Chapter 54: Longwei!

The brilliance of the morning sun sprinkled.

A peaceful day in Modo City began again, busy people began to prepare for work, and the faint sound of children playing in their ears could be heard faintly.

Rainbird tidied up his clothes, reached out to pick up the scimitar forged with a trace of mithril, turned and walked towards his post. He is a half-drow elf, and he has been in Modo City for some time. As a drow elf ranger, he was the first person to follow the warrior chief here. People greeted him from time to time on the road, and Rainbird nodded and smiled slightly. He always hoped to change people's views on drow elves. Maybe other places are still hostile to drow elves, but Modo City has accepted them.

There aren't many female drow in Mordor.

These stubborn female drows still gather around the priests, and the long-standing concept of male inferiority still makes it difficult for them to agree with the status of other male drows.

Thousands of years of tradition, it is difficult to change in a short time.

So those damn female drows reject Modo City, and also reject these male drows who are getting higher and higher.

Rainbird knew all this.

He knew why the chief priest had been unwilling to completely approach Modo City, because when the dark girl fell, although she died in the hands of her mother, there was still something left.

Just recently, female drow have reached out to the Underdark, and they seem to have some assistance.

At least the last time he went back, he saw something special from the Underdark.

Rainbird is a half-drow.

In fact.

All those who live in Modo City and have a sufficient sense of identity with Modo City. Almost the vast majority are half-drow. And those who stayed in the original group were mostly pure-blooded drow elves, and the people they could influence.

Rainbird loves it here.

Modo City gave him a way to exchange strength for status. Instead of being like in the past, even with countless efforts, the status will always be lower than those female priests.

There are many curious eyes on the road!

There are only one or two hundred drow elves in Modo City, all of whom are first-class elites, and outsiders will be surprised when they see them from time to time.

Rainbird was used to it.

People kept saying hello to him on the road, and people invited him to drink in the evening, but Rainbird refused.

He doesn't drink alcohol.

As a soldier who strictly demands himself. Rain Bird is very demanding on himself, and he hopes to enter the legendary field one day, as a high-level professional who has just advanced. This possibility is still very large.

"Master Rainbird!..."

Just at the corner of the street, a somewhat timid voice sounded in Rainbird's ear. The gentle voice made him stop in his tracks, and a smile appeared on his cold face when he turned around. Said softly: "Luciana. Good morning."

A young and immature girl.

Her ears are slightly pointed. This means she is a half-elf.

"You haven't eaten breakfast yet?"

There was a trace of blush on the little girl's fair face, and she handed him a food box timidly, and then shyly said: "This is for you."

"I won't disturb you anymore. I'll go back first."

There were other half-elves watching this scene, and some people laughed in good faith, which made the little girl's footsteps even more flustered.

Even Rainbird himself couldn't help but feel a little blush, but he was already very dark, so basically nothing could be seen. Because the image in people's eyes is very bad, after coming to Modo City to live. The drow warrior commander has always been strict with them, if anything out of the ordinary happens. Even the samurai chief will personally whip those who make mistakes, so the drow warriors in Modo City give people the sense of seriousness, strictness, rigidity, coldness and so on.

That's how Rainbird used to feel.

For a long time, although drow warriors have been accepted by Modo City, they have not really integrated into the people.

Others are afraid of them and keep their distance carefully.

This happens until one thing happens.

Demon invasion!

The fear cultists summoned demons in Modo City, which caused great damage to Modo City and killed many innocent people.

Rainbird also joined the fight that day.

As a high-ranking drow warrior, he discovered the demon at the first time and protected the civilians near the street where he lived. At the same time, he also beheaded a berserk demon in a bloody battle and saved a little half-elf girl.

It was the girl just now.

For this reason, he broke an arm, and it was the priest of the temple who performed the 'regeneration of severed limbs' for him to recover.

Everything has changed.

Rainbird suddenly found that the people around him became friendly to him, and even the aunt next door would help him clean the courtyard from time to time.

Every morning, someone started to greet him.

Although Rainbird just nodded slightly in response many times, but people seem to have gotten used to and accepted his serious attitude.

all the time.

The drow lacked a chance to prove themselves, and the demon invasion made many people agree with them.

"It looks like that little girl is interested in you!"

The teasing sound of his companions came from his ears.

Faced with the slightly joking jokes of his companions, Rain Bird thought about it seriously, and said seriously: "If possible, I want to marry her."

Surprised.

Then there was the clamor of other guards. Many of these people were pirates, and their temperament was not as calm as that of drow warriors.

Rainbird liked that little girl.

As a drow warrior with a high self-esteem, he hates the female drow of those clans.

Strong, domineering, rude, arrogant...

Rainbird could use many words to describe his views on female drow, because from his childhood, female drow had left a huge shadow area in his heart.

The ideal opposite sex in his heart should be someone like Lucina.

He liked her and married her.

As a serious drow warrior, Rainbird thinks so.

………………

The handover was done quickly.

Rainbird took a team of people to guard outside a building, which is the core restricted area of ​​Modo City, and even he himself did not enter.

Every day, three drow warriors lead a team of guards day and night, and no one is allowed to enter here except His Excellency Sauron, the two lord witches and Miss Vivienne. They are the guards outside, and there are many magic traps inside. Many enemies have always wanted to spy on the secrets, but the final results of these people are very miserable.

Everything seems to be the same.

But when Rainbird was patrolling outside a house today, he suddenly felt his heartbeat quicken and his hair suddenly started to tense up, and he entered a fighting state, and at the same time he pressed his hand on the handle of the knife.

An invisible breath.

What's locked in this house!

When Rainbird turned to look at the other people around him, he suddenly found that everyone had similar expressions.

"Longwei!?"

A man who claimed to have had eight ribs broken by a white dragon suddenly jumped up, his voice was slightly excited and trembling, and he said excitedly: "I will never admit my mistake! This must be the feeling of Longwei!"

This man is called Padolo.

A very uncommon name, once an elite unit of pirates, is now transferred to Modo City to guard the restricted area.

This is a talkative man.

However, he has a good relationship with other people. He likes to drink and brag. His favorite thing to do is to take off his shirt and open his chest in a tavern after he is half drunk, revealing the huge scar on his chest. Others told how he followed His Excellency Sauron to slay the dragon, and then how he was hit by an adult white dragon with its tail. After eight ribs were broken, he still tenaciously survived.

This is an old pirate.

The real elite of Modo City, the elite of the elite, even Rainbird is not fully sure of defeating him.

He was one of the few survivors of the White Dragon War!

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Day and night alternate.

All kinds of beings in Modo City are staged every day, and the tavern is always the most lively place. Here you can hear an old man with one arm telling people how they fought against the king of the swamp under the absolute disadvantage. , here you may also meet a guy who likes to take off his shirt and brag about having eight ribs broken by a full-grown dragon.

Stories like this happen every day.

From the naval battle of the Son of Dagon, the fall of the Swamp King, the decisive battle on Nusha Island, the dragon slaying battle, against the natives, against the fleet of the southern island nation, against the cruel and ferocious Vrykul pirates, to the expedition against the orcs in Fallen Leaf City, etc. wait!

You can never finish hearing the stories here.

They are all fighters, they are also survivors, and they may die somewhere in the future, but they will leave their shadows in these stories.

Modo City.

This rising city in the overseas islands is like a star. Its glory belongs to Sauron, but it also belongs to these unknown people.

This is the soul of Modo City!

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(ps: I suddenly felt it while writing, so I added a short paragraph.) (To be continued..)