front of him. For some reason, he felt that he could not do it.

"If not, please do me a favor. I want to visit His Royal Highness Kant. Although this is not your task, please send someone to lead the way. I will send an envoy to personally submit a visit application to him."

Forty minutes later.

Valentine City.

"Brilliant, awesome, this elf is not easy to deal with."

Kant listened to the report and walked around the room a few times: "Although he forced him to send messengers over, it seems that we are being stingy. We said that the good elves are all temper tantrums and want to save face?"

He looked at Hong San: "Or is this elf different?"

Hong San said sternly: "It's different, Your Highness, this elf is not easy to deal with."

"Tagris, Duke Tiling, the younger brother of the Elf Queen." Kant stepped on the chair, "Where the **** is that holy? Do you have any information?"

Hong San replied: "There is information, the younger brother of the elf queen, of course there is information."

His main task in the past few days is to use Kant's prestige and general trend to collect intelligence that was difficult to access in the past. At this time, it is a time of big bombing and dividends. No one will answer the request in the name of Kant, but Kant has always been It's cool on Earth, only Hong San is watching the information.

But that's what the secretary does.

"Prince Tagris, the younger brother of the Elf Queen Derrella, the heir of the Phoenix King's bloodline, the twin son of fate, the legends and deeds of him and his sister are talked about by the Moon Moon Dynasty and even the whole world, and they are the most widely circulated. Nothing is more like this pair of equally good siblings who are almost diametrically opposed...everything."

Hong San drew a pattern with his hands in the void.

"It's like a yin and yang fish."

"Derrella is brave and valiant, and Tagris is thin and frail, not like a pair of siblings. When Derrella was not on the throne, she was famous as a great general and warrior, and Tagris was famous in the world. Reese's body is too weak, and even can only rely on the power of magic to continue his life."

When Kant heard this, he nodded and said, "Raislin and Karamon, I understand."

Hong San wondered, "What?"

"Tears of the times." Kant waved his hand, "Don't worry, continue."

It is Hong San's good character that never gets to the bottom of it, he nodded, and then continued: "Tagris obviously doesn't have the talent and physique to become a warrior, but he has also made remarkable achievements in another field. A great mage, and the most knowledgeable scholar of the elves."

"He and his sister have always been two sides of the same coin."

"To this day, Delilah has become a queen known for her martial arts and is loved by the army. The elves believe that she will lead the Duskmoon Dynasty to a brighter and new future. The army of the elves is also pointed by her sword. Victory, conquest and expansion."

"And Tagris lives in his white tower, diligently studying magic, pharmacy and botany, healing the pain of his subjects, bringing a better life to the elves, and presides over and promotes the arcane magic of the Evening Moon Dynasty. Continuous progress in the field, and encourage exploration and invention to improve people's livelihood with their own academic creations..."

Kant has been listening, and suddenly said at this time: "That is to say, the queen is the main war faction, and he is the main peace faction?"

"Maybe so, but maybe it's just a trick of the royal family. If the leader of the Lord and faction is also a member of the royal family, I am afraid that the Phoenix King family will be more at ease."

Hong San said sternly: "Also, Your Highness, I have to remind you that even if the elf of the Lord and the pie, it is the elf, and even if it is the Lord and the pie, it is the Lord and the pie of the elves - you have to understand this."

Kant smiled: "Understood, very **** understand."

Hong San also laughed when he heard the words: "That minister can rest assured."

"Relax what?"

"Rest assured that Your Highness will not be confused by the appearance of the other party."

"Just kidding." Kant sneered, "Will I be fooled by a weak elf and a little white face? See if I don't beat him to cry, especially those who are willing to reason, can always be bullied and cry."

Hong San smiled and said, "That's not necessarily..."

"What's not certain, it's obviously..." Kant said here, suddenly showing a look of doubt, "Wait, what did you just say about him? Born thin and weak, unable to become a warrior?"

Hong San nodded and said, "Yes."

Kant frowned and said, "According to the report, he blocked the fist of an elf man with one finger. Is the definition of thinness different from ours?"

Hong San replied: "The same, but that Duke Tiling is a powerful spell caster. It is not difficult to use spells to strengthen himself and block the target. Their conversation is also recorded in the report."

Kant looked at each other: "Can't the identity of this elf be fake?"

Hong San's expression was certain: "It's true, there's no doubt about it."

"why?"

Hong San replied without hesitation: "Because the messenger who came here sent us a request for a visit, it was Erendil, the light of the dragon's heart grass, the wise man of the watch, and the only verifiable Yin Yin who recorded his deeds. There are more than 700 You Poems, not counting the far-fetched and random fabrications of various novels and dramas…”

"The most important thing is that he is a friend of my master, and I have met him."

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PS1: Update update update, the impact drill is not under construction on weekends, I hope I can sleep well, the insomnia is relatively heavy these two days... Let's have a meal first, and see if I can write a chapter or two chapters later.