As the Night Elves were in full swing, Milune found that two weeks had passed since the war had caused so many sacrifices. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

During this time, because Milune discovered the synthesis method of true silver, Allen's musket and the overall technology tree of the Night Elves rose a little, although Alan has always praised her, but this joy is covered with a hint of heaviness.

She remembered the voice she had growled at her when she and Eren had gone to visit Sister Lunara, "Mirune, do you know what you've done?" Damn, you sold both the dryad and the forest to the devil, you shameful traitor! ”

When she said this, the master had her mouth gagged with a strip of cloth.

- Oh, by the way, the loom that Eren threw at Azhara had worked, and the Night Elf women had already used it to weave simple linen.

But Allen's protection still couldn't get Milune out of this guilt in his heart, and it continued to grow and ferment in his heart over time.

Seeing her melancholy eyes from time to time, Alan felt that it was time to talk to her.

He wasn't worried that Mirune would secretly put Luna back, it wasn't a question of whether she would go or not to get the heavily guarded cage, but Lunara firmly put on an attitude and told Mirune that after putting her back, she would immediately organize the Forest Patrol Guards and the Forest Alliance to counterattack, and maybe the King of the Forest would be involved at that time, and it would be another bloody storm.

"Milune." Eren called her name softly, causing her to suddenly wake up from her stupor.

"I'm not lazy, master." She hurriedly argued.

In fact, Alan instructed her to make some of the parts of the musket silver, at least the main spring, the core, and the stopper, which were too soft.

It was obvious that she had just thought that she was wandering into the world, and the steam coming out of the overheated vessel was the best proof of this, but Alan put down his work and touched her head.

Mirune pouted, lowered her head and muttered, "I'm sorry, I'm lazy." ”

"It's okay," Alan said with a smile, "let's go out for a walk." ”

Milune nodded.

Alan glanced back at Ravenkeys, who signaled that he didn't have to worry: "Later, that idiot from Jaree will come over after his patrol, and he and I will take care of the rest." ”

At this point, there is actually no much technical work, Ravenketh is making a gun case that can be assembled together, because it is completely metal, the gun is too heavy, so the butt part is going to use salt water to soak the dried Hua Nan wood, these works Lavenkes is probably going to be lost to Jare.

Driving the idea of making a musket out of his head, Alan led Mirune out the door.

The camp at night is a little cold, even if it should still be summer, but the humidity and environment in the forest always make people feel close to late autumn.

Recently, the Night Elves have gradually become accustomed to Mirune's presence, and although they are still wary of her, when they all know that Eren is a super powerful master, they have become cautious in their handling of Mirune at the same time, at least they will not be as hostile as they were after the Great War.

Alan led Mirune through the Well of Eternity, heavily guarded by the Night Elves, to a large open field behind the woods.

"I'm going to plant some land here, some crops that will live, so the Night Elves don't have to hunt animals all the time."

The Tranquil Forest is actually quite primitive now, with a large area of plant cover and scattered resources in between, which in Allen's opinion is not very suitable for thriving. I don't know why, many elves in the fantasy plane like to live in the forest, picking wild fruits and drinking stream water for a living, no wonder the population can't develop, and it is surpassed by humans every minute.

Alan was actually interested in the plain to the east of the forest, yes, the land where the trolls had been driven by the trolls, a large amount of fertile and fertile land, which was the most suitable for growing cash crops.

When the time comes, there will be food, who will eat barbecue for three meals a day, even if it is a delicacy of the mountains and seas.

If the territory of the Night Elves is larger in the future, they can grow mushrooms and herbs in the forest, domesticate some wild boars, pheasants and other domestic animals, and grow wheat, rice, corn and cotton in the eastern plains, and graze horses and sheep.

When the Night Elves no longer have to worry about survival and gain a foothold, it is foreseeable that a civilization will rise from here.

That's what Eren envisions of the Night Elves, but for that, he also has to do things.

For example, fighting for turf with trolls or something.

Compared with the blood-drinking, a huge number of trolls, and the small fights with the forest patrol guards and those cute forest allies can be said to be at home, although the night elves also evolved from the dark trolls, but one thing should not be forgotten, the dark trolls are only the losers in the troll race war, and Baird led his people, not to defeat any strong tribe, but to take advantage of the other party's continuous war, from which to escape the fate of enslavement. Even so, it is very remarkable, because the trolls of this period are really so terrifying, and the entire two-thirds of Camlido's land is their range of activities.

They are aggressive, both internally and externally.

When the grassland where the bison and the spiny jackals live have been devastated, it is actually foreseeable that this quiet forest will not be able to escape sooner or later. When the time comes, how the forest dwellers will deal with themselves, and how the night elves will deal with it, in fact, it is already necessary to prepare.

When Alan described to Milula that two powerful tribes of trolls to the west and north were to raid the quiet forest after settling a minor dispute over their territory, the fawn, who had not yet felt the cruelty of war, opened his mouth in surprise.

She didn't think her master was lying to herself, but when he heard that the enemy might be a hundred, or even a thousand times the size of his own army combined, it was hard to imagine such a picture.

It's no wonder, because the number of Night Elves and Dryads is too small, the current population of Night Elves is less than a hundred, and the Dryads are about the same, except for the members of the Rangers of more than twenty people, the others are non-combat formations like Mirune, and what about the trolls?

All people are soldiers in the truest sense of the word, even children and women, and the cruel laws of nature make everyone who can come out of them be elite warriors, and their methods of selection can be seen in the dark trolls of the past, but they are even more cruel - some of them not only eat people, but even eat their own kind.

"Mirune, I don't want to scare you, because it doesn't make sense." Alan looked at the western sky, where the stars were shining brightly and billions of colors: "What I really want to tell you is that the Night Elves, the Dryads, and the creatures in the forest all take up arms for their own survival. Such contradictions are not irreconcilable, as long as we have enough patience and care to communicate, understand each other, and find ways to coordinate together, there will always be a suitable path for everyone to survive together. ”

Mirune blinked thoughtfully, her bright eyes reflecting the starlight.

"But those trolls, accustomed to conquering and killing, will not give us any chance to defend ourselves and the will to coexist, they only think about how to enslave us, how to drive us out, these are the enemies we really need to fight!"