The caravan was placed on the periphery of the elven tribe's residence, about three hundred meters away in a clearing, of course, the guards called the guards were indispensable, and the secret sentry that would never tell you about it also existed, but it was also to the point of prohibiting free movement.

In a way, the elegant and arrogant elves are indeed the better traders, at least, as long as they agree to trade, they will not make any shady moves. Compared to unscrupulous human beings, this is undoubtedly a shining character.

When the old team leader came over, he naturally really came to do business, and this kind of thing is covering, and fake drama is the highest level.

The goods this time were all selected from the warehouse of the Elwyn Chamber of Commerce, coupled with the support of the Asrex family, practical bows and crossbows, some delicious special foods and fruits, plus various alchemy potions, etc., which quickly attracted many elves to come and trade.

And for the "guards" like Midi, now is the beginning of getting down to business when there is nothing to do.

"Anyway, try to build a good relationship first, avoid being defensive, and bring more candy, every elf likes that kind of thing, even if it's a hundred years old. When you get lost, it's best to ask the 'Children of the Forest', such as those from the Wind Squad. Midi carefully advised, although the four of them had been trained by the old team leader along the way, but after all, it was a quick success, and it was good to say a few more words even if it was nonsense.

"What information and details do you need to pay special attention to?" said the usually cautious Sigmund with the most final confirmation.

"Demon veins, the most important one is only one, demon veins. Midi replied bluntly.

If you find the magic vein, you will find the witch.

This is a classic summary from the mouth of Alice herself, the witch of the fog, in the previous life, and Midi naturally worships it as the truth.

Although there is also a certain effect on talking clichés and developing eyeliner, but first of all, Fina and the others are adventurers, not spies, and in the final analysis, humans can't do anything in the elf tribe, and their every move is too conspicuous, and they definitely can't expect results.

In addition, Midi knows Alice too well.

With the Witch of the Mist's character who likes to hide behind the scenes and dislike trouble, she will only try her best to avoid being known about her existence by outsiders, rather than publicizing it. The awe of the elves, the aura of the rulers, that was complete rubbish to Alice.

Although she is a substantial ruler, I am afraid that only the elders of the elven tribe really know about her, and that level is obviously not accessible to this small convoy at the moment.

So, although Midi's strategy was to follow the elven tribes, what he wanted was not direct clues, but indirect.

In short, it's the Demon Vein.

Under the Nibelungen Sealing Dragon Formation of the Principality of Belmar, there is a demon vein that stretches for thousands of kilometers, and this demon vein is called the dragon vein. However, more often than not, most of the demon veins exist in the form of small dots, small sections, and small areas, and they are intertwined with ore veins, underground rivers, karst caves, etc., which are riverbeds and lakes where magic energy accumulates.

Although these demon veins are small, on the whole, they greatly affect the ecological environment of the entire region, and controlling them is equivalent to controlling the land, forests, beasts, mountains, and even the corresponding airspace.

By setting up a diversion magic array on each demon vein, the magic power flowing in the demon vein can be directed in the specified direction, and thousands of small streams converge to form a large river of the Yangtze River, a wide lake, and even an ocean. And the one who can manipulate the magic that gathers together is the true master of the land.

For example, the Witch of the Mist, Alice Oteroboth.

With a spell, a gesture, or even a thought, she can make this forest bloom like spring all year round, turn it into a hell on earth, and guide the beasts that inhabit it, causing ethnic struggles and even wars.

It's the most efficient, powerful, and perfect use of the magic of the area, a powerful act of direct control over nature.

In contrast, the aristocracy seized land by building castles, raising armies, and then establishing a system of exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and finally declared themselves "lords", which seemed primitive and low-level.

It is precisely because the magic of the entire area has been turned into a force by Alice that this forest has withstood the disaster of the fires falling from the sky, and even survived the large-scale invasion of the Delos Empire for a long time, at least, when the capital of the Duchy of Belmar fell, the Witch's Hall still existed.

As a reborn with a second awakening and a good vision, in retrospect, Midi found that Alice, who remained silent most of the time, "either didn't speak, and was angry when she spoke" can only be described as unfathomable.

Of course, mastering the vein is not without its weaknesses.

If you start to invade this forest from the periphery, find out the location of the demon veins one by one, and then destroy the diversion circle in it, and disintegrate it like a cocoon, you can still drag the "master of the forest" off the throne.

However, the premise is, of course, able to withstand the counterattack of the Lord of the Forest.

After all, no one sits back and waits for their magic to be cut off piece by piece.

It was from this characteristic that Midi intended to start with this characteristic to find Alice's location.

Of course, he didn't mean to destroy the diversion circle, but he could completely reverse the end point by detecting the flow of magic in the magic vein, until he found the location of the witch's house and the location of the witch.

It's just that even this plan suffered a serious setback in the first few days.

For the demon veins, whether it is adults and children, men, women and children, the elves are silent.

It's not that I'm aware of the extremely subtle clichés of Midi and the others, but because it seems to be the tradition of the elven tribe, who have been educated and nurtured from an early age to say taboo topics that should be avoided.

They didn't know about the existence of the Witch of the Mist, nor did they understand the significance of the Demon Vein to Alice, however, they naturally avoided related topics, and to some extent, this was no longer a concealment, but a habit that everyone had developed.

In this case, it is very difficult to get information about the Demon Vein, and if you force yourself to ask, you will only expose your feet, and then you are likely to be driven out of the village, and in the worst case, you will even become an enemy.

In the face of this flawless cultural iron wall, the progress of inquiring about intelligence has almost stalled.

Precious time is passing by minute by minute, day by day. However, Midi still maintains a calm mind, and he believes that even if it is tradition and habit, there is still an opportunity to cut in.

In this way, three days passed in the blink of an eye, and soon, the open space where the caravan was located became the favorite place for the elves, and although Midi and the others had failed to gather effective information, they were at least familiar. When the elves saw the black-haired boy and the red-haired girl now, many of them still chose to keep their distance, but at least few of them showed that obvious look of vigilance anymore.

The proud fruit candy of the Duchy of Belmar plays a major role in this, and Fina's appearance and temperament that make even elven beauties feel ashamed, as well as her iconic red hair, are another big reason.

Everyone loves beauty, elves love beauty even more, and a human girl who is more beautiful than elves is undoubtedly the easiest to cause a topic. Fortunately, the elves don't know much about nobility, class, titles, etc., otherwise, the surname Hamilton may cause a sensation.

On the fourth day of the Elven Tribe, Midi was ready to change her strategy, not searching the village, but wandering the forest to see if she could directly find some traces of the demon veins.

Just as Midi was about to pull Fina out the door, the sound of argument and commotion came from outside the shop set up by the old leader.

"Someone making trouble?" This was the first reaction of Midi and Fina, the boy and the girl glanced at each other, and did not rush away, but separated very tacitly, one left and one right from both sides, completely standard battle situation.

However, after a look in the past, Midi realized that this was not a dispute between humans and elves, but a quarrel between the elves.

On one side, there was the captain of the Wind Squad, the arrogant elven roaming gunner, remembered to be called Berel. On the other side, there is a very young-looking elf with short hair that is almost white and blonde. The two seemed to be arguing over something, and the old team leader was caught in the middle with a wry smile, and he also held a long sword with a slightly curved blade and a blood-red blade.

"That's ...... Crack Psychic Blade?" Midi vaguely remembered as a superb long sword suitable for ordinary swordsmen and ghost swordsmen.

After all, for Midi, who has already experienced a second awakening, even if he is reborn, no matter how good a low-level weapon is, it still can't get into the eyes of the law. The powerful ghosts and perfect class transfers, the teamwork and the command of the army, all made Midi decide to focus on improving his own strength and accumulating knowledge, rather than relying on equipment.

But obviously, other people don't think so, and there are many people who want to rely on equipment, such as the two in front of you.

"Dilling, you're just an ordinary patrolman, and it's a waste to hand over this Split Soul Blade to you. Captain Wind said in a mocking tone.

The young elf puffed up his chest and said without humility or arrogance: "Captain Berrell, even if it is an ordinary patrol, we are working hard in our own way, and it is not the privilege of the elites to pursue stronger strength. ”

"I can understand that, but don't you know how to take care of the big picture?" Bellell shrugged, and the few members of the Wind Team who followed him laughed even more.

"But you're not even a swordsman, you're a roaming archer, what do you want a sword for?"

"The best swordsman under my command, and the best swordsman in the whole clan, is in need of a weapon at hand. After all, we are patrolling the most dangerous areas and facing the most dangerous monsters and enemies. Berrell emphasized a few words of "most", which left Dearing speechless for a moment.

But he was not willing to give up this weapon at all, after all, this was a good sword that could not be made within the elven tribe, and only the mines in the human territory could extract that rare metal and forge it, which was something that could be encountered but not sought by elven swordsmen.

Besides, he had already negotiated the price of this Splitting Blade Psychic Blade with the human merchants, and because it was too expensive, Dillin had to run back to the village to scrape together all the rare materials that he and several friends had accumulated over the past two years in exchange.

But unexpectedly, when he came over with the materials, Berrell actually intervened.

How can he endure this, how can he let it?

The two then argued.

Midi looked at it for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up - isn't this the "opportunity" he was looking for!

If there is no opportunity, then create it, this is the right thing to do, what is the use of just waiting?

At this moment, the dispute between the two elves made Midi immediately see a huge hole hidden in the so-called unanimous elven tribe. In the blink of an eye, with the experience of the various conflicts she had seen as an adventurer in her previous life, Midi had already conceived a brilliant plan.

"There is no need to argue about this, I think this sword is very suitable for this gentleman named Dilling. ”

In the midst of the dispute, Midi's calm voice sounded, and in an instant, the eyes of the two parties and the onlookers were focused on the black-haired boy.

"Human, this is a matter for our elven clan, why are you involved?" asked Berrell coldly, narrowing his eyes.