"This is a letter of instruction, and these dense elven texts are all orders and deployments that are intended to be conveyed. Eight?? 1 Chinese Net = ≤≤.≤"

The fairy patriarch smiled slightly: "You are lucky, and so is Remy, most of the instructions in these deployments are related to the two of you." ”

"Something to do with the two of us?" I was stunned: "Could it be that I want to force me to tell the location of this place or kidnap Remy to lure you into appear?" ”

"You're only partially right," she said, pointing to the first paragraph, and read it, "find out the identities and lineages of the members of the Terran team of outsiders, try to gain their trust, and find out their true intentions in settling in Moonlight City." ”

"If their intentions thwart their plans, think of the quickest way to expel them here, and if they refuse to comply, send an assassination team to bury them all in the Elven Forest and turn them into nourishment for our great forest; If their intentions do not contradict our plans, try to win them over if they can, if they can't, don't make enemies, although the human race, the beast race, the goblin race, and the half-goblin race are all lowly things, but their strength and role should not be underestimated. ”

"Inferior things ......" I am a little speechless about this word, how narcissistic it must be to say such a thing?

The fairy patriarch smiled: "Don't care about this, the elves who expelled and killed us in the first place called themselves nobles, and they even forgot that thousands of years ago, when their ancestors first landed in June Moonlight City, they lived a life of slash-and-burn farming like savages. ”

With a movement of her fingers, she changed to the next paragraph, and she continued to translate: "I have read what you reported to me before, that little girl named Remy should be the last royal descendant of the fairy clan, don't touch her, try to have a good relationship with her, get close to her, please her, please her, and let her trust you to the greatest extent." ”

"I'm sorry I was so excited to slaughter the fairy royalty, except for the old immortal who escaped, there was not a single living mouth left, this humble but very interesting race has always been a plaything I want to acquire, if I can get another pet like this when the plan is successful in the future, I will be happy."

"Pet ......", what kind of elf is this! Why do I think this guy is so perverted?

The fairy patriarch's fingers couldn't help but tremble when she translated this, and I could feel her momentum burst out in an instant, and then converge back at the same time.

It was terrifying, and it was no match for Emily.

After a while, she sighed lightly, moved her finger to the next paragraph, and continued to translate: "As for my three silly sisters, I allow her to put pressure on Anasta again to force her to become my puppet, and tell her clearly that all this is to reproduce the great and noble glory of the elves!" ”

"My second sister Anarita, if she hadn't been so radical in opposing my plan, she would definitely not have fallen into the same situation as she is now, since she has been taken in by that group of Terrans, just treat her as a companion of the Terrans, don't do things like assassination for the time being, my poor grandmother's old lover is not so easy to deal with."

"As for the third sister Anareta, she is still useful, and she plays a very crucial role in convincing her stubborn master to us."

"The task is for the time being, you must do it well, do it perfectly, and do not tarnish the glory of the great elves."

This is the end of the letter.

The amount of content that follows is far more than all that came before.

And what shocked me the most was two things: first, the Elven Empress actually had an older brother; Second, this brother turned out to be the culprit who caused Princess Anarita's head trauma!

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The fairy patriarch flipped the letter over and said, "What do you think after hearing this?" ”

I leaned my elbows on the table, propped my chin, and frowned: "There is such a narcissistic guy in the world, who treats other races as lowly beings or pets, this kind of man...... Is there a brain disease? ”

"I don't deny what you say," she laughed, "I think he used to be a lovely baby, but since he broke the neck of a bird with his own hands when he was four years old, I thought that this boy, in the future, would definitely be a cholera elf, but I didn't expect that he would do it so early and so suddenly." ”

"Is the one you're talking about, isn't he the Elven Empress's brother? This person who wrote the letter? ”

"Who else but him" The fairy patriarch said lightly: "I thought he was dead, but I didn't expect him to be alive, and he was in the shadows, controlling everything that the elven clan had." ”

"This awesome brother of the Elven Empress, what's his name?" I asked casually.

"Akahavi," said the elf patriarch, "it means glory in elven script." ”

"It's really glorious," I sighed, "it's all glorious to be heavily narcissistic." ”

"By the way, Grandma Patriarch, let me ask you something."

"Hehe" the fairy patriarch smiled slightly: "When did the title change?" Have you become a patriarch and grandmother? ”

"Hehe" I scratched my head: "I'm not a close honorific title, while expressing closeness to you, while respecting you, you say yes~~~"

"Say whatever you want," she seemed to be very comfortable with the title of 'Grandma Patriarch', and her attitude was much better than just now.

"Ah, the elven princess who came before, yes, it's Anarita, do you remember?" I said, "Her injuries have basically healed, but she just has nightmares, every day, and only once, Grandpa Taylor said that this may be a curse, and you have to find the source of the curse. ”

"I see" she nodded, thought for a while, and said: "It's right to ask me, your Grandpa Taylor only knows a little bit about curse magic, far less than your patriarch and grandmother, not boasting, the study of curses and this kind of magic, looking at the wind and the wind 6, there are really few people who know more than your patriarch and grandmother." ”

"Yes, yes" I nodded again and again, and said flatteringly: "What you said is that my grandfather Taylor is very good at healing, but the curse is far inferior to the patriarch Grandma and your old man, so I will say, Grandpa Taylor was a match made in heaven at the beginning, and it should have been a match made in heaven with your old man, but he was mixed up by himself, hey, no wonder his old man is still a single old virgin, probably because of this matter, he regrets it until now." ”

"And, Grandma Patriarch, think about it, how old Grandpa Taylor is, and he still drinks every day, this may not be just a matter of getting used to it, maybe it is because of the regret of the lost youth, most of this is related to not being able to tie the knot with you!"

"Do you say yes, Grandma Patriarch?"

"Huh? Grandma the patriarch? Grandma Patriarch! Why is your face red, isn't it burning?! ”