Nanna hated Beta so much that she almost dreamed of him every night.
Therefore, after she entered the city, even though she was far away, she recognized Beta just by her figure.
After seeing the unforgettable enemy, she couldn't bear her anger at all, and her first reaction was to rush over.
And then... hit the street.
The gap between the two cannot be bridged by anger alone.
When the night saber pounced, Beta dodged sideways while grabbing the clothes on Nanna's chest and throwing her to the ground. The huge impact made her faint, and she could only groan unconsciously.
Seeing this scene, the elves of the elves envoys turned pale with fright. They mobilized their mounts to surround Beta, and then they drew their bows at Beta on the ground. One of the quite handsome elves shouted angrily: "Despicable human, let go!" she."
"Despicable?" Beta's long sword was still pointing at Nanna's neck, he stood up, then raised his right foot mercilessly, stepped heavily on Nanna's chest, and sneered: "But she moved first hand."
The elves were unmoved. In their view, human beings are lowly, and Nanna is a genius in the clan. So what if she made the first move
"I'll say it again, let her go, or she will die." The elf just now continued to shout.
Beta smiled, ignored him, turned to look at Greenton who was walking slowly, and asked, "What do you think?"
"Put away your weapons." Greenton said to the elves next to him: "This is the territory of humans. In any case, Nanna will do it first, and she is the one who is wrong."
Although the elves were very reluctant, Greenton's prestige was indeed relatively high. The elves put away their weapons and glared at Beta.
"I'm Cook Green." Beta let go of his feet and said to Greenton first: "Nice to meet you, the legendary powerhouse of the elves."
Cook-Green!
Greenton smiled. He remembered that in the dream, his master often liked to change his name to do some difficult tasks, and he understood it as soon as he heard it.
"Nice to meet you, too." Greenton decided to cooperate with his original owner: "I apologize to you for Nanna's behavior. Besides, can I take her away?"
Beta took a step back and made a 'please' gesture.
Two elves rushed over, picked up the unconscious Nanna, and returned to the team.
The night saber walked over and gently licked its master's face.
After slightly nodding to Beta, Greenton led the people away and headed for the palace.
A group of soldiers gathered at the city gate. They thought the elves were going to make trouble, but now that the situation has calmed down, they retreated.
After Greenton disappeared, Beta wandered the streets casually, but he was a little puzzled.
The elves have always been closed to the outside world and rarely participate in external affairs. It is said that for thousands of years, he has not participated in any king's coronation ceremony, and when his own queen is crowned, she never invites foreigners.
However, because France claims to be the largest country, almost all foreigners will send an invitation letter. It doesn't matter whether you come or not, anyway, I just want to get it.
With this in mind, every time the king of the Kingdom of France is crowned, he will send a magic message to the elves, dwarves, and even the orcs. For hundreds of years, no foreigner has ever appeared in the crowning of the new king of France. At the celebration, but this time, the elves actually came.
So Beta felt very strange, thinking that there must have been a lot of changes within the elves, and I don't know why.
After wandering around for a while, Beta returned to the reception room. The archer had already returned, and the hickey on his neck hadn't disappeared yet, so he knew what to do at a glance.
Next, the three of Bradley went out for a stroll.
It may be because of being too tired to do certain things, the archer soon fell into a deep sleep. There are also bookshelves in the reception room, on which there are some biographies or travel notes.
These books are very new, Beta took one and was killing time.
After a while, they heard the sound of the other party opening the door, and then there was a knock on Tina's door.
Out of the instinct of caring for her companions, Beta got up, walked to the door, and opened it slightly. Although the palace is very safe, this is the VIP area for foreign countries. There are many envoys from other countries. Who knows if the envoys of those countries have any brain problems.
Standing at the door, if something happened to Tina, Beta felt that she could go up to the rescue faster.
Paladins are indeed very strong, but if they don't wear equipment, their strength will be at least half removed.
A man's voice came from outside the door, which seemed a bit feminine: "Beautiful girl, you are the hottest sun and the most gentle moon I have ever seen, your eyes are like clear lake water, your skin is like Smooth as milk."
The man praised Tina with an aria-like voice, and then Beta heard Tina's helpless question.
"and then?"
Uh... The man seemed to be stunned. Tina's reaction was completely beyond his expectation.
"I know I'm beautiful, so I don't need you to tell me." Tina said with a touch of impatience in her voice, "At least fifty people have already told me about your uninspired poetry."
Then there was the merciless slam of the door.
Beta almost laughed out loud when he heard this. He really didn't expect that Tina, who usually looks gentle and gentle, would have such a side.
There is nothing to do in the next two days. Beta occasionally chats with Tina, and spends most of the time in the reception room. As the time for the coronation ceremony is getting closer, there are more and more people in the foreign VIP area. Foreign envoys stay.
Soon it became a little lively here.
A group of messengers with different tones and different skin colors came and went here, and Tina was the one who received the most visits. After all, she was a beautiful girl, and everyone liked to be close.
Then on the third day, Beta left the palace, turned left and right and came to a restaurant, which was a bit remote and there were no people there.
He went up to the second floor, knocked two long and three short codes, and after a while, the door opened a gap, and Beta slipped in.
In the room sat Greenton.
"If you want to see me, you don't have to be so sneaky." Beta sat down and asked directly. Between friends, there is no need for so many complicated etiquette.
Two days ago, when they met in the city, Greenton used a code that was only known to the Knights of the Round Table in the game back then, and agreed on the time and place to meet today.
Greenton sighed: "Actually, I want to ask you something."
"Well, tell me, as long as I know, I can answer."
"Our ancestor came back, and she asked us to find someone. According to her description, I think that person should be you."
Beta was a little strange: "Your ancestors? World Tree?"
"No, the mother tree is the mother tree, and the ancestor is the ancestor." Greenton thought for a while and said, "She said you took her bath towel."
Oh... Beta suddenly realized who Greenton was talking about.
"That female elf is your ancestor?" Beta thought for a while, but she didn't find it strange: "Yes, judging from the style of the mausoleum, it is indeed a person from the pre-elven era."
Hearing this, the corners of Greenton's mouth twitched a little: "You're not going to dig up the grave of your ancestor, are you?"
Beta laughed a few times.
Greenton sighed helplessly. The Golden Sons have eccentricities and always like to dig other people's graves. This is not a problem of one or two golden sons, but all golden sons have this habit.
Greenton sometimes really doesn't understand what the Golden Sons think and why they are so obsessed with digging up other people's ancient tombs.
"I can only pretend that I didn't know it was you." Greenton felt discouraged: "But then again, you have become a lot stronger."
A year ago, when Greenton saw Beta, he felt that he could win for sure, but now seeing Beta again, he felt that he was not sure of winning.
The Golden Sons grew up extremely fast, he had known this for a long time, but when he saw that Beta was about to step into the legend again, he felt that the hero was short of breath. I have worked hard for nearly three hundred years before I have this strength, and the man in front of me caught up in just a few years.
"There is another thing that I have to talk to you about." Greenton said seriously: "Our elves plan to open the border and actively integrate with the human world."
Beta was a little surprised: "Those old antiques of your elves have enlightened?"
"On the contrary, Lord Morton and the others didn't have such an idea." Greenton smiled and said, "It was the ancestor who made this happen. She conquered all of us by force alone, and then both persuaded the mother tree."
"Well, it's really a big deal." Beta thought for a while, and said, "But your elf forest is too far away from our Hollevin Kingdom. Even if the border is opened, it has nothing to do with us. Could it be that you specially invited me over today? Just to talk about it?"
"No, it has something to do with you. Since the borders are open and we take the initiative to integrate into the human world, then the major religious religions are naturally the targets of our alliance." Greenton smiled: "You are the Pope of the Woking Theological Religion, so you should deal with this matter .We have sent people to the wetlands... Uh, Woking City, but I didn't expect you to be lurking here. Since I can't tell you in public, I can only invite you out secretly."
"Alliance, then I really have to go back and have a look." Beta didn't feel embarrassed. Although Wojin City is far away from here, it's just a matter of two or three teleportation spells.
"Thank you for telling me." Beta suddenly remembered something: "By the way, the female elf named Nanna the day before yesterday seemed to use cavalry skills. You taught it? You plan to let the elves have real lightness cavalry?"
"The elves need cavalry."
Beta nodded in agreement. The elves do not have a solid forward line, because the elves are generally weak, and it is impossible to form a real infantry. In war, it is very disadvantageous not to have a solid forward line. The long-distance formation, being approached by infantry and cavalry, will collapse as soon as it rushes.
But if they cooperate with the night sabers and become light cavalry, they can barely be regarded as a forward line. With the mobility of elf archers, as long as someone helps to restrain them, they will have more tactical space to maneuver.