Looking at Tyrande, who seemed to have let go of something and looked carefree, Ron secretly said something bad in his heart.

He wasn't going to let Tyrande just leave here and plunge headlong into Karen's vast crowd.

In that case, everything you did before would be meaningless.

Tyrande, who left the Dragon Tavern, can only be regarded as a strong man with good strength.

Ron wanted the master of the Dragon Tavern, not a wandering legendary elf.

No matter how strong she is, can she compare to her own dragon breath?

In terms of personal power, Ron had already reached the end of the main material plane, and could barely go any further.

With the exception of the gods, all other beings are the same in the present to Ron.

Under the iridescent breath, everyone is equal.

"Actually, you don't have to be in such a hurry."

Ron coughed, indicating that I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush yet.

"It's impossible for Karan to come to the human world from the Red Clay Highlands for so many years without leaving a trace, but these are hidden in the crowd, and you are now alone to find it, like looking for a needle in a haystack."

"You mean?"

Tyrande frowned, a thoughtful expression.

"Let me go and find human help?"

Her eyes flickered with a certain hesitation.

Ron nodded, smiling:

"Although they are weak and like to play intrigues."

"But it is undeniable that human greed is endless."

"As long as you give them enough benefits, they are even willing to sell you all the hemp rope that hanged themselves."

Seeing Tyrande's thoughtful look, Ron proudly showed his biggest chip:

"Besides, I happen to have some connection to the Bryan royal family."

His tone gradually became seductive, as if the demonic whisper echoed in Tyrande's mind:

"All it takes is my notice, and the entire Rose Kingdom will help you find Kalan. Imagine that kind of scene......"

His voice faded away, as if waiting for Tyrande's decision.

The surroundings were dim and quiet, except for the sound of conversation between the two men and the staggering of invisible chips.

Tyrande's emotions seemed to be swaying in a whirlpool, and he hesitated whether he should accept Ron's offer or not.

Ron's eyes were deep and charismatic, but that didn't tempt the legendary Moon Elves, who had become somewhat accustomed to his appearance.

Tyrande pondered.

Ron's words reminded her of her youth's dealings with humans—greedy, selfish humans who always disgusted and alienated him.

This is also the reason why she chose to seek help from the Dragon Tavern in the first place, rather than the human kingdom.

But at this time, Tyrande also deeply understood that Karan's matter had reached an urgent juncture.

She must act as soon as possible.

So, she made up her mind.

"So, what are the conditions?"

Tyrande knows that there is no good thing in the world that is not earned for nothing.

Even if there is, it will not fall on itself.

Tyrande fearlessly looked at the iridescent dragon on the other side.

She was ready, and she could even sacrifice her body if Ron needed to.

Facing Tyrande's self-sacrificing gaze.

For a moment, Ron suddenly felt like he was the villain.

"Recently, I've been reading too many travelogues in the Legacy of the Dragon, and I'm always thinking about it."

Ron shook his head and decided to watch less of this memory at night.

Facing Tina's wary gaze and Tyrande's heroic expression.

Ron knocked on the table helplessly:

"Two, please don't look at me with the eyes of a white dragon in heat?

"I just have a little thing I want you to help you do, it's not a betrayal plot."

"Cut! Tina didn't look at you! ”

Tina snorted, turned her head, and raised her chin away from Ron.

Tyrande bit his lip and nodded.

I don't know if she really believes it or just thinks the other party is polite.

"Forget it."

Ron looked at the two of them and didn't bother to explain.

Syllable!

A rectangular card that shone brightly was slammed in front of Tyrande.

"What is this?"

Tyrande looked curiously at the beautiful cards in front of him, and asked with some curiosity.

Tina, who was on the side, had already turned her head and looked at the cards on the table with bright eyes.

That's a super rare diamond card! Tina spent all the money in the small vault and pulled out three!

"It's a game called Hearthstone."

Ron motioned for the other to pick it up and look at it, explaining to her the rules about Hearthstone.

Tyrande picked up the card, looked at it repeatedly, and finally couldn't help but admire:

"Although the name is strange, I have to admit that the picture on it is quite beautiful."

"It's a good piece of art, even from an artistic point of view."

"You want to take it?."

Tyrande put down his card and looked at the iridescent dragon on the other side and asked tentatively.

"That's your next task."

Ron pointed his finger at the picture of the black dragon with a burly body and roaring in the sky, and said in a deep voice:

"I will use my power in the human kingdom to help you find Kalan's traces."

"In return, you're going to have to promote Hearthstone cards to the dragon community."

Tyrande was thoughtful.

"I see, no wonder you don't want me to leave here, you're hoping to use the Dragon Tavern to promote the game?"

As smart as she was, she guessed that this might be important to the dragon, even if it was just a few words.

As for why, exactly.

Tyrande wasn't prepared to ask, it wasn't something a smart person should do.

In the face of the Moon Elf's speculation, Ron neither nodded nor denied, but just looked at the other side and asked in a deep voice:

"So what is your choice?"

Tyrande didn't answer immediately, but looked carefully at the mighty dragon opposite.

And Ron didn't shy away from looking at her.

For a long time, Tyrande smiled, as beautiful as the blooming geranium.

She got up and pulled out a stored bottle of wine from the wine cabinet at the bar that shimmered with blue starlight.

She poured herself a glass, then took the glass from Ron and poured him a pale blue glass of wine.

"Dang!"

The sound of glasses clattering in the wooden house.

At the same time, it also witnessed the birth of the prototype of the Dragon Nation.

——————

"Sister Tyrande, let's go!"

Tina waved vigorously behind her.

Then she seemed to remember something, and hurriedly added:

"I'll drink that next time!"

The blonde elf proprietress in the blue dress smiled and agreed:

"Okay, I'll keep [Midsummer] ready for you at any time."

"Yay!"

Watch Tina bounce around and take Ron, who was speechless, and walk into the portal.

Tyrande sent his blessings to them from the bottom of his heart.

"May your lives be filled with stars and moonlight, as beautiful as a spring in the forest and a morning dewdrop."

Accompanied by Tyrande's farewell

Ron and Tina both turned into a ray of light and returned to the Cullen plane through the spatial portal.

Before leaving, Tina suddenly turned to look at Ron and asked puzzled:

"Why do you have to ask Sister Tyrande to help you promote Hearthstone cards? Isn't the money you earn in the royal capital enough for you to spend? ”

Faced with Tina's doubts, Ron smiled meaningfully:

"There's no reason to make enough money."

"Hmph, I don't care, anyway, after you said it, I will give me a six-fifty discount when I buy a card pack!"

"Good, good."

Ron didn't care either, and Tina quietly changed the six-fold agreement between the two to five.

Jokes, anyway, are all their own, more and less, what's the difference?

Looking at the happy back of the golden dragon lady.

Ron silently added inwardly.

Stupid, I have to earn more "money" to protect myself and the people around me.

If there are two straight lines between us, I still want to be parallel to you and watch you reach your "end" rather than the practice of intersecting lines.

That's all.

————

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is December 31, 7951 in the Karen calendar.

It was the day before the New Year.

At the same time, it was also the last day of the year 7951.

"Whew-"

Shirley looked up at the freshly lit sky and exhaled a white mist.

subsequently

She straightened the blue velvet hat on top of her head and walked to the door of the store through the light snow.

The four big characters of the Hearthstone Tavern still flickered with warm yellow lights, but they lacked the lively feeling of the crowd during the day.

Now it is more like a warm harbor in the night, full of warmth.

Through the frost-covered glass windows.

I could faintly see two figures, a man and a woman, sitting there straight, as if they were communicating something deeply.

"Looks like it's all here."

Shirley lowered her head and took a deep breath.

When she looked up again, her face was already covered with a professional smile.

She pushed open the glass door, waved at the two people in the room, and said with a smile:

"Sorry, I'm late."

The Forest of Elves chapter is about to begin~

Reminder: There are a lot of plots in this article, and it should be written very condensed, so it is recommended not to watch it at a glance and ten lines~

In order to push the plot faster, I'm going to learn how to write a big outline of foxtail, and see if I like it.

(End of chapter)