Chapter 907： Fresh wind in the moss forest

The sun shines through the tall canopy, forming a bright beam between criss-crossing branches and leaves, and a mottled light spot is sprinkled on the forest path covered with fallen leaves. An unknown animal suddenly emerges from the bushes It burst out and brought a string of fine sounds.

A little male gray elf with short gray hair, like a child, drilled out of the nearby bushes. He was wearing a brown blouse often worn by residents of the Moss Forest area, carrying a pocket sewed with thick cloth on his shoulders. The tools for collecting herbs hung from the waist, and the sunlight from the forest fell on his gray eyes, with a faint glow.

Along with a slight rustle, several other gray elves also came out from behind the bushes or trails. They gathered together and began to check today's harvest.

A gray elf buddy came to the man with short hair and seemed to inadvertently say, "Rupert, I will move to the city to live tomorrow."

The gray fairy with short hair opened his eyes in surprise: "Why?"

"Haven't you heard? The patriarch is calling on young and strong tribes who want a new life to concentrate in big cities," the partner explained. "We and the Cecil Empire have a lot of orders for alchemical raw materials, scholars Many large medicine fields and distillation and ripening plants have been built around the city. The work in the city is more decent than collecting fruits and honey in the forest. "

"... I heard, but I don't plan to go. I have lived in the forest for most of my life, and I am not used to the tumultuous atmosphere in the city."

"I knew you would say that," another companion came by and patted the short-haired gray elf's shoulder. "We will miss you-when we are free, we will come to see you."

"You too ..."

"We all plan to try our luck-the patriarch has always been smart, we decided to follow her call, in case everyone can live a better life?"

The buddies left one by one, and finally the gray elf with only short hair stood at the junction by the dense forest. He stood for a while, and then came to the side of the path. The dexterous gray elf climbed a huge stone. In the high places, he looked afar with a slight hesitation—

Outside the dense forest, on the open space at the edge of the forest, a beautiful city stood quietly beside the "Windini River", which is the "Feng Song" that the grey elves are proud of.

The hard-working gray elves have taken root in this moss forest for thousands of years. This ancient city has also taken root here with the gray elves for thousands of years. Let the city shine with new brilliance-the gray elves who were used to being invincible in the moss forest suddenly realized their talents in the commercial field, and the prosperous herbal and alchemy roughing business suddenly made Fengge become a success It is the most important commercial node in the north of the tribe of Ogure.

More and more gray elves have changed the habit passed down from generations to generations, from the forest to the city, and through the trade road to the entire western continent, they have changed the views of many aliens on the small, fragile race of gray elves. Brought unimaginable wealth to the moss forest. Today, Feng Ge is more prosperous than any time in history. The newly built urban area is inhabited by businessmen and representatives of various races. The gray elf patriarch Ms. Wenna Baizhi sits in the center of that city, just like her. The wise father generally leads this land to become richer and stronger every day.

However, not all gray elves have given up their traditions. In the vast moss forest, which is spread over dozens of dense forests, large and small, there are still many gray elves in the habit of staying with the hidden world and being with nature. After more and more roads and towns occupy important nodes in the jungle and open up the commercial road to the human world in the jungle, these gray elves who adhere to the tradition gradually become like hermits in modern society. The alternative in the general trend of civilization, to continue to maintain the past life ... also seems more and more outdated.

"Maybe ... it's time to get out of the forest ..."

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A tall Red Valley courier came along the avenue by the river Ventini and entered the city before noon.

The familiar city scenery relaxed the mood of the messenger. He wore a blouse with the seal of the Baizhi family and led the horse through the bustling market in the south of Fengge. Colorful shops and colorful flags flying in the wind surround the bustling streets.

Dwarf gray elves can be seen everywhere, and tall orcs, red valleys, humans and even dwarves and goblins are mixed between pedestrians. In this street market mainly used for small and medium-sized medicinal trades, merchants from all over the world ask Thinking about the price, thinking about tomorrow, under the rules, intrigue, generously and meanly fiddling with every copper plate in his pocket.

The messenger passed through the busiest section of the market, and a team of soldiers was walking through the intersection at the end of the market. The bright armor and the powerful mechanical crossbow that could not be underestimated made these small warriors look majestic.

A carriage that entered the city in the morning was being interrogated by several businessmen. Cecil ’s emblem was hanging on the carriage. A human businessman with a serious accent stood in front of the carriage, and he boasted in red light On the Shangluo road, the handymen carrying the goods were busy behind the carriage, and some people used a fast, unintelligible Eastern dialect to tell a vulgar joke that caused others to laugh.

A grey elf merchant is selling loose fabrics at the end of the market, which are "woven fabrics" originally from Tifeng, and the Ceciles transported them far and wide with the magic train--although the big deal was The upstream merchants control, but the scattered goods can still be circulated into the hands of small merchants.

Several dwarf dwarves gathered in front of the cloth sales booth. They stretched their hands and twisted the plain and cheap fabric. A dwarf frowned, but his companion was moved by the low price and started. Bargain with the vendors.

The messenger crossed the busy and almost noisy street and walked in the direction of the leader ’s long house. He passed the square in front of the long house and saw that the largest square in the wind song city was under construction. A group of workers composed of humans and gray elves It was busy there, and a huge crystal installation had been established. The metal base under the crystal installation shone in the sunlight, and the rune substrates waiting to be assembled could be seen on the ground throughout the square.

There are curious children clamoring on the outer edge of the square, and there are also a few citizens gathered to watch. Several tall orc mercenaries are maintaining order with the square's guards. Those are covered with hair, like tigers. Or a strong warrior made up of some cats and humans carrying a scary axe, but can only show a helpless smile to the overzealous citizens.

The leader ’s longhouse stood on the other side of the square. The tall tower and the balcony hung the flag of the Ogure tribe. The messenger crossed the square and looked at the crystal installation not far away, which seemed to be almost completed .

A low voice but a slightly soft voice came from the side: "The magic obelisk brought by the Cecil-it is said that when this thing is erected, most of the Windsong City can use bright The magic crystal stone street lamp is gone, and there is no need to worry that the old street on the west side of the city will be burnt because of the overturning of the lampstand. "

The messenger looked at it and saw that a female orc warrior was talking to herself. The other party had cat-like eyes, ears, hair, and even a tail. However, the face and body had obvious female characteristics-this The uncoordinated and brutal appearance is a beautiful expression among the orcs.

"Ms. Morella, I brought the letter from the east," the courier smiled, "transnational letter."

The female orc probably smiled, her sharp teeth gleamed, and she lifted her finger in the direction of the leader ’s longhouse: "The ancestors bless you, Mr. Todd-the patriarch is inside. She should have waited for these letters for a long time. . "

The messenger said thanks, the soldiers who crossed the edge of the square, crossed the ramp between the long house and the square, and came to the door of the long house. There were already servants waiting here and leading him into the long house.

After walking through the long corridor to the Lord's reception room on the second floor, he came to the gray elf leader Wenna Baizhi-the sun was pouring into the room through the narrow rows of diamond-shaped windows on the wall. The various furnishings in the room cast light and dark patches, and the wooden desks, cabinets, back chairs and shelves all looked smaller than the furniture commonly used by humans, and the female gray elf, who was as small as a child, Sitting in a high-back chair that was still very wide for her, she smiled at the courier: "Todd, I have been waiting for you for a long time-I thought you would take the train that transported the alchemy medicine yesterday. . "

"Sorry, there was a little delay in the customs clearance process in Shilin City. The Cecilians were adjusting their work flow in the government office. The clerk over there was still unskilled--" The messenger lowered his head, and then walked from his place. He took out a large package of thick things and handed them to the Grey Elf patriarch. "This is the letter you are waiting for."

"I didn't really blame you anymore-it's much faster to send letters from the human world to the Moss Forest than a few years ago," Wenna smiled, and took the bag a little bit in her hand. He weighed it a bit, and his brow couldn't help but jump, "Ah ... that child still writes so much ..."

The messenger couldn't help but show a smile: "Miss Miss is good at expressing her mood in words."

"You happened to come over there and tell me-did Melina's child live well in Cecil?" Wenna blinked, not eager to open the thick pile of letters, "she adapts to the human world Life? "

"As far as I can see, she has lived there as well as Fengge," the courier nodded. "Rather than adapting to life in the human world, it is better to say that the Cecil did treat all foreigners equally. Attitude-Cecil City is more friendly than I thought, there are many people of different races and different countries visiting the city, even including the Tifeng people who have a theoretical relationship with Cecil. All kinds of races are gathered There, just like the scenery on the Fengge City Market, everyone lives very well there, and will not be troubled by race and habits.

"Of course, the law there treats all people equally-even elves and even dragon descent who are regarded by the Cecil as nobles and allies will be caught in prison for breaking the law. In some ways, we You can rest assured of Missy ’s safety-she has always been an educated child who respects laws and regulations. "

The messenger analyzed these things so indifferently and methodically. Obviously, his identity here is not just that of a "courier".

"Dragon Descendant?" Wenna raised her eyebrows. "We did receive news of the establishment of diplomatic relations between the Cecil empire and the Principality of the Holy Dragon ... but I didn't expect those closed Dragon Descendants to walk out of the mountains so quickly. I still I thought that at least until next year there will not be real dragon-born visitors in the Cecil city. "

"We have tried to knock on the door between the mountains of the Principality of the Holy Dragon, but because of the long distance and different customs, we have never been able to succeed. Now it seems that the Cecil businessmen are indeed more kungfu in knocking on the door than we are. "It's better," Todd said. "As far as I can see, the dragon descent is not all conservative. At least the dragon descent living in Cecil City looks no different from ordinary people-and they get along with Cecil Very pleasant. Let me think ... they have a very interesting way of saying hello to their better-connected Cecil friends ... "

The "courier" recalled a little, and stretched out his hand to make gestures: "Oh, that's it, raise his hand and pretend to be holding a wine glass, and then [Bayi Chinese Network] shouted: 'Friend! Cold Frost Resistance Potion ! Don't be stupid! ', And finally make a drink ... "

"This ..." Wenna Baizhi looked at the scene drawn by the messenger Toddby with a stunned face, and shook her head in confusion for a long time. "The customs of the Dragonborn are really incomprehensible ... It is worthy to survive in such a cold place. race."

Then she looked up: "But these details are not important. The key thing is that now we also have the opportunity to do business with those dragons-maybe I need to discuss this matter with Schwark, you can inform him, Let him come in the evening. "

"Yes, leader."

The messenger Todd left the room, and Wenna Baizhi put her eyes on the thick pack of letters. After staring at them for a while, the gray elf leader finally reached out and at the same time Sighed for a long time: "Alas ... it was born by myself after all ... Wait until the signal of the magic net of the Cecil Empire is connected ..."

The first letter was drawn out and opened, and Juan Xiu's font came into Wenna's eyes:

"Mother, I have lived in Cecil City for a while. This is indeed an incredible city ..."

...

"It's an incredible lifetime adventure ..."

Gao Wen put down the thick ancient book in his hand, couldn't help rubbing his eyes with his hands, and said to himself softly.

In the past few days, he basically had time to study this ancient book, and now he has finally read the record about the adventures of Modil Wilde.

He gained a lot of knowledge lost in history, and the map hung in the study room also had a lot of large and small marks that deserve attention.

After reading for a few days, what he wanted to say most was the sigh.

Modil Wilder ... is indeed the greatest adventurer in the world, and I am afraid there is not one.

The news to the North has already been sent out, Victoria Wilde has known the news that the lost treasure of the family has been recovered. In addition to expressing surprise and gratitude, she also said that she will take this book when she comes to the Imperial Capital to report her work before the winter. Until then, this book will be kept on Gao Wen's desk for a while.

This book is definitely going to be returned to the Wild family-Gao Wen does not intend to take it as his own. After all, the most important content in the book is the knowledge it carries, and this knowledge can be made into a copy. The precious original is based on the owner's thoughts of the old, and the matter should be returned to the original owner.

But before Victoria came to the imperial capital, and before returning the book, Gao Wen felt that it was necessary to ask someone to confirm the details of the content mentioned in the book.

After alleviating the fatigue caused by long reading behind the desk, Gao Wen raised his hand and glanced at the Mithril Ring on his finger.

I haven't talked to that lady mylittlepony for a while, I wonder if she is not interested in Modil Wilde's adventure record ...