"Eh, did you hear that?"

In a tavern in Windcity, the adventurer Dahan, who had just drunk a cup of hot beer, mysteriously talked to the people around him about the news he had heard not long ago.

"What?" Looking at the mysterious appearance of the big man, his companion was also a little curious.

"Border ...... of the Sad Wind Territory"

The big man drew a circle on the table with his fingers, leaned over and whispered, "I heard that there is an 'elf' - an orthodox elf!"

The big man's companion widened his eyes for a moment, and his mouth was tightly pursed.

When his companion looked left and right, and saw that no one was paying attention to them, he hurriedly asked in a low voice, "Are you serious?"

"Really!"

After being questioned, Dahan's voice couldn't help but raise a few tones, which immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.

After feeling the sight of the others, Dahan not only did not restrain himself, but said even louder: "I heard it with my own ears, and those elves seem to be coming to Wende City, maybe we will be able to see them in a few days!"

"Shhhhhhh

His companion smacked his mouth, then picked up his glass and poured a large sip of hot beer into his mouth.

As time passed, the temperature gradually decreased at night, and the tavern gradually became lively.

In those days, there was no entertainment at night, but now they had money in their hands and became rich, so the taverns were mixed, commoners, adventurers, and merchants, but they did not dare to make trouble in the city.

"You say yes, yes?" one of the adventurers scoffed, "Elf...... Heh, how long have those 'orthodox elves' been cowering in the Star-Moon Forest?

"What slave catchers?!"

When the adventurer said this, the civilians in the surrounding Wende City were not happy, and a strong civilian took advantage of the drunkenness to go up and shouted to the adventurer: "The maid master and the lord have banned the slave trade, and the Sorrowful Wind Leader doesn't even have a slave trader, where is the slave catcher?"

When the adventurer heard this, he snorted a few times, but did not refute it.

After hearing the chief maid and the lord mentioned in the words, his mind cleared up a little, otherwise if he broke out a big rebellious word, there would definitely be many people around him who would beat him.

From the hostility in the eyes of those people around him, he could know that these people were all supporters of the maid chief and the Black Dragon Lord, and if they hadn't stopped talking in time before they spoke, there might have been many people who wanted to beat themselves.

Despite the alcohol in his head, when they looked at him, the adventurer came to his senses and narrowly escaped a group fight.

Now these people were about to worship the head maid as a god, and even when it came to the Fortune Lady, they did not show much fanaticism, even if many of them did believe in the Fortune Lady.

"Why not?"

The big man who had just been pulled down by his companion shouted again, and this time his companion really couldn't stop him.

The big man stood up again, propped up the table with one hand, waved the other, and shouted in a tongue-curling accent: "Although I have heard about it, but, but the source is accurate, I heard it from the Rolfus caravan, they have just returned from the Blade Fortress......!

After a few shouts, he sat down, gasping for air.

The candles on the sconces lit up the tavern, and the flames made their faces red, though they did drink quite a bit.

"If you want to talk about orthodox elves, there is indeed one in Wende City. ”

Just when people were talking about it and discussing it passionately, and their faces were flushed over the matter, a businessman brought up the matter.

His voice was not too loud, and it was suddenly drowned out by the other people's quarrels, but the people sitting next to him did hear it clearly.

"You mean the one who was rescued by the lord before?"

The people around him approached the merchant, watched him pick up a peanut from the plate and throw it into his mouth, and asked curiously.

Many of them had heard about it, and there was a lot of uproar at the beginning of the trial, and some commoners were able to sit in the same room with the nobles and observe the trial of the nobles and slave traders who did not know what their names were, but who had broken the law.

Not only because the commoners were able to observe the trial with the nobles, but also because the chief maid did use the law to condemn the nobleman, so the trouble was known all over the city.

It was also until that time that many people were moved to settle in Wende City, because here, as long as you obey the law, then even the nobles may not be able to do anything to you, which is simply a fantasy, and in other parts of the world, such a thing is impossible.

There was a lot of shock at first, but then for some reason, maybe the chief maid used some means, and the matter slowly subsided, and only occasionally when I remembered it was mentioned.

Although the matter faded, but the impact is still there, people still remember that a few months ago, the black dragon ran to the territory of other nobles, directly kicked the door and arrested the guy who was still a lord and a nobleman at the time, and also rescued an orthodox elf, and it was then that they knew how strong the chief maid was in control of this sad wind lord.

"Yes, you may not believe it, but I met her a few months ago!"

The merchant raised his eyebrows and showed off to the others: "A few months ago, the lord took that elf out for a walk, and there were many people at that time, it was indeed an orthodox elf, purple hair, pointed ears, and would tremble when he noticed something or was frightened, it was definitely an orthodox elf." However, she never appeared again. ”

"But, ah......"

The person next to him continued: "That person, it's 'those' elves, a group of elves have appeared in the Blade Fortress, you should know where it is, right?"

Originally, some people didn't react, but after hearing the word 'east', they immediately remembered it.

"Prairie!"

They didn't know what the savannah was called, but before the Black Forest was explored, some of them had adventurers working there, and some merchants had visited Blade Fortress, and they were impressed by the town that was called 'Fortress'.

The man dipped some wine from his glass and drew a line on the table, "You don't know, you can reach 'Epraus' from the Blade Fortress and across the Mason Prairie. Do you know where that is? It's the Half-Elf Realm, and it's the last 'line of defense' for those Orthodox Elves. ”

Speaking of this, he laughed teasingly: "That group of orthodox elves knew that they were very expensive, so they hid and were afraid of humans, so they used the country of Epulus to create a line of defense. In that country, the half-elves there all want to be recognized by the orthodox elves, so they are willing to go to the soup. ”

Hearing him say this, the people around him also understood.

"Ahem, let's not talk about that for now. The red-haired man with a head as passionate as a flame cleared his throat, "If the orthodox elves want to come to the Sorrowful Wind Leader, as long as they can cross that prairie, they will definitely encounter humans...... Heh, if you really meet a human, I don't need to tell you what the consequences will be, right?"

The people around nodded one after another, showing a proud look and honor.

The red-haired man smiled and poured himself a sip of wine, which wasn't very tasty, but it was fun.

A little girl sat quietly beside him, holding a glass of hot milk in her hand, which was also a new drink in the tavern after the Sad Wind Leader became rich.

A finger tapped the red-haired man's shoulder, he put down his glass, looked back, smiled and greeted the person behind him: "Yo, Cervantes, you're late this time!"