Hey...... It's really a bit of a look, but it's a pity that it's still not enough to class.

If it weren't for the various trainings of Elta's army, Pippons would have really thrown himself into the hands of those who trained this army. Now it seems that the rifle that uses magic powder as the firing power, and the stranger army in front of him, who is dressed in colorful clothes and appears out of nowhere, looks more like the product of stealing incomplete teachers.

In less than half a cigarette, the private army was out of his field of vision. And the small notebook in Pippins' hand has already filled a whole page at a rapid pace.

"It looks like those magicians are too dead to die." Pippons closed his notebook contemptuously and yawned.

Looking down at the city of Garcia from under the clouds, all those who escaped had only two directions - the north gate and the river.

Although most of the impact of this riot was forcefully erased from the beginning, Garcia City, which was injured all over his body, received another big slap.

Suddenly, a loud noise spread throughout the city. Pippins, who had just shrunk into bed, was tight again. This time the impact was not a rhythmic piledriver, but a fierce one.

Something exploded?

The north gate of the city, which used to be very stable, is now almost missing from the door hole. The mage wargroup has always been "reluctant to use", and the big killing weapon that "has no chance to use" is actually used in civil destruction.

"Pity the warriors who hold on to the north gate of the city......" Offe Mondridge paced back and forth, more than he had expected.

If the gate is to be opened, it will be necessary for someone with a specific rune to unlock the sealing technique that changes every day - otherwise, it will only rely on the latch left by the Elta people, and this gate will not be a threat to the major forces in the city at all.

However, the solution of the rebellious magicians was completely unexpected.

Even the second mage group behind Orf Mondridge was one of the few who could break through the gates of such a famous city before the pursuers arrived. He knew very well that there was no such talent among the group of death experts under him.

However, no last resort is an empty word...... Offe Mondrich felt only a dull pain in his head.

"It's really retribution, return it to me in my way, count you ruthless!"

Uffy Mondridge has so far been unable to discover the true value of the Powder Bomb. However, his temples ached, and he suddenly realized. If the magician had this awareness, he would have picked up this little thing on the street and hid it in his waist, approached him and sacrificed himself, and suddenly exploded......

Startled, he jerked two steps back. That's right, don't talk about blocking the Elta Army who "loves the people like a son" in this way, even if you continue to let your old subordinates play ALHAKB's tricks in Mendong City, you can make a lot of cheap.

Maybe you can use the old land as a boundary to stop fighting, or even peacefully submit to the Otherworlders who don't want to pay too much?

It's a no-brainer! He jerked and began to pace briskly, thinking about who could use the plan and ...... What are the odds? Will it be counterattacked by the enemy with more serious means? ……

"Suggestion, don't think about this kind of thing." An unfamiliar female voice suddenly entered his mind - as if it had broken straight into the center of both ears, without giving him time to react. "Creating terror is far more evil than simple slaughter, and we will not forgive ......"

"Who is it?!" Offy Mondridge had suddenly sacrificed both the wand and the original revolver, but his mind was blank. He had never heard this voice before, you must know that this is the defense center of the whole Garcia and the entire Western Expeditionary Army!

The cold sweat really flowed down this time. A woman who could cut through his defensive circle to the study perched high on the castle tower - regardless of her motives, her prowess was worth questioning.

"How...... Finish? Elves, it's weird to be able to do that, isn't it? In Eufay Mondridge's vision, a small group of colorful squares suddenly appeared against the wall with the sound of words. In the blink of an eye, a woman with blond hair and a shawl stood there peacefully.

"What stealth...... Law? Offe Mondridge didn't have time to sigh because he saw the other man's ear...... The sharp ears pierce the golden silk waterfall, this is obviously an elf......

However, with this level of blinding, it is not difficult to fake the elves' ears. As soon as Ofer Mondrich raised his hand and cast a spell, a thin booklet on the table flew in front of him and began to flipped rapidly.

It was an incomplete roster of elves. Although the Twin Moon Church does not have the opportunity to establish a solid relationship with elves, this is at least the basic way to confirm whether the guy in front of you is an elf.

"Ah, I can't believe it, can we? Let's tell you directly. Page fifty-two, Daviv-Everan, then, that's our name. ”

The sound of the girl stumbling made Ouffel Mondrich even more suspicious. However, he moved his hand violently and lifted dozens of pages, and what he saw was a portrait similar to the girl in front of him.

"Now, your religion, the evaluation of us, is it just, reading people's hearts?" The girl propped up the wall with one hand, her lips did not open, and her huge breasts, which should have been shaking up and down when she spoke, did not move. "We, power, not only include seeing through, but also, talk to you like this."

"Looks like the elves are right." Offe Mondrich stretched out his hand in salute, and a bent bent caught a sharp glimpse of the exaggerated breasts.

So big?! The entire women of Elta will be envious of this, right? With his head down, he thought to himself. It's not an apple or an orange problem, it's a melon!

"Melon, worthy of it, is the commander of the Western Expeditionary Army, the description, however, is quite accurate."

Offe Mondridge was startled again...... He had forgotten that the elf in front of him could read people's hearts. Such an opponent is more difficult than any woman!

"We, no, I care." The elf Davieve covered her mouth and began to snicker, not forgetting to wave her hand. "Humans, like you, I've seen too much. I think that females can see a lot, but when they see us, they still show it, too innocent and naïve. ”

"Forget it, I'll get straight to the point, why are you here to visit, Lord Elf?" Offy Mondridge also decided not to go around the corner, and the only way to deal with the guy who appeared inexplicably in front of him was to go straight to the point.

"By the way." Davieve gave a very short answer. "Also, let's take a look at what the commander of the Western Expeditionary Army is, what he looks like, so he swaggered and came in."

Well, the latter question was not asked by Eufe Mondridge in his head, so it was better to say it directly - his face had become like a bitter gourd at this time.

"It's better to come early, than to come." Daviv reached out as she spoke, and the chair in front of the table flew to her. "Think about us, why, come at this time, there is no point."

Offet Mondridge's face turned greener. If this continues, he doesn't even need to say anything, just look straight at the big-breasted elf in front of him and choke himself to death sentence by sentence.

"That's it, yes, yes, anyway, let's get used to it." Davieve sat down, "If you do what you just thought, then we'll come." ”

…… Isn't it just thinking about it, who are you provoking whom? Uffey Mondridge was a little sad and a little dazed, this aggrieved. Forget it, can't I give up?

"Let, I still think that if you want to know it with affection and move it with reason, you are the first person in the Western Expeditionary Army, and you can be regarded as quite able to understand current affairs."

Offe Mondridge held his forehead with one hand, and he didn't know whether to express approval or helplessness.

Davieve tilted her head: "As for us, let's pass by, where are we going?" Of course, go to Mendong City...... Hawkers, well, don't be so shocked, let's just, go, see, in the hearts of people from other worlds, what is it? Ah, don't look shocked. It's just, one, a point of contact, that's it. ”

What the? The elves are already in line with the otherworldly? As soon as Ofe Mondrich sat down with his forehead propped up, he stood up again with a bang. Anti-guest-oriented, this guest is a little interesting? He is defeated and there is still a god in the world, but when it comes to elves, this two-moon church pill is a bit excessive?

"Hawkers, carelessly, we shouldn't have said it, said it?" Davieve covered her red lips with her fingers, even though she never opened her mouth. "Whoever takes pills, who doesn't pills, it doesn't matter to us, you, if you take pills, it's the same, you can live. Isn't it? ”

The elves' positions have always been ambiguous.

The Bimoon Church suppresses the development and progress of various countries, and even interferes in the "sovereignty and territorial integrity" and "internal affairs" of various trading countries.

However, the world has not yet developed the concept of peaceful diplomacy at all, and has entered the era of single-level hegemony in great strides. Would elves have this concept? Presumably, there is none.

The forces of nature make it impossible for them to kill humans except those who "break the rules". What is happening in the Land of the Red Dragons is nothing more than war - by contrast, the Elven Roundtable is skeptical that humans are still capable of wielding a higher power. Therefore, until the appearance of the gods of the world to quell the war, the elves did not express the slightest willingness to interfere.

As for the other "counterinsurgency" and "rebellion", it is more the case that human beings themselves love it. Rather than letting the rebels and bandits control the country, it would be easier to let the Bilunar Church directly eradicate harmful substances.

"The Bi-Moon Church can, become, what it looks like, it all depends on you, yourself. The gods of this world are unreliable. Alright, that's it, let's go. ”

Still a word, the stumbling words shook out of his mind, and Ofe Mondridge was dazzled. When he opened his eyes again, he was left with only an exquisitely carved birch chair - the elf Davieve had long since disappeared with the huge Oupai.