Freya's Tears are buried in the vast history of the Elven Empire, and if it weren't for Silver Eagle's constant battles with the Ant-Man army, they wouldn't have any record of the Azores Temple harboring holy relics. Even so, the legend of the Imperial Relic is rarely appreciated.

The span of time is too long, there are too many historical documents, and the ethereal ancient legends will eventually be forgotten by future generations.

Elus stumbles upon rumors that the elven relics are in the Temple of the Azores. Thanks to the arrogant Aglow Greybeard, as a dwarven prophet, he has access to Silvermoon City's collection of historical documents to enrich his knowledge and improve the accuracy of his divination interpretation. He stumbles upon an old and dusty scroll containing secrets about the Azores Empire and Ant-Man. So, Agello used this to make a divination, and sold the results to several of his friends.

Aglow's unintentional actions led Elus and the others to learn about the rumors of Freya's Tears.

How could a nightingale, a lonely wanderer, know the news of the elven relics?

The question points to the origin of the nightingale, and Elus suspects that he is not a wanderer at all. If he doesn't have a reasonable explanation, Elus has to reconsider whether or not to cooperate with the strange wanderer.

Nightingale jumped down the stairs and landed smoothly in front of the two elves and a dwarf, and said lightly, "I heard the 'Freya's Tears' from the mouth of a bear monster elder...... It tried to attack me while I was distracted, and then I killed it. ”

The Bear Monster is a wise orc sheltered by the jungle and an antagonist to the Elven Empire. Elder Bears, in particular, are both wise and wild, cunning and strong, the jungle disguises their sounds and smells, obtains a halfling-like psychic invisibility effect, can go around behind elven warriors without being noticed, and they also possess the physique, strength, and sharper wild instincts of the Ogre Overseers, as well as a very strong bloodline talent.

Suppose Silver Eagle City encounters a Bear Monster Elder, and Elus Moon Song can't determine the source of the danger premonition, so she can't spot the enemy first, and the best option is to retreat quickly.

The Elder Bear is a Tier 6 creature, but in the Forest, it is even more powerful than the Tier 6 Ogre Overseer, and this gap simply crosses a level.

Fortunately, the number of the bear monster group is not large, and the bear monster elders are even more rare to see, they are usually quite mild-tempered, and they do not have the habit of raising goblin slaves, although their attitude towards the elven empire is indifferent, but as long as they are not bear monsters during the war period, they will always take the initiative to avoid the elves.

The question is, how does the Elder Bear, who doesn't speak the language, talk to the Wanderer Nightingale, and how does it know the whereabouts of the elven relics?

"Haha, that's the funniest I've ever heard...... Uh, the truth ......"

The outspoken dwarf Udrite couldn't help but laugh loudly, and was swept by the nightingale's dark and deep eyes, and suddenly shook his head and changed his words in time. He was a little unconvinced, but he didn't have the courage to argue with the mysterious wanderer, so he stepped aside and looked around, pretending to be interested in the empty wooden house.

Elus Moonsong was skeptical, it should be said that the skeptical element was the majority, but Mister Nightingale had already given his own answer, and it was not wise to question his answer in person.

"Mr. Nightingale, you are remarkable. Elder Bears are ghosts of the forest, and I have heard of their strength, but I have not seen them. If you're able to kill a Bear Elder, it's going to be a great fight. Angelis's face was full of admiration, and she put her hands on her chest and said sincerely.

Victor froze slightly, and through the rate of the other party's heartbeat and breathing, as well as the light in his blue eyes, he quickly judged that the beautiful tree elf fully believed his words, so he nodded, maintained the arrogant character of the wanderer Nightingale, and said, "It was a dangerous battle, and I almost lost my life because of it, but it turned out that the Elder Bear Monster died at the hands of my arrows......"

"Alright, now it's my turn to ask. Victor turned to General Silvermoon and said, "Do you know how to use Freya's Tears?"

Elus withdrew her gaze from the quiver behind the nightingale, apparently not believing that the other party had killed a Ursa Elder with a rough wooden pole feather arrow, but replied respectfully, "We don't know how to use Freya's Tears...... Only Her Majesty, the Empress of the Elven Empire, understands the mysteries of the relics. If we give the relics to Her Majesty the Empress, she will be willing to perform a blessing ceremony for us with the Sun Tree. Mr. Nightingale, although you are a wanderer, you should also know the great Sun Tree, and the blessing of the Sun Tree can increase the power of your bloodline, not only to repair your physical defects, but also to make your bloodline power stronger and gain a long life. ”

Victor let his dark and charming eyes move cooperatively, and said in a deep voice, "It's hard for us to trust each other like this, so I have a proposal. If we cooperate, then the next expedition will be up to you, and I will not accept your command or object, but will follow you, and I will help you if necessary. Once we get 'Freya's Tears', we'll talk about it." ”

This condition was too generous for the Silver Eagle Scout, too generous for Elus to believe.

Seeing that the gold-level war dancers were silent, Victor walked out of the door with his feet and said without looking back, "I'm going out to prepare some food, you guys think about it." If you agree to cooperate, we will set off together tomorrow, and if you don't agree, then please go back. ”

As Victor was about to walk out the door, Elus shouted at his lonely back, "Mr. Nightingale, if you don't participate in the decision-making, aren't you afraid that we will lead you to the Jedi?"

Victor stopped, turned around, raised eyebrows that were even more slender and beautiful than the tree elves, and said, "This is how wanderers and strangers work together, at least I am. ”

Having said that, the nightingale's expression and demeanor were full of confidence and disdain, as if to express: You can frame me too?

When the wanderer came out of the cabin, the dwarf Udrite said impatiently: "I like this arrogant fellow, he does not interfere with our actions, he has strength, and will never be a burden to us......"

"Udrite, you must not slander Mr. Nightingale behind your back!, the confident and noble son of the moon god does not accept arrogant descriptions......" Annlins glared at her fellow dwarves, her long, pointed ears standing up with anger and trembling slightly.

"Don't make a noise!" Elus, scolding the two lieutenants, paused, and said, "It seems that you all agree that Mr. Nightingale should be on our team...... But I'm afraid he's in a hostile relationship with the alien demigods. If those aliens also came for the elven relics, we would not have had a chance to take them from them, and we could choose to give up in time. But the nightingale has a chance to seize the elven relics, so what will happen next, you can know when you think about it. ”

Nightingale's strength is strong, stronger than any Silver Eagle Scout, but he is probably no match for the alien demigods. Even if the Nightingale could get his hands on the elven relics and get out of the hands of the alien demigods, the Silver Eagle Scout would not be able to escape. If the Nightingale and the alien demigod's targets overlapped, he would be devastating to the Silver Eagle Scouts.

"Mr. Nightingale said that the decision is up to us. And, we want holy things too. "General, you are just about to convince the Nightingale, he knows that he needs the blessing of the Sun Tree. But what about those aliens? Who knows what they're thinking? If they try to use the holy relics to harm the Elven Empire, even if they have ninth-order demigods, the dwarves will let them taste the power of the Bone Crushing Hammer!"

"Sister, the relics belong to the Elven Empire. Angelis Wind said firmly.

A wild smile bloomed on the corner of Elus's lips, and she nodded and said, "I'm not ready to give up, I just want you to be ready to fight." ”

"The moon is above, the hills are below. ”

"May the moon god take refuge. ”

The two lieutenants of the scout team saluted General Yuege solemnly at the same time.

"Okay, you gather all the team members and discuss the plan of action. Elus Moon Song commanded.

Having reached an agreement with the general, Udriit felt that he was full of strength and could strike iron for three days in a row. He ran out of the house in a hurry, found his fellow dwarves, and shouted in a loud voice, "Has that bastard of Aiglo woken up......?" Act with Mr. Nightingale. ”

"Nightingale also likes to brag, he said that he killed an Elder Bear, and learned the whereabouts of the relics from the mouth of Elder Bear, haha, but I like that guy. ”

The dwarves laughed too, but out of kindness and recognition. Dwarves are all fond of bragging, braggarts, and bragging people.

Agello, who had been pretending to be asleep and lazy, immediately got up from the leather cushion, his eyes widened, and he asked in surprise, "Mr. Nightingale said that the Elder Bear Monster told him about the Sacred Woman?"

"Isn't it...... The Elder Bear Monster can only 'ho, ho, ho', and can't speak the language of the Elven Empire. Uddrite pressed his red nose and said in a strange manner, "Elder Bear Monster knows the whereabouts of the holy relics? ”

The dragon hunter's performance caused another burst of laughter from the dwarves. Eglow Greybeard blew his beard and pointed at Udritte, scolding, "Only stupid dwarves with iron juice in their brains would think this is bragging...... There is a kind of bear monster elder who can awaken the bloodline memory, obtain ancient knowledge, and communicate with intelligent beings of the same level, that is, the seventh-order bear monster sacrifice, also known as the son of Usolo. If Mr. Nightingale had met the son of Ursolo, it would not have been surprising that he had learned the information about the female sacred object from his mouth. Because it was the Ancient Elven Empire Silver Moon Council that helped the Azotarians build the temple, it is at least tens of thousands of years from now!"

The noisy dwarves became silent. Udrite rubbed his red nose and muttered regretfully, "Mr. Nightingale doesn't like to brag...... I don't know, does he love tobacco and spirits?"

Elven warriors with very sharp ears surrounded him, and General Yuege asked solemnly, "Graybeard, you just said that the son of Ursolo of the 7th order can communicate with intelligent beings of the same level?"

A dwarven prophet must be a dwarven scholar, and to be precise, a wealth of knowledge is a prerequisite for an advanced prophet. Aglow's divination reading is at an apprenticeship level, but no one doubts his knowledge.

"It is to communicate with intelligent beings of the same level and above...... If Mr. Nightingale didn't brag, he was at least a seventh-order wisdom species. Aiglo said proudly.

"Lord Nightingale must be the son of the noble moon god...... "Angelis exclaimed with a sweet smile, "the holy moonlight guides Lord Nightingale to meet us. ”

Her Majesty the Empress is choosing an heir, and in a few decades a new Emperor will succeed him. For the High Elves who have lived a long life, a few decades is just enough time to complete the succession of thrones. At this time, Mr. Nightingale appeared, he was the son of the seventh-order moon god, and after receiving the blessing of the sun, he might be able to be promoted to the legendary eighth-order elf, which must be the consort of the next generation of empresses...... Her Majesty's husband in this generation is only a seventh-order elf...... Is all this really the will of the moon god?

Elus thought a lot, and her heart was faintly uneasy, and she frowned, and thoughtfully looked to the east of the forest, which was the direction of Silver Eagle City, where they had come.

In the evening, Victor dragged two fresh deer back to the abandoned camp on his hind legs, and the snowflakes could not fall on him. The elves and dwarves were gathered under an open-air canopy, looked at him with awe, met Victor's gaze, and immediately bowed their heads in respect.

Victor sensed something strange about the atmosphere, he didn't know what had happened, but he didn't care and walked under the other canopy. On the floor was a well-made wool carpet with a barbecue brazier with dry firewood, spices, salt, grease and a bucket of water for the barbecue.

These things were obviously specially prepared by the Silver Eagle Scouts for Mr. Nightingale.

Victor didn't say hello to the Silver Eagle Scout, untied his bow and arrows from his back, lit the firewood, and began to dispose of the hind legs of the deer with a bone knife on his own. He seldom prepares his prey himself, but the highest level of spiritual fire makes him extremely skilled in any manual work, and with a unique rhythmic beauty, he quickly cuts the fat hind leg of the deer into pieces of meat of the right size and thickness, and skewers them on iron skewers for barbecue.

Perhaps because of the peculiarity of the elves' spices, Victor's barbecue skills are not as miraculous as Caligula's, and he is satisfied with the food. After sliding ten skewers of venison, Victor continued to chop the skewers, and the tantalizing aroma spread to the canopy on the other side, causing the dwarven guards to snort.

Hunting on a snowy day was not easy, and Victor ran more than 300 kilometers to find a stag. The Silver Eagle Scouts had no one out hunting, so they could only nibble on the dry food they had brought with them, while watching the nightingale eat roast venison alone.

After a while, the diminutive halfling ran from the elf to Victor's canopy with a jar in his hand, and said cautiously, "Mr. Nightingale, I am Kiki, a gourmand from Silver Eagle City, and I want to present it to you with the broth I have stewed for you." ”

Seeing that the nightingale had no intention of refusing, Kiki quickly lifted the lid and presented the broth to him.

The soup in the clay pot is yellow and fragrant, and there is a stewed bird and a thumb-sized meat worm inside. The bird looked like a dove, but Victor recognized it as an old crow......

Forget about crow soup, what does bug mean...... Is the crow stewed in worm soup teasing me?

Of course, the pampered Lord Golden-Eyed would not taste the soup of crows and bugs, but the lonely wanderer Nightingale should not refuse the broth delivered to his door, whether it be a crow or a bug.

Victor imagined the crow as a pigeon and the meat worm as a sea cucumber, and savored a spoonful of warm soup under the expectant gaze of the halfling.

"It tastes good. Nightingale commented in a faint tone, thinking that the soup tasted really good.

...... It should be said that it is very delicious.

The halfling Qiqi was already smiling, pointing to the meat in the clay pot, and said earnestly: "Lord Nightingale, you should try this old crow, and this ice melon worm, oh yes, the ice melon worm is also called ice maggot, and it is a scavenger like the old crow." ”

X-3 hides his inner thoughts and finely manipulates his facial muscles to form a perfect smile, and Victor shows eight snow-white teeth to the halfling: "Good".