According to Douglas's account, the people of the Blue Sword probably figured out the basic situation of the city.

Anglo Heroísmo is a special harbor city. On the one hand, it is isolated from the mainland, and the ruling power of the mainland cannot extend here, so it has become a natural hiding place for pirates and smugglers.

They usually raid and plunder the Wood Elf Tribal Alliance and the Plateau Dwarven Kingdom along the west coast of the Iberian continent. If the Wood Elves in the south launch a naval crackdown, they will run to the territory of the Dwarven kingdom in the north; The dwarves began to sweep away the pirates, and they ran south again.

In the event that the two clans join forces to clean up the coastal waters, they will simply stay away from the mainland and take refuge in Angra Sangra to take refuge from the limelight.

On the other hand, the rulers of Sansmo Sansmo were not pirates, and the other eight nearby islands, including the other eight nearby islands, were ruled by a religious group known as the Tzontlilic, all of whom were made up of Naga.

Naga, also known as "sea elves", has an upper body that resembles the elves. They claimed to be the ancestral race of elves on land, the ancient Naga ancestors who lived near the sea, and some clans began to try to walk on land, eventually evolving into the current elves.

Of course, the elves would never admit this, they said that the Naga were cursed elves, because they had betrayed the god of the elven clan "Acaienville", so the gods cursed them to grow fishtails, and from then on they were hostile to the creatures of the land, and had to hide in the dark depths of the sea.

The so-called hostility, in addition to the exclusive factor of religion, is mainly racial discrimination. Even though the pirates here don't care about these things (they discriminate against all weak people, regardless of race), the Naga guards of Anshami Sanshero chose to wear robes and hoods to cover themselves tightly - especially the snake's tail on the lower half of their bodies, which is why they were mistaken for elves in the first place.

The girls listened to Douglas's narration as they discussed it in the telepathic communication channel.

Obviously, whether it was the Wood Elf Tribal Alliance or the Highland Dwarven Kingdom, they had undoubtedly never heard of it. Today, there are only three forces in the Iberian Peninsula: the human kingdom of Aragone-Castia, the undead kingdom of Hafsga, an invader from the southern continent, and the half-elven kingdom of Lusitania.

However, even the half-elves of Lusitania are undoubtedly not the same race as the "wood elves" this man speaks of, because there are several wood elves sitting in the tavern at this time.

Their hair was a withered brown and much thicker than human hair, and their irises were turquoise, with countless tiny pupils inside, and compound eyes dense enough to make any person with a dense phobia scream.

Looking at Mi'er again, although the hair color, eye color, and ears are also very different from humans, they are still in line with human aesthetics as a whole.

Under the gaze of the girls, the wood elves were also a little unable to sit still, one of the wood elves stood up, looked at the honey in the team, hesitated for a long time, and asked:

"You...... Are you one of our people? ”

"Saril!" The wood elf next to her let out a low cry and warned her.

"I'm sorry." The wood elf named Sariel hurriedly apologized. Just by looking at Mi'er's single-core pupils, you know that they are not of the same race as their wood elves, but the pointed ears and turquoise iris are indeed somewhat similar.

Overall, she's more like a hybrid between a Wood Elf and a human than a Wood Elf. Therefore, these wood elves were also a little restless, and they couldn't help but get together and whisper.

"Could this look be the offspring of an intermarriage between a tribe and a human?"

"Wait, human beings shouldn't be in line with our aesthetics, are there really any people who are willing to intermarry with humans?"

"It's hard to say, what race doesn't have a few perverts who like to fuck animals......"

They spoke privately in their own dialect, so they couldn't understand it, but they were barely able to understand it thanks to the translation of the two psychic manlocks.

After getting a general idea of the situation in the city, it was obvious that the next step of the crowd was to go next.

Go to the ruler of Sansheroshato, Naga, and ask more about the situation.

As the people of the Blue Sword left the tavern, the remaining drinkers immediately rose in an uproar. Some of them began to discuss it unabashedly, while others quickly dropped the money on the counter and quickly left.

When he came outside, Asker explained his intention to the Naga guard on the street outside, and the other party was also shocked and dazed.

Well, there have been pirates who have approached Naga guards before, but they are mostly trivial matters, such as relationships, buying a property or visiting prisons, but no one has ever offered to see Zondrik for sacrifices.

Naga society itself was a theocracy, and the priests of Zonderrick were both clergy and rulers. They acquiesced to the re-presence of the alien pirates, but they never came forward to deal with the pirates, leaving the low-level Naga people to deal with worldly affairs.

Conversely, the pirates were reluctant to meet these sacrifices, for a simpler reason: the sacrifices were transcendent, and they could wipe out an entire fleet at their fingertips, so who would want to meet these big men who could easily take their lives?

"I can go and ask the priests for instructions." After thinking about it, the Naga guard replied, "I can't decide whether they want to see you or not. ”

So he called a few other guards and put the humans on guard (in case the humans disappeared when they returned, after the priest agreed to receive them), and he left in a hurry.

"How?" Under the watchful eye of the guards, Aske quietly asked Mi'er on the psychic communication channel, "Did you find anything?" ”

"From the world line of the past." Miel replied, "The island...... No, this island, and the nearby seas, are from the old world. ”

"You're saying they're all from prehistoric times?" Medea pondered, "That time when the alien race was not extinct?" ”

"That's right." "I've noticed some fluctuations in the world line, and judging from the extent of the spread, they entered our world at this point in time, about two hours ago. ”

"What were we probably doing two hours ago?" Asker asked suddenly, coldly.

The girls fell silent.

"Like, it's whaling, right?"

"It's not a whale, it's said to be the heir of the god of the sea."

"You're saying that because we hurt its offspring, the sea god made this mutation, dragging the Azores from 3,000 years ago into this world from the past?"

"I don't think so." Aske continued, "If the Poseidon is going to punish us, and if it has this ability, I'm more likely that he will throw us back to prehistoric times. ”

All:..................

Stop it! It's terrifying!

If this is suddenly thrown back to 3,000 years ago, it would be good to be alone like Mia and Peggy, but as for Nola and Eleanor, girls with family relatives, I am afraid that they will have a mental breakdown on the spot.

What if I can't go back? You'll never see your family?

"So don't worry." Seeing that everyone's expressions were wrong, Mi'er said helplessly, "I said it all, it's not that we have entered the world line of the past, but that they have entered our world line in the past." ”

"As for whether it is an anomaly or an artificially created crossing, this is what we need to find out from the priests of Zonderrick."