The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 452 New Neighbors
  Long negotiations cannot be concluded in a day or two. Fortunately, the Zall team is not far away from Green Lake Town. At the speed of a legendary powerhouse, one day is enough for them to travel.

But this is a hardship for Oscar, the druid master. Every one or two days, he has to travel between Green Lake and Blade's Edge Mountains to bring the drow's changed conditions and Allen's concession requirements, until More than half a month passed before the two sides finally almost reached an agreement.

During this period, the sound of war horns was heard again from Nasir Fortress in the east. At the strong request of Regina, the chief priest of the Colima city-state, the angry drow army once again sent troops from the city of Bonn to fight with Snowmi and the Crow Claw tribe, who had long been prepared for battle, launched a crazy killing spree outside the city.

In the end, after losing more than half of their forwards, the Wilderness Alliance decisively gave up their position and retreated to Nasir Fortress in an orderly manner. The large territory they had originally recovered returned to the hands of the drow.

But soon, the Nasir Fortress responded. Under the strong demands of representatives of several major tribes in the Ring of Thorns team, the new round of meetings went through fierce debates. In the end, they compromised and decided to send troops north again to attack the enemy. The drow were resisting in the wilderness more than a hundred miles north of the fortress.

The Green Field Tribe Army of Albad received instructions from Chief Allen and withdrew from the Nasir Fortress before the war began and returned to the Green Field Plain, thus avoiding this killing duel.

Allen knew very well that there was no need for his tribe to get involved this time. They had already done all the things they should do and the obligations they should fulfill in the past two years.

"...Ted and the others will send a team over in two days to sign the contract with you. Get ready!"

Oscar's originally bright pupils were filled with a hint of bitterness when he looked directly at Allen. When dealing with him before, why didn't he realize that Allen, a bugbear, would be so stubborn and persistent? For this last condition, Oscar racked his brains and tried his best to make excuses, but failed to dissuade Allen. idea.

"...Don't worry, Master, I have already prepared it. Even the resettlement place chosen for them has been cleared out in advance."

Allen sat calmly across from Oscar, smiled and took out a detailed geographical map of the Green Plains, pointed to one of the places, and introduced it to Oscar.

"This place is called Gravel Beach. It was once occupied by a group of ogres called the Lava Tribe. It is now deserted."

"Next to the beach is a tributary of the Zhuoshui River. There is no big problem with drinking water. If you go further east, you will find a branch of the Cator Mountains. The hunting resources are also okay."

"........."

Soon, a team of more than a dozen drow messengers headed by Ted appeared in front of the west gate of Green Lake Town. Looking at the orderly town, Ted's eyes showed complicated emotions.

If the only recognized civilizations in Feynman's world are the four major civilized countries on two continents, then in the underground world including the endless abyss, the drow have also been indoctrinated from an early age that they are a powerful civilization. .

But when you see the town that exists in this wasteland, feel the vibrant atmosphere of this town, and the architectural planning that is far ahead of this era, it seems that their city-state in the underground world looks more like a backward rural place.

Around the Green Lake, countless goblin children were cheering and waving unopened weapons tailor-made for them. Under the leadership of several goblin teachers, they were doing basic fighting training in a decent manner. .

Extending outward, in the canals paved with bluestones, the gurgling streams drawn from Zhuoshui Creek and Green Lake flow slowly until they disappear into the surrounding neat fields. The breeze caressed the fields, and the freshly scionted morning wheat and oats rustled, and the green waves stretched as far as the eye could see.

Even an obscure figure in the team was greatly shocked at this moment. The body that was always communicating with the shadow plane suddenly showed its original appearance from the shadow plane as its emotions fluctuated. It was none other than the ranger. Cyril, the demigod of the Church.

The Green Field Plain is now gradually becoming more famous in the wilderness, but there are still only a few strong people who have actually visited this land. The plain is really too remote, and there are not many resources worth exploiting. Without profit, no one is willing to patronize it, which ultimately became the place where the Green Field Tribe rose up.

Kirill himself had never been to the Green Field Plains. Seeing this unique town at this time naturally made his eyes light up. He also understood to some extent why the Oak Holy See looked down upon this bugbear.

"Welcome everyone, it's been a long journey!"

Allen led the older generation of Shisheng, Shusheng and other tribal leaders, as well as dozens of outstanding members of the new generation. Wearing exquisite armor, they stood majestically in front of the west city gate to welcome Ted and the others.

On the left are the young and middle-aged goblin warriors headed by Trik, all of whom are at the peak of level 15. On the right are Eric, his humans, and several mixed-race companions, all of whom are high-level and above. , everyone is energetic and energetic, with sharp eyes and full of fighting spirit.

"Chief Allen, we meet again." Ted quickly recovered his emotions, and when he turned to look at Allen, his face was filled with a warm smile.

"Thank you for agreeing to allow the suffering compatriots of my clan to temporarily live in the Green Field Plain. From now on, we will all be neighbors."

"Let's wait until we sign the contract before saying these kind words."

Allen also had a faint smile. Although he was not close, he was not too cold either.

"When the time comes, I hope we can all live in peace."

"I believe that we can all live in peace!"

Ted promised with sincerity in his eyes.

At the top of the mountain in the town, Allen's stone castle now has some traces left by wind and frost. Some green plants climb up along the gaps in the stone wall, revealing vigorous vitality. In the square, there were quite a few goblin warriors who took off their clothes, leaving only a pair of coarse linen pants. They were jumping around in the wide square, or they were just two together, fighting each other.

No adult goblin put down their work because of the arrival of this group of drow, that is, some young goblins ran over from time to time, looking at this group of dark-skinned and handsome-looking drow with curious expressions.

The furnishings in the stone castle are as simple as ever. Except for some green plants and potted flowers, the other complicated and gorgeous objects are basically invisible.

In the spacious living room, servants had already prepared various snacks and snacks for the guests. Lena, the original hostess of the stone castle, left the castle first and went to play outside the town.

"...Finally, I would like to confirm with both of you whether you agree with each other's tribe to study and live in the other tribe. The quota is limited to 100 people each year. During this period, the leaders of both sides are not allowed to hide their precious inheritance and knowledge, and the learners are not allowed to write or write in private. Store the knowledge and inheritance of the other ethnic group..."

"...During the Dark Elf clan's temporary residence on the gravel beach, the Green Field Tribe must provide the basic supplies and food they need at market prices, and cannot maliciously raise prices..."

In order to have more opportunities to expand the tribal people's access to new knowledge and new inheritance, Allen gave up a lot of material compensation during this long negotiation. In the eyes of some people, maybe Allen's choice is stupid, because he simply doesn't know how many knowledge books and inheritance the team of drow in front of him brings with them to the surface world, and whether it is worth paying too much for it.

But in Allen's eyes, money and magic props are certainly attractive, but only knowledge and inheritance are the cornerstones of a powerful tribe.

"I don't have any problems."

"On behalf of the dark elves, I recognize this contract."

"Very good, then you both sign your names on this contract."

At Allen's level, magic contracts are no longer their first priority, because they don't want their souls to be targeted by the devils in the endless abyss, so this time they only used ordinary parchment.

However, with Oscar, the legendary druid of the Oak Church, and Kirill, the demigod of the Ranger Church, witnessing and supervising, the binding force of the contract may not be weaker than that of a magical contract.

Oscar didn't let out a long sigh of relief until Allen and Ted, the two leaders representing two medium-sized forces, signed the last stroke of their full names on the khaki parchment.

"Congratulations, you will be neighbors from now on. Let's get along well!!"

(End of this chapter)