No malice

Of course, Eren couldn't ask what was going on, and the most she had heard from the snow elves was that a monster sent by Windhelm had attacked the village a few days ago.

After a few days in the village, the Snow Elf's village chief finally found time to meet with the three of them.

On the open platform outside the most beautiful tree in the village, outside the most exquisite and elegant treehouse, the village chief set aside all the guards and decided to ...... with three To be exact, it's a good conversation.

"Well, you're much younger than the young people I've heard of, and it's not easy for a kid of your age to know so much. ”

The village chief of the snow elves does not have the mean temperament of a typical snow elf at all, but is like a kind old man who is happy to know his fate. Perhaps it had been a very serious blow recently, and he sat down at the table in the twilight, as if he was about to die at any moment.

In fact, he was not a Snow Elf but a High Elf, and it was inconceivable that a High Elf would take on such a role in a Snow Elf village.

"Where, I just read the high school textbook a few months in advance and am interested in modern military weapons. It's you, it's also remarkable that you have lost all your money after exhausting the organs. 」

"Hey house cat, you seem to have been too aggressive lately. ”

"Contrary to rumors, you don't seem to be a friendly person. But it's also ...... After all, I'm from the Ivy League, and it's not incomprehensible that you have ill will towards me. But, I swear to Krillon that I have no ill will towards you, can you hear a little bit of my story?"

Laughing at the sarcasm of the happy encounter, the Snow Elf village chief Intil began to tell a long story.

For Intil, who has lived for nearly 300 years, a 100-year journey may be a flick of a finger at best, but for most people, it's a massive 100-episode TV series with a huge water content. Coupled with the fact that the old man's story will always unconsciously turn into sighing about something and recalling such and such feelings, I guarantee that this is definitely a "little" listening to it that lasted for nearly a whole night.

To sum it up in a few hundred words, this high elf experienced various tragedies in middle age, a kingdom of elves with no relatives left in the south was framed and exiled to the north. Then, because of his good character, strength and prestige, he led a group of snow elves to settle here. After that, he had several chances for revenge, but he gave it up for various reasons. He then joined the Ivy League, and remained in it after its transformation, for the sake of the technology that suddenly appeared in the hands of the druid from another world who suddenly appeared in the Ivy League. It was definitely an epoch-making technology, and it was definitely the technology that could bring another future to Golantia, and it was also the technology that would allow him to take revenge easily and smoothly.

"So you make a lot of guns?"

"I stole blueprints from the Ivy League and built a large number of firearms, only to be harassed by the outer organizations of Stormhelm City, and confronted by the demons who were called by the Ivy to take revenge on me. ”

"Ivy actually called out to the demons of the lower realms? It's too dangerous for you to do this! How many people will die because of this!"

Eren exclaimed, still having the lowest respect for the Ivy League in her heart, but now she found that the organization was much worse than she had ever imagined.

"Just stealing the blueprints isn't worth their revenge on you, what did you do?"

Intil smiled bitterly, then pulled out a sheepskin scroll from his bosom.

"That's their secret, and I stole this by the way...... You know, mages are always curious in one way or another. ”

He spread out a yellowed parchment scroll, a scroll of magical power written from mysterious runes with special patterns.

Spell scrolls are spells that are stored in writing, and spells on the scroll can only be used once, after which the text on the scroll will disappear. Generally, scrolls would be made of high-grade paper or vellum, about the size of modern note-taking paper, and each scroll would have at least one spell stored on it, but each additional one would increase the length of the scroll by a foot. These are strengthened with thin strips of leather at the top and bottom of the paper, longer scrolls with thin rods, longer ones that break easily, and usually don't have too many spells written on a single scroll.

To prevent wrinkles and tears, the scrolls are curled inwards from the ends into two cylinders, which are then placed into rings made of wood, metal, and even higher-grade materials.

And this one doesn't seem to be very well preserved, and the scrolls are about to break. Most of the scrolls are marked with a magic emblem to indicate the spells or traps stored inside, and this one has a blank back on it.

"Happy meeting, are you ready to 'read magic'?"

In order not to trigger the spell inside, it is necessary to have an extremely high ability to recognize spells or use the Tier 0 spell "Reading Magic", otherwise the scroll may be triggered or damaged directly.

And after Xi Xiangyu performed the "reading magic" to interpret the scroll for a moment, he looked up and sighed deeply.

"Well, when I saw you copying gunpowder with creation ten days ago, I discovered that my ability to innovate and integrate is probably worse than yours, and now it seems that this is indeed the case. 」

This scroll does not contain any existing mage spells, but new spells that can directly summon firearms, which are obviously spells made by the members of the Ivy League. Moreover, the level of this spell is unusually low, and it is enough to cast it with only a 2-level spell casting ability.

This means that a Tier 2 mage doesn't need to prepare anything, and can easily slaughter a large number of other professions of the same tier with only the summoned guns.

Even if the guns created by this spell are not enough to deal effective damage in high-end power, at least Ivy Mages can easily kill non-caster enemies by crossing tiers 1 or 2 in normal times.

This thing is definitely a secret spell that has been heavily guarded, but Intil was able to steal it, which forced Xi Xiangyu to re-examine the strength of this aging elf.

"Shouldn't we be proud to be praised by you? Unfortunately, this is not a spell we created, but someone from the same earth as you. He's really a partial talent, as long as it can be used as a weapon, he can easily study it and change it. ”

"What's his name, where is he, what is his purpose, how can I find him, and why are you showing me this scroll?" 」

"Huh...... I don't know him well enough. And this scroll is of course for you, but ...... I have one condition. ”

The high elf struggled to stand up and pulled out another object from his arms, which in the eyes of the happy encounter was clearly a magical item with a strong necromantic aura.

Sensing the high elf's thoughts, Kiyo immediately pulled out the holy sword of the paladin, swinging it to cut off the arm he was holding the necromantic magic item.

But it was too late, and the High Elf activated the magic item, which exploded in its place.

"The Outsider has killed Intil!"

At the same time, the roar of the snow elves sounded out of nowhere, and then the treehouse was surrounded by snow elves.