Mage? Spell Engineer!

As soon as Andre said it, Rorschach guessed who it was.

Sure enough, it was a half-elf with short light blond hair, and his whole body could turn into Hill of one color in the sunlight.

"Long time no see." Rorschach tentatively greeted.

Not only was she the elf who asked to meet, but the composition of the team was very special, as well as gray elves. They were originally sitting in the reception room, but when Rorschach walked in, they all stood up and looked at Hill.

The half-elf ranger was not used to such an occasion, perhaps because he was not used to the gaze cast by his own race. She cleared her throat slightly before speaking: "Yeah."

The two of them just stood at the door of the living room, looking at each other in silence. The atmosphere suddenly froze, and the older elves behind them seemed to collapse and hold their foreheads.

Fortunately, Andre came in with tea, and everyone immediately found something to do: "Drink tea, drink tea!"

Hill took the tea cup and thanked him. He smelled the grass roots and was stunned for a moment: "It's been a long time since I had a drink."

"Miss Hill's family used to drink tea, right?" Rorschach remembered that Dryarts said that her blood was quite powerful.

The pale golden head nodded up and down: "Well, my home was gone a long time ago."

"." I'm just following your words. There's no need to talk to death, right? Rorschach almost spit out the mud-flavored "tea". He found that Hill, who was already silent and few words, found it more difficult to communicate now, and it was better to be able to coordinate with each other tacitly when fighting together.

For Hill, the next words were a bit difficult to say: "Well, I came here today to beg you for help, Rorschach."

Luo Xia raised an eyebrow: "Is it your personal request?"

"Isn't it true? But it has a lot to do with me." The more Hill spoke, the more puzzled Rorschach became. The elf elder behind her sighed: "Let me tell you."

He bowed deeply, and Luo Xia quickly used the [Mage's Hand] to prop up the old man. Who would it be if he got past him here?

The elf elder spoke eloquently: "Great Master Rorschach, congratulations on your promotion. Princess Hill mentioned to us that she was lucky enough to have met you. We were extremely surprised and specially presented you with a congratulatory gift."

"Don't call me this title outside." Hill didn't want to accept the so-called "princess", but that didn't stop her from taking out the gift: "Here."

Rorschach felt that the word "give" would make the elder mad again, so he quickly took it. Well, it was an exquisite wooden carving mask with colorful paintings and gold thread inlays. Not to mention it was quite exotic.

But then again, when will I be promoted? Isn’t it a bit late now: “Old gentleman, please open the window and explain your words!”

Seeing that Rorschach was a little impatient, the elves finished their words quickly.

It turns out that the starship project was known to the elves. This is not surprising. From the beginning of the physical construction, absolute confidentiality is impossible, not to mention the participation of long-eared and dwarf engineers when Byrne built the aviation center.

The appeal of these people is simple: I hope they can send the elves to the star realm.

An elder who obviously looked like a gray elf stepped forward to explain. He seemed to be from El Island: "It's not just adults who have noticed the mother goddess's activity. Since the incident in Istani, the situation of the gray elves has improved a lot. We Already known, thank you for your help behind the scenes.

"But in the process of fighting against the Istani royal family, we found that many compatriots went astray and aroused terrible forces." The gray elf recalled with lingering fear:

"To this day we still need to be careful to distinguish whether the power of the priest's prayers comes from Dryats or from Danu and his children. Ah, the mother goddess and her children.

"I heard that your Excellency and other masters are preparing for the coming disaster, and we also want to contribute."

To put it bluntly, the elves thought that the human mages were from the spaceship sect, so they were ready to get a boat ticket.

Rorschach did not express his position immediately, but scanned all the visiting elves. Some of them were similar to Hill, and some looked like Islanders from El Island: "I want to know, which ethnic group do you represent?"

Hill finally stood up and took the initiative to speak: "It can be said that he represents the entire elven race. We are also a population with a declining population. We even want to impose the title of princess on a mixed race."

The hybrid, of course, refers to Hill herself. She is a blood descendant of the Elf King and Forest God Sylvanos, and Rorschach also knows this.

"I know this is just a one-sided request. What the elves can give you now is insignificant and not equal to what we ask for.

"But this is a request to you for the sake of my tribe. My ancestors have abandoned his people. Now that I bear his bloodline, I can only try to pay for his sins."

How can this help? Maybe the elves who had served as "King's Alliance" had some industries in Istany, but Air Island had no decent industry due to the long-term "big shortage of great virtues" in the Istani royal family.

So if Rorschach opens his mouth, it's not just about giving away technology, but about building them at least a big starship?

Am I Rorschach's Ark? No, it should be the Eldar Ark. Do you want a special edition to put all the spirits of your ancestors in it? Well, there is indeed similar technology in your clan's holy land.

Just when Rorschach was thinking about when to enter the 40K world line, Andre, who had been drinking tea fiercely, couldn't help but whisper using [Messaging Technique]:

"Teacher, please don't be fooled by Elf Sister."

It’s not about whether your kid can speak or not. We have always had a pure comrade-in-arms relationship, and the time is also very short, okay?

"If you fart, hurry up."

"There is also a delegation of dwarves asking for a meeting. They probably have similar demands. It is recommended that you contact the dwarves first before making a decision."

"That makes sense."

Seeing that Rorschach had been drinking the mud-flavored "tea" with his eyes closed, the elf elder became a little anxious: "Sir Rorschach, if you can give our elves a chance, we will be grateful and willing to share with you the inheritance passed down by our ancestors. knowledge, and”

Lao Deng gave Hill a push: "And the personal friendship with Her Royal Highness the Princess."

We were originally a life-long friendship, but now that you are so old, it feels so bad! Rorschach was not happy to see Hill's embarrassment. The most important thing was that he felt that the elf had nothing hard to trade.

As someone who had been a materialist warrior in his previous life, Rorschach never believed in the idea that "the older you get, the stronger you become". The logical reasoning is that if the elves were really awesome, they would not be in the situation they are today, being beaten by dwarves and humans. They have been fighting in turns, and until now they have no place to settle.

Even if there is something, it should have been absorbed by the Forest Tower, and the rest is just scum in the eyes of the ancient sages.

After thinking about this, Rorschach stood up: "The starship project is the result of the joint cooperation of the magic guilds. I alone have the final say in terms of technology and seats on the starship.

"I understand everyone's thoughts. Please wait until I discuss it with other Austrian elders. Andre, please arrange for a few guests to rest. Miss Hill, if you are interested, you can ask Andre to take you to visit various places. ”

Hill let out a sigh of relief when he heard Rorschach's arrangement. He didn't know whether it was to relax or for something else.

Andre himself accepted the job happily. He was obviously happy that the teacher was not led by the elf princess.

"Sir, the guild asked us to find you, Lord Rorschach." The elf elder, who felt what "kicking the ball" meant, sighed at Rorschach's leaving figure.