A few days later, Rogge, surrounded by the 'Flying Seven-Colored Deer' and a large group of people from the Sara tribe, began to move towards the Elf City 'Green Sea', where the Elders' House and the Great Elf Temple are located. WWW.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.COM
Now he is enjoying the treatment of a divine envoy. All seven elders from the two tribes were dispatched to accompany Rogge, chatting with him. All the elves were secretly talking about Rogge, looking at him with awe and fear.
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 was completely beyond the common sense of the elves. They really couldn't tell whether it was a martial skill or magic. Even the most powerful undead creature, the bone dragon, could be sealed with one finger. This can only Describe it as a miracle!
When the battlefield was being cleaned up afterwards, many elves lingered at the place where the orc leader fell, feeling awe in their hearts.
The power of the flaming spear was such that even Huron, the most powerful warrior of the two tribes, knew that he would not be able to avoid it, not to mention blocking it. He thought about the strong men in the elves, and it seemed that no one had such power.
Back then, the power of the 'Demon Lotus Spear' was enough to pierce through the green dragon Trillenhut. Now she has swallowed up the magical power of Karajan and Krisma. She is trying her best and naturally overwhelms the entire audience. But she deliberately shined a bright light so that no one could see her clearly, so that some elves actually thought that it was Shiloh who came to the world in person.
Although the elders are not so naive, they all know that figures such as high priests and divine envoys with particularly pious beliefs can often communicate directly with the gods, and therefore have powerful special magic or magical skills. Now in the eyes of the elven elders, Rogge is indeed the envoy of God. As for why Shiloh chose a human race to be the envoy, the elders gradually understood it after slowly chatting with him. When the Lord God Envoy talks, he is knowledgeable and insightful. He often points out the long-standing shortcomings of the elves in an understatement, which often makes the elven elders feel enlightened.
After Rogge showed his "great power", in the eyes of the elven elders, this ordinary fat face became more and more intelligent. The Lord God Envoy also let go of his reserve and occasionally described the prospects of the Elf clan to the Elf elders, and even intentionally or unintentionally promised many vague benefits to the future status of the two clans. The seven elders were very excited, especially the envoy pointed out that they were very interested in the prospect of opening up a new era for the elves. The old guys have lived too long and are no longer particularly keen on power and position. What they value is whether they can leave their name in history.
With the Lord God Envoy, the chances of this increase greatly!
Androni was riding a dragon horse and teasing with the many beauties of the elves. Although she always had a strange feeling about the dragon-horse that she created, the dragon-horse was really cool and suited her flamboyant personality very well. While chasing the orcs, her whole body turned into blue lightning, like a ghost. In a moment, dozens of orc warriors fell under her sword.
Such swordsmanship and such appearance made her immediately the target of countless elf girls.
The girl of the Sara tribe who is in charge of art is reserved and shy, while the "Flying Seven-Colored Deer" tribe, who are in charge of art, are much more enthusiastic and bold. A group of elven girls surrounded Androni, chattering, but they all behaved elegantly and looked beautiful. She was really beautiful. When Rogge occasionally peeked over, he would always have wild thoughts and rising desires. He had to work hard to control it so as not to reveal his lustful tail.
On the distant mountains, a man and a dragon were looking at the meandering team of elves.
The Gregorian stood, wagging his tail in boredom.
*** stood in front of it, her gray robe blown up by the strong wind, occasionally revealing a piece of snow-white and tender skin. She is as long as a mirror but weighs as much as a thousand people. There is not a trace of fluttering in the wind.
Compared with the huge and terrifying bone dragon, the body is so petite, as tender as a flower bud that has just bloomed. But Bone Dragon was respectful to her.
"Master! That woman is rarely alone. We have been following them for two days and haven't found a chance to make a move. Master, does it have to be her?"
"certainly."
"Master! I really don't understand. Can you give me some advice?"
"Gregory, you will understand when the time comes. You are much smarter than the Flame Bone Demon. You must learn more from this world in the future so that you can help me faster. Go back! By the way, you Tell the Flame Bone Demon to keep an eye on those black warriors and see if anything will come into contact with them."
Although he heard a lot of praises for the 'Green Sea' along the way, when he actually stood in front of this magical city of elves, Rogge realized that these words of praise were so pale.
Towering ancient trees are tightly arranged together, forming a natural city wall with a radius of more than ten miles. The natural tree wall, which is tens of meters high, can only be described as magnificent.
'Green Sea' has a history of nearly a thousand years and was built by the Lin Zhiguang tribe. The Council of Elders and the Great Elf Temple, which were established after the defeat of the Elf Wars, are also located here.
The city gate of 'Green Sea' opened wide, and a group of elf knights came out. The knight was so heroic that all the elders recognized him as the leader of the guards of the Presbytery. He said in a cold, emotionless voice: "The Council of Elders has learned about the arrival of the elders and Lord Rogge at Green Sea. Elder Erwin is very happy for the arrival of the elders. Mr. Rogge has also been The Presbytery invites you to attend the special meeting of the Presbytery in the afternoon.”
Rogge and the elf elders looked at each other, puzzled by Lu Hai's cold attitude.
Elder Feili had already sent someone to notify the Elders' House in Luhai. He thought there would be a grand welcome ceremony, but in the end, the Elders' House only sent a guard commander, which made him very frustrated. What made him and Rogge feel that the atmosphere was wrong even more was that Green Sea looked heavily guarded and was also called Mr. Rogge, not the envoy of God. This vaguely shows that Lu Hai did not recognize Rogge's status as a divine envoy.
Feili, Sara and the other seven elders who had witnessed Rogge's 'miracle' were all furious and their faces were ashen. Rogge felt uneasy and realized that something must have gone wrong. Even if the various elven clans were fighting for power, he, the divine envoy, should definitely belong to the party that should be won over. There was no way that he would give himself such a look and establish an enemy for no reason.
Standing in front of the fifteen-meter-high city gate of the Green Sea, Rogge hesitated. This place is different from the territory of the Sala tribe. Once entering the city, it is not easy to escape.
"What's that old saying? If you don't enter the tiger's cave, you won't be able to get the tiger cubs!" The fat man gritted his teeth and stepped into the gate of Green Sea.
The heavy city gate slowly closed behind him.
The green sea is full of flowers, grass, trees, and flying butterflies everywhere. There is an ancient elf tree hundreds of meters high in the center of the city, which is said to have been growing for thousands of years. The ancient elf tree slowly transports huge magic power to every corner of the Green Sea.
The green sea is always like spring all year round and spotless.
The great elf temple is built under the ancient elf tree. Unlike other elven buildings that are generally formed by natural growth of plants, the entire temple is made of pure white marble, which is luxurious, elegant and magnificent.
The Elder's House is built next to the Great Elf Temple, but it is built of dark brown boulders and looks solemn and depressing.
The meeting hall of the Presbyterian Council is extremely wide and is an extremely standard circle. There are circles of seats around the hall, rising one after another. Eighty-one elders sat among them, looking sparse.
Rogge, surrounded by seven elders including Fili, Sarah, also sat down. More than a dozen elders around came over to say hello, obviously they had always been on good terms with the two tribes. However, most of the elders had unconcealed surprise on their faces, astonished at how the 'Flying Seven-Colored Deer' and the Sala tribe, the mortal enemies, could be sitting together.
Although the tribe is weak, Elder Sarah's status is very high. This comes from everyone's respect for his insistence on preserving the cultural heritage of the elves. So as soon as Erwin, the great elder of the Elders' Council from the 'Light of the Forest' tribe, announced the start of the special meeting of the Council of Elders, he immediately stood up and walked onto the podium to start the process.
"Brothers, I have witnessed the development of the elves for hundreds of years! But now I am very confused. What I am confused about is that the elves, who are elegant, noble, possessing noble moral character and devout faith, are going to abandon their love for Shiloh. Confidence?”
The elders started talking one after another, and a considerable number of elders looked at the angry Elder Sarah with doubts.
Elder Erwin wears white robes, and his elegant behavior and grace are enough to set an example for any elf. He obviously knew what Sarah was referring to, but he still pretended not to know and asked: "My dear brother Sarah, my belief in Shiloh has always been as firm as yours. What makes you so angry?"
Elder Sara said loudly: "As we all know, our Sara clan 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 Sara Pass four days ago was our fault. For the first time, the Sala tribe fought side by side with the Seven-Colored Deer warriors. Although we dispatched griffons and the Seven-Colored Deer also dispatched all the wetland flying dragons, this time, we were still almost defeated."
There was a buzz in the meeting hall, and it was obvious that many elders had not received the news about the battle at Sala Pass.
An elder asked loudly: "With griffins and wetland dragons, why can't we deal with dirty orcs? Are orcs so harmful?"
Elder Feili stood up and said: "Yes, my brother, this time the orc attack is different from the past. Not only do they have leaders, organizations, and shamans, they also have an agreement with the devil. The orcs He even summoned a bone dragon!"
"Hilo! Is it really a bone dragon?"
"Bone dragon!" The elders in the meeting hall called out one after another.
Elder Erwin called for silence several times before resuming the order of the Elders' House.
After everyone calmed down, Elder Sarah said: "Yes, it is the most evil undead, the Bone Dragon! It killed three wetland flying dragons in an instant!"
There was another exclamation in the elders' courtyard. Although most of the credit for killing the three wetland flying dragons should be attributed to the Flame Bone Demon, it is not as famous as the Bone Dragon. Elder Sara is a master of art, and literature is also a part of art. Literature allows exaggeration, and Elder Sara is a master in this regard.
"But we finally won!" Elder Sarah shouted: "It is precisely because Rogge, the noble Shiloh envoy, showed the power of divine power, sealed the bone dragon and killed the orc leader, that we finally defeated Kill the orcs!" He showed the temperament of a poet again.
"There were three elders at the scene who witnessed the miracles performed by the divine messengers. However," Elder Sarah paused and roared angrily: "When we led the distinguished divine messengers to the Green Sea, The Presbytery actually sent only one guard commander, and arrogantly informed us to hold a meeting in the Presbytery in the afternoon! Elders, are you so noble that not even the envoy of Shiloh can let you move your noble body? Come out to greet us? Where is your piety and your faith!"
Now, Elder Sarah has completely transformed into a fighter.
Rogge observed carefully. There were more than twenty elders with gloomy expressions, while most of them had blank faces.
"Is there such a thing? Great Elder Erwin, there is no content in the notice you gave us that the messenger of God is coming."
"Has the divine messenger arrived? Who is he?"
The meeting hall was noisy again.
Elder Sarah's old face flushed with excitement, pointed at Rogge and shouted loudly: "This is the envoy of God, the distinguished Lord Rogge!"
Rogge stood up at the right time and bowed slightly to the elders.
An elder behind Erwin stood up and said loudly: "This Mr. Rogge, we are not sure yet that he is the divine envoy! How could Shiloh choose a human to be the divine envoy? How can the human race guide the noble elves? This is simply blasphemy!"
Elder Feili also stood up and said angrily: "Elder Camaraxiu! Are you doubting the wisdom and judgment of our seven elders? Such a big thing as the return of the millennium and the identity of the God's envoy, can it be joked about!' Although the Light of the Forest is the largest tribe of elves, they can’t do whatever they want!”
Kamalaxiu said coldly: "I didn't say that the matter of the God's Envoy can be joked about. It's just that the return of the millennium is related to the fate of the entire elves, and the God's Envoy is the key to it. It cannot be careless. If you are deceived, then But what should we do?”
"Camaraxiu! You are so arrogant, you actually dare to doubt the identity of the God Envoy!" Feili said with a stern voice.
"I have no doubts. I just want to be cautious when confirming this important matter."
There was a quarrel in the solemn Elders' House. The elegant elves lost all their manners at this moment and argued loudly. Many old trivial matters between the tribes were also brought out and became an excuse to attack each other. Only Roger sat calmly, smiling and saying nothing. Now that he has fanatical believers charging into the battle for him, why is there any need for him to lead the charge
'Morning Sea of Forest' is the most noble restaurant. From its private room on the fourth floor, you can see the Tree of Life, the Great Elf Temple and the Elder's Court. The room is decorated with a magic circle formed by several flowers and trees. Although simple, it is ingenious. Under the power of magic, a gentle breeze blew through the room. No matter what the weather is outside, it is always the same inside.
The iron pear wood dining table placed in the center of the room is a precious and ancient work of art. It is covered with reliefs praising the glorious history of the elves before the Thousand Years War. The entire table was blessed by magic and glowed with a faint dark red light. Precious magic was actually used to keep the dining table open for a long time. If a human magician saw it, they would surely be saddened by the waste of elves.
This room has always been prepared for the most noble people of the elves, and is sometimes used to entertain very important guests. In the room at this moment, Frey was leaning on the back of his chair, leisurely sipping the age-old wine in his hand. Sitting next to him was an old man who looked like a magician. He was dressed in strange and luxurious clothes and had a proud look on his face.
"Lord Frey, as you expected, the fake divine messenger actually came to the Green Sea. Now that he has come this time, it will not be so easy for him to leave. According to our people's observation, the fake divine messenger is just a ten-year-old man. A magician of around 100,000 years of age, I really didn’t expect him to be so bold and dare to assassinate the real messenger of God. However, Mr. Frey, Carmela was actually killed. Is she really the messenger of God?”
Frey pondered for a moment before speaking: "Mr. Bragg, your suspicion is not unreasonable. In fact, I have been doubting this matter for the past few days. However, Carmela met my father and submitted an inheritance letter. The evidence of the oracle, and asked the Northern Druid Alliance to provide her with protection. Her identity as an oracle was confirmed by her father. Although I don’t know what the evidence is, my father will never be wrong. "
"I think," Bragg chose his words carefully. After all, the Wrath of the Sky was a god-like existence in their minds. And in the glorious age of God, there has never been a situation where a divine envoy was killed before completing the oracle. "Could it be that Lord Sky Fury has other plans for this?"
Frey sighed, and his lord had already left the central mountain range and returned to the City of Yunxiao. Therefore, there is no way to ask him for clarification now. But no matter what, we cannot let this fake divine envoy fish in troubled waters among the elves! It took us druids hundreds of years to gradually control the elves. This time we must not allow this person to destroy it! "
"But it seems that this fake envoy is not simple! He has controlled at least two elven tribes. Mr. Bragg, what do you think of this matter?" Frey looked at the old man intently, waiting patiently for the answer.
Bragg said slowly: "From the information we have, although the Sala tribe and the Seven Colored Deer combined have less than 7,000 people, there are still more than a dozen elven tribes that are not under our control, with a total of more than 60,000 people." Population. So, the worst case scenario is that this fake divine envoy will have all 60,000 elves in his hands. Now, we still don’t know what the purpose of this divine envoy is, so we can’t take it lightly.”
Frey nodded, looked at the Presbytery in the distance, and took a sip of the wine in his hand.
"Elder Bragg, we will soon know what his purpose is. With me, Frey, here, it will not be easy for him to fish in troubled waters. However, if he is smart enough, we can make his envoy from false to real, and There's nothing wrong with it! There must have been a quarrel in the Elf Council of Elders now. I didn't expect that the elves, who have always been known to have firm beliefs and noble temperament, would put the oracle aside in the face of interests! Hahaha! Although We gave them enough excuses."
Bragg stroked the neatly combed beard on his lips and said slowly: "The road to return to the millennium is never easy. Judging from the words of that dead ghost Carmela, this holy land is probably in the far west. In the Qiqinak Mountains. It is thousands of miles away to move there from the Central Mountains. It is not easy for ten thousand of these two hundred thousand elves to reach the Holy Land. If I were the leader of the Elf Clan, I would have to do my best Consider whether you are risking the lives of most of your tribe for a fictitious legend."
"Sir, you are right. It is a pity to let so many elves die. Maybe we can make good use of this fake envoy. This guy is a talent. I hope he can see the situation clearly and will not be stupid enough to become our enemy. It seems that the meeting of the Council of Elders is coming to an end, and I think I should go see the envoy and teach him a lesson."
"Lord Frey, although according to the detection, the fake divine envoy only has around level 10 magic power, you still have to pay attention to your own safety!" Bragg said obviously not sincerely.
"A tenth-level magician?" Frei laughed loudly, "I will be careful not to hurt him."
The magic system of druids is very different from the magic used by magicians. But unlike the weak body of the magician, the druid's magic resistance and force are much higher. A druid like Frey who has reached level 14 will give most magicians a headache after wearing a complete set of magic protective equipment.
The elf elders argued in the elders' courtyard for a whole afternoon to no avail. Although Sarah and Fili were at a numerical disadvantage, they gradually gained an advantage in the argument. They have too much evidence that Rogge is the envoy of God. The Fat Man was exactly as described in the prophecy, and he had all the same characteristics mentioned in the prophecy. Many elves witnessed the miracle he showed, and the Lin Zhiguang tribe was also confident. Although they gradually fell behind in terms of principles, they still refused to give in. The whole afternoon passed quickly, and finally Elder Erwin had to announce that the meeting was over and that it would be discussed again tomorrow.
The elders came out of the presbytery one after another. There had not been such a heated and exciting debate in the Elders' House for many years, and all the elven elders were very excited. After walking out of the Presbytery, high-pitched debates still sounded from time to time.
Rogge, surrounded by Fili, Sarah and others, walked to the monastery where he was staying, which was specially provided for the first-level elf elders. The fat man sighed inwardly, "I really didn't expect that the elves are such hierarchical creatures!"
"Doesn't that mean that as a superior, you can make many unreasonable demands on your subordinates?" The fat man couldn't help but think wrong again.
Frey stood by the roadside with his hands behind his hands, chatting and laughing casually with his two men. His sharp eyes glanced at Rogge who was walking in this direction from time to time. In the eyes of Frey, who has always been a germaphobe, this divine envoy has a hateful face and a bloated body, and there is clearly a lustful light flashing in his small eyes. If he hadn't known that this liar was doing something earth-shattering, he would have looked away and classified Rogge into the group of incompetent people.
In addition to the seven elders, Rogge and his party also had four or five guards. 'Green Sea' has always been a peaceful place, and the guards are only used to show status, not too much.
In the blink of an eye, the group of people arrived in front of Frey. Frey looked up to the sky and let out a long laugh, stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pointed at Rogge!
Suddenly, a blue shadow flashed before his eyes!
It turned out that Androni saw Rogge coming out of the Presbytery, so she pulled out of the group of elf girls and followed Rogge quietly. The elf girls were unwilling to give up, but 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 skipped away.
Frey was struck by lightning and stood on the spot.
Rogge glanced at Frey strangely. This man is tall and handsome, with a sense of desolation that has gone through vicissitudes of life. He simply stands there, majestic and dignified. But for some reason, he laughed three times for no apparent reason, then took a step forward and suddenly became dumbfounded, looking like an idiot.
The fat man secretly sighed, how could such a heroic figure be an idiot
Rogge and others were far away, but Frey still looked like an idiot, motionless.
"Lord Frey! Lord Frey!" Frey's men were extremely worried and shouted in a low voice.
Lei suddenly came to his senses and grabbed his own men.
"Did I just see a ghost?"
"Sir! How could there be undead creatures in the elven city?" Frey's hand was so strong that he was so strong that he could hardly breathe. A fourteenth-level druid must also be a very powerful warrior!
"That means the person who walked past just now was a person?"
"Of course, my lord!"
"Am I not dazzled?"
"Sir, you also have very good eyesight."
Frey nodded and laughed some more. He suddenly thought of something again and stretched out his hand to give his subordinate a hard squeeze. The subordinate let out a scream.
"Does it hurt?" Frey asked concerned.
"My lord is dead." The man's face turned purple.
"So, I'm not dreaming?"
Of course it's not a dream, you are very awake! "The men squeezed out these words with gritted teeth.
Frey was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed wildly. It took a while before he stopped laughing. Looking around, he saw that there were already many elves watching around him. His old face suddenly turned red, he lowered his face and squeezed out of the crowd. He didn't care about the two men and hurried away with all his strength.
The two men also covered their faces and hurriedly chased Frei. They complained softly until no one was around.
"It seems that your mistake has happened again."
"Yes, oh, it hurts me so much. I want to know if I am dreaming, sir, why are you pinching me!"
I hope you don’t miss the big event of the Archdruid this time because of this. However, I never expected that there could be such a beautiful man in this world! "
"If he puts on women's clothes, that would be really awesome!"
"Yeah, even I'm a little excited! Tell me, if he takes off his clothes and stretches out these two big white legs like this..."
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That night, Frey hurriedly called the elders of the 'Light of the Forest' tribe who came to have a secret talk. Regardless of the firm opposition of Bragg and his subordinates, he went to visit the elders' monastery at night, saying that he wanted to have a good talk with the false envoy. . Now even Prague knew what his purpose was in going to Rogge, so he was naturally afraid that he would make a mistake and ruin things.
However, Frey was so stubborn that he thundered, and Bragg had no choice but to take two of his capable men with him to visit the elder's monastery at night.
The seven elf elders were all sitting in Rogge's room, and they were scolding the "Light of the Forest" in unison with righteous indignation. The eighteen elders in the tribe, regardless of whether they spoke in the elders' hall in the afternoon, were not spared. Some old scandals have also been exposed, proving that these old guys were no longer good hundreds of years ago. Sara and Fili scolded each other, but they knew that the Council of Elders was still in the hands of the 'Light of the Forest' and their friendly tribes. If the 'Light of the Forest' insists on not listening to the envoys of the gods, I am afraid that he will have to seek help from the priests of the Great Elf Temple.
However, among the thirteen sacrifices in the great temple, Zhaoye was the only one from the two tribes. Elder Sarah suggested that Rogge perform another miracle in the Great Elf Temple, which would naturally make the other twelve priests recognize Rogge as the envoy of the gods. If it is recognized by the Great Elf Temple, the 'Light of the Forest' will not be able to embarrass the Lord God Envoy in the Council of Elders.
Sara's suggestion was immediately rejected by Rogge with a smile. There are no strong people in the Sara clan, and no one can see the tricks of the fat man. But going to the Great Elf Temple to play this trick is playing with fire. Not to mention whether the trick will be exposed, it doesn't count that I killed Hilo's messenger and pretended to be her, but I still want to go to the temple of Hilo to deceive her? As long as Shiloh has a little temper, it will be strange if he is not struck by lightning. Roger knew that God existed. As for whether they are interested in paying attention to what is going on in this world, I don't know.
Of course, Rogge's reasons are extremely high-sounding. He said it would be a great insult to Shiloh to display miracles for the purpose of showing off. With just this sentence, all the elders were immediately silenced.
"Even if the Council of Elders does not recognize the identity of Lord God's Envoy, we, the Sara clan, will follow Lord God's Envoy and embark on a thousand-year journey of return." Elder Sarah said bitterly.
Feili and several other elders looked at each other and nodded. No matter what decision the Elders Council makes, the 'Flying Seven-Colored Deer' tribe will follow the Lord God Envoy. The House of Elders is now full of people who have abandoned Shiloh's faith, alas. "
Rogge couldn't help but be overjoyed. Compared to the Sara tribe, the 'Flying Seven-Colored Deer' elves had more people and were specialized in making armors. The two were completely different in value.
Shiloh's faith is really powerful! Rogge fell in love with this great elf of war for the first time.
At this moment, someone sent a message: "Lord Frey from the Northern Druid Alliance asked to see the Lord God Envoy."
Hearing the word 'Druid', Rogdeng felt a little guilty, thinking to himself that it couldn't be the matter of that small village! He turned around and asked, "Who is this Lord Frey? He's gone as long as he can! I'm very tired."
"Lord Frey is the only son of the Great Druid of the North: The Fury of the Sky. The Northern Druid Alliance has always been an ally of the elves. Lord Envoy, it would be rude of you not to see him!" Elder Feili replied.
Rogge nodded. He is the only son of the Great Druid of Sky's Fury, so I'll just greet him. "
He bit the bullet, walked out the door, met Frey face to face, and was stunned. The fat man never expected that the son of Sky Fury would be the idiot and strange man he saw on the way back!
"Lord Angel, can we walk around in the courtyard as we please?" When Frey wasn't doing anything wrong, he was a personable and charming man. It's just that the scene where he was crazy on the side of the road left a deep impression on Rogge, so his image in Rogge's mind could not be high no matter what.
Roger did what he said. He wanted to see what this Frey wanted to do.
"Lord God Envoy! I really didn't expect you to be so successful in your performance. I really admire you!"
"I really don't understand what you are talking about." Rogge's heart jumped a few times, but his face remained calm.
"I'd better call you Lord God Envoy. I'll put it bluntly. The real God Envoy, Elf Knight Carmela, was escorted by me. Unexpectedly, I fell into the trap you set. You can kill me. An envoy who upholds the true oracle, this is something I never dreamed of! And you were so clean and neat that you didn’t leave any traces. It’s really admirable! If it weren’t for the fake elf horn that I still have In my hand, I really don’t know what to do with you.”
Rogge remained calm, with a faint silver light in his eyes, ready to give Frey a fatal blow at any time. "Lord Frey, there is no way that horn can stay..."
"You admitted that you did it?" Frey laughed sarcastically.
"You already know what's going on. It doesn't matter whether I admit it or not, doesn't it? The important thing is that you don't have evidence in your hand. Lord Frey, let's not go around. Since you found me privately, there must be a deal. Yes, tell me the conditions!"
Frey pondered for a moment and our Northern Druid Alliance will recognize your status as an envoy. You can take away the Sala tribe and the Flying Seven-Colored Deer tribe. As for the elves from other tribes, you can also take away ten thousand elves. Of course, whether you can pull this much depends on your ability. We won't care where you want to take the elves or what you want to do in the name of the envoy of God. As long as it doesn't harm our interests, we can even give you some help. what do you think! "
Rogge chuckled and thought: "No good thing ever happens in the world." He said calmly and slowly: "Master Frey, you have given me so many benefits, what do you want in exchange? I am poor and have nothing. It’s too high and I can’t afford it.”
Frey was a little embarrassed, thinking how could this fake angel look like a rogue.
"Lord God Envoy, I only have two requirements. First, in addition to the number of elves we just mentioned, you need to refuse any other elven tribes to follow. Second, you need to send one of your subordinates, the one in blue. The swordsman gave it to me!"
After saying the last sentence, Frey's face was full of anticipation. (QuanBen Novel Website www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com)