"Black iron wood short bow!" Hearing Roy's words, Ivan and Grandet were startled, and then they reacted. The latest chapter of the Temple
Black ironwood is a kind of wood unique to this world.
Although from the name, people easily equate it with the black iron tree, in fact, this wood comes from a magical tree species called the alchemy tree.
The alchemy tree grows in the ice and snow high in the Duantian Mountains, which is tens of thousands of meters high. It grows extremely slowly. Only trees over a thousand years old can be considered mature. Its wood is as hard as iron, but it has a special kind of elasticity and toughness, especially
It has excellent conductivity to magic and is an excellent material for making bows, arrows and lance shafts.
However, not every alchemy tree has the same wood.
The wood of this tree is divided into three grades according to its height. The lowest is black ironwood. Better than black ironwood, it is silver wood. And the most precious one is golden wood, which has a golden color throughout.
The price of golden wood of the same volume is thousands of times more than real gold. Among ten thousand alchemy trees, not a single golden wood can be found.
Because it is rare and difficult to harvest, even black iron wood cannot be bought casually if you have money. Most of the alchemy tree resources have been monopolized by the imperial government.
For ordinary people, although the weapons made of this kind of wood are excellent, they are not indispensable. Instead of going to all the trouble to find black iron wood, it is more economical and affordable to buy a knight's war bow. There is only one
Only people like this have a special liking for this kind of bow and arrow, even to the point of paranoia.
That is an elf with a natural affinity for plants.
As long as they heard the quantity Roy wanted and thought about the total number of elf slaves in this group, Ivan and others could easily guess Roy's purpose. Obviously, he did not buy these elves to bring the elves together.
Planting land, raising flowers and fruit trees. Compared with holding farm tools, one hundred and twenty black ironwood short bows in the hands of these elves are more frightening.
Elves are born hunters with bows and arrows. Even a six-year-old elf child can hit a hummingbird a hundred steps away with a bow and arrow with his eyes closed. And their natural agility, excellent running and jumping abilities, and their ability to
Their affinity with plants makes them more terrifying than any kind of monster in the jungle.
Grandet asked: "Master, do you want these elves to..."
"I want to form a bow and arrow safari team! This will be the first large-scale armed force in our manor!" Roy nodded and walked to the window. "" Malt, Grandet and Ivan looked at each other.
He glanced at it and followed him, watching the chaotic crowd downstairs together.
At this time, in the open space next to the fountain downstairs, all the people in the manor had dispersed. The sixty-three human slaves had also been taken to be groomed and settled. The only ones left downstairs were the ones who had just got off the sealed carriage.
There are sixty-nine elves in ragged clothes and with skinny bodies.
Although weak and embarrassed, the elves still maintain the elegance and calmness that comes from their blood, history, and nature.
Some people gathered together in twos and threes, chatting in low voices, looking around from time to time, with a hint of confusion and wariness about this strange environment in their calm eyes, while others hugged Miki with surprise.
Crying, touching each other's foreheads. Gently putting your neck on each other's shoulders.
Obviously, this is a member of the same village as Miqi.
In this troubled world, being able to find one's loved ones and repeat them should be a happy scene no matter what, but for some reason, everyone's hearts felt a little heavy when they looked at everything in front of them.
"Not long ago, when I first came to Munich and found Dad Ken and others, it was the same." Roy lay on the window sill, his young and thin body drawing a long line in the gradually setting sun.
long shadow.
Everyone looked at him.
Roy held his chin with his hand, looked down in rapt attention, and said: "A year and a half ago, I was just a handyman in Borabel City. The biggest ideal in this life is to become a knight. Riding a horse
The horse, wearing beautiful magic armor, raised the sword of justice high when facing the evil dragon and shouted, "Princess, I will save you..."
Phew, Grandet and Ivan looked at each other happily.
This is more than Roy's ideal. Almost every young man who has heard the legend of knight heroes has the same dream. Including Ivan and old Grandet.
Although it is illusory and even a bit ridiculous, such a dream is the purest and most indestructible treasure in their hearts. ("") The innocence and happiness of childhood have gone away with the passage of time and can never be found again.
.But whenever I think of myself holding a wooden stick and wearing a bed sheet, I transformed into a just, heroic, and always extremely handsome knight, chasing a poor puppy who was regarded as an "evil dragon" to run away,
There is always a smile on the corners of their mouths.
"Of course, those are all nonsense." Roy also laughed along with the laughter of Grandet and Ivan: "The truly practical ideal is to have your own fief after becoming a knight, and have no worries about food and clothing.
Life is peaceful. If you are strong enough, you can occasionally participate in knightly tournaments, let the queen of the tournament kiss my face, and then go home triumphantly with the victory prize and listen to people's praises. Show off to your wife and children, and boast about yourself.
Become a legend..."
Roy's voice echoed in the room. Gradually, his laughter dropped: "This is not only my dream, but also the dream of many people." He lowered his head, "Including my best friend.
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In the room, it was so quiet that only a gentle breathing could be heard. A gust of wind blew, fluttering the flowers blooming on the windowsill, and brought the furious screams of Oliver, who was chasing the horse in the manor under the sunset.
, the brisk hoofbeats and neighing of war horses, the voices and laughter of servants and farmers.
"But at that time, we never thought that not only could we not save the princess who was taken away by the evil dragon, but we could not even protect our ideals and lives." Roy looked at the elves downstairs, "They are like this,
The same is true for us. In front of those enemies who suddenly appear, we are just a group of trembling sheep!"
The room became even quieter. Mai Yaer reached out and gently held Roy's hand. She and Ivan both understood how important it was for ordinary people to realize their ideals and protect their lives in this world where the jungle prevails.
Difficulties. And this sudden war has turned the world into a hell that is ten times and a hundred times more cruel than before.
Be it the Bolabel people or the elves, their experiences are not unique. The same tragedy has happened countless times before, and it is happening now. In the future...how many people will have a future?
"From that time on, I knew that if we want to survive in this world, we can't make the same mistake again," Roy said, looking into the distance. The Green Tower Manor under the setting sun was particularly beautiful: "
I don’t know when I will encounter enemies who want to destroy this place, but before that, I will spare no effort to prepare.”
In the eyes of everyone, the young man showed his white teeth, as ferocious as a monster, "Even if the final outcome is still death, I will bite off a piece of flesh on them!"
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When the elves obediently followed the three heroes to the residence arranged for them, Mai Ya'er and Grandet went downstairs together. Grandet was going to ask a doctor to check the elves' health, while Mai Ya'er rushed to the house anxiously.
At the racecourse, prepare to catch the fat dog that keeps chasing after the horse's butt.
The quiet time in the evening was ruined by this guy.
When walking towards the racecourse, Malya'er saw several elves looking at him curiously. If they weren't following the three heroes, they might have come over to chat with him.
Mai Ya'er felt depressed for a while.
Although she looks no different from other elves in appearance, as a dark elf, staying with a bunch of what they call white guys still makes Mal'er feel uncomfortable.
She knew that once her identity as a dark elf was discovered, the entire Land of Redemption would immediately be shaken by a storm.
By that time, I am afraid that the five major knights of the Holy See, including the Knights Templar and the Knights of the Church, the black priests of the Inquisition, the royal families of the three empires, and even the old immortal named Nicholas on the Holy See Hill will all come out in full force.
, come and have fun for Miss Malt and Big Brain Roy.
That's not fun.
At that time, even if the big head pulls him and leads Oliver to jump off the cliff again, it will be of no use! The pursuers will kill all the monsters in the monster mountains and rush into the desperate situation without hesitation, just to find them!
You must stay away from those white guys!
Malya'er was thinking in her mind, thinking about how to avoid other elves. However, since these elves are here, contact is inevitable. There is no way to avoid them!
Idiot, idiot, idiot! While kicking the grass on the dirt roadside, Malt scolded Roy in his mind. That guy has been so bad that he is so bad, and now he is pretending to be a good guy. Why don't you be prepared? Fifty
Wanjin Lulang, enough to hire a mercenary group! Humph, I guessed it right, that guy must have thought Mi Qi was beautiful...
Thinking that she had not made much progress in seducing Roy, and now she was about to meet a strong rival, Malyaer couldn't help but worry about how to compete for favor in the future. If I had known that when I was at home, I would have learned more tricks from my sisters. Otherwise, it would have been impossible.
It won't be like now, when I wake up and don't know what to do...
When she thought of waking up, Mai Ya'er was startled and her face turned as red as coals.
When dark elves grow, they will undergo a change. This change is called awakening. This is a sign of the physical maturity of dark elves, and it is also a special talent advancement. After awakening, dark elves will physically accelerate.
As you grow up, psychologically, you will have extremely strong curiosity and demand for certain things.
In fact, this kind of change occurs not only in the dark elves, but also in other elves. However, the white guys used the temple's teachings and some methods to calm down, while the dark elves did the opposite and used the opposite teachings and methods to try their best.
Encourage and stir up the most primitive instincts.
Malt has awakened.
On the day she arrived in Munich, when she saw Roy upstairs in the small building she rented in the city, a mysterious force instantly attacked her, causing her to completely lose control. And from then on
One day later, seducing Roy was no longer just a joke. It became an evil obsession that could not be expelled.
Damn it, Mal'er was a little angry and scolded Roy in her mind. When she walked to the edge of the ring, the eldest lady put her hands on her hips and was about to scold Oliver. Suddenly, a thought flashed across her mind.
Slave girl!
In the eyes of that Miki, am I not Roy's slave girl?
The female slave has been trained, well, she was trained by the master himself. Whips, candles, ropes... Malt's eyes are bright. A trained elf lives with the master, making love to each other, rubbing their ears and temples together,
Isn’t it a matter of course? If it were a little more frivolous and dissolute, making it difficult for those white guys to accept it, it would be even more perfect!
Thinking of this, Mal'er suddenly beamed with joy. The murderous look in Oliver's eyes was gone, and he called the fat dog in a gentle tone: "Oliver, come here quickly! That mare is too tall for you!"