Dawn of the Grey Tower

"Buckham, at least for you, there is nothing wrong with the arrangement of the elders." The general riding on the stag looked at the young man walking beside him, and said with some relief. Mullos could detect that the current Bakum not only had more scars left after the battle, but his eyes had gradually changed towards a real warrior. Over time, this young man would be at least a qualified warrior. The advancement of the same race is undoubtedly good news for the relatively sparsely populated elves.

"Uncle." The one-eyed elf Hu nodded to the people on the back of the deer, and at the same time used the title to show some relationship between them. This is not a strange thing. The group of elves in the forest is not that big, and the longevity of the elves themselves is long. I am afraid that each elf in this army is somewhat related. It's just that for Buckham, his previous relationship with Mullos was relatively close, so he would use this name to match. Sure enough, after hearing the sound of "Uncle", the eyes of the elven warrior softened.

"Well, you worked hard. Staying with those rude humans for so long, I hope they haven't done anything stupid to you. What's wrong with your knife?" Mullows was talking about Bakham's original two Long knife, that weapon was broken and damaged in the previous battle, and now one of the two scabbards on Backham's waist is empty.

"It's blade is broken, I left it where it should be, in the enemy's chest." Buckham raised his hand on the empty scabbard, seeming to miss the weapon that no longer exists, but this action did not last. How long, "But it doesn't matter, it fulfilled its mission very well, and the blow was really impressive."

The elf warrior shrugged his nose. "I hope so. You are also learning to fight like a normal elf. It's good for you to break that kind of toy early." In the tradition of elves, they don't train Young people use double-knife weapons that fight in open areas, and a traditional elf warrior tends to use one-handed weapons, which allows them to quickly extract the bow and arrow behind and switch to shooting mode. Similarly, in order to maintain maneuverability, the elves do not like to use armor and shields. Of course, if the battle requires, they will not resist the well-protected armor and shield.

"I reserve my opinion on this point." The young elf said disapprovingly. He has no plans to return to the forest yet, but adheres to practical principles. Traditional warfare is not suitable for the current situation of Bacham. "Don't talk about this first. Your Excellency, I hope you can help these people, their homes are destroyed by conspiracy, they now lack all the things that can survive. So I hope you can be generous ..."

"Buckham." The elf on the stag interrupted the young man's words. He adjusted his body. This action made his shadow completely cover the knight's slavery. "Pay attention to your words and deeds. We are not obliged to help humans. The elders brought us here to eliminate those twisted monsters. Besides, we have no other tasks. These human beings are the hotbeds of the plague, and if necessary, they will be within our purging range. We will not help them, do you understand? "

Bakum's mouth twitched a few times. He knew that his uncle had inexplicable hostility towards races other than the elves, but he did not expect this hostility to be so serious. "Green Staff will not allow you to do this, uncle."

"Well, Lord Atwood is the elder responsible for supervising this operation. But outside the forest, I am the commander of this army. Besides, do you really think the tribes want to help these guys who harm nature? Look around, can you see a piece of green? They are not our young people of the same kind, you have to realize this. "After Mlos reminded, Beckham turned his attention to the elf soldiers who lined up, the knights from I regret to find that I can't find the slightest sympathy from their faces, just as humans treat elves as monsters, and so do elves to humans.

Buckham took a deep breath, and he did not give up his intention to persuade. "Anyway, they are the owners of this land. If we want to build a defense against the ratmen here or even clear the ratmen, then they are all necessary helpers." This is not a word. After all, this is the land of molten iron. Although the city collapsed, the molten iron man is still a qualified guide and staff. Not to mention, at least in terms of water source and climate, they can help the elves.

But Mulros ’s response was beyond the expectations of the young elf. He rejected the latter ’s suggestion without any hesitation. “No. We had been familiar with this land long before these humans settled. It took only a short time. , We can establish contact with this place, who will know more about it is still a problem. "

"But ..." Buckham wanted to say more, but his words were stopped by the hand on his shoulder. Lyon didn't know when he came to the elf. "In the second head of the Knights of the Kingdom of the Cangshi Kingdom, Lyon." Mullos's pupils contracted when he saw Lyon, and he showed a hostile smile. It ’s really a long time to be famous ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ I am the person in charge of this operation, you can call me Mloss. "

Of course, Lyon understands where the hostility of the other party comes from. There is much conflict between the blue lion and the neighbors around it. Fighting with the elves is not new. You ca n’t count on the blood of the other party ’s hands on both hands. How much goodwill can you get? But the blood lion cannot leave like this. He is the knight of the kingdom, and the people of the molten iron are also the people of the blue lion. He is obliged to find refuge for their lives, even if this helping hand is from an enemy in the past.

"Your Lord Mlos, you have also seen our situation. I know the contradiction between the kingdom and your ethnic group, but I still hope that you can provide us with some help. Whether it is out of goodwill or exchange of interests, Cangshi will repay Son of the Forest, I swear by my reputation as a knight. "Lyon put his right hand on his chest and solemnly said. He hopes that his humble attitude can satisfy the other party, at least let the other party provide some hungry rations.

"I didn't expect your tongue to be as impressive as your swordsmanship, Mr. Lyon." Molos looked down at the knight chief, and the smile on his face indicated that he was satisfied with Lyon's response. "We are not ruthless." The devil, just to fight against those, ratmen, our supplies are not very abundant. If you want help, you have to prove that you now have the value of being our ally. "

"How do I prove it?"

"It's very simple, fight me." ...

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