Chapter 7 The North is complete
A few days later, surrounded by the Flying Seven-Colored Deer and the Sara tribe, Rog began to make his way to the Elven city of Green Sea, the seat of the Elven House and the Elven Temple.
Now he's got the power of an oracle. The seven elders of the two clans were all dispatched, accompanying Rogge and chatting with him. All the elves were secretly talking about Rogge, looking at him with awe and awe.
In that battle, Rogge's unpredictable power completely conquered the proud elves.
Rogge's method of sealing the Bone Dragon and the Flame Bone Demon is completely beyond the common sense of the elves, they really can't tell whether this is martial arts or magic, even the most powerful undead creature like the Bone Dragon can seal it with one finger, this can only be described as a miracle!
When the battlefield was cleaned afterwards, the place where the orc leader fell also made many elves linger and be in awe.
The power of the burning spear was the strongest warrior of the two clans, Huron, who asked himself, and he knew that if he didn't block it, he couldn't hide it. He thought about the strong people in the elven clan, and it seemed that no one could have such power.
When Fengyue struck the power of the 'Demon Lotus Spear', it was enough to pierce through the green dragon Trirenchet, and now she has swallowed the divine power of Karayang and Chrisma, and she naturally overwhelmed the audience. It's just that she deliberately emitted a strong light, so that no one could see her clearly, so that some elves even thought that Shiloh had personally descended to the world.
Although the elders are not so naΓ―ve, they all know that the belief in particularly pious high priests, oracles and other characters can often communicate directly with the gods, so they have special magic or magical skills with great power. Now in the eyes of the elven elders, Rogge is indeed a divine envoy. As for why Shiloh chose a human race as an oracle, the elders slowly chatted with him and understood a little. The gods make the adults talk, they are knowledgeable and extraordinary, and they often point to the shortcomings of the elven clan for a hundred years in understatement, which often makes the elf elders feel that they are suddenly opened.
After Rogge showed his "great power", in the eyes of the elf elders, this ordinary fat face became more and more wise. The Divine Envoy also let go of his reserve, occasionally describing the prospects of the elven race to the elven elders, and more intentionally or unconsciously promised many vague benefits about the future status of the two races. The seven elders were excited, especially the prospect of opening up a new era for the elves, as the Divine Envoy had pointed out. The old guys have lived too long, and they are no longer particularly enthusiastic about power, and what they value is whether they can leave their names in the annals of history.
With the Divine Envoy, this kind of chance is greatly increased!
Androni was riding on the 'Dragon Horse' and was laughing with the many little beauties of the elves. Although she always feels weird about this created Ryoma, Ryoma is really stylish, and it is too suitable for her flamboyant surname. While chasing the orcs, her whole body turned into blue lightning, like a ghost, and in a matter of moments, dozens of orc warriors fell under her sword.
With such swordsmanship and such a look, she immediately became the object of countless elf girls' pursuit.
The Sara maidens who are in charge of the arts are reserved and shy, while the fast-growing 'Flying Seven-Coloured Deer' tribe is much more enthusiastic and bold. A group of elf girls surrounded Androni, chattering, but they all behaved elegantly and beautifully, which was really beautiful. When Rogge occasionally sneaks a peek over, he will always have a lot of thoughts and a rising lust, and he needs to work hard to control it so as not to show his pervert's tail.
On the mountain in the distance, a man and a dragon were watching the marching elven procession from afar.
The Gregorians stood, flicking their tails in boredom.
Fengyue stood in front of it, the wind blowing her gray robe, occasionally revealing a patch of snow-white pink skin. Her long mirror-like hair weighed like a thousand equals, and there was not a trace of fluttering in the wind.
Compared to the huge and terrifying bone dragon, Fengyue was so petite, as tender as a bud that had just bloomed. But the bone dragon was very respectful to her.
"Master, that woman is rarely alone, and we have been following them for two days, but we have not found a chance to do it. Master, does she have to be?"
"Of course. β
"I really don't understand, can you give me a little point?"
"Gregory, you'll understand when the time comes. You are much smarter than the Flame Bone Demon, and you will need to learn more from this world in the future, so that you can help me sooner. By the way, tell the Flame Bone Demon to keep an eye on the Black Warriors and see if there's anything to come into contact with them. β
Although he heard a lot of praise for the 'Green Sea' along the way, Rogge knew that these praises were so pale before he actually stood in this magical elven capital.
The towering ancient trees are tightly arranged together, forming a natural city wall with a radius of more than ten miles. The natural tree wall with a height of tens of meters can only be described as magnificent.
The Green Sea has a history of nearly 1,000 years and was built by the Forest Light tribe. The House of Elders and the Great Temple of the Elves, which were founded after the defeat of the Elves in the Great War, are also located here.
The gates of the 'Green Sea' opened widely, and a team of elven knights greeted them. The knight at the head was extremely powerful, and all the elders recognized him as the leader of the guards of the Elder's House. He said in a cold, emotionless voice, "The House of Elders has learned of the arrival of the Elders and Lord Rogge in the Green Sea. Grand Elder Elwin was very pleased with the presence of the Elders. This Mr. Rogge was also invited by the House of Elders to attend the special session of the House of Elders in the afternoon. β
Rogge and the Elven Elders glanced at each other, puzzled by the cold attitude of the Green Sea.
Elder Fili had already sent someone to inform the House of Elders in the Green Sea, expecting that there would be a grand welcoming ceremony, but the House of Elders had only sent a guard to lead him, which made him very uncomfortable. What made him and Rogge feel that the atmosphere was even more wrong was that the 'Green Sea' was heavily guarded, and it was also called Mr. Rogge, not an oracle. This is a subtle indication that the Green Sea did not recognize Rogge's status as an oracle.
Fili, Sara, and the other seven elders who had witnessed Rogge's 'miracles' were all furious, and their faces were pale. Rogge was nervous, realizing that something must have gone wrong. Even if there is a struggle for power and profit among the various races of elves, his own divine envoy should belong to the party that should definitely be wooed, and it is impossible to come up and give himself such a look and set up an enemy for no reason.
Standing in front of the fifteen-meter-high gate of the 'Green Sea', Rogge hesitated. This is different from the territory of the Sara people, and once you enter the city, it will not be easy to escape.
"What is the old saying? If you don't go into the tiger hole, you can't get the little tiger cubs!" the fat man gritted his teeth and stepped into the gate of the green sea.
The heavy gates slowly closed behind him.
The green sea is full of flowers, grass, trees, and butterflies flying. In the center of the city is an ancient elven tree that is hundreds of meters tall and is said to have grown for thousands of years. The Elven Ancient Tree slowly transported its vast and incomparable magic power to every corner of the green sea.
The green sea is always like spring all year round, spotless.
The Great Elven Temple was built under the Elven Ancient Tree. At different times, the elven buildings formed by the natural growth of plants, the whole temple is made of white marble, which is luxurious and elegant, and the momentum is magnificent.
The House of Elders is built next to the Great Temple of the Elves, but it is made of dark brown boulders, which looks solemn and oppressive.
The Council Hall of the House of Elders is extremely large and a very standard circle. Around the hall there is a circle of seats, which are raised in turn. Eighty-one elders sat in it, looking sparse.
Rogge, surrounded by the seven elders, including Fili and Sarah, also sat down. More than a dozen elders around came over to say hello, obviously always friendly with the two clans. However, most of the elders had unconcealed surprise on their faces, surprised at how the 'Flying Seven-Colored Deer' and the Sara clan, a pair of sworn enemies, could sit together.
Although the tribe was weak, Elder Sara had a high status. This stems from the respect he has for his insistence on preserving the cultural heritage of the elves. It was Elwin, the Grand Elder of the House of Elders from the 'Forest Light' tribe, who announced the opening of the special meeting of the House of Elders, and he immediately stood up, stepped onto the podium and began to attack.
"Brothers, I, Sarah, have witnessed the development of the elves for hundreds of years! But now I wonder if the elves, who are elegant, noble, possessed of noble character and devout faith, should abandon their faith in Shiloh?"
The elders began to discuss, and a considerable number of elders looked at the angry Elder Sara suspiciously.
Elder Erwin was dressed in white robes, and his graceful demeanor and demeanor were enough to be an example for any elf. He obviously knew what Sara was referring to, but he asked without knowing it, "My dear brother Sarah, I have always been as strong in my faith in Shiloh as you are. What makes you so angry?"
Elder Sara said in a loud voice, "As we all know, our Sara tribe has had a feud with the 'Flying Seven-Colored Deer' tribe, and it has been very difficult to resist the orc tribe over the years. The battle with the orcs at the Sara Pass four days ago was the first time that our Sara clan had fought alongside the warriors of the Seven-Colored Deer. Although we dispatched griffons and seven-colored deer dispatched all the wetland wyverns, this time, we almost lost. β
There was a buzz in the council hall, and it was clear that there were many elders who had not yet received news of the battle at the Sara Pass.
One of the elders asked in a loud voice, "With griffons and wetland wyverns, why can't they deal with filthy orcs?"
Elder Fili stood up and said, "Yes, my brother, this time the orc attack is not the same as before. Not only did they have leaders, they had organizations, they had shamans, they also had agreements with the devil. The orcs even summoned a bone dragon!"
"Shiloh is on top, is it really a bone dragon?"
"Bone Dragon!" the elders in the council hall shouted.
Grand Elder Erwin shouted a few times before resuming the order of the Elders' House.
After everyone was quiet, Elder Sara said, "Yes, it's the most evil undead, the Bone Dragon! It killed the three Wetland Wyverns in an instant!"
There was another exclamation in the House of Elders. Although most of the credit for killing the three wetland wyverns should be credited to the head of the Flame Bone Demon, where is it as well-known as a bone dragon. Elder Sara is a master of the arts, and a part of the arts, exaggeration is allowed, and Elder Sara is a good at this.
"But we have won in the end!" exclaimed Elder Sarah, "and it was thanks to Rog, the Venerable Divine Envoy of Shiloh, who demonstrated the power of God's might, sealed the Bone Dragon, and slain the orc leader, that we finally defeated the Orcs!" he reaffirmed the poet's temperament.
Three elders were present to witness the miracles of the oracle. But," Elder Sara paused, and roared angrily, "when we were leading the noble oracle to the Green Sea, the House of Elders had sent only one guard to lead us, and arrogantly informed us that we would hold a meeting in the House of Elders in the afternoon!
Now, Elder Sara has fully transformed into a fighter.
Rogge observed carefully, there were more than two dozen elders with gloomy faces, and most of the elders were at a loss.
"Is there such a thing? Grand Elder Elwin, there is nothing in your notice to us that the Divine Envoy is coming. β
"Has the oracle come, who is it?"
There was another commotion in the council hall.
Elder Sara's face turned red with excitement, and he pointed at Rogge and said loudly, "This is the Divine Envoy, Venerable Lord Rogge!"
Rogge stood up at the right time and bowed slightly to the elders.
An elder behind Erwin stood up and said in a loud voice: "This Mr. Rog, I can't be sure that he is the oracle! How could Shiloh choose a human race to be the oracle? How can the human race guide the noble elven race, this is simply blasphemous!"
Elder Fili also stood up and said angrily, "Elder Kamalaxiu, are you doubting the wisdom and judgment of our seven elders? Is it okay to joke about such a major event as the return of a thousand years and the identity of a divine envoy! Although the 'Forest Light' is the largest tribe of elves, it is not possible to do whatever it wants in everything!"
Camarasius said coldly, "I didn't say that God made this a joke. It's just that the return of the millennium is related to the fate of the entire elf race, and the divine envoy is the key to it, and it is by no means careless. If you are deceived, what is it good to do?"
"Kamalasius, you are so rampant, you dare to doubt the identity of the Divine Envoy!"
"I don't doubt it, but I just need to be cautious about making sure of this big thing. β
There was a lot of noise in the solemn elder's house, and the elegant elves were now completely out of grace and arguing loudly, and many old tribal trivialities were turned over as an excuse to attack each other. Only Rogge sat calmly, smiling and not saying a word. Now that fanatical believers are charging for him, where is the need for him to take the lead?
'Morning Light of the Forest' is the most noble restaurant in the 'Green Sea', and from its private rooms on the fourth floor, you can see the Tree of Life, the Great Temple of Elves, and the House of Elders. The room is decorated with a magic circle formed by several flowers and trees. It's simple, but it's ingenious. Under the power of magic, a gentle breeze blows through the room. No matter what the weather is outside, it's always the same inside.
The iron pear wood dining table in the center of the house is a precious and ancient work of art, carved with reliefs that celebrate the glorious history of the elves before the millennium war. The entire table was magically blessed, glowing with a faint dark red glow. The precious magic is used to keep the table long, and if the human magician sees it, he will be saddened by the waste of the elves.
This room has always been reserved for the noblest people of the elves, and sometimes it is used to entertain very important dignitaries. In the room, Frey is reclining back in his chair, sipping his old wine. Sitting next to him was an old man who looked like a magician, dressed strangely and luxuriously, with a glorious face.
"Lord Frey, as you expected, that impostor oracle actually came to the Green Sea. Now that he's here this time, it's not so easy to leave. According to our people's observations, that false envoy is only a magician of about the tenth level, I really can't imagine that he has such a big courage to dare to plot against the real oracle. But, Lord Frey, Carmela was killed, is she really an oracle?"
Frey pondered for a moment before he spoke, "Mr. Bragg, your suspicions are not unfounded. In fact, I've been wondering about it for the past few days. Carmela, however, met with my father, presented evidence of the oracle, and asked the Northern Druid League to provide her with asylum. The identity of her oracle was confirmed by her father, and although I don't know what the evidence is, my father could not be mistaken. β
"I think," Prague carefully chosen, after all, the wrath of the sky was a god-like existence to them. And in the glorious age of God, there was never a case where an oracle was killed before the oracle could be completed. "Could it be that Lord Sky Fury has other arrangements in this?"
Frey sighed and said, "Father-in-Majesty has left the Central Mountains and returned to the City of Cloudnight. So, I can't ask him now. But in any case, we can't let this impostor fish in the troubled waters of the elves! It took us druids hundreds of years to gradually control the elves, and this time we must not allow this person to destroy!"
"But it looks like this impostor is not easy! he has at least two elven tribes in control. What do you think about this, Mr. Prague?" Frey looked intently at the old man, patiently awaiting an answer.
Prague said slowly: "Judging from the information in our hands, although the Sala tribe and the seven-colored deer together have less than 7,000 people, there are still more than a dozen elven tribes that are not in our control, with a total population of more than 60,000. So, at worst, this fake oracle will have these 60,000 elves in his hands. Now, we don't know what the purpose of this oracle is, so we should not take it lightly. β
Frey nodded, looked at the House of Elders from afar, and took a sip of the wine in his hand.
"Elder Prague, soon we will know what his purpose is. With me Frey here, it's not so easy for him to fish in troubled waters. However, if he is smart enough, we will let him turn this divine envoy from false to true, and there is nothing wrong with it! Now the elven elves must have quarreled in the elven elder's house, but I didn't expect that the elves, who have always claimed to have firm beliefs and noble temperaments, would also put the oracle aside in the face of interests! Hahaha! Although we have provided them with enough excuses. β
Prague stroked the neatly combed beard on his lips and said slowly: "The road of returning for a thousand years is by no means easy. Judging by the words of the dead ghost Carmela, this holy place is likely to be in the Chichinako Mountains in the far west. It's a thousand miles away from the central mountain range. Of these 200,000 elves, it is not easy for 10,000 to reach the Holy Land. If I am the elven patriarch, I am afraid that I will also have to think carefully about whether I will put the lives of most of the people in it for the sake of an ethereal legend. β
"Yes, sir. It's a shame to have so many elves sent to their deaths. Maybe we can make good use of this impostor, this guy is a talent, and hopefully he can see the situation clearly and not be stupid enough to be our enemy. The meeting of the House of Elders seemed to be coming to an end, and I thought I should go and see the oracle and teach him a lesson. β
"Lord Frey, although according to the detection, that fake divine envoy only has about ten levels of magic power, you still have to pay attention to your own safety!" Bragg said visibly.
"A level 10 magician?" Frey laughed, "I'll be careful not to hurt him." β
The druid's magic system is very different from the magic that magicians are used to. But unlike the mage's weak body, the druid's magic resistance and force are much higher. For example, a druid like Frey, who has reached level fourteen, will give most magicians a headache after wearing a full set of magical protective equipment.
The elven elders had been arguing in the Elders' House for an entire afternoon without result. Although Sara and Filip's side were outnumbered, they gradually gained the upper hand in the argument. They have too much evidence that Rogge is an oracle. The fat man was exactly as described in the prophecy, and he mentioned all the same characteristics in the prophecy. And many of the spirits witnessed the miracles he had shown. But the 'Forest Light' tribe is also confident, and although it is gradually falling behind in terms of reasoning, it still does not give in. The afternoon passed quickly, and at last Elder Erwin had to declare the meeting over and reconvene the meeting.
One by one, the elders came out of the House of Elders. It had not been such a heated and lively debate in the House of Elders for many years, and all the elven elders were excited. After walking out of the House of Elders, the high-pitched debates still rang out from time to time.
Surrounded by Fili, Sarah, and others, Rogge went down to the retreat for the elven elder-level figures. The fat man secretly sighed in his heart, "I really didn't expect that the elves would be such hierarchical creatures!"
"Doesn't that mean that for the sake of the superior, you can make a lot of unreasonable demands on your subordinates?" The fat man couldn't help but think crookedly again.
Frey stood on the side of the road with his hands in his hands, chatting and laughing casually with his two men. His sharp eyes glanced at Rog who was walking in this direction from time to time. In the eyes of Frey, who has always been clean, this god has an abominable face and a bloated body, and the light of a small pair of eyes flashes clearly in a lust-obsessed light. If he hadn't known that this liar had done something earth-shattering, he would have looked away and classified Rogge as incompetent.
In addition to the seven elders, Rogge and his party also had four or five guards. The 'Green Sea' has always been a place of peace, and the guards are only used to show their status, and they don't need much.
In the blink of an eye, the group was in front of Frey. Frey looked up to the sky and let out a long laugh, stepped forward, and reached out to Rogge!
Suddenly, a blue shadow flashed in front of his eyes!
It turned out that when Androni saw Rogge coming out of the Elder's House, she pulled out of the elf girl pile and followed Rogge silently. The elven girls were unwilling, but when they saw many elders walking with Rogge, they stuck out their tongues, and did not dare to offend, so they said goodbye to Androni loudly and left in a hurry.
Frey was struck by lightning, and Mu Li was on the spot.
Rog gave Frey a strange look. This man is tall and handsome, with a little sense of desolation that has gone through Cangsang, and he stands simply and majestically. It's just that for some reason, he laughed three times inexplicably, and then took a step forward, and suddenly became dumbfounded and looked like an idiot.
The fat man sighed in his heart, how could such a heroic figure be an idiot?
Rogge and the others went far away, but Frey still looked like an idiot and didn't move.
"Mistress Frey!Mistress Frey!" Frey's men cried out in a low voice, extremely worried.
"Ahh
"Did I see a ghost just now?"
"My lord, how can there be undead creatures in the elven city!" Frey had a lot of strength, and he was a little breathless to carry his men. A fourteenth-level druid must be a very powerful warrior at the same time!
"So it's a person who just walked by?"
"Of course, sir!"
"Am I not dazzled?"
"Your eyesight, my lord, is very good. β
Frey nodded, and laughed a few more times. Suddenly, he remembered something again, and reached out and twisted it his hand. The subordinate groaned and screamed.
"Does it hurt?" Frey asked with concern.
"My lord, it hurts...... It hurts to death. "The men's faces are almost purple.
"So, I'm not dreaming?"
"You...... Of course you're not dreaming, you're so awake!" his subordinate squeezed out the words with cracked teeth.
Frey paused for a moment, then burst into a wild laugh. After a while, he laughed, and when he looked around, there were already many elves watching. His old face was flushed, he lowered his head and hid his face, squeezed out of the crowd, and regardless of his two subordinates, he slipped away in a hurry.
Both men also hid their faces, and hurried after Frey, until there was no one, and then they complained quietly.
"It seems that the adult's mistake has been done again. β
"yes, alas, it hurts me. Adults want to know if they are dreaming and why they are pinching me!"
"Alas, I hope your Excellency will not miss the great event of the Great Druid this time. However, I really didn't expect there to be such a beautiful man in this world!"
"If he changes into women's clothes, it will be really amazing!"
"Yes, even I'm a little moved! You say, if he takes off his clothes, these two big white legs will stretch out like this......"
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That night, Frey hurriedly sent the elders of the 'Forest Light' tribe who had come to talk to him, and despite the resolute opposition of Prague and his men, he went to visit the House of Elders at night, saying that he wanted to have a good talk with the false envoy. Now even Prague knows what his purpose for going to Rogge is, and he is naturally afraid that he will have a problem and break something big.
However, Frey was so stubborn that he became so angry that Prague could not do so, so he took two of his right-hand men and went with Frey to visit the Elder's House at night.
The seven elven elders were all sitting in Rog's room, and they were scolding the 'Forest Light' in unison with righteous indignation, and the eighteen elders of the tribe, whether or not they spoke in the Elders' House in the afternoon, were not spared, and even some old scandals were exposed, so as to prove that these old guys were not good things hundreds of years ago. Sara and Fili cursed, but knew that the House of Elders was still in the hands of the Forest Light and their friendly tribes. If the 'Forest Light' insists on not listening to the gods, I am afraid that only the priests who have found the elven temple will help.
However, among the thirteen sacrifices in the Great Temple, only Zhaoye was the one of the two clans. Elder Sara suggested that Rog perform another miracle in the Elven Great Temple, which would naturally make the other twelve priests identify with Rog's identity as an oracle. If it is approved by the Elven Temple, the 'Forest Light' will not be able to embarrass the Divine Envoy in the Elder's House.
Sarah's suggestion was immediately rejected by Rogge with a smile. There are no strong people in the Sara tribe, and few people can see the tricks of the fat man. But to go to the Great Temple of the Elves and play this set again is to play with fire*. Not to mention whether the trick will be exposed, if you kill Shiloh's divine envoy and impersonate her, do you still have to run to Shiloh's temple to swagger and deceive? As long as Shiloh has a little temper, it is strange if he does not fall thunder and slash himself. Rogge knew that God existed. As for whether they are interested in paying attention to what is happening in this world, it is not known.
Of course, Rogge's reasons are incomparably high-sounding. He said that performing a miracle for the purpose of showing off was a great insult to Shiloh. Just this sentence immediately blocked the mouths of all the elders.
"Even if the House of Elders does not recognize the identity of the Divine Envoy, I, the Sara Clan, will follow the Divine Envoy and embark on the path of return for a thousand years. Elder Sara said hatefully.
Fili and the other elders glanced at each other, nodded, and said, "No matter what decision the Elders' House makes, the 'Flying Seven-Colored Deer' tribe will follow the Divine Envoy. The House of Elders is now full of people who have turned their backs on Shiloh's faith, alas. β
Rogge couldn't help but be overjoyed, compared to the Sara tribe, the 'Flying Seven-Colored Deer' elves have more people, and they are specialized in armor building, and the value of the two is not the same at all.
Shiloh's faith is so powerful! For the first time, Rogge fell in love with the war elf.
At this moment, someone circulated: "Lord Frey of the Northern Druid Alliance has asked to see the Divine Envoy." β
When he heard the words 'druid,' Rogdon felt a little weak, and thought to himself that it couldn't be the incident of that small village! He turned his head and asked, "Who is this Lord Frey? β
"Lord Frey is the only son of the Great Druid of the North: Wrath of the Skies. The Northern Druid Alliance has always been an ally of the Elves. Your Majesty, it's rude not to see him!" replied Elder Filly.
Rogge nodded and said, "Since he is the only son of the Great Druid of the Sky Fury, I will greet him." β
He stiffened his head and walked out the door, greeted Frey, and was stunned. The fat man never thought that the son of the wrath of the sky would be the idiot weird man he saw on the way back!
"Your Majesty, shall we walk around the courtyard as we please?" was Frey's graceful and charismatic man when he was not in trouble. It's just that the scene of him being crazy on the side of the road impressed Rogge too deeply, so the image can't be tall in Rogge's heart anyway.
Rogue did what he said. He wanted to see what this Frey was trying to do.
"I really didn't expect you to be so successful, I really admire you!"
"I really don't understand what you're talking about. Rogge's heart jumped a few times, but his face was silent.
"I'll call you the Divine Envoy. I'll put it bluntly, the real oracle, the elven knight Carmela, was escorted by me, but I didn't expect it to be planted in the trap you set. I never dreamed that you could kill an oracle who was a true oracle! And it's amazing that you did it cleanly and neatly, leaving no trace! If it weren't for the forged Elven horn still in my hands, I wouldn't know what I would have done with you. β
Rogge remained silent, his eyes glowing with silver, ready to strike Frey at any moment. "Lord Frey, there's no way that horn is going to stay......"
"You admit you did it?" Frey laughed sarcastically.
"You already know what things are going on. It doesn't matter if I admit it or not, does it? The important thing is that you don't have any evidence in your hands. Master Frey, let's stop going around in circles, since you found me privately, there must be a deal, let's talk about the conditions!"
Frey groaned and said, "We, the Northern Druid Alliance, will recognize your status as an oracle. You can take the Sara tribe and the flying seven-colored deer tribe with you, and as for the elves of other tribes, you can also take away another 10,000 elves. Of course, whether you can pull so much depends on your ability. We don't care where you want to take the elves or what you want to do in the name of the oracle, as long as it doesn't harm our interests, we can even give you some help. What do you think?"
Rogge smiled and just thought: "There is no good thing that falls from the world." He remained silent, and said slowly: "Lord Frey, what do you want to exchange for giving me so many benefits? I am poor and white, and the price is too high to pay." β
Frey was a little embarrassed, and said in his heart how could this fake oracle be a scoundrel.
"Your Majesty, I have only two requests, one is that you need to refuse any other elven tribe in addition to the number of elves we just mentioned. Second, you have to give me one of your subordinates, the blue-clothed swordsman!"
After saying the last sentence, Frey's face was full of antiquity.
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