Carman came with a vote of people in the dust, and left with a vote of people worriedly.

Zhang Zhengfan rode the red dragon in a daze, and went alone. When he asked Jabbel if he could buy some purple dew berries as he left, Jabeur generously offered him a full cellar of purple dew nuts. It was all carefully selected and fine! If it weren't for the large enough space in the bag, Zhang Zhengfan probably wouldn't be able to carry so many purple dew fruits! However, he was very conscientious and paid a gem from the Water Source Crystal as payment. As a result, Jabeur held the gem and howled heartbreakingly: "Crystal Source Rhinestone?!", and then they rolled their eyes and fainted happily.

For Zhang Zhengfan, this may be a small episode. But for Jabbel, this is something he is proud of all his life - not only did he guess the mind of a Dharma God in advance, but he also received a rare treasure from the Dharma God: Crystal Source Rhinestones!

Zhang Zhengfan, who left Anluoka, casually flashed into a forest. I found a big tree that looked pleasing to the eye and fused it. It's not to hide his whereabouts, after all, with the strength of the flashing technique, it's a little difficult to keep an eye on him. It's just that when you incarnate into a tree and fill up the magic power of the World Tree, there are many, many kinds of magic skills in the magical World Tree imprint. It seems that all of them are unique to various plants. Therefore, Zhang Zhengfan, who was supported by these magic skills, needed a while to digest. After all, a mage who doesn't even know his own magic skills is undoubtedly a failure within a failure! And Zhang Zhengfan's motto is: There are no useless skills, only idiots who can't use skills! Zhang Zhengfan obviously doesn't want to be an idiot, so he needs to digest and master these skills! The reason why he chose to blend into the big tree is because in this way he can keep not eating, drinking, or even pulling or scattering for a long time!

The cabbage Zhang Zhengfan supported it and digested it. But his-stirring stick has completely disturbed the hearts of many people in the mainland!

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"Bang!" In the Imperial Capital Senate, a tall and energetic human old man with white hair slapped his hands on the heavy wooden table in front of him, and although the wooden table was covered with a thick blue tablecloth, there was still a loud noise.

"I admit that the ancient elf is very powerful, but it is by no means so strong that it requires our alliance to bow its head!" the old man shouted loudly: "What about the god level? Historically, the Misty Forest has trembled under the iron horses of the Alliance! There are not a few first-generation elves who died at the hands of the alliance warriors! We don't need to compromise, we don't need to be afraid!"

"According to your old general Fish, the alliance should have unified the continent long ago and completely wiped out the beasts of the tribe. At the other end of the round table, a gloomy old man raised his eyelids and asked suspiciously, "Then why haven't we done it now?"

Fishton was speechless. Looking fiercely at the gloomy old man, he gasped.

The gloomy old man turned a blind eye to Fish's cannibalistic gaze, and said to the four elders of various clans sitting at the round table: "The alliance was established in prehistoric times, when our alliance had countless god-level powerhouses. But now? We can't even find a saint-level powerhouse! Why should we fight with that ancient elf Fa God? Not to mention that this ancient elf is probably a Dharma God who has inherited the World Tree Godhead! I believe you have also read the information, and you should have also learned the divine power of the day, is this a problem that can be solved by relying on a large number of people? Now this Dharma God is only asking for the release of those captive tribesmen. Personally, I don't think this request is too much!" After speaking, the old man lowered his eyelids: "According to the statistics of our Mage Guild, the total number of tribal prisoners of war in the alliance does not exceed four thousand. A large part of them were elf slave girls. Buying peace with these people is the safest way at the moment. Ladies and gentlemen, I want you to know that there is hope as long as you live. If you die, there is no hope!"

"We are the most innocent of all in this matter!" exclaimed a goblin with wrinkled and old age spots, sitting on a special high chair, in a high-pitched voice, "This is all caused by the grandson of the old fellow Fish! If it weren't for his grandson running to the vicinity of the Misty Forest to catch slaves, how could he provoke that damned god? Now this old fellow actually sent us to death in order to save his grandson, unforgivable, unforgivable! I, the Elder of the Alliance Goblins, Kasmik, agree with Elder Kannack, and demand that Fish and his grandson must be punished. The harshest punishment!"

"Casmick, you oil-stinking fellow, don't think I don't know about your dirty deal with Kanak. You're rotting, you're blackening the face of the Holy Alliance!" Fish snarled viciously.

"Patriarch Fish, how many troops do you think it will take to kill that elven god?" a voice shrouded in a black cloak sounded.

"......" Fish was silent for a while, and then said: "100,000, give me 100,000 troops, I should be able to kill that elven god!

"You want to sacrifice 100,000 Alliance warriors for less than 4,000 slaves?" the man in the black cloak sneered, "Are you and your grandson worth the price?"

"Quack!" the goblin Kasmik immediately scoffed, "Oh-oh my god, I didn't even know that this old fellow Fish had estimated himself at such a high price!"

"Are you insulting me?" said Fish, blushing and blackening for a while, and roared again.

"Do you deserve my insult?" the man in the black cloak sneered, "I, the Elder of the Alliance Thieves Guild, Kir, agree with the proposal of Elder Kanak and Kasmik. ”

"I'm in favor!" the elder of the Witch Clan nodded, then fell silent.

"I agree!" an old man in a white priest's robe seemed to wake up, opened his eyes and said a faint word, and then closed his eyes again.

"Although Milan, the patriarch of the Knights' Guild, did not come, the resolution passed by the senate by five votes should take effect according to the Code of the Alliance. Your Majesty, please decide!" said Kanak, the patriarch of the Mage Guild, as he looked in the direction of the second floor of the Senate Chamber.

"The Filth senators seized the title and were reduced to pariahs. The Warrior Guild Elders will be re-elected and reported. From now on, the Priests' Guild is responsible for the inventory and containment of all prisoners of war in the Alliance. Take care of it, and since it's a bow, don't give that ancient elf any more chance to get angry. Execute it!" a voice sounded faintly on the second floor of the Senate.

"No, Your Majesty, you can't do this to me!" Fish snarled to his feet. But he was immediately caught by two majestic guards who were hidden in the shadows by the wall, heavily armoured.

"Get out of here!" Fish shook his arms and pushed the two guards away. The eight battle rings flashed under his feet, and he was about to use force.

But at the moment when the battle ring flashed under his feet, the floor and walls of the council hall were suddenly filled with intricate patterns. Fish's ring of war was extinguished in no time.

"Poor old thing, he even forgot the circle engraved in the Senate. Ah—" said the goblin patriarch Kasmik, as if mocking.

"He thinks he's a god?" Kiel, the elder of the Thieves' Guild shrouded in black robes, snorted coldly.

"According to the Code, exterminate the clan!" The faint voice on the second floor sounded again: "Disperse!"

"Yes!" Except for Fish, who was dragged away, the other five patriarchs stood up and bowed.

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The coast of the South China Sea, as the largest trading port in the western provinces of the empire, has always been the most prosperous city in the southwestern provinces.

You can buy all the items that are in the alliance here. There are even some goods that are not available in the alliance, as long as you have money and a way, you can buy them. For example, some specialties that are unique to the tribe. It is also said to be the only alliance port where you can trade with the Sea Fishmen.

Here, the lord of the city is not the biggest and most bullish figure. The biggest and most awesome character is a goblin merchant named Thiago Mawson.

As the closest port to Goblin Island in the Alliance's territory, this is the headquarters of one of the three major goblin chaebols, the Glitter Chaebol. And Thiago Mawson is the manager of the glitter chaebol. With only a third-order technician certificate, he may not be a qualified goblin technician, but he is definitely a successful businessman who has a lot of business all over the world.

At the beginning, he resolutely gave up the opportunity and glory of establishing a headquarters in the imperial capital of the alliance, and chose to establish the headquarters of the glittering chaebol on the coast of the South China Sea, which was still a small port. And as it turned out, he made the right choice. It is precisely by virtue of the natural shipping advantages of the coast of the South China Sea that the flash chaebol has successfully occupied the position of the first chaebol in the alliance within ten years. The coast of the South China Sea also prospered as a result, becoming the most prosperous city in the southwestern provinces of the empire.

Today, Abero, the lord of the empire's South Sea coast, is sitting in Thiago's office to discuss a big deal with him.

Thiago's office is clean, and unlike the vast majority of goblins, who are always covered in oil and foul-mouthed, Thiago is not only cleanly dressed but also does not speak rudely. Aside from the goblins' unique high-pitched voice, he is really different from other goblins.

"Abero, please tell me if you have anything. Thiago looked up from the thick papers on his desk, his clean face with a hint of dissatisfaction: "My time is precious. Obviously, Thiago doesn't have much respect for Abelo, the titular lord of the city. What's more, if you really talk about identity, Thiago still has the title of a first-class marquis of the empire. It's not at all comparable to Ambero, a little fifth-level baron. It's just that Thiago doesn't care about bullshit titles. He was more concerned about how to earn more coins. Oh yes, gold. Only the glittering gold coin is his life, his faith.

"Lord Thiago, I'm here today to talk to you about the elven slave girls. Abelo naturally knew Thiago's temper, so he said straight to the point: "That's a lot of money." ”

"Oh?" Thiago's big eyes rolled, and he immediately guessed Abero's thoughts: "You don't want to hoard elf slave girls, and then wait for the rumors to pass, and then sell at a high price, right?"

"Worthy of the Marquis of Thiago. Abelo slapped Thiago on the back, and then whispered: "I just have ten elf female slaves in my hand, which are fresh goods that have not yet been reported." If you can help me hide them from the Priests' Guild first, then when the rumors are over, there will only be these ten elven slaves left in the Alliance. "Abelo has a look on his face that you understand.

"Hmph!" Thiago shook his head, "Even you can think of it, and naturally others will think of it." You're not a smart man!"

"You're wrong!" Abelo said confidently, "I can guarantee that only these ten female slaves in the whole empire have not been reported!"

"Oh?" Thiago looked at Abel, "What can you guarantee?"

Abelo smiled mysteriously and didn't speak.

"What's in it for me?" Thiago thought for a moment and said, "It's very risk......y!

"Do you think that Lord Fashen can really take care of the entire alliance?" Abelo disagreed: "Then he would have destroyed our alliance long ago, didn't he?" After speaking, Abelo stretched out a hand in front of Thiago: "After the matter is completed, how about we split the account fifty-fifty?"

Abelo blinked in disgust, jumped out of his chair and took two steps around the office. Suddenly, as if he felt something, he suddenly stopped.

"This can't be done!" Thiago shook his head firmly: "I advise you not to fight this idea!"

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I've been idle for two days, and today I'm being drilled like a dog!

It's just a chapter today, three days of the Dragon Boat Festival, at least two shifts a day!