Black Scepter Chapter 23: The awareness of chess pieces

> "The more unknowns, the greater the danger." Morpheus looked at the swordsmen who cut swords and cut off the roads and leaves in front of them, and said softly: "But if you are more courageous, you can't harvest on the premise of saving your life. It will be small."

This is the value of a set of hunter’s laws. Unlike the conservative Sunderland, the Morpheus’s understanding of this strange environment is nothing more than “more danger”, “more opportunities for death” and “more "Three prey" three basic principles, Sunderland is silent and reserved.

"How is the reputation of night elves?"

Morpheus thinks of the Japanese elf Irindal. The other party seems to be a law-abiding person in his impression, but this seems to be nothing comparable to the night elves.

"I haven’t done much research, and the historical materials are completely contemptuous of elves, thinking that they are a species that should have been eliminated by the world. There are few books in the current library that record the history of elves, it seems that the last time since 800 years ago After the Joint Congress of the Mainland, there are no more regular books that will mention the word'elves'."

The Sunderland Expo group book is not fake, but it does not contain too much detailed information.

"Joint Parliament?"

"At the beginning, the various forces of the mainland were still a connected alliance. The elves were once the overlords of the continent. Later, due to the rapid development of human beings, they migrated to the north, but the existence of the alliance was to counter the attack on the central continent. The elves and night elves were among the established barbarians, but after driving the barbarians away, the fragile alliance quickly fell apart, and the elves have disappeared since then."

This sentence made Morpheus frown—Ilindal has news about her ethnic change behind the quest of Sulfuras, is it also the same as Sunderland’s 800 years ago? Related to the war?

The timeline is not so easy to straighten out. There are too many minutiae, so Morpheus cannot immediately understand the connection between these things. It seems that the magic wand on his back is related to too many important historical events and characters, but this What about all the details?

A team of people seems to be following the night elves to explore the underground world. In fact, until now, the so-called clues have not been found.

The time of three or four hours passed quickly. The elves walking in the front were a little tired, but the elite teams behind them were not at all tired. The high-ranking great swordsmen carrying metal shields carrying dry food The physical strength is infinite, and even sweat does not show a few drops. The mages alternately release the reconnaissance technique to ensure that there are no dangerous creatures and targets around the team. This cautious attitude has been maintained until the elf leading the way suddenly stops in an open space.

There seems to be nothing around, but after the scouting of the mage once again, several shields suddenly released to make the atmosphere suddenly stretched out!

"Keep calm, don’t pull your sword, don’t raise your wand."

Sunderland is more like an effective staff member of Morpheus at this moment. He generally follows Morpheus and is responsible for directing local battles. After his orders are executed, several elves in the team are lifted by his personal wand and lifted his body. The final "energy bondage", and took three bows and arrows and returned them to them.

This means that the three Rangers in the dark have completely recovered their previous strength and have the ability to decide to fight back immediately.

Just facing the principled wizard holding the magic wand, they did not raise their bows and arrows again, looked at each other tacitly, and then made a few gestures to the surrounding woods.

In the next moment, Morpheus only saw the normal trees in the field of vision, and suddenly stood out countless figures holding short bows, a rough number, a circle of more than thirty or forty people!

They didn’t use the stealth technique like the assassin Irindal, but they would naturally fit into the surrounding forest environment and disappear as soon as the body stayed still. This seems to be the race of night elves. talent.

Countless arrows originally pointed to Morpheus and his party, but slowly dropped the short bow under the gestures of the three elves. Sunderland stepped forward and said a few words to the leading female elf Then, the latter nodded, and then motioned the entire team to follow her.

Is there a trap?

"A small tribe with a total of 400 people can’t reach them. I really want to fight. I am enough to cope."

Sunderland calmly gave Morpheus a peace of mind. In this case, an Archmage that can detect a wide range of hostility is really important, but this makes Morpheus understand the importance of improving his ability. .

He doesn’t need to rely on others all the time.

Maybe it’s the human world that made Morpheus a little overly sensitive. When he walked into this night elf tribe, he didn’t see all the night elves armed, but he looked at himself curiously wearing animal leather clothing. All kinds of young elves and an adult elf who feels like an unarmed civilian.

When the elves leading the route stopped again, the surrounding scenery had turned into tree houses that had been hollowed out by huge trees. This seemed to be the traditional architecture of night elves, and a man appeared in front of him. The male elf said something in Gusica. Sunderland took the initiative to negotiate. After a few words, he turned back to signal that the team was waiting outside, and Morpheus needed to go in as the leader and meet the elders of this tribe.

What kind of world is this?

Morpheus raised his head with this question. The flashing light at a height of a few hundred meters made him feel dizzy, and then he frowned slightly, trying to drive away the low voice from the scepter of Sulfuras in his mind. , Followed by Sunderland into this quaint wooden house.

He didn’t know that the scepter on his back was radiating a pale golden light, slightly dazzling, but was firmly covered by the wrapped animal skin.

Fording Empire.

Christina already has the lordship of the bright side at this time, thanks to the Earl of Watley, who had "accidentally encountered" with her but had suddenly died in the Byzantine battle before. With the help of Morpheus's effective assistant, she completely released her hands and feet on the territory of Fording. She quickly used various means to win the territory that Earl of Watley didn't value but only used as a trading chip. In this early autumn At the moment, a sudden news made the female lord very excited——

The newly acquired territories were originally not of much use value, but were suddenly discovered to have rare veins of fine iron ore hidden underground!

This is a big surprise. Concentrate iron is not a normal iron ore. A large part of this rare vein is used to supply the most elite soldiers and troops, even in the entire Fordine Empire. It is the royal family and the army of less than five large noble lords that will be equipped with iron ore forged armor. The toughness and resistance of this metal far exceed ordinary iron ore, which is an extremely important for the military industry. Strategic resources!

For Christina, this is an immeasurable amount of wealth—but soon she recovered from the surprise. How can there be so much wealth?

At the moment, she is just a piece of Morpheus inserted in the Fortin Empire. Although there are no too many restrictions from beginning to end, it is just that the housekeeper-style blood clan always said nothing beside her. It made her a little bit cautious, but her previous life can never go back.

Is this bad?

As a female lord, who is typically leaning on her head and body, Fording is not a confession of death. In contrast, Christina now quickly finds that she has been much better than before.

She doesn’t need to look at any nearby lord’s face anymore. Instead, some actions of the other party have to greet the lord in advance. After Count Watley killed the battlefield, his legacy was directly used by Christina. The status of the "head of the head" has been taken by chance, and the powerful little widow no longer pretends to be a baroness, but actually embarks on the stage of power competition.

And, march all the way.

All the lords or officials who opposed her were dealt with by a variety of noble methods, the most fierce and the most palpitating, that is, the end of the two lords near Kstina's territory.

The two nobles who were unhappy with the woman’s superiority tried to use the assassination to kill her life. The result is conceivable-the crappy assassin was without exception Connor twisted his neck, and then Christina’s revenge let everyone Know how terrible a crazy and angry woman is.

One Viscount and one Count. The two lords took all their mistresses and heirs to death within three days. The murderer could not find it, and even no traces were left.

The so-called woman is not ruthless, and after such a series of incidents, no one dares to talk to Christina any more nonsense, more than eight lords who have been disdainful have offered to establish friendly alliances, even if there are The guy who had been in the widow's bed was still obediently soft.

In the eyes of the nobles of Fording, life is more important than the face of dignity.

It is just that the news of the discovery of the iron ore concentrate was still kept secret by Christina under such circumstances, and even everyone near the entire iron ore mine was ordered not to leave the area for half a step, and at this time she received the Morpheus The contents of the letter from Balilice surprised her, but at the same time she understood that she had not followed the wrong owner.

In such a short period of time, Morpheus won a castle and terrifying territory, and he was only able to achieve the incredible efficiency, but after safely escorting the teams from Byzantine to Balice , This letter told her an amazing news.

Balice is about to send troops to Fording.

At this moment, for Fording, who is already in a state of weak national strength, a battle against Byzantine seems to have caused it a lot of blows. The once-formidable Fording Iron Rider cannot break through the dense front, and several battles have lost It hasn't caught any bargains yet. If it is enemies back and forth, it will definitely be enough for this powerful country to drink a pot.

Christina was shocked first, and then quickly recovered. Squinting the letter carefully and looking at the letter carefully, the expression that the politician would have undoubtedly revealed-after having given up the low-level political means of using the body as capital, her political talent was surprisingly high.

The letters are neatly written and the payment is clear. The words "Morpheus, the night watchman consul" are not the titles that ordinary letters will have. What is this reminding? Or what task was given invisible?

"When did the title "admiral" of Morpheus appear?"

In the face of Connor, Christina did not use the honorific title, but respected Morpheus.

Connor does not seem to be aware of this, but it quickly responded that this is a newly established title and replied: "It should start with this letter."

"Balice is about to declare war on Verdine. Lord Morpheus, as a shadowy lord in Balice, answered the request to fight for Verdine, what does this mean?"

The castle of Christina’s lord is not as tall as the tower of the city of Balice, but has the luxury and spaciousness of Fording. She wears a purple robe and sits in front of the fireplace, holding it gently in her hand. The letter raised its head and asked Connor.

The status of the servant in the dark is also strange. When he was delegated here, Morpheus only said that let him be Christina’s deputy. Unless necessary, do not interfere too much-then he seems a little embarrassed , Respect for Christina? This lady is not as important to Morpheus as herself, but now looking at her rising lordship strength, Connor has to admit that she does have the ability to be unique.

"For the intelligence of his Fortin army and to carry out a premeditated attack, as long as it is the night watchman who ultimately benefits, nothing else. It should be like this."

He gave suggestions that are currently in the best interest of Morpheus.

"Perhaps more than that."

Christina once again picked up the letter and looked at it, "It takes time for the iron ore veins to really be mined on a large scale, but the night watch’s army does not seem to support large-scale battles, even if he doesn’t say, I think As a military lord, it is necessary to train both the army on the bright side and the dark side, so in this way, my task is very obvious."

"The sacred Gabriel’s adjudication team has already followed here~IndoMTL.com~ I want to help the Archons to block some miscellaneous fish should be my duty, of course, if you do more outstanding, you will naturally win He has more trust, doesn't he?"

Connor seems to be a bit against it.

"I’m just a chess piece. I must be happy every day when I am a chess piece. If I feel unfair and indignant because I am a chess piece, then I’d better be swept out of the board quickly. ."

Kristina understands that the blood steward can’t get rid of her vigilance, and she doesn’t expect to gain wholly trust. Everything in this world is a bargaining chip—this is the world in the eyes of politicians, friendship? love? The chips are big enough to betray.

"People always see great players, but they don't know that the victory is made of great pieces. I agree with your choice."

Connor responded faintly. He is also a pawn, but now he finds that at some point he is not as correct as the woman's mentality in front of him-the revival family? Or to achieve great vision?

Wait until you have enough capital.