Chapter 1310 Palace and Projection

This is a city located in the middle of the forest, where the bright sunshine is covered by the emerald green trees, the chirping of insects seems to be faintly heard in the silent morning, and the moist air seems to speak of peace and tranquility.

It's just that it's different from most cities in that at this moment, there is a semicircular lavender magical shield covering the sky of the entire city, although the hazy halo slowly flowing with the energy rush seems to tell the mystery And the beautiful atmosphere, but in fact the existence of this city undoubtedly represents the deepest tragedy belonging to a race.

Yes, this is the Eternal Forest, and this city shrouded in divine magic is the Elven King's Court located in the Eternal Forest...or this is a world completely different from the former Elven King's Court, because between today's cities There has long been no laughter and laughter of the elves, and there is only despair and sadness that is everywhere in this land.

Perhaps in a sense, the elves on the plane of Faerun have reached the brink of destruction. After all, the sudden outbreak of the plague in the eternal forest has no meaning of being stopped, and more than 90% of the elves have died. Because of the compromise, "It is said that the terrible plague from the "Whispers of Destruction" raged and lost their lives. The other elves who survived by chance are also doomed to endure a life of fear under the shelter of a magical sky. Their most trusted high priest" "Ekkar" is almost the only savior of the remaining elves.

Undoubtedly, in the eyes of the remaining elves, their Mr. Ekar is indeed an out-and-out "professional of the good camp". You must know that the "pious man" is the chief priest of the God of Life Sect , he is the most devout believer of the goddess, he possesses the power of Huiyue level and also masters many powerful magic arts. According to legend, even Ms. Sekiona herself clearly stated that Ekar is "the most trustworthy "The powerful elf, such a legendary figure will be able to solve the unscrupulous "Little Plague" sooner or later, won't he?

Hope in a desperate situation is really too important. The survivors who huddled in the elf court believed that their high priest was running for the salvation of the entire Faerun plane elves, and their Goddess of Life would still give the good The glory of spreading to the entire Eternal Forest.

They believe that the evil conspiracy will be wiped out, just like the darkness of the night will be wiped out by the light of Mira and Chikasa.

but…………

The facts seem to be different from most people's imagination, because when the remaining millions of elves are still praying hard and looking for a way to break the plague, the Lord "Pious" they trust is obviously not as they imagined. As "dedicated" to find a way out for the Elven Court.

In fact, at this moment, Ekal not only did not "exhaust his mind" as most people imagined, but he was also sitting on a dining table in an empty and bright palace, enjoying a delicious fruit pie.

Leisurely, comfortable, confident, and full of success, Mr. "Call of Life" is like a young king tasting his breakfast. It’s just that compared to the hustle and bustle of ordinary palaces, there are no waiters in his hall. There are only golden floor engraved with stagnant patterns and gemstones on the ceiling. A holy clergyman in a white robe and a... mysterious guest in a black robe.

Amidst the fragrance of the fruit pie, the atmosphere in the morning is really quiet.

"Don't you want to try the freshly baked hometown food? Mr. Baiye, although the newly hired chef is only a young girl, her skill in making fruit pies is really remarkable. I personally think it's very elf-friendly. of taste".

Controlling his divine power, he placed a hot fruit pie in front of the black-robed man across the dining table. The smiling Ekal showed meticulous aristocratic etiquette.

It must be admitted that this fruit pie looks really delicious. The hot jam is mixed with the pulp. The sweet and sour plum just relieves the boredom caused by the simple sweetness. The round pie is exquisitely shaped Pifen is fragrant, and it has been carefully carved with exquisite pictures.

It's just that the expressionless black-robed guest didn't seem to be interested in tasting the food, and before the slowly floating fruit pie approached him, the thrust from the magic had already pushed this so-called "hometown delicacy" aside up.

Obviously, the man in black robe sitting at the dining table and staring at the clergyman in front of him is a punk... projection from Hatak Plain.

"I don't need others to help me change my surname, Mr. Aikal, besides, isn't the surname Baiye removed from the records by the Elven King's Court?"

"It was true in the past, but I restored it later. Although the Elven King's Court did not have a precedent for removing a surname and restoring it, the rule is that the dead are alive, right? I think those are too rotten and rigid" rules "It should have been abandoned by the times long ago, so I have restored the surname for you and your family and your mother".

"Oh, got it".

"..."

Chatting has never been easy, and it is even more difficult to find a suitable topic. For example, now, after Punk blurted out a very casual "Oh, I see", the atmosphere in the magnificent palace immediately changed. Embarrassed.

Wouldn't this day be chattered to death!

"Okay, it seems that you really don't care about your surname, oh, I'm really unnecessary, let's talk about the business next, then what is the purpose of Mister "Destroyer Whisper" coming to visit me?" The purpose? Is it to trade magic resources?"

Seeing that the caster really doesn't care about the family or surname at all, the somewhat helpless "pious ones" really have nothing to do, but fortunately, there are quite limited things that can be worthy of the projection of an "evil archmage". So Aikal almost didn't need to think much to understand the reason for Punk's visit to him-it must be that the other party did not know where to get the magic resources, and this was to trade the magic resources collected by the Goddess of Life.

Talking about business needs to be like talking about business. At this time, it would be boring to play emotional cards with hometown, family, etc., not to mention that at this moment, the chief priest of the God of Life Sect really doubts that the "cooperator" in front of him is really so good. She is as emotionless and absolutely cold-blooded as rumored by the outside world, so...

The next negotiation seems to be destined to be a confrontation of interests that does not mix water.

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