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Chapter 126. Mystletainn
Leslie was excited, and her tone softened.
He felt that he had seized the opportunity.
"Do you know about the Mystletainn?"
"Of course." Char chuckled.
In Elven myths and legends, the first Elf created by God was a female. She was also the mother of everyone.
A single gender could not reproduce, so God gave her a golden sickle and asked her to cut off a mistletoe branch. Coincidentally, the branch was in the shape of a man. It had a torso and five limbs, and as soon as it landed, it turned into the appearance of a God.
The two of them spent a night under the mistletoe, and then the Elf got pregnant and had children. Then the tribe multiplied and grew, and then there were elves.
That was why the Elves considered themselves the favored children of the world after the Gods. Mistletoe was also considered a plant gifted by the heavens, a symbol of hope and the choice of God.
As for the Mystletainn, it was said that it was made from that branch.
This sword was different from the Sacred Sword, Narshill and Gungnir, which were both domineering and royal artifacts. Its value-was in the process of obtaining this sword and the meaning it represented.
If the holder was recognized by all Elves, they would definitely obtain pure elven bloodline, receive race bonuses, and then become the king of Elves.
This meant that his reputation was full. No matter if it was a region or an individual, it was almost like cheating.
Char had once done a boring experiment. If you took this sword to attack some elven NPCs, they would not even want to sleep with you.
"You're too noble to sleep with a woman like me!"
He was probably so terrified.
In addition, this sword also symbolized breaking the established rules.
Aside from that, it was just a one-handed sword with good attributes and no heaven-defying attack special effects. However, it could ignore all the buff, pulling any powerful enemy to the same level as you and then have a fair fight.
Therefore, Leslie was very confident that no one would not be tempted by this secret.
"This secret is related to the Mystletainn. I can let you get it!"
"Oh, really?"
Char sighed.
"Are you trying to say that its whereabouts are related to a magic sword that can change its form?"
Leslie was stunned for a few seconds.
"How did you know?"
"Is that sword red in color?"
"How did you know?"
Char took out his magic sword [Gemstone Fireworks].
"Isn't it similar to the one in front of me?"
"So, be good and shut your mouth, Your Highness. The only secret in your head is as cheap as toilet paper to me. Before I humiliate you in various ways, it's better not to look for trouble."
If he could, Leslie would definitely curse, but now he did not dare to do so.
The other party made him very afraid.
"Will you let me return to the court of the Holy Tree?"
"I you keep nagging, I'll make you go back."
Leslie finally shut up.
Char snorted and sent the good dog away. After covering up the scene, he did not forget to pick some expensive herbs from the flowerbed.
With his terrible harvesting skills, only one-tenth of the valuable plants were taken, and most of them were wasted. However, Char did not feel any heartache, as they were not his anyway.
To the Duke of Saxson, he only planted these things for decorative purposes, so he did not care much about them. As long as Char did not go too far and stare at one place to pick up the grass until there was an obvious bald patch, he would be fine.
"It's really boring..."
Char thought bitterly. He missed Rylai.
Eh?
'That's right!'
Char stood up immediately.
He had a bold idea.
[Is there anyone in your guild in Golden Butterfly City? ]
He sent a message to Ninja Blade, and in less than five seconds, there was a reply.
[There are more than 30 of them, and they are all around level 10.]
[When they're done, let them report to the military camp outside the city that they've seen the wanted criminal Char in the city Lord's mansion. [ there must be a lot of people, and the sound must be loud so that the surrounding pedestrians can hear it.]
[I'll make the arrangements.]
Ninja Blade did not even ask why and went straight away. Char was deeply impressed by how obedient this child was.
He stopped what he was doing, went around to the backyard, and climbed up from the storage room next to the stable. He stepped on the roof to the kitchen, climbed up the towering chimney, and jumped at the highest point. At the same time, he activated the Shadow Servant's [Lightweight] skill and gently landed on the top of a balcony of the castle. He then climbed up a few meters and sat on a mottled roof.
From this position, he could see more than half of Golden Butterfly City, and the picture was extremely clear.
About ten minutes later, he saw a large group of people appear at the entrance of the City Lord's castle. The one in the lead was Orivande, and behind him were 30 or so excited players.
They were stopped by the guards of the City Lord's castle. Orivande tried to say a few words, but the guards would not let them.
The Elven turned around and asked the players for evidence. The players looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
[Let them look up at the roof of Saxony Castle!]
Char reminded Ninja Blade, and he rubbed off the disguise on his face and found a hat to cover up his strange hairstyle.
"You should be able to recognize him now, right?" He muttered.
Soon, some players pointed at the castle and shouted excitedly. Orivande also looked over from afar.
The Elven immediately lost his cool. He drew his sword and pointed it at Char from afar.
"Look, what's that!"
The guards had also noticed Char. Although they wanted to stop him, Orivande could not care less. After parting with Char yesterday, he had no appetite and wanted him to finish his sentence.
Using the name of wanted, he was more proactive than anyone else. He kicked open the door of the City Lord's mansion, and more than 30 players swarmed in.
This was the United Holy Kingdom's wanted mission. The players were God's chosen ones, so this banner was perfectly justified.
Seeing that his aggro was full, Char's skill cooldown had also ended. He activated [Lightweight] again and jumped down from the castle, landing slowly in the air like a feather. He even controlled his direction to float into a vegetable garden.
[Tell your guild members to go to the parterre if their gathering skill is higher than level 4. I have destroyed the defense there, so they can pick whatever they see. Those who had higher communication and etiquette than Level 4 walked to the front hall and looked at the sculptures, murals on the walls, and patterns on the furniture along the way. They could gain a lot of experience. Those who were more courageous went to the study on the second floor and read one book after another. They had a chance of recognizing magic scrolls and skill books. The rest of you can look for me in the courtyard. If you find me, I'll give you a good fortune.]
Char sent this message to Ninja Blade, while he activated [ Shadow Steps] and hid in the grass.
This time, it took a long time for Ninja Blade to reply. It was obvious that she had gone to make arrangements.
[I did it all!]
He replied.
[But I didn't relay my brother's exact words. I'm afraid that those guys will go to you all at once. They're all guys who don't know what's important. Instead of wasting the opportunity, it's better to take advantage of the few places you mentioned.]
[Do you mean that you gave special treatment to a few people?]
[As expected, nothing can be hidden from big brother.]
Leslie was excited, and her tone softened.
He felt that he had seized the opportunity.
"Do you know about the Mystletainn?"
"Of course." Char chuckled.
In Elven myths and legends, the first Elf created by God was a female. She was also the mother of everyone.
A single gender could not reproduce, so God gave her a golden sickle and asked her to cut off a mistletoe branch. Coincidentally, the branch was in the shape of a man. It had a torso and five limbs, and as soon as it landed, it turned into the appearance of a God.
The two of them spent a night under the mistletoe, and then the Elf got pregnant and had children. Then the tribe multiplied and grew, and then there were elves.
That was why the Elves considered themselves the favored children of the world after the Gods. Mistletoe was also considered a plant gifted by the heavens, a symbol of hope and the choice of God.
As for the Mystletainn, it was said that it was made from that branch.
This sword was different from the Sacred Sword, Narshill and Gungnir, which were both domineering and royal artifacts. Its value-was in the process of obtaining this sword and the meaning it represented.
If the holder was recognized by all Elves, they would definitely obtain pure elven bloodline, receive race bonuses, and then become the king of Elves.
This meant that his reputation was full. No matter if it was a region or an individual, it was almost like cheating.
Char had once done a boring experiment. If you took this sword to attack some elven NPCs, they would not even want to sleep with you.
"You're too noble to sleep with a woman like me!"
He was probably so terrified.
In addition, this sword also symbolized breaking the established rules.
Aside from that, it was just a one-handed sword with good attributes and no heaven-defying attack special effects. However, it could ignore all the buff, pulling any powerful enemy to the same level as you and then have a fair fight.
Therefore, Leslie was very confident that no one would not be tempted by this secret.
"This secret is related to the Mystletainn. I can let you get it!"
"Oh, really?"
Char sighed.
"Are you trying to say that its whereabouts are related to a magic sword that can change its form?"
Leslie was stunned for a few seconds.
"How did you know?"
"Is that sword red in color?"
"How did you know?"
Char took out his magic sword [Gemstone Fireworks].
"Isn't it similar to the one in front of me?"
"So, be good and shut your mouth, Your Highness. The only secret in your head is as cheap as toilet paper to me. Before I humiliate you in various ways, it's better not to look for trouble."
If he could, Leslie would definitely curse, but now he did not dare to do so.
The other party made him very afraid.
"Will you let me return to the court of the Holy Tree?"
"I you keep nagging, I'll make you go back."
Leslie finally shut up.
Char snorted and sent the good dog away. After covering up the scene, he did not forget to pick some expensive herbs from the flowerbed.
With his terrible harvesting skills, only one-tenth of the valuable plants were taken, and most of them were wasted. However, Char did not feel any heartache, as they were not his anyway.
To the Duke of Saxson, he only planted these things for decorative purposes, so he did not care much about them. As long as Char did not go too far and stare at one place to pick up the grass until there was an obvious bald patch, he would be fine.
"It's really boring..."
Char thought bitterly. He missed Rylai.
Eh?
'That's right!'
Char stood up immediately.
He had a bold idea.
[Is there anyone in your guild in Golden Butterfly City? ]
He sent a message to Ninja Blade, and in less than five seconds, there was a reply.
[There are more than 30 of them, and they are all around level 10.]
[When they're done, let them report to the military camp outside the city that they've seen the wanted criminal Char in the city Lord's mansion. [ there must be a lot of people, and the sound must be loud so that the surrounding pedestrians can hear it.]
[I'll make the arrangements.]
Ninja Blade did not even ask why and went straight away. Char was deeply impressed by how obedient this child was.
He stopped what he was doing, went around to the backyard, and climbed up from the storage room next to the stable. He stepped on the roof to the kitchen, climbed up the towering chimney, and jumped at the highest point. At the same time, he activated the Shadow Servant's [Lightweight] skill and gently landed on the top of a balcony of the castle. He then climbed up a few meters and sat on a mottled roof.
From this position, he could see more than half of Golden Butterfly City, and the picture was extremely clear.
About ten minutes later, he saw a large group of people appear at the entrance of the City Lord's castle. The one in the lead was Orivande, and behind him were 30 or so excited players.
They were stopped by the guards of the City Lord's castle. Orivande tried to say a few words, but the guards would not let them.
The Elven turned around and asked the players for evidence. The players looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
[Let them look up at the roof of Saxony Castle!]
Char reminded Ninja Blade, and he rubbed off the disguise on his face and found a hat to cover up his strange hairstyle.
"You should be able to recognize him now, right?" He muttered.
Soon, some players pointed at the castle and shouted excitedly. Orivande also looked over from afar.
The Elven immediately lost his cool. He drew his sword and pointed it at Char from afar.
"Look, what's that!"
The guards had also noticed Char. Although they wanted to stop him, Orivande could not care less. After parting with Char yesterday, he had no appetite and wanted him to finish his sentence.
Using the name of wanted, he was more proactive than anyone else. He kicked open the door of the City Lord's mansion, and more than 30 players swarmed in.
This was the United Holy Kingdom's wanted mission. The players were God's chosen ones, so this banner was perfectly justified.
Seeing that his aggro was full, Char's skill cooldown had also ended. He activated [Lightweight] again and jumped down from the castle, landing slowly in the air like a feather. He even controlled his direction to float into a vegetable garden.
[Tell your guild members to go to the parterre if their gathering skill is higher than level 4. I have destroyed the defense there, so they can pick whatever they see. Those who had higher communication and etiquette than Level 4 walked to the front hall and looked at the sculptures, murals on the walls, and patterns on the furniture along the way. They could gain a lot of experience. Those who were more courageous went to the study on the second floor and read one book after another. They had a chance of recognizing magic scrolls and skill books. The rest of you can look for me in the courtyard. If you find me, I'll give you a good fortune.]
Char sent this message to Ninja Blade, while he activated [ Shadow Steps] and hid in the grass.
This time, it took a long time for Ninja Blade to reply. It was obvious that she had gone to make arrangements.
[I did it all!]
He replied.
[But I didn't relay my brother's exact words. I'm afraid that those guys will go to you all at once. They're all guys who don't know what's important. Instead of wasting the opportunity, it's better to take advantage of the few places you mentioned.]
[Do you mean that you gave special treatment to a few people?]
[As expected, nothing can be hidden from big brother.]
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