What the truth is, Windsor knows very well.

He knew the Great Lord very well, and since he had proposed this matter, it must have been well thought out, and it was only a matter of time before it was actually implemented, and Windsor was very much in favor of this plan.

After the Elven Tree successfully took root, the flow of devout believers who came to visit it did not stop, and the number of people currently residing in the three forks has reached 2000+.

The cost of settling these people is almost equivalent to throwing money out for nothing, because many devout people have their own belongings, even if they don't specifically join any faction, but where they originally were, there are always friends, family, elders, and descendants.

Staying in a tent here at the fork is not a long-term solution.

The devout people come and go, seemingly prosperous, but in the short term, the benefits to Runeterra are limited.

However, if a house of the devout were built here, and the Druids of the good faction who believed in Alona were left as long as possible, the situation would be completely different.

As long as the druids have a permanent place to live, then as long as the Elven Tree is the one, Windsor is confident that more than ninety percent of the devout people will be able to stay, and through these people, they will be able to develop their friends and family and settle together.

Thinking of this, Windsor's heart, which has always been as calm as water, can't help but make some waves.

If, if such a city outside the world could really be built and everyone could have a stable home, she could foresee how high the prestige of Rune City would rise in the future.

Since the first World Tree was destroyed by the Great Demon of the Demon Vanguard Force thousands of years ago, the natural believers on the Continent of the Gods have not had their own home for too long.

After getting Lu Kuan's permission, Windsor intentionally or unintentionally released the news, and in less than half a day, the words "City of the Devout" have caused an uproar among everyone.

Even if they knew that this might be Rune City's way to attract people's hearts, and knew that its fulfillment might be far away, everyone still couldn't hold back the surprise in their hearts, and at the same time, they couldn't help but marvel at the ambition of the Lord of Rune City.

A dazzling rune city could not even satisfy this great lord.

Just as everyone was in high spirits and full of enthusiasm to explore the site for the city of the devout, Windsor received news from the owl belt.

The bear monster druid frowned slightly, and gave a few simple commands to his subordinates, and then the green light on the surface of his body flowed, and in a few breaths, he had turned into an elegant owl with a light gray body, flapping his wings and flying high, rushing to the direction of the three forks.

……

In the Outpost Dungeon.

Issa's druid sat in his chair, his eyes closed and his face pale, and on his hands that were tied to the back of the chair, a total of six thin silver needles pierced into the nails with unmistakable precision, and the red blood fell to the ground "ticking" down the thin needles.

"Six? Tut-tut, awesome,"

An NPC dressed in civilian attire and wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses sat next to the druid, smiling, and his tone was full of admiration: "The prisoners I interrogated with Lord Flea are not a hundred but eighty, and it is rare for you to be pierced into a full needle and not say anything~"

The druid's breathing was heavy, and when he heard this, he slowly opened his eyes and stared at the ordinary guy in front of him.

"Foolish fellows, you ...... Ahem...... is provoking war,"

The druid's voice was weak, but it was only half an hour, and he didn't know what he had experienced: "Isa City, the entire Northern Empire, will not tolerate your behavior...... Yes!! ”

The glasses NPC stuck another iron needle into the druid's fingernails, enjoying the screams of the other party, and grinning as they propped up the frames.

Since the Great Lord's equipment has more sunglasses on his head, this kind of outfit has become a common practice in Rune City, especially for this part of the underground personnel who don't need to wear armor, and a pair of glasses has almost become standard.

If you have money, you can get a pair of high-end ink and graphite glasses, and if you don't have money, you can get an ordinary model of glass lenses.

"Ahem......"

The glasses NPC found that he was thinking far away, and his attention returned to his eyes, and he saw that the other party's painful face was deformed, so he just didn't speak, and shook his head helplessly.

"No way, you forced me,"

The glasses NPC stood up and walked to the table, took a small leather bag from his waistband, and spread it out on the table.

The small bag is a neatly cut and rolled cowhide, which contains small bags of different sizes, various metal knives, and small glass bottles containing liquids of different colors, which are densely displayed in front of you.

"This is a newly developed agent that can increase the sensitivity of touches,"

The glasses NPC pulled out a finger-sized glass bottle, came to the druid's side, and explained with a smile: "It was originally used by those guys in the dark alley to attract guests, but it was taken by our alchemist and transformed, with this, your touch sensitivity can be doubled, it's very cool~"

The liquid inside the vial was pale pink, shining beautifully in the shadow of the magic candle, but in the eyes of the druids of Isa City, it was the most poisonous poison in the world.

He felt that he was almost at the limit, and if he couldn't bear it, he would have to resort to the last resort......

As soon as he thought of this, the druid couldn't help but feel distressed, such a precious thing, it was not easy to get his hands on it, and it was destroyed like this......

"Squeak......

At this moment, the iron door of the dungeon was pulled open from the outside, and the spectacled NPC turned around and immediately stood up straight to meet him.

"Lord Windsor." The glasses NPC said respectfully.

Windsor, who rushed back from outside, looked slightly cold, nodded slightly at the glasses NPC, and went straight to the druid in Isa City.

At this time, this person's mind was already a little blurred, he raised his head to look at the bear monster druid, and was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted, and then a frightened look appeared in his eyes, and a green light suddenly flashed on his head.

The guards around him were startled, and before they could make a move, Windsor, who had been standing quietly, seemed to have expected it, and the wooden staff in his hand flicked slightly, and a verdant light shield had enveloped the entire cell.

Everyone quickly looked left and right, and found nothing wrong, only the green light on the head of the druid in Isa City, like a column of water frozen in an instant, hovered in mid-air and could not move.

"Ahem......"

The other party coughed violently a few times, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes revealed madness and determination, staring at Windsor.

The bear monster druid's face was flat: "The dimensional bag opened up by the divine art? You don't have this ability, it's the method of the Great Druid of Isa City, right? ”

As he spoke, Windsor's left hand drew a beautiful green rune in the air, and as a great white light came out of the void, several emerald green leaves and a slightly trembling ball of light appeared in front of everyone.

It's the stolen Elven Tree Leaf and the Elven Soul!