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Chapter 223 76. Irilanze Invades Xingyue Bay

Just as fighters and mages have easily recognizable traits, druids can easily be identified by people.The leaves and vines adorned the clothes, which made Annan feel a little ironic—as if the emperor who claimed to love his people like his son used human skulls as decorations to wear on his body.

The druids who appeared on the outskirts of Xingyue Bay were mainly elves.There are also ratmen, trolls, and werewolves, races that never show up in human towns
The druids who live in nature and are in natural conflict with the town did not enter the town. Annan took the initiative to come to the outskirts, accompanied by Ingrid and the captain of the personal guard, and came to them, expressing goodwill: "Our soldiers need to experience battles, and They can help too."

"No need." The female druid with brown hair wrapped around dark green vines refused coldly.

Francois, who was standing behind Ingrid, was in disbelief. Someone actually exempted Annan's kindness?
Annan asked and looked at the treant druid, but it didn't deny it: "Human lord, this is a druid's business."

"Protecting nature is everyone's duty."

"You humans are not worthy of saying such things..." The female druid continued to accuse with hostility.

Annan did not speak, because it is an objective fact that human beings destroy forests.

"The druids will remember your help." The tree man druid eased the atmosphere.

Annan asked the captain of the personal guard to hand over the map marking the location of the Frost Giant tribe to them. When the druids transformed into flocks of birds and flew towards the northern snowy mountains like migratory birds returning, the captain of the personal guard led the recruits and followed them from a distance. .

The recruits who have not experienced combat need a baptism, even if it is just to observe.

After sending the druids away, Annan continued with the present task—not studying.

Many hard workers still have family members, but quite a few of them come from Beitar City and Fengrao City. Annan's idea is to let them live in Xingyue Bay for a while, let them become the citizens of Xingyue Bay, and then let them pass the threat. The trade line established by Sturt and Joan set off to bring the family home.As for the hard workers in Breeze City... Annan only needs to open the portal to let them go back, and then open the portal after half a day to let them bring their relatives back.

This group of hard workers made Xingyue Bay's manpower from barely enough to sufficient, and it didn't take so many people to build seaports, shipyards and farm.Annan assigned them to build roads and strive to build the roads to Breeze City as soon as possible.

Back in the study, Annan released the low-level summoning technique.The ogre huddled in a corner, and the bard stood in front of the portal.

"One good news, two bad news," he said.

"Let's talk about the bad first."

"Yrilanzer is looking for you."

Annan guessed: "The good news is that her new spell has results?"

"uh-huh."

The "magic newspaper" that Annan dreamed of had a clue. He was about to ask, but he remembered something: "What about the other bad news?"

"I am Irilandzer."

The forward-leaning bard suddenly drilled through the portal, and Annan was entangled and restrained by the elf mentor like a prey caught in a spider's web.

"Do you hate me..."

Annan's struggle weakened with a sad whisper: "...I don't hate you."

squeak-

"Fabian Clemente--"

Ingrid, who saw Annan and the bard embracing intimately, didn't even want to leave the study: "I will keep it a secret."

Annan's soul is emptied, let Ingrid go out, his life will be over...

"Stop her!"

Annan's voice fell when he was sober, and the magic of the rope-getting technique flickered, wrapped around Ingrid's hands and feet, and threw her to the floor.

Annan breathed a sigh of relief: "Can you restore your original appearance first?"

"As long as Little Annan wants..."

The bard's outline melted, softness and fragrance emerged, but Annan didn't want to indulge, and explained to Ingrid on the ground: "See? She is an elf mentor!"

Better to have an affair with an elf-mentor than with a bard.

"You don't even want to call me Ireland."

The sad murmur dragged Annan out of his self-certification, realizing that the situation was still dangerous: the Elven Master losing his mind became the Elven Master losing his mind in front of Ingrid.

There are only the magical images of Annan and the elf mentor, and the audience is Ingrid.

"Irilan...you should know that our age difference is 100 times..."

"age is not a problem."

"No, it's the problem... I'm not yet an adult, and the elf guards won't tolerate your behavior."

"We can elope!"

"No, I still have my territory and people." Annan's tone gradually softened: "You should ask me to think about decades... Decades are as short as dozens of days in the long life of an elf. ?"

"Are you willing to marry me?"

"Uh...I mean it takes time to get along..."

Annan struggled to bring the elf teacher back to his senses, and changed the subject: "What is the new spell?"

Yi Rui Lanze, who returned to the mage's profession, regained her intelligence and wisdom, and said that she mixed several alchemy materials with the ground recording magic stone, and then used the newly invented "newspaper technique" to stabilize the magic newspaper, achieving the effect Annan wanted .

"What do you think?" Annan looked at Ingrid lying on the floor.

"Can you let me go first?"

"Feel sorry……"

Asking the elf teacher to let her go, Ingrid got up and went out without anger.

Then there is the cost, a record of the Philosopher's Stone can produce about 300 magic newspapers, which lasts for seven days.

"How about reducing the effective period of the magic newspaper to 24 hours? 2100 copies of the magic newspaper?"

"The magic stone powder must maintain a certain amount to maintain a stable model, at least 1000 parts."

Annan was already very satisfied. If a copy was priced at 10 copper coins, it would just fill up Claudia's 1 Jinnar Sorcerer's Stone.

After entrusting the elf teacher to send a sample, Annan suddenly thought: "You just talked about Bian Clemente, what happened to him?"

"Mr. Fabian Clemonger said that the harbor will not need him any more, and he is going to get paid and leave."

"Let him wait a moment..."

Annan was about to ask what was going on, and explained to the elf teacher: "Fabian Clemente is a Port Royal designer hired from Breeze City at a high price."

"Is he a long-lived species?"

Annan recalls Fabian Clémonger without any non-human features: "No."

"Then he is too old?"

"There are still some hairs that haven't turned white. They should be... less than 60 years old."

Then the Elven Master said that the Port Royal of the Tatum Empire was built 180 years ago.

Annan and the stunned Ingrid looked at each other: "...Lead a team of guards and bring two large water elementals to arrest him."

The capture of Fabian Clémonger went well.The old man who was no longer proud was escorted to the study in fear. Annan cut to the chase: "Whose orders do you obey? Gema?"

Fabian Clémonger did not speak, the silence itself was the answer.

And it doesn't matter, Annan adheres to a principle: whoever troubles him, he troubles Gemma.

(End of this chapter)