Chapter 398 - Special Entertainments (1/2)
Veins bulged on Ans’s forehead after he heard that. He was even tempted to kill Roland.
But he managed to hold himself back and sat down, before he observed Roland carefully again.
He wondered whether Roland was coercing him into submission, or he was up to something else… After all, in the eyes of a politician, every simple move might have deep implications.
What did Roland want by threatening him?
But after his observation, he found the vibe of kins.h.i.+p in Roland. Startled, he asked, “Wait, you’re related to the elves? But aren’t you a Golden Son?”
“I am a Golden Son. As for my elven bloodline, I don’t know what that’s about.”
Roland would rather not reveal his Hybrid specialization.
After all, probably only the players could choose this specialization, and it would be hard for him to explain himself.
“Maybe one of your ancestors had an elf as his spouse,” remarked Ans casually.
He believed that, if the Golden Sons could come to this world, the natives here could go to the Golden Sons’ world too. Elves had been captured as slaves for thousands of years. It was not too strange that some of them were sold to an alternate dimension.
Sensing the vibe of kins.h.i.+p from Roland, Ans seemed much less hostile.
“Then, what do you want to do with the Mother Tree’s blood?” Ans stared Roland in the eyes, trying to ensure that he wasn’t lying. “I want the truth.”
“Destructive Druid and Arcane Windrunner.” Roland paused. Seeing no huge reaction from Ans, he continued, “I want to transform into one of these cla.s.ses.”
Ans said calmly, “It seems that you know a thing or two about these cla.s.ses. No wonder you want Mother’s blood.”
Roland nodded with a smile. “I don’t think it’s too hard for you to obtain the sap of the World Tree as an elder of the elves.”
“But why would I help you? Just because you’re related to us? However, if you’re willing to come back and swear to the Mother Tree that you will stay in the forest forever and fight for your people, I may be able to do something for you.”
Roland sipped the juice and considered.
At this point, a new dialog box popped up on his system menu.
“Ans is inviting you to join the elves.”
“Accept!”
“Decline!”
Thinking for a moment, Roland shook his head and said to Ans, “I’m sorry, but I still feel that I’m a human being.”
The dialog box flashed and disappeared.
Ans was apparently disappointed.
If there could be an elf who was invulnerable and talented, he would be a perfect candidate to resolve tricky matters for the elves.
The dangerous and even life-threatening tasks could be a.s.signed to him.
He could also be used to deter outside foes.
Ans knew very well that the elves were getting weaker and would’ve been destroyed by mankind without the protection of the Mother Tree.
It was always his wish to find a powerful ally for his people.
Regretfully, this Golden Son with elven bloodline was unwilling to join… But Ans was not frustrated. He knew very well that people could always change, and that he’d better keep the man hooked so that he could persuade him again.
“Okay, since you’re unwilling to return with me, let’s talk business.” Ans pondered a moment and said, “The blood of the Mother Tree is very precious. I can get it for you, but the price will be huge. So… what can you provide?”
“The Golden Sons have nothing valuable except our ability to fight. Besides, I don’t think you’re interested in money.” Roland thought a moment and said, “So, I can only promise you that I can help you when you’re in serious trouble and can’t handle it on your own, provided that it’s nothing evil.”
The miseries of the black leaf players were still fresh. Roland didn’t intend to end up like them.