Chapter 175, Wood Elves and Kislev
"Long time no see, old friend." Estelle has beautiful blond hair, and he is still as handsome as before: "You seem to be doing well recently?"
"Okay, Estelle, so you are still a spy and a leader? In short, no matter what, I welcome your arrival!" Ryan gave the half-elf a warm hug.
He and Estelle had fought side by side several times, and the friendship was already deep enough, and if it wasn't for the half-elf to bridge the gap, he wouldn't have gained the wood elf's trust and assistance so easily.
About 20 Wood Elf Eternal Guards followed Estelle, and they were always vigilantly observing everyone who appeared nearby.
"Hello, Your Excellency Ryan, I am Vieruodis, from the Eternal Forest." Another female woodland lord stood in front of Ryan. She was tall, very vicious and her face was covered with brown patterns. It looks like a person who has experienced many battles. There are many calluses on the hands of the woodland lord, and thick eye shadow is applied. From the perspective of human aesthetics, it is difficult for Ryan to think that the woodland lord is beautiful: "You Alright, Your Excellency Vieruodis, I am Ryan, Ryan Malcador."
"This is my husband, Ogros." A strong male wood elf stepped out. He was only wearing a simple breastplate and leather armor, and all other parts of his body were covered by green leaves. He carried a compound bow on his back, and a short sword hidden in a leather case hung on his waist. His face was not good, but he still reluctantly greeted Ryan.
The wood elves are a matriarchal society. In the woodland council, most of the power holders are women. Even Orion, the king of the forest, actually obeys the orders of his wife and queen Alaier more. The wood elves and the king He and Hou are both demigods who master powerful magic. Among them, Alaier symbolizes tranquility, rebirth, growth, and the harmonious side of the forest, while Orion symbolizes wildness, frenzy, struggle for survival, and the aggressive and cruel side of nature. .
If it weren't for the diplomatic relations between Brittania and the wood elves, it would be difficult for Ryan to know so much. The wood elves' messengers would repeatedly emphasize every year to keep the knights away from the forest. Even so, many young ranger knights He will still rush into the wood elves' territory for glory...
"Welcome to my territory." Ryan calmly welcomed the group of wood elves: "I think we need to talk."
"I think so too, Lord Ryan, you proved to us that you are an excellent Holy Grail Knight. We have a common enemy, so you can get our friendship. You should know how much the Esleys don't trust humans, so Please don't waste our trust in you, otherwise you will face the wrath of the forest." The forest lord Vieruodis came up to warn, and she was quite arrogant, her chin was raised very high high.
Lane doesn't like that.
The Holy Grail Knight said calmly: "Trust is mutual and requires joint efforts. The trust between us is obtained through fighting side by side and mutual trust, not through your charity from Eisley. To be able to set aside prejudices and have an equal conversation, otherwise this fragile contract is doomed to not last long."
The wood elves were silent. Since Ryan spoke in Elven language, the guards and humans who came to inquire could not understand what his baron was saying.
Only Ryan frowned. If the wood elves had such an arrogant attitude, then there was actually nothing to talk about between them.
I may need to trade with you, but I will never beg you like my grandson. Even if Ryan backs down at this time, their future cooperation will definitely not last long.
Historically, long-term cooperation has always been based on relative equality and mutual benefit.
The wood elves also felt the difference between the humans in front of them. Many humans had a natural fear and admiration for the elves, which made the elves always be able to take the lead when facing humans.
But Ryan is different. In his eyes, these pointed ears are no different from normal humans. On the contrary, this guy thinks that no matter what kind of elf it is, it is not a good bird in essence.
Only human beings are destined to rule the galaxy and the Lord of all things, the father thinks so, and the son thinks so.
Anger flashed across the face of the woodland lord Vieruodis, but the Wood Elf then thought of the great prestige and strength of the humans in front of her, so she coughed twice and slowed down her tone: "We didn't mean that, Ryan Your Excellency, I think you have misunderstood, what we hope is to be able to establish observation stations and trade points in your territory, we do not want to start a dispute with you."
"Then this is the best, but I still want to remind you that there are some rules that I can respect your customs, but some rules cannot be changed because of you. If we can reach a consensus on this point, then I think we can continue talking, I don't know what Vieruodis and Ogros want?" Ryan continued.
"That's nature. Humans have the laws of humans, and elves have the laws of elves." For this, the wood elves agree. This group of guys who live in the forest all day and hardly go out are most demanding that other races stay away from the forest. They can naturally understand that the rules outside the forest are different.
Finally, after some agreement was reached, the wood elves first stated their request. They wanted to set aside a small piece of land as their stronghold outside the forest, and send a team of garrisons to build their own observation station. Humans are not allowed to enter without an invitation, but in return, the wood elves will cooperate to fight against possible invasions and will also pay for the lease of their own observation stations.
At the same time, the wood elves will trade with humans, and they need to obtain extremely scarce ore and amber, as well as extremely scarce wood and food from humans.
In return, the wood elves will provide wine and exquisite gems, as well as rich handicrafts to trade with humans.
The price offered by the wood elves is very fair, even a bit too fair, but Ryan understands that the wood elves are such dead-headed people. They don't care about their own small losses. Elves hate playing tricks and tricks with humans. They have a natural distrust of humans, and when a human businessman spends twenty or thirty years finally gaining the trust of wood elves, he may be gray-haired, but for wood elves The lifespan of an elf is at least 800 years, and at least thousands of years, the lifespan of a human being is too short.
Therefore, the Holy Grail Knight with a relatively long life span and trustworthy character has become their ideal choice.
Ryan handed over the negotiation to his butler, Katzenberg. The conditions offered by the wood elves were very ideal, and the two sides only had some small details to discuss.
Ryan and the demon hunter Abel slipped out, and Ryan asked with interest: "So, Mr. Abel, are you going to prepare alchemy materials now?"
"Yes, I'm not alone. I have a friend named Jule, who is also a demon hunter, and he is waiting for me in the hotel." Abel said that he would go back to the hotel first: "I also know about some blood-sucking creatures. Need to confirm."
"Well, I happen to have something to do too." Ryan thought that Orika was still waiting for him at home, so the baron didn't stay long.
After Abel bid farewell to Ryan, he returned to the hotel alone.
This is a small two-story hotel. This kind of hotel is very common in the old world. It has small courtyards, fences, wooden tables, chairs and benches, and simple furnishings. It is the most common place for witchers to travel. place to rest.
"Abel, you're back? How's the situation?" A young witcher was sitting in the lobby of the hotel. He was eating lunch with ale.
The witcher looked less than thirty years old, but his body was also covered with scars. He also carried two long swords on his back. When he saw Abel coming, he waved his hand and signaled to Abel. myself here.
Abel sat down and shouted to the owner of the inn: "Sir, please bring us another plate of horse sausage and a glass of barley wine!"
"Okay, witcher." The shopkeeper replied, not very enthusiastic, nor did he show obvious disgust.
"How's it going?" the two witchers started whispering.
"The situation is good. I found His Excellency Ryan. Fortunately, he still recognizes me." Abel's face couldn't help but be happy.
"Oh my god, when you met His Excellency Ryan, he was still a five or six-year-old kid? Then what did he say?" Jule then asked.
"He agreed to ask for me, but he asked us to finish the task at hand first." Abel bowed his head and said, "Time is running out. Let's finish eating early and leave early."
"Okay!" So the two witchers continued to eat.
Within a few minutes, a group of new guests suddenly came outside: "Boss! Six people! Big table, I want the best Kislev vodka, and horse meat sausage!"
The few people who came were rough men, most of them were bald, with thick long beards, pale skin, wearing breastplates and leather clothes, and carrying weapons on their backs.
"It's Mrs. Keesler!"
"How did they appear here?"
Whispering began in the hotel. The two witchers were very surprised to see this situation, so they also whispered: "Strange, why did Mrs. Keesler appear in Britannia?"
"I don't know, maybe these Mrs. Keesler are here for tourism? Leave them alone, it's important to do our business." The two witchers continued.
Kislev, located in the northern part of the Old World, in the Eastern Tazir Desert of the Nord Kingdom, is a country that is semi-vassal to the Empire.
About a thousand years ago, these nomads from the other side of the Roof of the World came to settle in the Old World. They were located in the northeast of the Empire, just south of the Chaos Wasteland, and it was also the northernmost civilized country in the Old World. , the current ruler of Kislev is the Queen Katarin known as the Snow Queen.
It's also a very interesting country.
The Tazir Desert is a place of bitter cold in the true sense, where it is cold all year round, and the land suffers from the double oppression of alchemy pollution and severe cold, and almost nothing can be grown. The food basically depends on trade and hunting. The entire area is not small. There are only three cities in the country.
This also makes the empire have no idea of conquering them and incorporating it into its territory. On the contrary, this country is the first to suffer every time Chaos invades. They will play the role of an outpost, so the empire has always tolerated them The presence.
In the Great Jihad, Kislev was of course the first to suffer in the face of the second Chaos Eternal Chosen Anointed Issa Kuval. The country fell and the city was destroyed. The so-called King Kislev (self-proclaimed The Tsar, but no one admits it) led the people fighting and fleeing, all the way south, bringing news of the invasion of Chaos.
After the Great Jihad, Kislev was re-established. King Bokahar of Kislev, who realized his lack of force, made an astonishing decision. Cannons and muskets were introduced from the dwarves, and the famous "wing cavalry" in the old world was also established at that time, which almost bankrupted the entire kingdom's finances.
What is hilarious is that after the establishment of the hussar cavalry regiment consisting of about 2,000 members of the nobles of the entire kingdom, the Kislev Kingdom, who initiated the establishment of this regiment, was simply unable to support this expensive cavalry Troops, so the hussars have been running around as mercenaries since their establishment, earning maintenance fees for themselves. Only when the kingdom is most difficult, the hussars will return to Kislev to fight to defend the kingdom.
The current Hussars Corps is under the command of Emperor Karl Franz and used as a mercenary army.
"Come on! Shopkeeper! Come on, drink!" Several big men were muttering to vent their dissatisfaction: "Damn imperial people, desperately lowering the price, we can't even sell the bear skin! As a result, the idiots here in Britannia It's even more annoying that they tell us we don't need bearskins!"
After finishing speaking, these big men began to drink desperately, full of complaints, one cup after another, bucket after bucket.
"Let's finish eating quickly. These Mrs. Keesler like to get very drunk and then start to provoke trouble." The two demon hunters had a lot of experience in this kind of thing, and they hurriedly ate in twos. He ate the remaining bread, drank the ale, and wanted to leave.
late.
Several big men were already blushing from drinking, and when they saw the two demon hunters standing up, one of them immediately slapped the table: "Brothers... hiccup~ There are two demon hunters here!"
"Ha! Bastards of the Empire!"
"They... want to challenge us one-on-one!"
"Then kill them! Kill them!"
Abel frowned, and he said: "Gentlemen, we did not provoke you, we did not intend to cause a dispute..."
"I should go to nm! We were... hiccup~ we were talking about the loss-making business a few days ago, and you stood up. This is not a provocation... What is it?" One of the big men blushed from drinking , Even his nose turned red, he subconsciously pulled out the scimitar from his waist.
The remaining four or five big men also immediately took out their battle axes and scimitars, and they surrounded Abel and Jule: "Let these demon hunters know how powerful we are!"
"Dry!"
Abel and Jule drew out the steel swords behind themselves one after another.
"no solution anymore."
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