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Chapter 87 The One-Eyed Troll
"I have read the list of transactions in Anthony's letter. They are all common specialties in the Obscure Moon Forest. Without strategic resources such as high-level magic crystals and magic scrolls, this will not touch our bottom line.

We can treat the caravan he sent here as a caravan similar to goblin merchants, at least his asking price is much more cost-effective than goblins. "

"Indeed, goblins have searched for us by relying on salt and other materials over the years."

"Yes, goblin..."

Speaking of goblins, even the top elves are full of bitterness. These green-skinned dwarves have strangled the elves' necks and plucked out the elves' pockets all these years.

Several high-level elves sprayed goblins for a long time, only to realize that the meeting was off topic, and quickly changed back to the previous topic.

The elves discussed for a while, and when they were about to part, the elf prince said, "Father, I want to go to the Cattail City camp..."

The Elf King glanced at Hill and shook his head.

Just as Prince Hill was about to say something, Dempsey said: "As the prince of the elves, Hill, it's too dangerous to be in the Cattail City camp, and the great sage Anthony is the manager of the camp, and it will be very embarrassing for him if you go.

It's better to let Nidia go, cooperate with the great sage to stare at Darren Fengyu, and let her leave the Obscure Moon Forest for a while, it seems that the living conditions in Cattail City are good now, just let her go to relax, otherwise It's time for the monsters in the east to riot again. "

Elf Prince Hill immediately shut up when he heard the name, and the elves at the table had no doubts.

Dick and the others stayed in the Obscure Moon Forest for three days, loaded a ship full of goods from the exchange, and went down the Lengshui River, but on a boat, there was an extra female elf.

Dick found that since the elf woman got on the boat, Majli became more transparent, as if she was about to curl herself up. Moreover, her eyes were always involuntarily directed towards the female elf sitting on the bow of the boat behind. side peek.

Dick lowered his voice with a smile, and whispered in Margery's ear, "Master Margery, do you like that elf?"

Margery trembled all over, glared fiercely at the hippie smiling Dick, lowered his voice and said sharply: "Slow down, do you want to kill me?"

Dick didn't care at all, and whispered: "What are you afraid of, love should be spoken out loud!"

Margery glanced back secretly, turned his head and whispered to Dick, "Bastard, do you know who that is?"

Dick muttered in a low voice without hesitation: "It's not an elf princess..."

Margery pulled Dick and pulled him to his ear: "Have you heard of the name of the buryer?"

Dick said in shock, "You mean..."

"You bastard, don't look back. It's her. In front of her, you'd better be careful and don't make fun of yourself."

Dick's crotch was cold, he nodded hurriedly, and pretended to be a transparent person together with Margery.

The speed of going down the river was extremely fast. It took them only one day to cover nearly half of the distance. On the next morning, they encountered migrating elves and halflings.

But when they reached the end of the migration team, they found that both the elves and the halflings were in a panic. When they saw the fleet, they shouted for help.

Margery looked at the elves and halflings on the shore, and said, "Something seems to be wrong, let's lean over and have a look."

Dick looked at the messy elves and halflings on the shore, and didn't talk nonsense, turned the bow of the boat and drove towards the shore.The following boats also turned with Dick and headed for the shore.

The elves and halflings on the shore began chattering before the boat stopped when they arrived at the shore, with panic in their eyes.But with so many mouths open, Margery and Dick couldn't make out what they were saying.

At this moment, a sharp thorn about two meters long suddenly appeared from the soil on the bank, and with the sound of the wind, it appeared in front of the half-lived people and elves on the shore. The half-lived people and elves backed away in fright, Immediately people turned on their backs.

At this time, the rest of the boats had already reached the shore, and Nidia, who was sitting on the boat, jumped down to the thorns on the bank, stretched out her hand to caress the thorns, and a gray stone spear appeared in her hand .

She swung her long gun fiercely, and there was a "hoo" sound, and she shouted: "Shut up!"

In an instant, the half-body figures and elves on the shore, whether they were tripped just now or were avoiding backwards, all shut their mouths obediently and did not move.

Dick noticed that Margery's hands shook with the shout.

At this moment, an elf on the shore stood up: "It's Ms. Netia, it's Ms. Netia."

Netia looked at the elf who called out her name, pointed at him with the stone spear in her hand and said, "Tell me, what happened here!"

"Ms. Nidia, our migration team was attacked by one-eyed trolls in the wasteland, and two or three hundred of them were captured.

It was a large group of one-eyed trolls, dozens of them! "

"Yes, we saw a group of one-eyed trolls rushing towards the river bank from a long distance away. The elves and halflings behind couldn't escape and were surrounded by the one-eyed trolls and took them away!"

"Did you see where they were going?"

Many elves and halflings turned and pointed to the east.

Margery said: "Ms. Netia, it is estimated that these elves and halflings were captured by the tribe of the one-eyed troll."

Nidia turned around and looked at Margery, and said, "Do you know the tribe of the one-eyed troll?"

"I know, in the southwest of the middle of the Great Wasteland, that is, about fifty or sixty miles east of here, there is a tribe of one-eyed trolls, with about two hundred one-eyed trolls.

When the Cattail City camp was first set up, the instructor used flying skills to survey the wilderness and found those trolls, but there was a small lake not far from their tribe, where the one-eyed trolls fetched water and would not go to the river. Come on. "

"Why didn't Grand Magister Anthony eradicate them?"

"Uh... cough cough... Teacher Anthony had other important things at that time. In addition, the trolls would not go to the riverside to harass the migrating elves and halflings, and they were far away from the camp, so..."

Netia looked unhappy, and said, "Get out of the boat, take your weapons, and let's rescue the kidnapped elves and halflings."

After hearing this, Margery's eyes widened, Are you kidding me?

There are more than 200 one-eyed trolls who are nearly three meters high in that tribe of one-eyed trolls. Do you think there are more than 200 murlocs?
"Ahem...well, Ms. Netia, do you know about one-eyed trolls?"

Netia glanced at Margery disdainfully, and said, "Why, don't you dare?"

"I don't think it's a matter of daring or not. How can we rescue the elves and halflings from a place where there are more than 200 one-eyed trolls?"

(End of this chapter)