Chapter 350: One More Show (1/2)

“Even if the wood elves could really replicate high elf magitek… don’t they see humans as enemies?”

The old man still appeared to have a hard time believing what happened his long life had afforded him rich experience, but his perspective had also become gradually stubborn. “Why would they give humans such a treasure?”

“Sure, they are unfriendly towards most humans…” Edward murmured.

He reached out his hand to scratch his hand by reflex then, but quickly retracted it when he was scalded by the flames over his helm, even blowing it for a while before saying, “But us Players had allied ourselves with the wood elves of Trinia. Isn’t it normal to help an ally?”

Edward’s explanation, however, was rather exaggerated.

Although Goddess Luna had allied herself with Xi Wei and had her believers to work in a bilateral partnership with the Players, that didn’t actually change the wood elves’ natural disdain against humans. Even if the Players displayed their ability and extended good will time and time again, only a small portion of the wood elves would treat them as equals.

Prejudices carved into the bones are really hard to change.

That said, Edward’s boasting was measured.

The old man appeared very weak, but he should live for some time thanks to the moonstone recharging his elven stone.

And as long as he was alive, he would still be the highest authority of Crookes.

The Meredith name alone had stood tall over Crookes over a century and was as effective as a golden cudgel. He just needed to show his face to calm the refugees whom Simba and the other newbie Players were relocating, so that they won’t have to stay scared in every moment or even stir trouble.

It was harsh to say it, but most humans were always social creatures who liked to blindly follow the crowd. Moreover, the Players could handle any provocateur daring to stir trouble, and there was no need to worry about the old man’s safety.

But the problem was that Old Meredith was neither a player nor a believer of Xi Wei, the God of Games.

Even with Eleena keeping the peace with both sides, Edward wouldn’t trust him.

This was the time that a certain level of the Players intimidation was quite important. That was why Edward would put things that way, since being ‘allies of the wood elves’ could command a strong influence over a typical small country, let alone a city. “I see…” While the old man still doubted that the wood elves would trust humans, there was no faking something that recharges an elven stone. Moreover, the group led by the youth was also equipped with items that had an elven air to it.

“In exchange, could you tell us what that big hole behind you is?”

Once Edward saw that the old man accepted his explanation, he quickly pressed on with the question he really wanted to ask. “This is a tunnel directed straight into the Dark Sky Stratum, which pierces the second stratum of Deep Wall… I’m not sure about the actual depth, but it would definitely extend beyond a hundred kilometers!”