Chapter 235 Travel

There was no longer the Sword Master of Hoth who argued with Thorion every day, but the dwarves did not have peace of mind.

Whenever he was exposed to the sight of Asul passing by, he always heard vague ridicule and contempt as if he were delusional.

Eugen and Thorion became close friends, and their encounter in Lothern made them close friends in a short period of time.

Injustice catalyzes friendship.

After the ceremony, in just a few days, the cold-blooded embassy received nearly a thousand visitors. Most of them stopped in front of the door. The few elven scholars who were lucky enough to enter the courtyard made the dwarves and humans tired of the hidden insults.

Eugen is often thought of as an uncivilized monkey, a savage primitive, but he does not attract the blatant hostility of the Assur.

Thorion was more restricted than a human, and when he tried to find a tavern to replenish his spirits, an elven police patrol nearly drove him out of Lothern.

Fortunately, before Longbeard took out his ax and swore an oath, the elf nobles who were familiar with the number and race of the lizard men stopped everything.

Of course, Sorian didn't know that he was being treated as a servant, otherwise he would have decisively taken the butcher's oath.

Peaceful Lothern is not a good place for Lynch. If he needs to enjoy peace and quiet, he can find a temple city, sneak into the temple guard force, and stand guard in the same place for decades.

But he didn't come here to relax. The important things were done and it was time for him to set off.

Lynch took the initiative to step out of the embassy for the first time. Under the awe and curiosity of the elf, he found a familiar smell among the countless smells in the air.

Obviously, there are some not so good things in the eyes of elves towards Lynch. Elves don't like things that are less beautiful and perfect than them. It's just the mystery of cold-blooded species and the legend of ancient saints that add a special color to Lynch. .

The lizard man's mysterious talk and unusual behavior are enough to make common people who have never seen the world curb their prejudices.

Lynch didn't care about the discrimination he received based on his appearance. In fact, he didn't care at all what ordinary elves thought of him.

With his hunting instinct, Lynch vaguely discovered several Druzi and Eislay spies lurking in Lothern.

Of course, he had no intention of meddling in other people's business. He would just mention it later. Asul himself had his own solution.

More importantly, actually looking for them would cost Lynch a lot of energy and might even lead to misunderstandings.

Asul is not a cold-blooded person. Directly executing high-status beings because of personal conviction will directly lead to a series of uncontrollable reactions.

If a skink appears in the temple city that affects the order operation, Lynch can kill it at will, regardless of what official it is.

Because in a cold-blooded society, Saurus people do not make mistakes, Thoros' actions must come from the authorization of a Slann or Skink Priest, and Skink Priests or Prophets often represent Slann.

Although Lynch did not represent any Slann at all, Skink did not know this, and Slann also acquiesced to his existence.

The elves seem to be fond of tower-like buildings, or tall towers with spiers or domes that stand across the city.

Seeing Lin Qi walking on the road, some elves who were observing secretly left in a hurry, probably to inform some nobles.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for some elegantly dressed elves to quickly walk out of the streets and alleys, but faster than them was the maid of the Eternal Queen.

The maid just followed Lynch and became an invisible barrier. Any noble who wanted to talk lost their courage.

The warriors of Asul were more direct. After the war, the Triton Guards did not go directly to defend Lothern Haimen Pass. They rested at home.

From time to time, sea guards who took off their armor and weapons would greet Lynch. With his excellent memory, Lynch recognized the soldiers who were attacking the Nagarond formation on the Tower of Divine Bless the Evil Party, and nodded slightly. .

Some female elves were carrying rattan baskets and wandering hesitantly in the crowd. They wanted to thank the cold-blooded champions for their help to their husbands, sons or fathers. However, at the forefront of the crowd, there were many nobles whom they were familiar with, making the common people's thank-you gifts too pale.

No elf wants to lose face in public, even if for them, the gifts in the vine basket are luxury enough.

But this gift will only expose the weakness and powerlessness of their family. The elves will always try their best to avoid this state and hide their own weakness, which makes the high elves always "perfect".

Almost all the residents of Lothern knew about the unexpected aid from the cold-blooded species. The nobles were thinking about the opportunities that could be exploited, while the elves of the lower class were more pure.

More elves should have died in that war.

Even in families that have lost a man, only a few complainers are privately depressed.

Although there were many assurs joining in the fun, the order of the streets was still intact.

There was no chaos. Many elves just glanced at it from a distance and left reservedly.

Being in the spotlight is not a good experience. Elves have a different kind of charm, and they can easily arouse the anger of other races.

If Lynch were replaced by a dwarf, even if no offense occurred, he would be angered by the different prejudice in the elves' eyes.

Fortunately, cold-blooded species have no problem with this kind of meaningless behavior.

The Ancient Saints transformed the original primates on the planet into the high elves that are now human-like. The elves' arrogance and ego were flaws in the creation of the Ancient Saints.

Can Lynch still question the ancient sage whose condition is unknown?

Ultimately, all the works of the Old Ones were failures and in need of improvement.

Even the last ogre created was what the Ancient Sage said was the best work in the world.

The ogres had not experienced proper guidance, and what they were doing now was enough to prove the failure of the Old One's last creation.

No matter how failed these creations were, it was better than allowing them to remain in their primitive state - running around and jumping around like apes.

On a planet with dragons and giants, they don't have hundreds of thousands of years of opportunity to evolve. Whether they die or not depends only on the thought of the "giant god".

Compared with a group of monkeys pointing at Lynch, Lynch is more accepting of the elves who smile and say nothing.

With all kinds of eyes on him, Lynch found Tigris' residence.

Out of politeness that he had to wait, Lynch stood for a while until a female elf mage left the room with a calm expression.

The archmage, who was breathing heavily, walked out in a panic. Lin Qi's familiar, cold tone made him no longer feel so hot.

"On the way I heard an elf praising Slannis."

"And Kane and Queen Ariel."

Of course Teclis knew that Ariel was the human incarnation of the Elf Mother Goddess Isha. She ruled the wood elves with the human incarnation of the "Hunter God" Kunos in the Athel Loren Forest.

But what he cares more about is "Slannis", also known as "Slaanesh".