Section 158 Strange Events
Section 158 Strange Events
"Now, the number of elves is only more than 5 million, compared to the number of hundreds of millions of human beings, we are barely able to protect ourselves, and it is impossible to make progress. However, if you can integrate the Star Elves together, then we can have more than a million more people at once, and when the time comes, at least we can ensure that the Elven Forest will not be disturbed for thousands of years!" Tiles then said: "His Majesty the Elven King asked me to tell you that he is willing to restore the traditions of the Elves tens of thousands of years ago and rule with you, that is, you can be on an equal footing with him, completely free from his constraints, and still have full authority over the Star Elves clan! When the time comes, he is even willing to give you the artifact moon wheel to take charge!"
"You're thinking too simply, aren't you?" Old Evil couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Do you think that by casually coming out of a person, you can unify these two powerful fighting races as the Star Elf Imperial Clan? Don't be kidding! Don't say anything else, let's just say that the Naga Clan, their relationship with the orcs is not much better than the relationship with your elves, can they abandon their current allies so easily and cooperate with those of you who have destroyed their entire clan? Anyway, I'm not as optimistic as you!"
"Hehe!" When Tieles heard this, not only was he not angry, but his eyes lit up, and he said in surprise: "It's really gratifying that you can have such a clear mind and far-reaching vision, and you really deserve to be a member of the elven royal family!" However, you don't know, in fact, after so many years of unremitting efforts, the hostility of the two tribes of the Star Elves, the Kraken and the Naga, has faded a lot, and even many years ago, the legendary prophet Natasha of the Naga tribe visited the Elven Forest and was warmly welcomed by His Majesty the Elven King and all of us!"
"Didn't His Majesty the Elven King plan to discuss this matter with her?" the old evil immediately asked curiously.
"Well, of course we discussed, but the legendary prophet at that time politely rejected His Majesty's proposal on the grounds of the Star Elf Royal Bloodline!" Tiles said regretfully, but he immediately said with a shock in his spirits: " But now, your presence has solved this problem, and as soon as your background is revealed, it will definitely cause a sensation immediately, and when the time comes, I am almost certain that both the Naga and the Siren, as long as their identity is confirmed, will definitely show something, if not completely obey you, at least show great respect to you on the surface. ”
"What's the use of superficial respect?" said the old evil with disdainful pouting.
"Of course it works!" Tieles immediately smiled: "Don't forget, the biggest advantage of our elves is that they have time, based on the bloodline of your elven royal family, at least a thousand years of life, in such a long time, you can use this respect with our help to slowly gain the real power of the two clans." Even if you can't, as long as your descendants are still there, we can continue, I don't believe it, with the bloodline of your elven royal family, coupled with our strong support, won't we be able to regain the orthodox rights of the star elf clan after thousands of years?"
"You've been thinking about it for a long time!" the old evil couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's even counted thousands of years later!"
"Hehe, no way, who told us to live a long life?" Tiles smiled slightly, and then said solemnly: "Your Excellency Stephen, I don't know what you think of His Majesty's proposal to the Elven King?"
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested!" the old evil shook his head and said: "The of fighting for power and profit, it's really too tiring, it's not interesting at all!
"Hehe!" Tieles didn't get angry, he still smiled generously, and then said confidently: "It's okay, Your Excellency Stephen, although you don't dare to be interested now, it doesn't mean that you won't be interested in the future, after all, you are only 16 years old now, and this is only a very short time for your long life." We've been waiting for tens of thousands of years, so naturally we don't care about this time. Rest assured, we are not in a hurry, and you can take your time. If one day, you figure it out and are willing to become the king of the Star Elves, then you can come to us. We are here to help you at any time!"
The old evil thought about it, anyway, this matter is not harmful to himself, so he nodded and said: "Okay, then I will make a note, if there is such a possibility in the future, I will remember to find you!"
"That's good!" Tieles immediately raised his glass, "I salute you and wish this day to come soon!"
What else could the old evil say? I had to smile bitterly and toast with him. Then the two let go of business and just talked about some things. Tiles speaks elegantly and wittily, and his 500-year-old experience is as profound as the sea, which is an eye-opener for the old evil. So much so that this time the wine was drunk to the pleasure of the guests and hosts, and finally drank until the night, and they reluctantly parted.
Since it was getting late, the old evil didn't bother to run back to the magic tower, so he simply went back to the Duke's palace and stayed overnight. His courtyard had now been replaced with a more spacious one, several in front and back, enough to accommodate 300 barbarians.
Although in the past, the Duke's Mansion made a lot of difficulties for the old evil under the suppression of the main mother, but now the old evil came back as a hero after all, and Huang Yanjing wanted to give him face, not to mention the main mother of the Duke's Palace. In this case, the old evil's original residence was too cold, and the old evil wrote in advance to explain Sven's identity, asking for a residence for Sven and his men. So naturally, the old evil was given one of the largest courtyards in the Duke's Palace, and the eldest son, who had lived here, was forced to move out.
On the way here, Sven knew that the old evil was actually his nephew. He is very satisfied with this nephew, not only because he likes the power of the old evil, but also because he likes the barbarian style of the old evil. In Sven's opinion, this nephew, who does not have the slightest aristocratic habits, is the most pleasing to the eye. In addition, the old evil surname is bold, and he treats his subordinates even more generously. Along the way, these people were allowed to eat as much as they could, and they were not forbidden to drink wine, and even gave them some leather armor and weapons. So much so that these 300 people were obedient to the sugar-coated shells of the old evil, and they almost didn't care about him calling him dad!
After the old evil returned, he found that the barbarians consciously set up sentry posts and took turns guarding their dormitories, which was a habit they had developed on the barbarian plateau. In that place where monsters are everywhere, if you don't want to become a monster in your sleep, you have to take turns to keep watch, and the slightest slack may kill the whole clan.
For their cautious spirit, the old evil was very satisfied, praised a few words, and sent the kitchen people to add food and wine to the sentry to reward them, and then they rested in the bedroom with peace of mind.
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Early the next morning, the old evil man conducted his morning exercise according to his custom, and measured his hands and feet with the group of barbarians in the courtyard. Without fighting spirit, he once again knocked over dozens of strong men.
After sweating profusely, the old evil and Sven began to enjoy their hearty breakfast together. Now he is a hero of the empire and a great hero of the family, the treatment is naturally different, the special chef has double digits, and the dishes he makes are not worse than those in the big hotel, and the old evil eats crookedly!
However, just when the old evil man was eating, a miserable scream like killing a pig came from the main courtyard next to him, and the old evil knew that it was the place where the fat man lived, the best and most luxurious place in the Duke's Palace. The fat man likes to be clean, and usually the servant doesn't dare to walk fast, for fear of disturbing him, why is someone calling him that today?
With curiosity, the old evil killed breakfast in twos and twos, and beckoned Sven to watch the excitement together. After turning a few corners, the old evil walked into the fat man's yard, and at first glance, he saw an extremely strange scene.
I saw a person tied to a big tree in the courtyard of the fat man, who was the titular eldest prince of the Duke's Palace, the bastard with a little white face. The fat man stood aside and whipped him with a leather whip.
This is definitely a beating to death, and I saw that the little white face was almost full of blood marks all over his body, especially on his face, the blood marks on the horizontal and vertical almost made him break his appearance, no wonder this guy screamed like killing a pig.
It's strange for the old evil to see this, although this kid is not born to the fat man, and his life experience has also lost a lot of people to the fat man. But after all, he is the emperor's sister's biological child, and his small mouth is also sweet, and he usually knows how to make the fat man happy, if he hadn't framed little Stephen by his mother, his relationship with the fat man would still be good. But anyway, as the apparent son-in-law, his status in the family has always been above the old evil, and he has a knighthood. Even if the fat man is angry with him, he will only scold him at most, and it will definitely not be to the point of being trapped and beaten to death?
What the hell is going on? The old evil suddenly thought viciously in his heart, 'Could it be that this little white face cuckolded him Lao Tzu? That's why he made the fat man angry like this?'
(To be continued)