Chapter 2225 Deserter

Regardless of whether I eventually become a public enemy, the beasts in the forests outside the Elf Forest will become my assistants.

Although in many cases, they will choose to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but since I have been recognized as a friend by the King of the Forest, it will not abandon me easily, even in the face of strong enemies.

Unless the king of the forest dies and his family is destroyed.

This is the difference between beasts and humans.

I'm so lucky to have a friend like the King of the Forest.

The conversation between Akahavi and me was not interrupted by the appearance of the King of the Forest. He was still asking me how to plan for the future.

Perhaps in his heart, he has already determined that I will found the country.

But in fact, I don’t have any idea of ​​​​building a new country. After all, this can not only be done with money, but also requires people, production, creation, and circulation.

In short, I would not have chosen this path if things had not developed to the point where the founding of the country was indispensable.

But I don’t think that telling the truth will win Akahavi’s approval, especially since the idea of ​​‘I want to build a country’ has already preoccupied his thinking.

Therefore, I only gave a vague answer: "In the future, I want to take Anastas and other fiancées with me to travel around the world."

Akahavi looked at me deeply, sighed, and without worrying about anything else, he pointed at his feet: "If you need help, write a letter and bury it here."

"Thank you" I said.

After Akahawi's back disappeared into the depths of the forest, I went to the forest king's house, drank some honey, and ate two dried salted fish, and then I wandered back with a barrel of honey in my arms. Home.

With honey as an excuse, everyone thought I had entered the Elf Forest and visited the Forest King's house, even Emily.

Early the next morning, I went to the palace again.

In the back garden, the two queens were still fighting, while I quietly sat in the corner watching the battle.

After the morning exercise, the two empresses were sitting on opposite sides of the stone table, sipping tea and having breakfast. I also walked over, picked up a tea cup and a snack, and while eating, I found something to talk about.

After chatting for a few words, I suddenly remembered that until today, I had not received any news that Mr. Taylor was coming back. Even the phone call was only from a few days ago, and I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

"Other people put snacks in their mouths, but it's better for you to put them in your nose."

From the side, the Fairy Queen's laughter and curses reached my ears, pulling me back from my thoughts.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he was stuffing breakfast into his nostrils. He felt a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly, pretended to be nonchalant, stuffed the cake into his mouth, swallowed it in a hurry, and then said: "Grandma, have you received the cake from grandpa?" Any news?"

Hearing this, the Fairy Queen shook her head, then smiled slightly and comforted me: "Don't worry, he will be fine."

Her tone was full of calmness and confidence, but I always felt that there seemed to be a trace of uneasiness lingering between her eyebrows.

"Grandma, do you know something?" I asked, "Tell me. One more person will know and one more suggestion can be used for reference."

"Actually, it's nothing, just a little trouble." The Fairy Queen said calmly: "Don't worry, that old guy encountered more troubles when he was young, and he still spent so many years safely and soundly?"

"But this time, there is an ancient organization that wants to target me, and they probably already know the relationship between grandpa and me. I'm afraid grandpa won't be able to cope with it."

"Ah, ancient organizations." The Fairy Queen sneered: "Nearly half of the ancient organizations left behind are just a group of young people who have no understanding of doctrines, no ideals, and yell all day long. They carry out activities in order to express their youth and vent their pent-up rebellion. It was just an illegal assembly. Do you think Taylor was a law-abiding young man when he was young? No, he was not. In just one year, he provoked nearly twenty ancient organizations. What was the final result? Aren’t you still living peacefully until now?”

Through the Fairy Queen’s popular science, I gained a deeper understanding of Mr. Taylor.

I really didn’t expect that the old man would get into more trouble than me. No, this metaphor is inappropriate. I got into trouble unconsciously, but the old man got into trouble intentionally.

Don't ask me why I believe that the old man did it intentionally and I did it unconsciously. Isn't the logic obvious enough? He provoked nearly twenty ancient organizations in one year. Who would believe that this was unintentional?

Then, the Fairy Queen broke the news to me that made me feel more at ease, that is, the old man also provoked the bloody purification when he was young and was frequently assassinated by them.

However, since the mission to assassinate the old man was promulgated, the number of assassins trained by Bloody Purification has gradually decreased. Later, there were even few assassins suitable for carrying out the mission.

Until then, they suddenly realized that they seemed to have offended someone they shouldn't.

Subsequently, the assassination mission, which had been issued for several months, was quietly cancelled.

This is first-hand information provided by an informant who was secretly bribed by the Fairy Queen.

"Since Taylor dared to challenge the bloody purification at that time, it's even less of a problem now, so you don't need to worry about this."

Although this was a word of comfort, I still heard the underlying meaning: "Grandma, is it because of the old Duke that grandpa can't come back?"

The Fairy Queen was a little helpless: "So what?"

"What?" I put down the tea cup and said angrily: "Why does he hold grandpa captive? We worked desperately to help eliminate the disaster. In the end, I became a deserter and grandpa was detained in Dashai City. What kind of world is this? We Why should I be bullied?"

"Just because Taylor is still in their hands, just because you are a deserter!"

"I'm not a deserter! I was forced by them! Forced by the old Duke!"

"I believe you, but will those civilians believe it? Will those adventurers believe it?" The Fairy Queen's tone is still calm, but every word she speaks is as sharp as a knife: "Many civilians and most low-level adventurers , they are all simple, and precisely because of their simplicity, they are ignorant, easily deceived, and easily angered."

"Previously, I listened to your description of the battle and analyzed the possible situations. I came to the conclusion that you were indeed tricked by the old Duke, but so what? The old Duke occupies half of Dashai City. His prestige is even higher than that of the Orc King's family. Everyone respects him as a revered person. His words are even more effective than the Orc King's edict. If he says you are a deserter, your image as a deserter will be carved on a stone slab. Like the words in the book, it has penetrated deeply into the hearts of those civilians and engraved into the hearts of those low-level adventurers. No matter how much you argue, in their eyes, you are just a deserter."