Chapter 496, Trading Scene

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On the Moros Plain, the Poseidon Knights have landed here, and Boderick, Duke of Boldro, is leading an army of 500 Poseidon Knights and 500 serfs to camp here.

Normally, the army of the Principality of Poldero is far more than this, but it is fighting in a foreign country after all. Although the nobles of Estalia are generally weak, if they really do not take it seriously and send a huge army Estalia will still have objections when the army enters the country.

In Ryan's tent, the Earl himself had just gone out, and the rest were the Dark Elf and the Witch of Garland. Veronica sat in front of the mirror and dressed up. She carefully put on light makeup, lipstick, and jewelry for herself. The elf was already dressed, she was sitting on a simple marching boat, playing with the dagger in her hand, wondering what she was thinking.

"Speaking of which, Ms. Olika, you don't seem to come out for adventures with Ryan, do you?" Veronica said to the mirror, through which she looked at the dark elf on the camp bed.

"I don't like to come out. If the master's intentions are not very firm this time, I won't come out." The dark elves are still hostile to Veronica, or Orika is facing everyone in Ryan's backyard. With a slight hostility, Olika flipped the butterfly dagger in her hand, and said in an indescribably weird tone: "The master's will belongs to the master, and your thoughts are not important."

"So your thoughts are important?" Veronica retorted: "Since you obey the master's will, why do you care about my thoughts?"

"Because the master said, I need to listen to your opinion more on some issues." The dark elf said with some confusion: "But I hate to obey the orders of the weak, so I suggest you not command me, witch, otherwise I will not Know that I will obey the master, or let you suffer."

"Let me suffer? Ms. Olika, are you confident enough to defeat me?" Sure enough, Veronica was dissatisfied with Olika's high profile, she turned her head, with a touch of anger in her tone: "Or Can we take a chance?"

"I promised the master that I will not fight you." The dark elf shook his head: "I can only tell you that even if I don't use magic power, I only need a few tricks to defeat you, and you won't have time to cast spells."

"What if you use magic power?" Veronica agrees with this point. Apart from casting spells, dark elves are obviously good at using all kinds of daggers and hidden weapons. People, but Olika herself is obviously a very powerful spellcaster, which is difficult.

Unlike humans, elves are a race that can cast spells and fight at the same time. This is a racial talent, and I can't envy them.

"Normal magic duels are not too difficult, but unfortunately my magic can only come from the master." Olika shook her head, and the dark elf put her beautiful white silk feet into her little boots and stood up: "But in I have enough to defeat you three times before the mana runs out."

"You have been hiding it all the time. You have been by Ryan's side for seven years, and we have treated you as a simple maid." Veronica knew that Ryan didn't want his backyard to catch fire, and Witch Garland also felt that there was something between the two of them. It made no sense to fight, she looked at the dark elf, thoughtful: "Is this your disguise? Or does Ryan want you to become like this?"

"This has nothing to do with you. Since the master doesn't want conflicts between us, then I won't take the initiative to do anything to you." The dark elf suddenly sighed: "You can understand, after more than two hundred years of emptiness Did you finally find a sense of direction in your life?"

"You let me be a human being to understand the thoughts of your elves?" Veronica complained unceremoniously,

She hung a pair of diamond earrings on her ears: "Aren't you too strong?"

"Humans are always envious of elves' longevity." Orika whispered: "But what they don't know is that elves are a cursed race. Since Asuryan created us, the Lord of the Phoenix decided not to allow elves to have eternal life. Therefore, although the elves are very long-lived, they will still gradually age and die. The elves who are strong enough can avoid this rule and live longer, and Asuryan will curse them. If you don't die in battle or disease, you will gradually lose the 'feeling of being alive', and eventually you will lose interest in everything and die on your own."

"The gods of humans always try their best to protect their people, but the gods of elves are so harsh?" Veronica said strangely, and the witch was aroused: "Can you say more?"

"In order to maintain the feeling of being alive, Asur, the high elves in your mouth choose to immerse themselves in various aesthetics, art and enjoyment, and Druzzi, that is, we dark elves choose to indulge their desires, let killing and Physiological passion maintains our feelings, and as for Eslai, our cousins ​​choose to integrate with nature, and use the power of the Oak of Ages and the spirit of the forest to make us live longer and maintain vitality." Olika said indifferently: "Elves are afraid of death, and even more afraid of losing the feeling of being alive."

"What about you?" Veronica asked.

"The master expelled Asuryan's curse for me." The dark elf's amber eyes revealed a touch of affection: "His psychic wall not only helped me isolate Slaanesh's gaze, but also helped me expel Asuryan. It is a curse that all the elves, including the Witch King himself, are trying to get rid of, but no one has ever succeeded, but the master actually did it."

"No wonder, no wonder you are so devoted to Ryan." Veronica finally understood.

The surrender of the dark elves is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface. Olika will eventually surrender and be loyal to Ryan's maid only because Ryan himself is too special. It is impossible to get the heart of the dark elf in front of him!

"Ms. Olika." Veronica put down the makeup box, and she suddenly smiled.

"Ok?"

"I like Ryan, and you like Ryan too. Generally speaking, shouldn't we be on one side?" Veronica said with a smile.

"...In theory, it is true." Olika hesitated for a while, and finally agreed.

"That's fine."

……… I am the dividing line of private conversation………

There was not much movement in Ryan's small tent, and no one noticed the movement here. At this time, many Sea God knights and great nobles were having a meeting in the big tent.

Holy Grail Knight Fedmond came late because he went out to survey the terrain. He walked quickly into the big tent, and saw that the big tent was already full of Sea God knights, and the highest-ranking Duke Boderick and Glamorgan Earl Ryan sat opposite each other, Boderick sat on the right, and Ryan sat on the left, which showed his noble status second only to Duke Boderick.

Seeing Fedmond come in, Sir Howl, the deputy head of the Poseidon Knights, and Duke Boderick's magic advisor took the initiative to step aside. Fedmond knew that this was his position, the first among everyone in the big tent. Fourth pick, higher than all Cavaliers but lower than Boderick, Ryan and Sir Hulff.

"Fedmond, my son, you did a very good job this time." The fully armed Duke Boldero looked at his son sitting down with a joyful expression, which was very serious and dignified. It is rare for Bo Derek: "Not only did you successfully avoid antagonism with the local nobles, but you also opened up new business routes for us. You did a great job."

The Holy Grail Knight felt rather weird after hearing his father's praise. He quickly lowered his head and said, "This is all about His Excellency Ryan's diplomatic strength, not mine. Father, I will not steal other people's credit."

"But you did as he said. This is a remarkable improvement." Duke Boderick stroked his goatee and nodded with satisfaction: "Now you understand that being a holy grail knight to protect the land of the goddess and being a qualified Is there a difference between the lords ruling the territories?"

"It's... Father." Fedmond lowered his head unwillingly.

The father and son had had many conflicts in internal affairs. For a time, Fedmond felt that many of Boderick's administrative measures and methods of dealing with problems were not chivalrous enough. No wonder he never became a Holy Grail Knight. After how Ryan handled the problem, Fedmond had to admit reluctantly that there was a way to balance the two, but he was not good enough.

"Your Excellency Ryan, became a Holy Grail Knight nine years ago, twenty-four years old, Lord Karard, just became a Holy Grail Knight, thirty-eight years old, Fedmond, my son, you became a Holy Grail Knight at fifty-three years old, Usually, you should ask these seniors for advice, and don’t know how to manage your own territory as a duke just because you are recognized by a lady, you still have a lot to learn.” Boderick said solemnly.

"Fedmond is a quick learner." Ryan nodded with a smile: "There is always a process. Protecting the land that the good lady gave us is the best devotion to her. Fedmond is your heir. He will inherit your title one day in the future, so it is impossible for him to guard the lady's holy place like other Holy Grail knights."

"Your Excellency Fedmond is extremely talented. My Duke, he is just not used to it. With an excellent mentor like Ryan, it doesn't take too much time." Sir Howlf, the deputy head of the Sea God Knights, quickly added: " Just two weeks has made a huge difference."

"Yes, that's why I asked you to bring him. The future belongs to you young people." Duke Boderick also pointed to the end, seeing that the effect had come, he stopped talking about Fedmond, and It is to signal the attendant to take out the map.

This is the time for a military meeting. All the knights sat upright and listened carefully.

We'll ambush these rogue knights on the Moros Plains, so I've chosen this place. Duke Boderick pointed his finger at a very good flat land in the Moros Plain: "The rogue knights are scheduled to deliver here, so we ambushed them here."

"But my Duke, if this is the case, don't we want to let the group of rogue knights occupy a very good terrain? We want to rush out of the woods, and the rogue knights can easily get out of the way as long as they are on the plains. Charge towards us." A sea god knight raised objections, he thought it was not a good idea to give up the terrain advantage like this.

"No, that's what we need." Duke Boderick had already made a plan, and he pointed to the plain and said, "Everyone, do you know why the rogue knights negotiated with Estalia's mercenary group to exchange Is the delivery location set here?"

"Because it is convenient and open." Fedmond took over the conversation. He looked at the terrain carefully and his eyes lit up: "Because it is convenient for cavalry to move on a large scale, and if there is any accident, the rogue knights can retreat smoothly. .”

"That's right." Ryan also nodded, observing the terrain: "If the rogue knights want to escape regardless of the cost, then we won't be able to wipe them all out and take back the Sea God Trident, so we have to create an illusion, Let this group of rogue knights have an illusion that this wave is very stable, what they encounter is only a small group of knights who are searching for the whereabouts of the Sea God Trident, and they should take the initiative to attack."

"That's right, in this case, together with the insiders of Magritte's vanguard, we can have a chance to wipe out these rogue knights and get back my family heirloom." Duke Boderick nodded: "Fei Demond, Hulf, you lead thirty sea god knights to lure the enemy, and when the enemy starts to charge, Ryan and I will lead all the troops to follow immediately."

"Yes!" The military discussion ended.

The next day, early morning, Moros plain.

A group of more than a hundred rogue knights and more than 300 knight attendants are fully armed, riding horses, slowly driving into the plain in the early morning mist. The land in this place is flat, and there is a very With a shallow creek and sparse forest nearby, the leader of the rogue knights, Guillam du Chastilon, felt complacent despite the fact that his vision was obscured by the early morning fog.

After months of hard work, it is finally about to bear fruit.

Gillam is a Britannian, and was once a knight of the Kingdom of Britannia. The great crime, after the incident, Gillam was deprived of his title of knight and exiled by the order of the lake goddess Morgiana.

Every year in Britannia, some knights are punished by Morgiana for gross negligence and misbehavior. Jaina turns into a frog and can only live by eating bugs for the rest of her life, unless she gets a kiss from an underage girl to break Morgiana's spell with a small probability.

Morgiana originally hoped that Gillam would be able to do good deeds and regain his own glory during the exile, but Gillam chose to betray after receiving the secret employment of the Estalia Merchant Alliance. He exhausted his savings They assembled a group of rogue knights, spent more than two months opening the tomb of Duke Boldro's family, and took out the Sea God Trident.

The Estalia Merchants Union offered 10,000 Exelant (equivalent to four thousand gold crowns) for this.

Once this money was obtained, Guillam intended to form a new order of knights in Magritte, operating as mercenaries, willing to sell his sword to anyone, until sufficient wealth was accumulated and a title of nobility was obtained.

The future is still bright, but he no longer lives in Britannia. Gillam thought disdainfully, how the guidance of the fairy of the lake is more important than his personal enjoyment. In Estalia, he Do what you want, can others control it?

Ah, he felt a little bit missing women again. He thought of the farmer's family he broke into last night, the farmer's dead eyes and the appearance of his daughter piercing her stomach with a lance after Gillam finished pulling up her trousers.

Today is the time for delivery, Guillaume du Chastilon nodded in his heart, not far away, the head of the Magritte vanguard has led a group of more than 1,000 servants equipped with a large number of firearms. The Corps is waiting.

The head of the mercenary regiment was called Rodrigo, he had a bald head and two stubbles, when he saw the rogue knights appear, he signaled the mercenaries to get ready for battle, and then said rather arrogantly: "Where is the thing? "

Gillam frowned, and the leader of the rogue knights raised his hand towards the knights under his command.

Two rogue knights carried a rectangular wooden box, pulled back the sackcloth, and opened the box.

The family heirloom of the Duke of Boldro's family, the Trident of the Sea God, lay quietly in the box.

"Well, that's right, it's the Trident of the Sea God." Rodrigo, head of Magritte's vanguard group, nodded, "Then we'll accept it."

"Wait! Where's the promised commission?!" Gillam instinctively alerted, he felt something was wrong.

"The commission is here." Rodrigo signaled his men to open three large boxes, which were filled with gold coins.

"Okay, let's get started..."

"An enemy has appeared!" As soon as the words fell, a rogue knight immediately noticed something was wrong, and he shouted: "Captain! There are enemies! It's the Sea God Knight!"

"How many enemies are there?"

"About thirty rides!"

"Okay! Let's defeat this group of Sea God Knights first!"

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