Anturagon led his people into Woking City from the city gate. Along the way, this human city shocked him quite a lot.
In his impression, human beings are dirty, and they don't take a bath for ten or even dozens of days. The nobles of many countries even think that taking a bath will wash away their luck. At most, they will only wipe their bodies with a damp cloth every month. If the smell is really bad, they will cover it up with floral fragrance or the secret perfume made by alchemists.
But the stink and the scent mix together at the same time, creating an even weirder smell. Humans can't smell this smell, but the elves can. After all, they grew up with trees and flowers, and they are very familiar with the smell of nature.
Therefore, Anturagon returned to the forest after traveling in the human world for several years. He really didn't want to be with those dirty humans.
Only now, he found that the people in this city are very clean, even if they are poor, even if they wear patched clothes, not only the people are clean, but the clothes are also clean first.
In this city, the vast majority of people are believers in the God of Wealth.
In the teachings written by Beta, the first one is to pay attention to personal hygiene. When most people start to love cleanliness, it will drive the atmosphere of the whole city, and then those who don't like to take a bath will become different.
Another example is the mercenaries. Because of the licking of blood on the edge of the knife, most of them live a life of life and death. When they are alive, they will try their best to fight for every minute and every second. I'm afraid that in the next second, I will die in the mission.
Taking a shower is a waste of time for them.
But here in Woking City, they have to start to form the habit of taking a bath, because they are not willing to entertain a dirty and smelly person at all, and they are quite angry when they leave. After all, they are like this in other places. The truth doesn't work here, it's discrimination, it's looking down on us.
With this thought in mind, they started to make trouble, but they were taught to be human by the guards, and dozens of mercenaries were sent to the farmland near the temple for labor reform.
All of the mercenaries were frightened at once.
Doing farm work, the mercenaries finally became professionals, just to stop being farmers, and now they are surrounded by other people doing farm work, what a shame.
Facts have proved that mercenaries also need face. One reform through labor has let all mercenaries know the seriousness of the law here.
Those mercenaries who have been "reformed through labor" for two months have become well-behaved in Woking City.
Anturagon found that the streets of this city are also very clean, and it seems that there are special people responsible for cleaning. It's similar to the city of the elves, but in comparison, the people here seem more vigorous and energetic.
The elves are peaceful and peaceful. To put it nicely, they live a leisurely life. To put it bluntly, they live a life of depression.
After being arranged to live in the Yingbin Building, the person in charge of the city did not summon them, and Anturagon was not in a hurry. He just walked around the city every day to have a look.
The more I look at it, the more I am surprised. This city has very strict laws, but the people here are not at all frightened by the strict laws. Instead, they seem very at ease. There is a sense of trust from the heart.
This was what he saw on the first day. On the second day, he came near the temple. He wanted to see the spiritual outlook of the priests of the God of Wealth Cult, but unexpectedly, he discovered his own people.
He was a little happy. There are many elves living in the human world. He thought that the other party was like this, but after walking over, he found that the other party was somewhat different from them.
This elf was working in the field, and after getting closer, he realized that his skin was a very special pale gold.
Half-elf, special half-elf
As if sensing someone behind him, the elf who was squatting and weeding stood up, turned around, smiled slightly after seeing Anturagon, and said, "Clanman, where are you from?"
"Hi clansman, I'm Anturagon, of course I'm from the mother tree."
After hesitating for a while, the elf finally understood what Anturagon meant, and he smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, I didn't realize it. All elves are children of the mother tree, there is nothing wrong with that. "
Anturagon can serve as the leader of the envoy group, and he is very good in human relations, observing appearances, and calculating people's hearts. He was quite keen to discover the blind spot in the elf's words: "What do you mean, you have never paid attention to the mother tree before?"
"It was true for more than a hundred years ago." The elf nodded: "Clanman, you can call me Heka."
"Heka, can you tell me what's going on?" Anturagon narrowed his eyes slightly: "You don't look like a half-elf, so I'm very interested in your thoughts."
Anturagon didn't understand, except for half-elves, are there pure elves who don't respect and love their mother tree? And this elf's skin is really strange, light golden and white.
The elves have a gift of never being tanned. Born from the mother tree, they are essentially trees in human form, has anyone ever seen a tree that gets tanned
As if feeling the slight anger in Antu's heart, Heka also said seriously: "Sorry, clansman, I am a beckoning cat. Although I am also an elf, I am a beckoning cat now."
Ah... Lucky Cat, what the hell is this.
Seeing Anturagon's strange expression, Heka continued, "This is the name given to us by the Pope. We will be the lucky cats from now on."
Hearing this, Anturagon was already a little angry: "You mean, you are going to leave our elves. Or, why did the Pope of the God of Wealth change your name, and it is still such an ugly name. "
"Because he gave us a new life. Besides, the name Lucky Cat is very nice, and our whole clan likes it very much." Heka thought for a while, then clapped his hands suddenly and said, "I forgot to tell you, I used to be Drow Elf, the pope rescued us from the power of evil gods, he gave us a new life, so he has the right to give us a new name. We are already a brand new race."
These words were like a bolt from the blue, and directly stunned Anturagon.
"You were originally a drow elf?" Anturagon slapped himself on the face: "You just said, you?"
Heka turned around and pointed. At this time, another batch of 'beckoning cats' came out of the church. Some of them hadn't fully transformed back. The black body was obvious, but there were already dark golden stripes under the skin. As for the others, although their skin is also darker, their overall skin color is already similar to that of Heka.
It is obvious from a comparison that these tribesmen should really be drow elves.
"How did you do it?"
Anturagon couldn't believe it. They naturally knew that the drow elves were once their own clansmen, and then they fell.
It's not that the elves have tried to find a way to turn them back, but they all ended in failure.
What's more, they were not very good at attacking the original clansmen, and in the end they simply couldn't see it.
But now, what he saw, a group of clan followers who were about to be transformed back, not one, but a group. This shows that the God of Wealth Sect does have a method that can transform a large number of drow elves.
After figuring this out, Anturagon stopped wandering around the city, but went straight back to the Yingbin Building, and immediately asked the guards to bring him up for meeting and negotiating.
Shirley originally wanted to hang out with the elf envoy group for two more days, but the other party kept sending requests to meet up all day long.
In such a hurry? Why did the elves send an impatient person to negotiate
Shirley was a little puzzled, but on the second day, she agreed to the request to meet. Because she felt that the other party was really impatient.
As long as the other party is impatient, they have already gained the upper hand, and there is no need to procrastinate.
The meeting time is ten o'clock the next day.
The elves' envoys came early, and Anturagon was stunned when he saw Shirley.
It's not that he was stunned by Shirley... There are many beauties in the elves, and whether it's the world tree or the ancestors, their looks are no worse than Shirley's.
He was surprised that it was not the Pope who met them.
Seeming to understand what Anturagon meant, Shirley explained: "Our pope has important matters to deal with, and we can't get out of it in a short time. I am a saint of the Holy Religion, and I should be qualified to judge with you on an equal footing. Bar."
It turns out that the saint of the God of Wealth Sect is Belin, but now that Beilen has even given birth to a child, her status as a saint is naturally lifted.
Shirley will be in charge for the time being.
"We came here with the will of the queen and the mother tree, and we are willing to coexist peacefully with your teacher for mutual benefit." Anturagon suddenly changed the subject and asked: "But there are some things I want to verify, your teacher, can you Drow, transform back to its original form?"
Shirley smiled slightly, Beta's expectations will be fulfilled so soon
"Indeed, this is one of the unique abilities of our god religion." Shirley said with a smile: "But they are no longer elves, but beckoning cats."
Anturagon shook his head: "This name doesn't sound good, but Forest Elf sounds better."
"The name doesn't matter." Shirley said slowly: "The important thing is that they can change back. Your Excellency Anturagon, let's talk about the alliance."
"How did you do it?"
"Let's talk about the alliance first!"
Anturagon took a breath helplessly, and said: "We can pay some price, I hope you can teach us the method of transformation."
"It can't be taught, it needs the divine support of the goddess Yunmen. The forest goddess that your elves believe in. It can't be done." Shirley shook her head: "Let's talk about the alliance first."
"Really can't teach?"
Anturagon couldn't believe it.