"I didn't think about it either. Eslena sighed, "Maybe we can try to weave flower baskets, the craft of the elves, there may be a selling point." ”

"Sell flower baskets?" "How many flower baskets do you have to sell to feed so many of us?" I think it's better to take a risk and grab the money. ”

"Where to rob them? Large merchant ships have safe routes, and the navy of the principality is their dependence. And we can't leave our families on the island, let alone take them on adventures. ”

Eslena took a deep breath and her ice-blue eyes swept over everyone's faces, "Sisters, do you really want to be pirates? Do you really like this kind of life? No, I don't, I'm tired of the endless killing, and every time I go to sea, I am scared from the bottom of my heart." ”

"But I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid that after I die, my family will no longer have anyone to take care of. The sea is unforgiving, and we never know how to return next time we go out to sea. Maybe it's annihilated, maybe it's stormy......"

Her voice grew deeper and deeper, so that her voice, which had been light as a song, trembled.

The elves were silent, and many had tears in their eyes, and why didn't they yearn for a life of peace and freedom? out of fear of the city, hatred of humanity, they were forced to become pirates, to join the filthy and depraved pirate den, to drift on the fickle sea.

However, this heavy atmosphere was ruthlessly broken by Iruli.

"Alright, alright. No matter how you talk about it, you're crying. Such a leader is not qualified. ”

"I didn't cry!" said Esrena's face was stubborn.

"You make everyone listen, and they tremble when they speak, not crying. "If you don't want to be a pirate, you won't be a pirate." In one sentence, you are so sensational......"

Eslena was speechless......

"Sisters, you don't want to be pirates anymore, and you don't agree. Anyway, I was the first to agree. Iluri raised her hand high.

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

Eslena was a little crying and laughing, but was quickly defeated by her next sentence.

"There are robbers on the land, too! It's a big deal that everyone bites their teeth, stomps their feet, draws their scimitars, robs their mother's food, robs their mother's gold coins, and kills the men of the dog's day. ”

"Come, everyone shout with me, grab money, grab food and kill men!"

Eslena "......"

Elves "......"

The next morning, the Friendship pirate ship hoisted its sails and sailed away from the cloudy, demon-infested archipelago towards the rising sun, ready for a new life in the unknown.

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A faint dark cloud hung over the castle of the Black Forest in Daotan Town, and in the living room belonging to the original lord, more than a dozen jumping candles were lit, and curses echoed in the room.

"Damn! It's disobedience. Damn it, that Blackstone Lord, what the hell is going on?"

It was a tall, burly, cloaked knight with brown hair, a heroic face, and a golden rune on his forehead.

Marcellus Green, commander of the Templar Order, wears an extremely ornate body armor with gold cartouches on shining silver-like steel plates, a round golden gem on his giant helmet, and a long, heavy crimson brocade cloak on his shoulders with golden lion articles.

The broadsword he carried at his waist was particularly eye-catching, with two round rubies set on the gilded hilt of the lion's head, embedded in the lion's eye, and three deep red blood grooves on the sword, which was about six inches wide.

Marcellus in anger, with a great might.

"Marcellus, anger doesn't solve the dilemma at hand. Lord Mister, dressed in a purple velvet robe, folded his hands in his sleeves, frowned tightly, "Orcs are rampant, and they are completely different from before. I know too well the strength of the Blackstone Collar, how could they possibly defeat hundreds of orcs, including that terrifying beast?"

"Fire-breathing iron rods?" Marcellus's square face was confused, "I've never heard of such a weapon. And it is said that they rely on infantry, and they can blow the chests of orcs to pieces on the spot. How is this possible?"

"All three of my spies have the same message. Lord Mister stomped around the room with a furrowed brow, his figure slender in the candlelight, "The corpses of the orcs and behemoths are not fakes, are they? What secrets are hidden in this humble place?"

"Clearly, they don't want to share the secret. I said, Your Excellency, isn't that little lord missing?

"Missing?" Lord Mister's eyes flashed with a cold glint as he sneered, "I'm afraid it's not that simple. My spies once noticed a woman, dressed in armor and with red hair, of high status. If I'm not mistaken, she's the missing Leah Sander, and the fire in Daitan has something to do with her, maybe she set the fire and killed Pol. ”

"This is a rebellion!" Marcellus said in a cold tone, "refusing to pay taxes means being disloyal." Also, the messenger we sent a few days ago has not responded to it so far. ”

"There must be a ghost in her heart, so she won't follow the order and come to the Black Forest Castle. Marcellus, I have a strange intuition. ”

"Tell me?"

"The Blackstone Collar is hiding a huge secret. And this secret may be related to the revival of the evil god. Lord Mister took out a letter from his bosom and placed it on the table, "The letter from the mentor is a testament to my premonitions. Bloated things, wandering wildly outside a door. Twisted nightmares, through the screaming mist, cast snooping eyes, frantically tempted. ”

"Evil is all around us!"

Marcellus's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in a deep voice, "You mean, the Blackstone Collar has something to do with the revived demons?"

"Maybe it's already in the hands of the demons. A little girl of thirteen or fourteen, a group of unclothed peasants, can resist the orcs? And this powerful power was obviously not given to them by the great Holy Spirit. ”

Lord Mister shook his head slowly, "Ever since I came to Daotan Town, I feel like I've fallen into the trap of demons. It stares at everything that happens here from the shadows, brewing a terrible conspiracy. The letter crow, the letter crow used to deliver the news, never returned to Waterdeep. If I hadn't personally sent a letter to the teacher, I would have been kept in the dark. ”

"I've heard you mention this, and it's obviously not the reason why the crow is lost. When you say that, I think there's something unusual about it here. How can a mere black stone collar have the strength to accept thousands of displaced people? Where does their food come from? Where does their confidence come from?"

Marcellus grasped the hilt of his sword in his hand: "Demons are enemies of the Holy Spirit. It seems that we must do something about it, and we must not sit idly by and watch the spread of evil. ”

"What's your plan? They can even destroy the dinosaurs, even if they send out the Templars, I'm afraid. I'm sorry, but I'm not questioning your strength. I'm just worried that fighting on two fronts will greatly weaken our strength. The orc infestation is becoming more and more rampant, and they are frantically increasing their forces, and we must hold this place to prevent them from attacking Waterdeep. ”

"I see what you mean, and that's my first order to be stationed here. Marcellus frowned, "We have to find a way to find out the details of the Black Stone Collar." Otherwise, if they suddenly attack, we will be in an even more dangerous situation. ”

"I have a few spies left, and maybe there will be new news soon. ”

"Hopefully, but we can't put our hopes in the spies. If it's really a revived demon, it must be alert. I think it's necessary for us to jointly report the situation here. The Duoling Cathedral will definitely react, after all, the Blackstone Collar is still too small, and the sooner it is eradicated, the safer. ”

"I've heard that two more Templars have recently arrived in Waterdeep, and the battle situation in Waterdeep isn't too optimistic. Lord Mister slammed his mouth, his brow filled with concern, "What an eventful time." ”

"It's also a good time to make a difference, isn't it?, Lord Lord, the Duke of Ceylon, under pressure, has signed a letter of appointment, which may soon be delivered here. When the time comes, you will be the rightful Archon of Daotan Town, in charge of all the affairs here. ”

Lord Mister touched his nose and had a complicated expression, "The letter of appointment came too late, this place has long since become a dead town with no people." ”

"It's going to be fine. Marcellus patted him meaningfully on the shoulder, "The black stone collar is a hidden danger and an opportunity." Grasp that the Kingdom has long since fallen into the hands of the Holy Spirit. Our gods have awakened. Its greatness, its grace, you know what it means? For example, the heart of gold, which will allow mortals to have an impenetrable, eternally beating heart. ”

"Praise the Holy Spirit. Lord Mister put his pious hand on his chest, "I will do whatever it takes to root out the enemies of the Holy Spirit and defend the glory of the Holy Spirit." ”

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