Proof of the Sun King

"Long time no see, old friend. Please read the most complete novel!" Estelle, with beautiful blonde hair, was still as handsome as before: "You seem to be having a good time recently?"

"Okay, Estelle, so you're still a spy and a leader? Anyway, I welcome your arrival!" Ryan gave the half-'elf' a warm hug.

After fighting side by side several times between him and Estelle, the 'friendship' has been deep enough, and if it wasn't for the half-'elf' spirit to connect with him, he would not have so easily obtained the trust and assistance of the wood 'elf' spirit.

The wood 'elf' spirit eternal guards of about 20 people followed behind Estelle, and they were always vigilantly observing everyone who appeared nearby.

"Hello, Lord Ryan, I'm Vilordis, from the Eternal Woods." Another 'female' 'sex' woodland lord stood in front of Ryan, she was tall, very fierce and her face was full of paintings The 'flower' pattern in brown and 'color' looks like a man who has experienced a hundred battles. The hands of the woodland lord have a lot of calluses, and they are also smeared with thick eye shadow. From the perspective of human aesthetics, it is difficult for Ryan to think that this is the case. A woodland lord is considered beautiful: "Hello, Your Excellency Vilordis, I am Ryan, Ryan-Malcador."

"This is my husband, Augros." A strong male 'sex' wood 'spirit' walked out. He was just wearing a simple 'breaster' and leather armor. The parts were covered by green leaves, he was carrying a compound bow behind him, and hung a short sword hidden in a holster around his waist. His face was not good-looking, but he still managed to fight Ryan. a hello.

The wood 'spirit' is a matriarchal society. In the Woodland Council, most of the people in power are 'women' and 'sex'. It is the king of the forest, Alain, and he actually obeys his wife and queen Alay more. , the wood 'spirit' spirit and the king and queen are all demigods who hold powerful magic, and their Ariel symbolizes tranquility, rebirth, and growth, the harmonious aspect of the forest, and Alain is a symbol of wild 'sex', madness 'Chaos', the struggle for survival, the cruel side of nature's combativeness.

If it wasn't for the diplomatic 'diplomatic' relationship between Brittany and the wood 'elves', it would be difficult for Ryan to know so much. The emissaries of the wood 'elves' have to emphasize repeatedly every year that the knights stay away from the forest , even so, many young ranger knights will still rush into the territory of the wood 'elves' for glory...

"Welcome to my domain." Ryan calmly welcomed the group of wood 'elves': "I think we need to talk."

"I think so too, Your Excellency Ryan, you have proved to us that you are an excellent Holy Grail Knight, we have a common enemy, so you can get our friendship, you should know how distrustful the Eslays are to human beings, so Please don't waste our trust in you, otherwise you will face the fury of the forest." Woodland Lord Vilordis came to warn, and she was quite arrogant, her chin Raised very high.

Ryan did not like this, and the Holy Grail Knight said calmly: "Trust is mutual and requires joint efforts. The trust between us is achieved through fighting side by side and mutual trust, not through your Eslay's. Handouts, I hope that we can put aside our stereotypes and have an equal conversation with each other, otherwise this fragile contract is not destined to last."

The wooden 'spirit' spirits were silent. Since Ryan was using the 'spirit' spirit language, the guards and humans who came to inquire couldn't understand what their baron was saying.

Only Ryan frowned. If the wood 'jing' had such an arrogant attitude, then there was nothing to talk about between them.

Maybe I need to trade with you, but I will never beg you like my grandson. Even if Ryan gives in at this time, their future cooperation will definitely not last long.

Historically, long-term cooperation has always been based on relative equality and mutual benefit.

The wooden 'jing' spirit also felt the difference between the human beings in front of him. Many humans have a natural fear and worship for the 'jing' spirit, which allows the 'jing' spirit to always be the first to win when facing humans.

However, Ryan is different. In his eyes, these pointed ears are no different from normal humans. On the contrary, this guy thinks that no matter what kind of 'elf' it is, it is not a good bird in essence.

Only human beings are destined to rule the galaxy and all things, the father thinks so, and the son thinks so too.

The forest lord Vilordis' face flashed with anger, but the wood spirit then thought of the great prestige and power of the human being in front of her, and she coughed twice and slowed down: "We didn't mean that. , Sir Ryan, I think you have misunderstood, we hope to be able to establish observatories and trade points in your territory, we do not want to start a dispute with you."

"Then this is the best, but I still want to remind you that there are some rules I can respect your customs, but some rules can't be changed because of you. If we can reach a consensus on this point, then I think we can continue to talk, I don't know. What do Vilodis and Orgros think?" Ryan continued.

"That's nature. Humans have the laws of human beings, and the spirits have the laws of the spirits." For this, the wood spirits agree. This group lives in the forest all day and hardly ever leaves the house. 'The guy most asked other races to stay away from the forest, they can naturally understand that the rules outside the forest are different.

Finally, after reaching an agreement on certain aspects, the wood 'elves' first expressed their demands. They wanted to set aside a small piece of land as their stronghold outside the forest, and sent a garrison to establish their own. The observatory, which humans are not allowed to enter without an invitation, but in return, the wood 'elves' will cooperate to meet a possible invasion, and will also pay the rental fee for their own observatory.

At the same time, wood 'elves' will trade with humans, and they need to get extremely scarce ore and amber from humans, as well as extremely scarce wood and food.

In return, the wood 'elves' provide wine and 'fine' gems, as well as a wealth of handicrafts to trade with humans.

The price offered by the wood 'elves' are very fair, even a little too fair, but Ryan understands that the wood 'elves' are such dead-headed people, they don't care about their own small losses, they care about stability and worthiness Trusted trading partners, wood 'elves' hate to play tricks and 'conspiracies' with humans, they have a natural distrust of human beings, and when a human businessman 'spends' 20 or 30 years to finally get wood. After the 'spirit' trust, he may have gray hair, but for the wood 'spirit' at least eight hundred years, or thousands of years, the lifespan of human beings is too short.

Therefore, the life expectancy is relatively long, and the holy grail knight with trustworthy character has become their ideal choice.

Ryan 'handed over' the negotiation to his housekeeper Katzenberg. The conditions offered by the wood 'elf' were very ideal, and the two sides only had some small details to discuss.

Ryan and the witcher Abel slipped out, and Ryan asked with interest: "So, Mr. Abel, are you going to prepare the alchemy materials?"

"Yes, I'm not alone. I have a friend named Sule, who is also a witcher. He is waiting for me in the hotel." Abel said that he would go back to the hotel first: "I also have some vampire creatures. Need to confirm."

"Well, it just so happens that I have something to do." Ryan thought that Olika was still waiting for him at home, so the baron didn't stay long.

After Abel said goodbye to Ryan, he returned to the hotel alone.

This is a small two-story hotel, which is very common in the old world. Small courtyards, fences, wooden tables, chairs and benches, simple furnishings, are the most frequent resting places for witchers to travel. The place.

"Abel, you're back? How's it going?" A young witcher sat in the lobby of the hotel, eating lunch with ale.

The witcher looked to be under thirty, but his body was covered in scars. He also carried two long swords behind him. When he saw Abel coming, he waved his hand and gestured towards Abel. myself here.

Abel sat down, and then called to the innkeeper: "Sir, please bring us another plate of horse 'meat' sausage and a glass of barley wine!"

"Okay, witcher." The shopkeeper responded, not very enthusiastic, nor did he clearly hate the look.

"How's it going?" the two witchers began to whisper 'privately'.

"It's good, I found Lord Ryan, and luckily, he still recognizes me." Abel's face couldn't help but be happy.

"God, when you met Lord Ryan, he was a five- or six-year-old child, right? So what did he say?" Sule then asked.

"He agreed to ask for me, but he asked us to finish the task at hand first." Abel lowered his head and said, "Time is running out, let's finish eating early and leave early."

"Okay!" So the two witchers continued to eat.

A few minutes later, a group of new guests suddenly appeared outside: "Boss! Six people! Large table, the best Keslev vodka, and horse 'meat' sausage!"

The few people who came were rough men, most of them were bald, with thick long beards, pale skin, wearing 'breast armor' and leather jackets, and carrying weapons behind their backs.

"It's Mrs. Keesler!"

"How could they be here?"

Whispers began to whisper in the hotel. The two witchers were very strange to see this situation, so they also whispered: "Strange, why did Mrs. Keisler appear in Britannia?"

"I don't know. Maybe these Mrs. Keisler are here to travel? Leave them alone, it's more important to do our business." The two witchers continued.

Kislev, located in the north of the Old World, in the eastern Tazir desert of the Nord Kingdom, is a country that is semi-vassal to the Empire.

About a thousand years ago, these nomads from the other side of the roof of the world came to settle in the old world. They were located in the northeast of the empire, and just south of the 'chaotic' wasteland, which is also the northernmost of the old world. In the Ming Dynasty, Kislev is now ruled by the 'female' king Katarin, known as the 'Queen' of Ice and Snow.

It is also an interesting country.

The Tazir Desert is a truly bitter cold place, where it is cold all year round. Under the dual oppression of alchemy pollution and severe cold, almost nothing can be grown on the land. The food basically depends on trade and hunting, and the entire land area is not small. There are only three cities.

This also makes the empire have no idea of ​​conquering them and incorporating them into the territory. On the contrary, this country is the first to suffer every time the 'Chaos' invades the capital, and they will play the role of an outpost, so the empire has always tolerated of their existence.

The great holy war, facing the second 'chaos' eternal god-chosen anointed Isa Kuval, of course Kislev was the first to suffer again, the country fell, the city was destroyed, the so-called King Kislev He led the people to fight and flee, all the way to the south, bringing news of the invasion of Chaos.

After the Great Holy War, Kislev was re-established, and King Bokaha of Kislev, realizing that he was under-armed, made an amazing decision, he 'spended' huge sums of money to rebuild the kingdom's army and used amazing At the cost of introducing artillery and muskets from the Empire and the dwarves, the "winged cavalry" famous in the Old World was also established at that time, which almost bankrupted the entire kingdom financially.

What is hilarious is that after the establishment of the winged cavalry army composed of about 2,000 children of the great nobles of the entire kingdom, the initiator of the establishment of this army, the Kingdom of Kislev has no ability to support this expensive cavalry army. , so the wing cavalry has always been running around as mercenaries since its establishment, earning maintenance fees for themselves, only when the kingdom is most difficult, the wing cavalry legion will return to Kislev to fight to defend the kingdom.

The current winged cavalry regiment is under the command of Emperor Karl Franz ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ as mercenaries.

"Come on! Shopkeeper! Come and drink!" Several big men were muttering to vent their dissatisfaction: "Damn imperial people, desperately trying to lower prices, we can't even sell bear skins! As a result, the idiots here in Britannia Even more annoying when they told us we didn't need bearskins!"

After finishing speaking, these big men were full of complaints and 'groans' desperately drinking, cup after cup, barrel after barrel.

"Let's finish our meal quickly, these Mrs. Keisler likes to get very drunk, and then start picking quarrels and causing trouble." The two witchers already had a lot of experience with this kind of thing, and they quickly ate them in two bites. With the rest of the bread, he drank the ale and wanted to leave.

late.

Several big men were already blushing and thick necks. As soon as they saw the two witchers stand up, one of the big men immediately slapped the table: "Brothers... hiccup~ There are two witchers here!"

"Ha! Bastards of the Empire!"

"They... want to fight us one-on-one!"

"Fuck them! Fuck them!"

Abel frowned, and he said: "Gentlemen, we did not provoke you, we did not intend to cause a dispute..."

"I can go to NM! We are... hiccup~ We are talking about the loss-making business a few days ago. You all stood up. This is not a provocation... What is it?" Even his nose turned red, and he subconsciously 'pulled' the scimitar from his waist.

The remaining four or five big men also immediately took out tomahawks and machetes, and they surrounded Abel and Sule: "Let these witcher chops know how powerful we are!"

"Dry!"

Abel and Sule successively 'pulled' the steel swords behind them.

"no solution anymore."

"Go!"