I, the Lord of the End

Chapter 44, Light Elf Merchant Station
Seeing off Istvan, Sid sighed slightly.

It is easy to deceive the imperial army with his identity and Sid's certificate issued by the lord, but it is difficult to deceive his father, the "black eagle and lion". When he returns to the central dynasty, he will inevitably face a huge battle. Storm, apart from dozens of whips, the eldest son of Duke Holstein is bound to face the wrath and questioning from his father. This will definitely not be as simple as a violent beating.

But Istvan still decided to go back.

He does change.

But that doesn't matter, Sid has her own affairs to attend to.

"I remember... it's here." After going around two blocks and crossing a river, Sid came to a quiet place in Wolf Castle, which was not as gray, white, dirty and disgusting as other places in Wolf Castle. , across a small bridge, sky blue buildings, orange walls covered with dense vines, flowers are blooming in the courtyard, someone is playing football on the green grass, and two elves with pointed ears stand guard at the gate .

This is the light elf business station and Sid's destination.

The light elves have shops in most of the large cities of the Holy Empire. If there are places where the werewolves dare not come to make trouble, then the light elves shops and the dwarf Leaky Cauldron Bar are definitely among them.

In this world, there are naturally elves and dwarves. Among them, dwarves are divided into fire dwarves and mountain dwarves. Fire dwarves live underground, while mountain dwarves live on the surface. Except for the division of labor, the difference is not obvious.

The elves are very different. The elves have risen as a race as early as the Dragon God era, and they are the darlings of the Dragon Gods. In the battle of the ancient gods, the elves were very entangled in whether to fall to the heaven gods, and finally internally differentiated into the light elves. and dark elves.

Most of the light elves live on the Dawn Islands and the Floating Void City, and they tend to change sects from heaven.

Dark elves mostly live in the Underdark and deep underground, and tend to be loyal to the Dragon God.

At this time, the two sides have shown signs of a serious split, but they are still operating in the name of the Elven Empire for the time being.

After the Soissons hegemony battle of the first Holy Falcon Emperor, the Elven Empire was completely split, and the Light Elves fully recognized the authority of the Holy Empire and obeyed orders as a vassal state of the Holy Empire.

The Dark Elves partly recognized the authority of the Holy Empire and escaped into the deep forest and underground. As a regular tribute state of the Holy Empire, they only maintained a minimum level of communication. Although the Light Elves left the Holy Empire, the two sides have always maintained diplomatic exchanges and trade relations. The dark elves turned hostile.

Now it is the Sixth Dynasty. The Holy Empire attaches great importance to the diplomatic relations between the Light Elves and the Dwarves. Once it involves civil conflicts, it will easily become a diplomatic dispute. The elves were very afraid and didn't dare to do anything to these people.

Because once the two sides fight, the fireball of the light elf wizard will directly stick to the face of the evil werewolf. A fireball used to be either dead or maimed. There are very few mages in the Holy Empire. ", but magic is the glorious tradition of the light elves. When the werewolves took the initiative to provoke troubles, even if the light elves killed people and went to the circuit court, nothing would happen. After a long time, the evil werewolves dared not provoke the light elves at all.

This is also the characteristic of the werewolf: willing to gamble and admit defeat, since I took the initiative to provoke trouble, I will admit it, and rarely make trouble afterwards.

"Sorry, sir." Two heavily armed elf guards stretched out their spears, stopped Sid, and looked at him with their nostrils: "The elf merchant station does not accept human friends, please go back."

The armor of these two elf guards is a typical light elf style, bright gold magic pattern breastplate, horn helmet, a snake-shaped spear in one hand, a scimitar around the waist in the other hand, and a short sword hanging on the belt. Equipped with repeating crossbows, if Sid guessed correctly, they still had daggers hidden in their boots and bodies.

interesting.

"I have a reservation."

"Are you kidding? This is a business station, not here to give you accommodation. The business station never accepts reservations from humans." The elf guard laughed from the gap in his horned helmet: "You made a mistake, friend, here It’s not the hotel of your Holy Empire, it’s useless for us to play this game, please go back, otherwise please don’t blame us for being rude.”

"I have a reservation." Sid stretched out his finger and flicked on the surface of the snake-shaped spear: "My friend made a reservation for me."

An irresistible force came from the crossed spears, and the guards took a step back at the same time. They were annoyed and surprised at the same time. The humans in front of them seemed to be under 18: "Last chance."

"Whinney Sapentus Silverhand, he booked me a room."

The surname Yinshou seemed to have magical powers, and the atmosphere suddenly changed.

"Silver hand?!" An exclamation came from the horned helmet, and the two guards looked at each other.

"Whinney Sapentus Silverhand has a room for me," Sid repeated. "I'm his friend."

"It turned out to be a silver-handed guest!" The guard immediately straightened his waist and saluted: "I'm very sorry, I have offended you so much. Please come in. The fire and fine wine are already waiting for your visit. At the Sunshine Commercial Station, you will definitely feel at home." a feeling of."

"Thank you." Sid couldn't help laughing.

Do you understand the gold content of silver hands?

It seems that the two guards still understand.

Walking along the marble stone road into the front hall of the commercial station, light elves in twos and threes are sitting there drinking elf fruit wine and tasting jam bread. Seeing that there are humans appearing here, the light elves are whispering.

On the surface, the light elves greeted Sid warmly, and raised their wine glasses to signal him, as if they welcomed him very much.

But the Elvish tongue was not so friendly.

"Hey, look, white-haired freak."

"Romani bastard."

"The power of the sun is here now, I don't want to smell the stench of humans when I drink."

Unfortunately, Sid can understand Elvish.

The light elves are so arrogant, and their arrogance almost destroyed their race.

But he pretended not to hear, stepped on the thick carpet made of high-quality embossing techniques, looked at the white gold-topped walls and gorgeous chandeliers, the bar made of white oak and the glazed glass made of hundreds of high-end wines behind it. At the wine cabinet, Sid came to the bar and was about to speak to a female elf bartender, but the female elf bartender said nonchalantly in Elvish language: "Don't pay attention to those guys, they don't have a formal job or good magic talent, just rely on My identity as a light elf is fooling around in the human kingdom."

The muscles on Sid's face twitched, and he also changed his mouth and said in Elvish: "It's okay, I'm used to it."

The atmosphere in the living room immediately became awkward. The light elves looked at each other, lowered their heads and ate in silence.

Why does this human seem to know Elven language at such a young age?

Elven language is notoriously difficult to learn in the world.

After hearing Sid's words, the female elf bartender's face became embarrassed. She withdrew the common language she had planned in her stomach and continued to speak in elvish language: "No matter how you got in, what do you want?"

"There is a letter, it should arrive before me." Sid spread his hands: "The letter in the silver hand."

"Silver hand???" the female elf bartender almost shouted.

"Silver Hand!!!" The idle light elves who were eating around stood up collectively.

In just two seconds, she immediately changed her attitude. Not only did she tilt her waist slightly, but she also put on a smiling face: "It turns out that you are a friend of Silver Hands, and things have already been prepared! Your first three drinks here today are all free!"

"Bring me something to check."

"Now?"

"Now."

"Okay, please wait."

Sid sat at the bar and ordered a cocktail "Tequila Sunrise", and smiled as he watched the other bartender immediately drop all the orders and make the drink for him first.

He doesn't have an invitation letter for the banquet, so if he wants to get involved in tonight's banquet, he must use some other means.

He had already made preparations in advance. Based on his experience, for a banquet of this level, the previous methods were no longer effective.

It's not difficult to understand, he was in the "earth dog" Rezlan before, and his journey was in the "poor" wolf country. In this case, Sid can forge his identity and pretend to be the famous Nobili, and he is not afraid that the villagers will not believe him .

However, there must be quite a few Nobilis attending such a state-level diplomatic banquet attended by the imperial daughter. What is there to be surprised about Sid except for his gray hair?He has no invitation letter.

So he needs some special means to maintain his sense of mystery, to make himself special and different.

That is the light elf.

As the darlings of magic, the light elves are born spellcasters, with a full range of wizards, druids, and warlocks.

This was originally a good thing for the Holy Empire, which was extremely scarce and hungry for spellcasters. However, the arrogance of the light elves made it impossible for the two parties to truly cooperate closely.

In a certain era in ancient times, the elves prospered under the love and care of the Dragon God. Their wisdom and artistic attainments were unparalleled, and their martial arts and civilization topped all realms. As the darling of the Dragon God, the elves In the age of the dragon god, the achievements of civilization far surpassed that of humans and dwarves. Because of this, the elves always participated in the battle as the dragon god's side in the ancient battle of the gods, and suffered extremely huge losses.

As the battle of the ancient gods came to an end, the dragon gods either fell or were imprisoned. Only the sea dragon god Sibeles escaped into the deep ocean, and the elves began to hesitate whether to fall into the camp of the gods of heaven. What is rather strange is that the gods of heaven seem to lack the intention of completely liquidating the remaining dragon tribe and elves.

The elf came to a fork in the road.

In the end, some elves thought that they had paid enough and agreed to convert, and became light elves.

Some elves are still firmly loyal to the old belief of the dragon god, and they become dark elves.

The racial character of the light elves has always been vacillating between excellence and arrogance. As a super civilization left over from the age of the dragon god, hundreds of floating cities above the Dawn Islands are said to tell the past glory of the light elves. Today, the civilization of this world The level still failed to catch up with the glorious era of Dragon God.

Sid sitting on the bar is not surprised by the state of the light elves. Now the light elves have restrained a lot. You must know that the light elves still have a holy seat supreme.

At roughly the same time as the 544-year vacant window of the Holy Empire in the Holy Empire, the light elves spent more than 300 years of glory in the "Double Saint Era". At that time, the light elves' disdain and arrogance for humans could be written on their faces.

"Humans? Just ants."

"Holy Black Eagle Emperor, you are the singer, right?"

Until later, the great priest Cecilia succeeded in hitting the extreme realm, and the light elves immediately restrained their arrogance and readjusted their relationship with the Holy Empire. A veteran Holy See should be better at fighting. He admitted at the time that he was not the opponent of the great priest.

The Light Elf King immediately accepted the emperor's invitation to lead a delegation to visit the Holy White City, and the diplomatic relations between the two sides heated up again.

After discovering that Sid could understand Elven language, the light elves in the lobby were very embarrassed, and they all disappeared within a few minutes. Before leaving, a guy came over to apologize, and Sid smiled meaningfully to express his forgiveness. His offense.

"I'm sorry, sir, these people are not guys with serious jobs, nor are they wizards. They usually do odd jobs, and some of them even serve evil werewolves." The male elf bartender also apologized: "This bottle Strawberry Jam represents our apologies."

Slightly smaller than Sid's fist, the jam in a glass bottle was delivered to Sid, and Sid calmly accepted it. The value of this bottle of jam was much more than a few glasses of wine.

"How's business going?" Sid asked the male bartender while sipping a cocktail.

The changes in the appearance of elves are very fascinating. An elf becomes an adult at about 30 years old. Before the age of 150, it is adolescence. Before that, it will always be young, beautiful and vigorous. A normal elf can live for three centuries, usually after 200 years old. The physical characteristics will change slightly towards middle-aged people. When the vast majority of elves die of old age, they will look like humans in their 40s and [-]s. It is very rare and there are reasons for the appearance of old age.

Sid couldn't guess the age of the bartender, but he was certainly not over 150.

"The recent business is actually very good." The male bartender shook the mixing glass in his hand.

"Not affected by the war?" Sid asked curiously.

"It is precisely because of the impact of the war that the recent business is very good. War always brings new business opportunities. Some people want to sell their wealth and cash it out. Some people want to flee to other places with their relatives. Some people think that war is an opportunity. No matter what, our Light Elf Merchant Station can provide the services we need." The male bartender said triumphantly: "Only our reputation is the most guaranteed in the whole world."

"So you want the war to continue?" Sid was thoughtful. The reputation of the light elves is indeed very guaranteed. Someone once brought a goods list from the Third Dynasty to the light elves to ask for money. After the light elves confirmed their identity, they really The redemption and additional interest was also given.

"Actually, no." The male bartender immediately changed his words: "We light elves still hope that peace is the most important thing. After all, war is something that cannot be controlled and cannot be predicted. A druid once said that you never know what the next chocolate will be." What does it taste like, like a tequila sunrise in your hand, a glass is delicious, a bucket is pure waste, a little taste is always the best."

"That's right." Sid didn't say any more, he raised his glass in agreement.

"Don't ask for anything else, if the nobles of human beings can speak fluent elf language like you..." The male bartender was about to say something, but the female bartender had already come to the bar with a big box: "Very Sorry to interrupt your communication, this is something you ordered, sir."

Bright gold cotton weave white satin jacket, fitted satin breeches and a silver cloak, all cuffs and necklines are embroidered with delicate ornate lace trim, and a signature silver hand family coat of arms is embroidered on the right chest.

This is the exclusive costume for the guests of the Silver Hand family of the light elves.

Sid was very satisfied. He stretched out his hand to brush the surface of the clothes, feeling the embroidery pattern and the silky touch brought by his fingertips touching the clothes.

This is his final suit tonight! (fog)
He does not have an invitation letter for the banquet tonight, so he needs a special enough identity to allow him to enter the banquet venue and get close to the princess. In terms of the current foreign policy of the Holy Empire, the silver hand of the most prominent family of the light elves The identity of the family guest, coupled with his special appearance, and the claims made by his elder sister in advance, are enough for him to confuse the hosts into the banquet.

"Mr. Sheed, I thought I had some news to tell you that Mr. Whitney did not pay for the suit."

"How much?" Sid suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"40 gold dragon coins, including 8 gold dragon coins credited by Mr. Whitney."

Sid's face darkened immediately.

Whitney, you're on credit again!
Are you worthy of brother like this?
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