Chapter 1194 How to Trap a Half-Elf Cub? (Monthly Ticket Adds 1 Update)

"...So that's it in a nutshell."

The night is dark. The high priest of the Sun Temple and the goddess who is the carrier of the coming of the Sun God have retired to rest. Several elf elders joined forces to support the isolation magic, gathered around the campfire, and listened to Gretel's version 2.0 explanation:

"The earth element has already done the mining and smelting work. Of course, the Sun Temple has paid enough."

Elder Masrei, the legendary elder with the thickest beard and the strongest body, who had even deviated a little from the traditional beauty of elves, touched the khaki bracelet on his wrist and smiled bitterly.

So his trip was in vain? Originally, he had already made enough preparations. He had brought all the treasures hidden in the box and prepared to ask the earth element to do the work——

Mining, smelting, and transportation are not easy tasks with such a large number. As a result, they were all surrounded by the Kingdom of the Sun, and the elven spellcasters who worked hard to purify the forest even received adequate rewards?

"That god has finished transporting borax and lead blocks into the secret realm and stirring the ore veins." At the prompts of the elders, Grete carefully changed "Sun God" to "that god" to avoid disturbing the situation. The perception of the sun god Viracocha calmly said:

"As for the burning, explosions, and various injuries during the process, he basically endured them. So now, the flames in the secret realm have been extinguished. After the appraisal of Elder Fahim, the biggest crisis has disappeared. .”

Elder Kallen also shook his head and laughed, his white beard and hair shaking together under the firelight. He is the oldest among the three elders who came here this time, and the one with the deepest accumulation of mana. He is also the main force scheduled to enter the secret realm and process the mineral veins.

In fact, he volunteered and was prepared to sacrifice himself - in the words of this elder, "If I don't rush in, how can I let the children in?"

However, before he entered the secret realm, or even before he reached this land, the biggest crisis had been eliminated. Someone, no, some god, willingly stood up for this, and paid a fee to do so?

"Then what's the price?" Elder Melinsela touched the wreath on her wrist and asked softly. On the green flower branches, the thin and almost transparent petals shook gently, as if in response to her words.

She is the only female elder who came here this time. She majors in life, nature, and plants. Her main responsibility is to guide the local creatures back on track after the flames in the secret realm are extinguished.

The more she studies life and nature, the more she realizes that there is nothing without paying a price——

The price of rapid recovery is vitality, and the price of rapid growth is land, water and the power of nature. Modifying the direction of growth and allowing animals and plants to absorb and remove pollution cannot do anything without a price.

"The price is the gift of the world." Grete turned his head with a smile and glanced at the faint snow peaks opposite the holy lake:

"To extinguish the flames of the mines and heal the wounds of the earth, this world has given him a great gift - relying on this gift, he can quickly recover from his injuries and be able to go smoothly in the next attack of the Holy See of Glory. Fight back."

"If this thing is all done by the elves, the biggest gift must be from the elves. But -" Gretel spread his hands confidently:

"The sacrifices and casualties that must be made must be borne by the elves themselves."

Is it "the elves will do it ourselves" rather than "we will do it ourselves"? Messelinla thought to herself, trying not to frown, but smiled at Grete in front of the dancing bonfire:

"Then let him do it. We can take our time with the world's gifts, but the sacrifice of every clan member is a very heavy loss and will leave an eternal wound in our hearts."

She leaned forward slightly and stretched out her hand to Grete. Under the firelight, the middle-aged elf smiled sincerely, kindly and warmly:

"You did a great job. Thank you very much."

Gretel froze slightly, stretched out his hand, and shook her quickly. He took it back, lowered his head and rubbed against Serila, whispering:

"I didn't do it for anyone, and I don't need anyone to thank me..."

Messelinla: "..."

The other two elf legends: "..."

Udian: "..."

Idian gave them a quick wink. Hey, that's what little cubs are like. They have a little fondness for elves, but they don't agree with them too much. You have to pay special attention to what you say!

It's a pity that I am a warrior, not a spell caster. With the other party's high-level spell caster by my side, I really have no confidence that I can send a message to my family without letting the other party notice...

"Since everyone has arrived, let's go to the secret realm quickly! Elder Fahim is still waiting for our news - by the way, little Gretel, you are here, do you have anything unfinished?"

Gretel looked at Senior Brother Baierbo, and then at Cerela. Speaking of which, this trip to the Kingdom of the Sun was to send the high priest back in an airship. He took the boat with him to see how the Sun God and the Glory Holy See were fighting.

Now that the people have been delivered and the beating has been completed, it is said that the previous tasks have been completed...

"Elder brother, do you have anything else to do here?"

Archmage Baierbo pondered for a moment. Well, there are indeed things, and there are quite a lot of them. However, a large part of them are not easy to say in front of the elves:

"It's so late, why don't we all take a break? Let's talk tomorrow? There's no rush anyway. I've had enough rest and meditation today. I'll wake up tomorrow morning with full energy and talk slowly..."

He said so, and the two parties naturally separated and went to rest. Grete opened the mage's hut, got in, and was immediately grabbed by Cerela:

"Hey, stay here a few more days! I haven't caught the gold in the lake yet!"

"Don't rush into the water, let's think of other ways." Grete quickly comforted her:

"Think about it, this gold has been lost for hundreds or thousands of years. There is a layer of water and a layer of silt underneath. It's boring and dirty to dig into the mud! Such deep water , I don’t have the ability to sneak down and accompany you..."

"Woo..."

Cerira turned around in circles in frustration. His little face twisted into a ball, he hesitated again and again, then hesitantly said:

"Should I let the earth element dig?"

"For the earth element, precious metals are also very important resources... aren't you afraid that they will just take it away?"

Cerela squatted in a corner depressedly and started thinking. Gretel turned around and stared at Archmage Baierbo:

"Elder brother, do you have something that you want to avoid the elves and discuss with me alone?"

"I do have an idea." Archmage Baierbo looked at him seriously:

"First of all, I plan to talk to the temple and set up a stronghold here, whether it is purchasing supplies or building a mage tower - of course you don't have to worry about this. What's important is that I plan to talk to the Sun God - "

He lowered his voice:

"Did you see the explosion today? I plan to try it and see if I can get him to cooperate with the experiment and reproduce the explosion stably..."

The eyes of this plastic energy mage instantly lit up brighter than the previous explosion:

"After all, it has the attack power to kill a legend with one strike!"

Gretel suddenly sweated on his forehead. Senior brother, what are you doing? Guide the sun god to rub nuclear bombs with his hands?

"Well... I still think it would be better if we slowly study the principles thoroughly and then do experiments... And to be honest, there is no vehicle, no launch, and no aiming. This thing is too dangerous!!!"

"How to study this?"

"..." I don't know either... Now you want me to reproduce an entire technical route from classical physics to quantum mechanics to the Manhattan Project?

Senior brother, you think highly of me!

While Gretel was racking his brains, thinking about how to dissuade his senior brother, or how to dissuade the entire evocation system that loves seeking death, or at least prevent them from taking the most death-seeking path, the elves had already filed into the alchemy ship and surrounded them. sit together.

The three elf elders and Idian were almost sitting on their knees. Messelinla couldn't wait to ask:

"After such a long time, this little guy... still doesn't fully agree with us?"

"After all, his mother has never raised him for a day since he can remember." Idian sighed softly:

"Unlike Ms. Jasmine, her father still raised her until she was a teenager. Her memory of her father is very clear and her feelings are very deep. Little Gretel..."

He pondered for a while and shook his head slightly:

"He is very enthusiastic and cares about me, the elders, and everyone in the forest. He has been working hard to find a way to solve the problems in the secret realm. At most, he is unwilling to take any risks. Of course, his level is low. It’s normal that you can’t bear it.”

"However, for such a long time, from the day he came to the Fertile Forest, and I even heard Ashe Yuesong say that from the day she met the little guy, he never mentioned his life experience or his mother. There was never...an attempt to remove the spell that concealed the appearance."

The three elf elders looked at each other. After a long time, Elder Masrei was the first to shake his head:

"well……"

"well……"

"Are you sure his mother is an elf?" Messelinla asked softly as the two male elders sighed. Udian nodded slightly:

"That's right. Ash Moonsong asked about it, and Little Gretel said that he used his father's surname - it was a human surname, not an elf one."

"No mother would be willing to abandon her child." Messelinla's face relaxed for a moment, then turned firm again:

"Although we don't know which sister's child he is... We spread the news on the island, but until we left, no sister has come forward to say that little Gretel is her child... But I think she must have her own reasons."

"Let's think about it carefully. During this period, how can we try to establish a good relationship with him and make him willing to go to Yongju Island? Such a child is a loss for all of us..."

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