Chapter 861 (1/2)
Although Reuven Friede tried his best to stay and poured down half of his entourage with barrels of Mead, the mission set out the next morning.
Before entering the forest, Lorent ordered to leave all the horses and all the people to carry their bags on foot - it was a difficult task for the bain people in the knight's hometown to give up their mounts, but it was necessary.
Without him, in the rugged and narrow paths of the ancient wood forest and the dark and terrible dense forest, the cavalry is an absolute living target; Moreover, for the elves, hiking is also a kind of ”goodwill” to prove that they have no hostility.
In the past, it may not matter, but if, as Lu Wen said, even the elves in the morning star forest began to block their settlements, it would be very necessary.
”... therefore, when the elves in the whole ancient wood forest are beginning to be hostile to humans because of something, it is the first priority of our trip to try to avoid any actions that will offend them and win their favor.”
The black haired wizard raised his head as he spoke and looked at the mission team behind him. The heavily armed Bain Knights carried their bags and looked at the left and right sides with great vigilance. It was like an outing:
”Of course, if you still have to commit something in the end, you have to let our great lord Ayn Rand come forward to resolve the misunderstanding between the Empire and the Ancient Wood Forest Elves; maybe you can really be a benefactor to save the whole empire, Ayn!”
”Laugh at me there again.” the little drunk wizard deliberately turned his head and ignored him: ”really, saving the Empire... How can it be so exaggerated.”
”It's not an exaggeration, it's a fact.” Lauren sighed and said seriously, ”if there is an accident, all of us can only rely on you - even if they forget anything else, they won't forget what they promised.”
All the ancient wood forest elves who fought in the big tree wall have the obligation to die for AIN Rand... That's the original words of a female elf.
He fought side by side with the dancers and won the ogre invasion; But what really impressed and unforgettable was a small wizard who was always busy in the back line and saved hundreds of war dancers.
Not only that, in the early days of the Principality of lottel and the ancient wood forest alliance, ayin was always responsible for the mediation and negotiation between the two sides. The Elves were far more familiar with her than their ”coming and going like the wind” comrades in arms.
Of course, despite the close relationship, Loren's original first candidate should be little priest Weber - compared with this ”professional”, the little wizard must be inferior to him in eloquence and persuading others to believe in himself.
Priests who can make elves believe in the Holy Cross and want each other to put down their guard and believe in themselves... It's not easy.
The black haired wizard shook his head, and the big eyes of a little priest who was always sincere, clear and could speak flashed back in his mind.
It's a pity... In the face of the continuous suppression and demands of the Holy Cross Church, I must install a bold bishop in the Byrne church; At the same time, Weber had to rely on various church reforms to ”bear the black pot” for the misappropriation of church property before himself and the United Chamber of Commerce.
”Well, er... Now that you've talked about the importance of your trip, Ayn, there's another thing...”
The dark haired wizard wanted to ask, but it was not very interesting and a little difficult to say.
”Hmm?” the little wizard looked at him with his head tilted and blinked in ignorance.
”What's up?”
”No, it's all right!” Loren immediately rejected, smiled and scratched the back of his head. ”I just want to ask, before leaving, Charlotte... What did you two say?”
”Charlotte Loren, you...”
The little wizard first frowned slightly, then his eyes stared round: ”ah... So it is!”
”You keep talking all the way, just want to know this?!”
Huh?
The black haired wizard was stunned. He just wanted to explain something, but when he saw Ayn's suddenly enlightened expression, he decided to give up.
”Not so exaggerated, just... Curious.”
Some stiff squeezed out a smile, and Loren waved his hand: ”so... What did you talk about?”
”Loren Turin...” the little wizard hugged his shoulder and glanced at him with a faint hum: ”what else can I do? 'follow this guy and don't relax for a minute', 'be vigilant at all times, don't let him take risks on his own initiative', 'be careful about safety'... These words of concern.”
”... really?”
”Of course it's fake!” Ayn turned her head: ”who doesn't know how much you bastard like to let others worry about you! Shire and I just talked about elves and apologized for their previous actions. Who would talk about you all the time!”
”Oh, so it is...” the black haired wizard smiled twice, and then suddenly reacted with a frozen expression:
”Wait... Shire?!”
What is this?
”Well, don't you know?” the little wizard blinked and looked at him suspiciously: ”Charlotte is her official Christian name. When she was a child, her family called her Charles.”
When I was a child... My family
Lauren's expression was even more confused.
When did they two
”When a Duke often left the castle and ran around...” Ai Yin, who noticed the expression of the black haired wizard, raised a sly smile and deliberately showed a proud look:
”Well, I'm almost a good friend who doesn't talk about anything.”
”...” Loren Turin.
”When she was a child, the object she worshipped was Charlotte I, the tenth generation of 'Dragon Queen'; that's why she took this name; she dreamed of becoming a monarch, poet, artist and collector like her.”
Ayin's voice was very light, and her smiling expression seemed as if Charlotte was standing in front of her: ”she once dreamed of becoming the first female Knight king in history!”
The dark haired wizard nodded silently, which he absolutely believed and had no doubt that she would succeed.
”She is a bit stubborn, but not completely unreasonable; sometimes she will be biased against some things and people, but this is inevitable - everyone will have their own cognitive limitations on all things.”
Sipping his lips, the little wizard with his back hands was distracted, as if he was looking at a delicate ceramic: ”she armed herself very strong, she is indeed very strong, but...”
”It's just a girl with too much experience and too much burden.”
Loren looked at the little wizard in a daze:
”Ayn, what are you... Trying to say?”
”Nothing, I just said Charlotte was a good girl.” the little wizard whispered, ”what you usually see is the way she has to pretend.”
After pulling the corners of his mouth, Loren, who was about to stop talking, chose silence - at this time, he really didn't know what to say.
The two men who were quiet moved forward silently. Insects and birds could even be heard in the quiet forest, and behind them was the heavy walking sound of the team.
”Loren.”
Wiped the sweat on his forehead, the little wizard suddenly said.
”What?”