A strange world

Chapter 1112 Section 34. 40,000 Years of Glory

"Hey-whoosh! Hey-whoosh! Hey-whoosh!"

Annan's sight was still following the strange convoy blocked by the treetops, and a sharp call sounded at the end of the intersection.

Is there anything more powerful?

Annan looked in the direction of the sound, and first saw dozens of giant rats carrying a heavy wooden bed, from far to near.

They shouted slogans and followed the two rows of gray-haired rat priests in front to the intersection.

On the wooden bed with curtains, there was a huge rat lying on the bed. It was like a mountain of meat, covered with golden decorations that penetrated the curtains.

Annan's eyes were locked, and he couldn't understand it more and more.

"What's going on? How come the Elf King's Court invited even the ratmen..."

"The Elf Celebrations of all generations have never invited these dirty creatures." Aliana's voice sounded from the side. Compared with the ratmen, she thought Annan was much more pleasing to the eye.

"I don't think this is a good thing... You're changing too fast. Radical changes will cause divisions within the tribe... Hmm? Ariana?"

...

A few minutes later, Annan was taken back to the training hut.

As soon as she landed, Annan protested loudly to Ariana: "I am the lord of Free City, the future ally of the royal court, and the friend of the elven elders. You don't even have a little respect for me!"

Ariana walked out without saying a word, without even closing the door.

Recalling what he had just seen, Annan closed the door, returned to the rattan bed, and began a day of meditation.

The Aldo Forest at night has a different kind of beauty.

The cold moonlight shines into the deep forest, vaguely outlining a silhouette on the treetops not far from the training hut.

Even a new human can see it. Ariana, other elves, and the elders, how can't they see it?

Someone in the royal court is fanning the flames... But she is just an instructor. She just does whatever the elders arrange.

In the morning, Annan ended her meditation and walked out of the hut.

Aliana seemed to have arrived earlier, standing in the open space, with dew on the ends of her hair.

Annan took out a handkerchief and handed it to her, but she ignored him: "Get ready for training."

The training started soon, but it was not boring. After all, Annan just had to keep shooting.

After finally achieving the achievement of hitting the 10-meter target ten times in a row, Annan clenched his fists: "I think I have mastered the essentials!"

How many steps are needed to become a ranger? The first step is to have a bow and arrow. The third step is to pull the bow open. The third step is to shoot the arrow.

"Well, you have learned the basic archery, and then try to advance." Aliana did not comment, took Annan's children's bow, pulled out the two arrows on the target, put them on the bow at the same time, and shot the arrows.

Doudoudou——

Two arrows almost simultaneously landed in the center of two targets several meters apart.

Annan stared blankly for a few seconds, then came to his senses and said, "This is not difficult. I have a good friend who can stare at different directions with two eyes."

Aliana pulled out three more arrows and drew the bow without thinking.

Doudoudoudou——

"Don't say three, I have a good friend who has eight eyes, eight!"

Aliana only pulled out three arrows this time, and only put one arrow on it... But after shooting, she quickly shot two arrows in succession.

A scene that made Annan dumbfounded happened: the third arrow hit the second arrow, the second arrow hit the first arrow, and the first arrow screamed and nailed to the bull's eye of the farthest target, and the tail feathers were still trembling.

"Instructor Anna, I suddenly feel that there are still many things I don't understand about basic archery..."

Aliana raised a curve at the corner of her lips.

It was hard to get through the daytime training. In the evening, Annan waited for Irelanze.

He did not ask what the elf mentor had done: "Which force was that group of skeletons yesterday?"

"A certain cultist force... Annan, stay away from them."

"Got it."

The ratmen team he saw next was the Rat King of the Thrane clan.

The class system within the ratmen is strict. At the top is the god of all clans, the Great Horned Rat. Then there is the only high priest of each clan who can talk directly to the Rat God, and below are the Rat Kings who rule the Rat Nests, the Rat Elders, and the priests.

The interim victory of the Imperial Alliance at the Northern Wall was to eliminate a Rat King of the McKeon clan.

"The Elf King's Court even invited the ratmen... What do they want to do?"

Irelanze shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either.

"Can you contact Taidel?" Annan asked again. After getting a positive answer, he said, "Tell her a story for me."

...

"Once upon a time, a new mayor came to a small town. He witnessed the poverty and lifelessness of the town and was determined to reform it: give porridge to the poor, find jobs for the unemployed, and provide shelter for the homeless. But his actions aroused the dissatisfaction of the rich in the town. Because only when the town is so half-dead can he continue to plunder and make money to strengthen himself."

"But the rich did not want to have a direct conflict with the mayor, so he asked people to go and make trouble. Mixed in with the poor, when distributing porridge, he said there was sand in the porridge, and encouraged the poor to overturn the porridge shop. People from outside came in to recruit workers, and deliberately lazily mixed in with the unemployed, dragging down the reputation of the town. As soon as the homeless moved into the house, someone took the house deed to complain."

"Finally, the new mayor was driven away. The town returned to its former tranquility: poor, lifeless, and harvested by the rich."

In the core of the Elf King's Court, in a green tree house, Yilanze finished telling the story.

Teddle raised his head, and fine silver hair slid down his shoulders: "What else did he say?"

"Nothing else."

"I know. Tell him not to worry. The Elven Court has been glorious for 40,000 years, and there will be no disagreement over such a small matter."

When saying this, Teddel was proud of all elves.

You humans are the darlings of the new era... but we have also been glorious for 40,000 years. The long years have allowed us to experience and see everything.

...

Irelanze brought the news back to Annan, and Annan shrugged. Anyway, he had done everything he could.

Elder Teddel might be right. The elves are arrogant, but they have the confidence to be arrogant. Not to mention the Elven Court, if Free City can exist for a thousand years, Annan will be proud to fly.

In a blink of an eye, Annan stayed in the training hut for a week.

During the day, he practiced archery and learned etiquette, and at night he followed Irelanze to the entrance to see the delegation. Annan noticed that Ariana was actually always by his side, but Irelanze would not show up when she was around.

Annan also maintained a tacit understanding with her: Ariana didn't care if Annan sneaked out at night, and Annan didn't approach the tree house to contact other elves privately.

Tasting the last fruit sent by Ariana, throwing the peel into his mouth without wasting it, Annan clapped his hands and said, "Can I end the training?"

"It can end after passing the assessment."