Chapter 50: Elves, Dragons, and Dwarves (Part II)
"Elemental elves?" This time Koshawar and the others were really taken aback, and even the dragon shopkeeper, who always couldn't wake up, raised his eyelids and looked up and down at the magical creature on Jonah's shoulder. Through the life contract, I can feel that the little boy is not lying, and the elf replied briskly in Jonah's surprise, "What are you talking about? I am not talking about ordinary help, but an important decision to involve the entire race in the war like the Second Ancient War, little girl, I don't know the society of the elemental elves, but everything should not be so simple......" The young man muttered.
The Moonlight Elf said triumphantly, "It's that simple. You'll understand when you get to the place. Where are we now?"
Jonah looked at Dictor pleadingly, and the pink-hat dwarf immediately puffed up his chest and replied, "Now the submarine ship St. Jonah is located in the southeast of the five islands of the North Continent, 'Monsoon Island', and is moving to the northwest, the captain of the ship...... Can I help you with your staff?...... Just for a moment, sir?"
"Ah, Monsoon Island, this hellish place is windy all year round, and it's a terrible place for skin care, and the only elves who live here are the earth elves who are covered in pimples!" The little girl stuck out her tongue, "Listen, Lady Ben's hometown is in the north, Star Island on the north side of Monsoon Island, which is also the location of the Supreme Council of the Elemental Elves." As long as you can reach the Emerald Tree in the middle of Star Island, the old lady can help you get everything!"
Jonah glanced at the dwarf, and the dwarf exclaimed, "Of course, the St. Jonah can bypass the lava river underground, burrow under the Emerald Tree, and rise to the surface, so that it can survive the monsoon and ice storms!" But no one knows the exact location of the Emerald Tree, some say it was destroyed in the Second Ancient War...... My lord, why don't I help you carry your satchel?"
The moonlight elf glanced at the dwarf and said unexpectedly, "Ahh
"Dwarves, dwarves!" Dictor immediately screamed angrily, "Don't compare us to that stinking creature!"
The little girl shook his legs: "Oh, oh, in the red, black, silver, blue, and pink five dwarf tribes, only you stupid things have survived to this day, and the manly spirit in the dwarven blood has all disappeared!
The dwarf's face was flushed with anger, his nostrils snorted with hot air, and he waved his little fists: "What are you talking about! You elemental elves haven't been destroyed by the forbidden magic all at once, and none of the elves have survived, only you little things that don't have a climate are left to wander around all day! If it weren't for the elemental elves giving up on themselves, how could they have mixed with human blood to form an impure species like the northern elves?"
"Fart!" the little girl shouted, "The northern elves have nothing to do with us, they have already originated long before the Second Ancient War!
"Elves are still alive?" Dictor said, stunned.
"Nonsense! At the level of the elf, of course there will be a way to save your life, is it just like the four dwarf tribes to hang up casually?" The moonlight elf raised the tip of his nose high, "Old lady, there are five elves I have personally seen, in front of them, all the strong people in this room add up to the same as the pork chop rice overnight!"
The pink-hat dwarf's face was red and white, and he held back a scream for a long time: "...... The dwarves don't die casually, the legacy left by the brother clan has been inherited by Ecbatana, and as long as the Volcano Nation exists, the name of the five dwarves will not perish! Their technology has been applied to the supreme steam puppet 'Fire Worshipper', this secret is unknown to no one except the Presbyterian Council of the Volcano Country!"
As soon as these words came out, the bare-ass dwarf clearly regretted it, he closed his mouth, looked left and right in horror, and quietly leaned over to Jonah's side and whispered, "Well, Lord Baron, can you use Lord Gilbernayon's space-time magic to turn the time back a minute......?"
"Aha!" the little girl pointed at the dwarf and shouted, "You told a secret that you can't tell, a capital crime!"
Dickor turned his face pale, turned his head stiffly, and saw a group of pink-hat dwarves swarming into the conference room under the leadership of the bearded elder, lifting Dictor up and turning around and running, "Oops, no, I just said casually, ......a
"Don't bully him, I'll come to you later!" Jonah yelled at the door, shook his head, and asked Koshava, "Teacher, you heard what the little boy said, this is a guarantee." β
Old man Koshawar said gloomily: "Of course. The Moonlight Elves are the royal family of the Elemental Elves, and the Supreme Council of the past dynasties has been presided over by the Moonlight Elves, and your evidence is very convincing. How did you get this moonlight elf, though? They have never been close to humans, let alone sat on a man's shoulder......"
"I'm a 'huh, baa, you're a' human old man!" the little boy called out sensitively: "I signed a life contract with this kid, how about it? Isn't it? Old lady, I am a model lady in the new era who respects the old and loves the young, robbing the rich and helping the poor, and I chose Jonah Boy for the sake of doing good deeds, why are you so wide, what are you doing?" she swooped into the air, stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers, and the air in front of her was immediately cut into pieces and spun up, it was the space attack magic "Spinning Candy Cube". "If you don't apologize to the old lady, I'll cut you into candy cubes and throw you to another dimension, old man!" the elf threatened, baring his teeth.
The baby-faced Bai Lang said, "This elf is so beautiful, I think I'm in love with her." β
Zhu Mo Qingshan sighed: "I don't agree with your aesthetics, President Bailang." In the textbook of mathematics and physics, a person should not be evaluated solely on the basis of appearance, but also on the numerology of the person. Miss Elf's numerology......"
"That's it, teacher. Jonah said, "Thank you, little girl, please go back and rest, I will ask you to come out and lead the way when we reach Star Island." He took out the glass jar and turned the cap. "Damn, yes!" The moonlight elf was suddenly startled: "If I return to the Emerald Tree, I can let the elf help me lift this damn seal, and I can regain my freedom! I can also completely get rid of this troublesome unlucky ghost......" She narrowed her eyes and glanced at Jonah, covered her mouth and laughed twice, waving her hand: "Okay, I'm going to sleep and worship!" Before the words fell, she swished into green light and flew back to the sealing jar.
"Bang bang bang. "The spinning sugar cube shattered on the Garo battle shield, and the uncontrolled space magic could not damage the defensive star array. Koshava, who was hiding behind his shield, had an unkind face: "I can't think of it, young man. ...... I need more evidence, though. β
"Of course, teacher. Jonah stood up and faced the "Green Bronze Cave" dragon shopkeeper: "Mr. Dragon, I need to contact the Black Dragon Lord Obosolom, is there any way?"
The shopkeeper raised his eyelids: "You ask me, the person chosen by the dragon god is you, not me!"
The 17-year-old nodded, "I know the dragon expects something from me, and I will respond appropriately." But I need a little help,--no, a little hint......"
The dragon shopkeeper yawned and pointed at his chest: "Haven't you always worn the token of the dragon god? The soul fluctuation of the black dragon king can penetrate the space and go straight to the dragon graveyard, where the lord is idle, have you forgotten the instructions of the dragon god?"
"I see. The young man held the necklace on his chest, which was one of the seven seals of the gods, which contained the soul of the Black Dragon King. "I'll get in touch with the lord right away and ask him to send a dragon to help me and give me a little time. Saying this to Koshava, Jonah closed his eyes, concentrating on the dragon's artifact.
β...... Enough!" Old man Koshawar suddenly shouted, "Stop acting, know what you're capable of!Gain the trust of elemental elves, dwarves, and dragons at the same time, that's what we want!But the mission of the Irion Alliance is much more than just discovering Irion City, we want to win the war! If we have the help of divine creatures......"
Jonah said, "You once said that if you get the strongest artifact, 'Olizongga', you can win the war, don't you?"
The seventh-level astrologer was immediately speechless. Baron Arivia then said, "Got it, Brother Jonah, we will respect your choice. But at least tell me why you want to resign as commander-in-chief?--I mean, we're good friends, just like friends chatting with each other......
Jonah nodded, "Thank you, Elder." I can't afford to lose my position as commander-in-chief now, because Pitchfork's fellows are about to board the airship and go here, and that's a quid pro quo that I have promised myself. But I have my own reasons for having to go to a place and do something. β
"Hmph, naΓ―ve!" Koshawar snorted heavily as he looked at his apprentice, and said dissatisfiedly: "The Arian Alliance is the hope of this world! You must know that we have the great responsibility of saving the world from the hands of the Brotherhood, young man! As long as there is a sense of responsibility, no one will run away, and those who leave at this time are cowards!"
That didn't touch Jonah in any way. "Save the world, yes, teacher?" the boy sighed softly, "Is this world really worth saving?...... For me, there's only one person to be saved, and that's the most important thing......"