"It doesn't matter what envoys you are, uncle, we are hungry, and we want money and women." The man with the scar shouted, and the people behind him followed.

"Yes, sell you white-skinned elves, and we will have money and food."

These people, in fact, are refugees who are still living in this wasteland after the fall of the Randster Kingdom, and the person at the head is called Norwen, who used to be a ruffian hooligan, and then the country was gone, so he took some people to do banditry.

Now in Norwen's eyes, the envoys are just a group of elven women who can sell for money, and he doesn't care about anything else.

"This is troublesome, after the fall of the kingdom of Lancer, no one cares about these bandits, and we can't scare them by releasing the name of the envoys." Rachel said to Elena.

"I know, it seems that the only way to do this is to force a breakthrough." Elena said with a sinking face.

"But these wax oils ......" Rachel was a little worried, the wax oil ignited when it caught fire, and if the wax oil on everyone's body was ignited by the man's torch, I am afraid that she would really end up burning alive.

"It's okay, I'll find a way to deal with that man." Elena said in a calm tone.

Rachel was slightly stunned, and her gaze at Elena suddenly became admiring, she didn't expect her to be so calm, worthy of the elite of the Queen's Guard, much calmer than ordinary people.

"Mr. Robber, I don't know if we still have room for negotiation, we have some food here, we can give it all to you......"

Elena pretended to discuss with Norwen, but quietly put one hand behind her back to give a secret to an elven female warrior behind her.

The elven warrior received the order. Immediately reached out and touched the bow and arrow hanging from the saddle.

Because Elena deliberately blocked her view, Norwen didn't notice anything unusual, and still shouted with a smug face holding a torch.

"No, in addition to food, three of you have to hand it over, the price of the white elves in the slave market is very high, as long as there are three people, the money from the sale is enough for us to live for a while."

Elena's face was full of frost and refused: "We are people, not commodities, and we can't agree to your request." ”

Norwen laughed and said, "In our eyes." You are commodities now. It's not up to you to decide whether to sell or not, chick, don't think you have the chips to negotiate terms with us, if you want to. Grab and sell them all. ”

Elena said, "We don't have chips. But if you insist on selling our people. We'd rather all be burned by you. ”

Nuowen's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "You are threatening us?" ”

Elena looked up and said, "Don't dare, I'm just talking to you if I can give in?"

A younger brother walked up to Norwen and whispered, "Big brother." The White Elves are notoriously stubborn, and if they don't agree, they may be willing to be burned to death. ”

When Norwen heard this, his eyes suddenly became cloudy, and after thinking for a moment, he changed his words: "Okay, we will take the food first, but at least one of you will come out to serve our brothers, little girl, it seems that you are their head, or you can come." ”

Being so openly teased, although Elena was annoyed in her heart, she still held back and smiled: "No problem, the food is here, you can take it." ”

Norwen was overjoyed, his eyes kept wandering on Elena's delicate body, and he smiled: "Okay, uncle, I like you like a refreshing chick the most." ”

As he spoke, Norwen handed the torch to a junior brother next to him, and he himself raised a sharp knife and walked towards Elena, smiling lewdly as he walked, "Don't move, little girl, I'll let you out now." ”

Just as Norwen cut the net for Elena, Elena immediately dodged to the side, and an arrow shot right out of her back.

"Poof"

The arrow hit the palm of the little brother with the torch accurately, and a pig-killing scream came out of his mouth, and the torch fell to the ground.

"Quick, draw your sword and cut down these nets." Elena reacted faster, pulling out her sword at her waist as fast as lightning to cut the rope net wrapped around her body, and then stabbed her sword at Norwen in front of her.

Norwen is just a rogue head, and although he is good, he is comparable to Elena who was born as a close guard of the Elven Queen. Just a photo, Norwen was stabbed in the heart, and he fell down without even saying a word.

After killing Norwen, Elena rushed out to extinguish the torches on the ground as soon as possible, and at the same time organized everyone to deal with the bandits.

Although the robbers outnumbered the envoys, they were a rabble, and without the threat of torches and wax, the envoys were easy to deal with.

Within a few moments, most of the robbers were killed, a few took advantage of the chaos to escape, and the curtain came down on this short-lived farce.

"Huh, it's over so soon?" Ruan Chi yawned and stepped off the flying car.

Rachel almost wanted to cut this guy, she hadn't shown up for so long, and now she ran out to say something cool after the fight.

"Your Excellency is frightened, but the robbers have been cleared." Although Elena was more annoyed than Rachel, this woman was not angry, and after killing the last robber, she walked to Ruan Chi with a calm face to report the battle situation, but when she looked at Ruan Chi, her eyes obviously flashed with contempt.

Ruan Chi didn't seem to see the other party's eyes, yawned and waved his hand: "It's good to get started, let's go quickly." ”

"Yes!"

The envoys remounted their pegasus and set off, but no one knew that they were being secretly observed on a mountain peak less than two kilometers away from where the envoys had been attacked.

It was a man and a woman with an indifferent expression, the man was about fifty years old, with a rough face, a mouth full of stubble, a suit of tiger-striped leather armor, and two broadswords crossed on his back. The woman is about ten years old, with beautiful short hair, and a beautiful mole at the corner of her eye makes her look very charming, contrary to her cold temperament. She was also dressed in leather armor and carried a weapon of a swarthy longbow.

The two watched the envoys leave, and the man took the lead in speaking: "It's the white elf, and he is still holding the banner of the envoys. ”

The woman looked sideways slightly, pondered for a moment and said in a cold tone: "Wade guessed correctly, the white elves really began to notice that the people behind the slave catchers were our Platinum Consortium, and now sending an envoy to the Free Federation is probably trying to figure out Guò's diplomatic means to exert pressure." ”

"Are we going to kill them all here?" The man asked.

"No, Wade's order didn't say that we should ambush the envoys, and that's the end of our mission for today, it's time to go back." The woman said.

"It's a pity, I still want to try the taste of the blood of the white elves." The man licked his lips, a bloodthirsty glint flashing in his eyes.

"There's a chance." The woman said lightly. (To be continued......)