On the elven side, His Majesty Serlandis gave carte blanche to his youngest son, the little prince Leglas.

On the mercenary group's side, Commander Lin He also appointed Deputy Head Legles as the plenipotentiary representative for this negotiation for the first time.

After this operation, it was Legolas's turn to be completely confused. And looking at the expressions of these two initiators, it seems that the losses on that side have nothing to do with themselves.

This is not the result I wanted, I originally wanted to give my lovelorn group leader a little surprise, but now the surprise has turned into a fright, and the one who dug the pit has become buried.

Maybe he wasn't born to his father, or maybe he robbed the girlfriend of the head of the group, or how could these two catch themselves and die alone.

"Captain Lin, can we go out for a walk?"

Since he has nothing to do, Lin He is very happy to have a good chat with His Majesty the King. Of course, among the people chatting were the orc Mululu patriarch, and the dwarven clan's two patriarchs, Calais and MiG.

Nodding to Deputy Captain Ross in the crowd, he motioned to help poor Deputy Captain Leglas. Everyone walked out of the small courtyard of the MiG patriarch, the headquarters of the Dwarf Iron and Steel Group, and walked towards the valley mouth in front.

The rest of the entourage followed behind the five from a distance, leaving enough space for Lin He and them to talk. Everyone knows that only these bigwigs are qualified to participate in the next conversation, and the content of the chat must be confidential.

"Captain Lin, you are really young!" The conversation began, and first he threw over a high hat and belt, and His Majesty Serrandis seemed to be a very personable old man.

"Your Majesty, you've won the prize!"

For the elven clan, Lin He also knows a little bit, and with the existence of Leglas, some of the information is still very credible.

In general, the elves are considered to be rich among the 100,000 natives of the Great Mountains. While the other races were still racking their brains to find a way to fill their stomachs, the elves had already taken up the art of leisure.

Among the handicrafts that have been handed down to the human world, the works of the elves have always been luxury ornaments that the upper class has been competing for.

But precisely because the elves take the high-end route, it takes a lot of energy to figure it out. Therefore, it has also caused the population of the elf race, which has always been the smallest group among the main natives of the 100,000 mountains.

Counting the various inbred branches, there are only two or three million people in the whole clan.

This time, the elves set up with the mercenary group are all handsome trading companies, and they mainly sell all kinds of handicrafts, high-end brewed wine, honey and other high value-added products.

So, in general, the elves take the upper route and play luxury. Something cares about quality, not quantity.

"I wonder if Your Majesty has any advice?" Lin He looked at His Majesty Serlandis beside him, and sincerely asked this partner to have something to say, everyone here is a rough person, and turning too many corners is easy to cause misunderstanding.

"Captain Lin, our elf clan, this cooperation with your group is here with great sincerity." Also as an old fox accustomed to seeing big scenes, His Majesty Serlandis first set a tone for the cooperation between the two sides.

"If you wish, so do we!"

"Therefore, this time we will fully support the side of Head Lin, personnel, funds, etc." His Majesty Thorlandis threw his own side of the chips.

"I wonder what Your Majesty needs us to do?" The little fox said yes, and then began to prepare for the bargain.

"Don't worry, Captain Lin, I wonder if you're interested in hearing about the history of our elf clan?" Smiling at the young human leader in front of him, Thrandis changed his words and talked about seemingly irrelevant matters.

"I want to hear about it!"

"Captain Lin, you also know that the elven race was a civilized race that was not inferior to humans in ancient times." It's a bit of a long way off.

But Lin He still decided to patiently listen to His Majesty's introduction. After all, this is a rare opportunity to learn some of the secrets of the elves.

It took an hour for His Majesty Serlandis to finish explaining this heavy history.

And Lin He also heard that in the history of the elves that have been inherited for tens of thousands of years, it has always been the eternal dream of the elves to walk out of the 100,000 mountains and integrate into the mainstream society of the mainland.

But this dream is too cruel for the elves who are no longer brilliant.

In the current Middle-earth world, human beings have created an incomparably splendid civilization with these tens of millions of people. Firmly occupy the most fertile and suitable land on the mainland.

After thousands of years of continuous degeneration, the elves have lost the ability to walk out of the mountains.

As the wisest king of the elves in history, Thrlandis also knew that it would be difficult for the elves to achieve this goal on their own.

I gave up the scramble and chose to integrate. King Thralandis and the other high-ranking people hope that the elves will be able to integrate into the human side and become part of the mainstream society.

It can be said that this strategy of His Majesty the King is moderate and has the best chance of being realized. Although the current human society is still somewhat rejecting non-human races.

"Your Majesty, I can understand what you want to do, and frankly, I personally welcome you to go out of the mountains and live together in this land that belongs to the intelligent races of the whole continent. But what I hope is that the elves can keep their hearts under your leadership. Lin He thought about it in his heart for a moment and gave his attitude.

"Captain Lin really didn't disappoint us, frankly speaking, if you generously agreed to us, it made us wary." Lin He's statement dispelled the last of His Majesty's doubts about Cellandis.

"I think this is also the common aspiration of our other indigenous races!" His Majesty Serlandis looked at the other patriarchs beside him who were about to stop talking, and knew that it was time to express it.

"Referring to the cooperation ideas of the elf clan, I can promise the cooperation of all the patriarchs here."

The Mululu patriarch on the orc's side, after nodding his head heavily, entered a meditative state again. The two patriarchs, Calais and MiG, stood up together and made a formal shoulder salute to Lin He.

Years later, this tribal conversation was forever recorded in the history books of the empire. There are countless different versions of the details of the time, which have fed a large number of historical researchers in later generations.

"In addition, our 100,000 mountains don't just have our major races, I wonder if Captain Lin can give other races a chance?" After talking, and seeing that it was almost time for lunch, His Majesty Serlandis hurriedly asked the last question.

"Your Majesty, you say!"

"Don't hide it from Captain Lin, this will be the Woking Chieftain of the Troll Clan, and the Black Spirit Patriarch of the Lich Clan are visiting my camp, I wonder if Captain Lin is interested in meeting him!"