Today is the day when the border is officially opened!

The fortress, known as 'Forrestal', had become restless from the early hours of the morning, and it was naturally the caravans and a few scattered merchants that triggered this restlessness.

Sensing that it was profitable, the caravans set out in a hurry, not knowing what the elves needed, so this time they had enough money to go to the town to make purchases.

It was a piece of goods from the hand of the legendary elves, which was full of artistry, and it was sure to be welcomed by many people.

Since hundreds of years ago, when the elves completely closed their channels of communication with the outside world, few humans have been able to enter the Stars and the Bright Moon Forest through formal channels, let alone do business.

The exquisite ornaments produced by the hands of the elves have now become heirlooms of the aristocracy, not only because of the exquisite appearance of the ornaments, but also because for them now, these things are destroyed by one less piece.

Just like the 'silk' that flowed out of the Duchy of Sorrow, before there was a large outflow, the price was almost on par with the silk in the dark region, and although the price has dropped a lot, it is still very expensive.

Merchants have been aware of this for a long time, and they have been here for a long time, looking forward to the day when the borders will be opened.

And now, finally let them wait for this day.

The sound of horses' hooves and wheels rolling was endless, the steward's shouting and scolding were continuous, and the neighing of pack horses was mixed with the discussion of merchants.

But Pad didn't like it, he didn't like the merchants!

Stepping on the mouth of the moat, looking at the town in the distance, which was half stone and half wooden, the general guarding the fortress couldn't help but take a sip.

He liked elves, he liked them, but he didn't like a bunch of elves that were jumping around in front of him—he preferred the humanoids to be in front of him in shackles and collars.

But he couldn't help but complete the task above, so he could only face the long ears that always made him frown with a straight face.

This fortress was built at the expense of the royal family, but the actual control is the Court Mage Association, if he does not complete the task assigned to him by the superiors, the upper authorities can find someone to replace him and let another person sit in his current position.

Who made him not a hereditary nobleman?

So even if he didn't like it, Pad could only swallow his anger.

Because he doesn't like the elves, and even he doesn't like the merchants who are going to do business with the elves, in his eyes, what those merchants are doing now is 'capital enemies'.

They had apparently put the elves on an equal footing with humans, but how could those long ears be the same as humans?

"General, it's ...... time"

The adjutant standing next to him put down his pocket watch and reminded in a low voice.

Pader snorted, "Got it! ”

He didn't dare to show too much disgust, because he knew that this adjutant had never been 'his own person', it was the second son of a noble family, and he had his place in sight when he came here!

No sooner had the gates been opened, than a huge procession had already set off from the fortress.

The local residents of the fortress were a little fascinated as they watched the procession march towards the north.

They had never been to the north side of the fortress, as the northern gates had always been closed, and only a few attempts had been made this year to test whether the gates could be opened properly, but the north gates had never been opened.

Between Forrester and the Star-Moon Forest is a valley with undulating mountains and cliffs on both sides, and the only way for the elves of the Star-Moon Forest to go to the Kurkut Empire is through the 'Forrester'.

In this valley, however, there is an unusually flat land, which can even be called vibrant.

Built right next to the lake in the middle of the valley, the trading town is made up of half stone human buildings and half wooden elven buildings.

The two sides have been arguing over the name of the town, so it has not been possible to decide on an exact name until now.

However, this does not prevent the two sides from opening their borders to trade, and the elves have what humans need, and humans have what elves need.

Elves are not completely desireless, that's just a misunderstanding caused by legends.

They love delicious food, powerful weapons, beautiful clothes, and nutritious books.

Yevgeny had already appeared in the trading town, and standing behind him were not only the soldiers who guarded the town and its people, but also some 'merchants' who had come to trade with goods.

The human merchant procession, accompanied by the soldiers, approached the town in front of them, and at this distance they could already see the whole town.

They whispered about whether the elves had a concept of 'trade' as they leaned over and asked the servants to inspect the prepared goods.

Since they didn't know what the elves needed, they prepared a copy of most of the goods, and they also prepared the money, intending to buy goods from the elves.

As long as you get off to a good start, the rest will be much easier.

At this point, both sides had to get nervous, and no matter who it was, it was impossible to predict what would happen afterward.

Maybe it's a conflict, maybe it's a friendly trade ...... Who knows?

When the human caravan officially stepped into the town, they had already seen the elves standing on the other side of the avenue at this end.

When the other party's figure came into view, everyone couldn't help but tremble, the human and elven soldiers subconsciously clenched the grips of their weapons, and the merchants from the two races also became extremely nervous - especially the elven merchants.

At this point, they finally found a problem, a very serious problem!

Maybe they can't understand what the other person is saying, the human merchant doesn't speak the elven language, and the elven merchant doesn't speak the lingua franca, that's a big problem!

Holding the handle of the scimitar, Yevgeny took a few steps forward and shouted in an unfamiliar lingua franca: "Welcome, friends of mankind!"

Upon hearing this, the human merchants looked at each other and then relaxed a little.

"You, hello, elven friend!"

A merchant from the human side also stepped out, shouting in an elven language that he didn't speak fluently.

His grandfather was a down-and-out mage, and he studied with his grandfather for a while, but unfortunately, he had no talent at all and was not able to become a mage.

But he learned some foreign languages, which benefited him a lot in the business field, so he practiced often.

The practice of elven language was also picked up again after knowing the news some time ago, but at least it can be used.

After two shouts, the atmosphere relaxed slightly, and then the two teams slowly approached, both smiling reluctantly, hoping to show their kindness, but it may not have worked very well.

After getting closer, neither side of the party knew how to talk to the other, but anyway, they were able to make contact!

............

"Damn, what do those elves want to do?!"

Pader, who was standing on the wall, slammed his fist into the battlement, his face ugly.

He saw through his binoculars that the elven soldiers were surrounding the town, and they wanted to kill the merchants?

"General, General Pad!"

Pad was about to turn around and call someone, but at this time, his adjutant turned pale and staggered over, shouting breathlessly, "Empire, something is wrong with the Empire! Elven slave, elven slave—"

Pader was stunned and turned back to look, "You, what did you say?"