The druid's situation surprised Brando. There are more than a thousand survivors of the Green Tower alone. The number of Druid apprentices and tree elves that have gathered in various settlements has exceeded a quarter of the total population of the natives of the Ring of the Trade Winds, which is much better than the tragic scene of ten years after the wolf plague in history. Brando had thought that it would be more expensive for him to revert history to the Druids on his own, but now it seems that he has done a better job than he thought, which shows that the thousands of players in history may not have played a role at all, while the two great wizards of the Silver Alliance, William and Tulaman, have played a role in fixing the sea.

The druids greeted them returning from the Ring of the Trade Winds with the highest specifications, and although the city was in ruins at the moment, hundreds of high-level druids still drew valuable mana from the pool of nature and began to pave a flower path for Brando from the Wall of Roses ten miles away, and the day the group arrived at the Green Tower, the entire city almost poured out.

The lads were a little excited, for Brando had joked with them that perhaps an elven beauty would give a fragrant kiss, which would make the eyes of several noble children shine; Of course, the imaginary scene did not appear, and the elven girls were still reserved and reserved, and they hid in the woods and looked at them with a little cautious curiosity. Interracial, the hero.

Fragrant kiss no. But at least everyone received a wreath of flowers from the elven girl, and Brando had two. It's a pity that he hasn't had time to see the appearance of the two elf girls who gave him the garland.

It was Benniel who led the Druid Elders out to greet them. The leader of the Dryads strode up to Brando, arms outstretched. He hugged the young man and gently touched his shoulders from side to side. This was the highest courtesy of the hunter to his comrades, and it was evident that the leader of the Dryads had recognized the glory of fighting alongside Brando. For elves, this is the friendship of life and death.

Then Benniel took a step back. In Dryad language: "A, atonmess" (The forest is evergreen with you, my friend.) ）

Fortunately, Brando understood, and he also calmly replied in the Treant Yan language, "ataindasx." (The forest is evergreen, and the bowstring is long.) ）

A hint of surprise flashed on Benniel's face, the language of the Tree Elves developed from the Wood Clan language was completely different from the mainstream Wind Elf language, he didn't expect this human friend to understand the meaning of his words, but planned to explain it after he finished speaking, but he didn't expect that Brando not only understood, but also answered completely in line with the etiquette of the Tree Elves.

The Druid elders behind Zinnier also looked surprised. A human being knows a lot about their habits, and that's a very incredible thing in human society. Of course, they don't know that Brando is not quite the same as the average person. He. In the past, I have lived in many places and learned about many humanistic customs that ordinary people do not understand.

At this time, Bong Nil came with a kind smile on his face: "You have lived up to our expectations. Nor will we break our oath. Now you are the lord of the land. He held up his hands, and in the palm of his hand was a white acorn.

Brando was taken aback when he saw the oak: "This is the fruit of the holy white oak?" You give me this thing?..

In the tradition of the Dryads. Worshipping the Holy White Oak, the guardian and home of all the spirits in the forest, there is such a Holy White Oak in the place where the Green Tower stores the fire, and it is the spiritual home of all elves and druids. Benniel gave him the fruit of this oak tree. There is a meaning to regard him as the Lord, in general. Only the Great Druid Elder has the right to hold the fruit of the Holy White Oak.

"You know our traditions well, Brando. Benniel holds the sacred fruit in both hands. Said to Brando.

Brando nodded, a little surprised and inexplicably looked at the smiling Benniel and the druids behind him, could it be that because he saved the place, these people bowed their heads and bowed? That's a bit outrageous.

Beniel seemed to see Brando's confusion. "Traditionally, we and the druids would follow our custom and gradually migrate out of civilized areas to the new Black Forest. But my lord. We have carefully considered your suggestion, and if you are really willing to open up the path of tracing the ancient sages in the wilderness, we are willing to attach ourselves to you. ”

"Do you want to recuperate, too?" Brando asked.

Benniel had an appreciative look on his face. As Dryads, they rarely beat around the bush in negotiations. Brando is clearly well aware of their habits and is willing to do as the locals do.

He nodded, "Yes, it will take us and the druids years to recuperate, and in those years we will witness you fulfill your promises.

"I'm afraid a few years isn't enough, but if you just want to see if I'm talking. I don't mind... Brando nodded, happy in his heart. Things went more smoothly than he had imagined, and he had told the druids that his long-term plan was to keep the dryads, druids, and centaurs behind. Of course, the Green Tower has suffered a lot of losses now, and although the population is better preserved than it was historically, most of the 10,000-odd population is old people, children and women. The warriors suffered heavy losses in the wolf plague. Even if he joins him, he will not be able to provide much support for the next war for the time being, at most it will be a long-term investment.

But Brando didn't make a decision immediately after taking over the Oak Village, he thought for a moment before saying, "But I think we'd better keep the alliance, this is my territory, but it's also your home, me."

We have a common goal. There's no need for that red tape. ”

"Why?" Benniel didn't expect Brando to refuse, he could tell. The young man's original goal was the land.

"I need a wholehearted ally, not a subordinate who feels constrained." Brando replied. He knew that it was impossible for the Dryads and Druids to get used to living in the way of human society, so he might as well be generous, anyway, the Druids and Dryad warriors would definitely join his army in order to defend their homeland.

Benniel gave him a serious look, then he looked back at the other Druid Elders, each with a satisfied look on their faces.

"You're the most different human Brando I've ever seen, can we be friends?" Benniel asked.

Brando nodded. The friend needed time to witness, and he understood what the tree spirit meant.

"So, my friend, can I invite you to the celebration we are throwing for you?" Benniel smiled slightly.

But what he didn't expect was that this time Brando shook his head: "I'm afraid not, Beniel, I need your favor." ”

"Help?"

"Yes, I'm going to leave here for a while and go back to my territory. But I need a batch of supplies, armor and weapons, a batch of Pegasus that can send us out of the Black Forest. Brando replied.

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Behind Brando, Calglis and the old swordsman Kuran suddenly understood why Brando hurriedly returned to the Green Tower with the others, and it seemed that something should be wrong on the territory side.

Benniel was silent for a moment.

"Are you in trouble, human friend?"

"Well, my territory is under threat. I'm going to solve this little problem first. to come back and continue to fulfill our covenant with you. ”

"Is it war?"

Brando nodded.

The tall leader of the tree elves straightened up, turned to everyone and shouted to the people in the forest, "Hear me, our human ally needs an army that can fight, he once went into danger alone to save everyone here from the darkest conditions, and now, my fellow citizens, are you the kind of people who care for your own lives?" ”

Beniel's voice echoed through the forest. Brando was stunned, he knew the current situation on the druids, and it was a bit difficult for them to continue to participate in the war. But what the Dryad leader is doing now is just raising an army.

"Queen, you...

"I'm going to fight alongside you, fellow human." Benniel smiled at him: "You are right, this is your territory, and it is also our homeland, how can you protect this precious treasure without bloodshed and fighting?" ”

There was no blood-boiling answer.

But one by one, the elves of the forest with longbows came out, many of them women, for most of the adult males had died in the wolf plague. And then there are the centaurs. Centaurs, of course, don't take half a step back in their pursuit of the glory of battle.

The druids responded accordingly. Such a group of people are indifferent to the outside world, but it does not mean that they are indifferent in their hearts, as they once promised, the war of protection, is meaningful to them.

But even so, the army gathered outside the forest was only a few hundred men. The druids' losses in the wolf plague were too heavy, and there was nothing they could do. But at this time, to everyone's expectations, before the elves could stand still, another group of people came out of the forest. It was mercenaries and adventurers, those humans dressed in a variety of armor from all over the place, as if they were an army of beggars, but they all stood up.

After these people came out, the forest was silent again.

Soon, a man was put out of those ranks.

"Lord Lord, thanks to your grace we can survive this unfortunate disaster, and now I hear that you need an army." The bearded, somewhat unscrupulous man blinked when the man blinked, spread his hands and asked lazily, "Then I dare to ask, do you need an army that is specially built for war and willing to accept your employment?" ”

Brando suddenly felt a little speechless.

"What kind of price can you offer?" He asked in a deep voice, as if he were actually talking about the price.

"A gold coin, how?" The man asked.

Brando looked at him

"Well, now you are my knights, a gold coin, and I promise to take you to witness my victory." He replied.

Without a superfluous answer, the mercenaries drew their swords and raised them high. A forest of swords. Then the elves put their bows on them.

Brando's heart suddenly swelled with strange feelings, humans and elves stood together after thousands of years, and the sacred oath of the past seemed to reappear at this moment. No one will forget today's covenant, and everyone who witnessed this moment here will probably spend their entire lives remembering this moment.

The young men behind him also drew their swords, and the scene was so shocking that even Kuran and Mephistopheles, whose sense of belonging was not so clear, couldn't help but lose their ability to speak.

Such an alliance may not seem strong, but in the end it seems to have some kind of magic that can change a qiē.