A strange world

Chapter 223 Section 76. Irilanze invades Xingyue Bay

Just as warriors and mages have easily identifiable qualities, so can druids. Leaves and vines decorated the clothes, which made Annan feel slightly ironic - it was like the emperor who claimed to love his people like his own children wore human skulls as decorations.

The druids appearing on the outskirts of Xingyue Bay are mainly elves. There are also races like ratmen, trolls, and werewolves that never appear in human towns.

The druids who live in nature and are in conflict with the town did not enter the town. Annan took the initiative to come to the suburbs, and came to them accompanied by Ingrid and the captain of the guard, expressing his kindness: "Our soldiers need to experience battle, and They can help too.”

"No need." The female druid with brown hair wrapped in dark green vines refused coldly.

Francois, who was standing behind Ingrid, was in disbelief. Someone actually exempted Annan's kindness?

Annan looked at the tree druid inquiringly, and it did not deny it: "Human lord, this is a matter for the druid."

“Protecting nature is everyone’s responsibility.”

"You humans are not worthy of saying such things..." the female druid continued to accuse with hostility.

Annan said nothing, because it is an objective fact that humans destroy forests.

"The druids will remember your help." The treant druid eased the atmosphere.

Annan asked the guard captain to hand over the map with the location of the Frost Giant tribe to them. When the druids transformed into a flock of birds and flew towards the snowy mountains in the north like migratory birds returning, the guard captain led the recruits to follow them from a distance. .

New recruits who have not experienced combat need a baptism, even if it is just observation.

After sending the druid away, Annan continued what he was doing - not reading.

Many of the hard workers still have their families, but quite a few of them are from Betar City and Fenghuo City. Annan's idea is to let them live in Xingyue Bay for a period of time, let them become the citizens of Xingyue Bay, and then let them pass the Wei Dynasty. The trade route established by Ste and Joan set off to bring back their families. As for the hard workers in Breeze City... Annan only needs to open the portal to let them go back, and then open the portal after half a day to let them bring their relatives back.

This batch of hard workers has made Xingyue Bay's manpower available from barely enough to sufficient. Building harbors, shipyards, and farming can no longer require so many people. Annan assigned them to build roads and strive to build the roads to Breeze City as soon as possible.

Back in the study, Annan released a low-level summoning spell. The ogre cowered in the corner, and the bard stood in front of the portal.

"One good news, two bad news," he said.

“Let’s talk about the bad first.”

"Irilanze is looking for you."

Annan guessed: "The good news is that her new spell has produced results?"

"uh-huh."

The "magic newspaper" that Annan dreamed of had a clue. Just as he was about to ask, he remembered something again: "Where's the other bad news?"

"I am Yirelanze."

The bard who leaned forward suddenly slipped through the portal, and Annan was like a prey caught in a spider web, entangled and bound by the elf mentor.

"Do you hate me very much..."

The sad whisper weakened Annan's struggle: "...I don't hate you."

Squeak——

"Mr. Fabian Clemonger——"

Seeing Annan and the bard embracing each other intimately, Ingrid didn't want to leave the study: "I will keep it a secret."

Annan's life will be over if his soul is empty and Ingrid is let out...

"Stop her!"

After the sober Annan finished speaking, the magic of Rope Magic flickered, entangled Ingrit's hands and feet, and threw her to the floor.

Annan breathed a sigh of relief: "Can you return to your original appearance first?"

"As long as little Annan wants..."

The outline of the bard melted, softness and fragrance emerged, but Annan had no intention of being intoxicated, and explained to Ingrid on the ground: "Did you see it? She is the elf mentor!"

It's better to have an affair with an elf mentor than an affair with a bard.

"You don't even want to call me Irilan."

The sad whisper pulled Annan away from the self-evidence and realized that the current situation was still dangerous: the elf mentor lost his mind and became the elf mentor who lost his mind in front of Ingrid.

There are only magical images of Annan and the elf mentor, and the audience is Ingrid.

"Irilan'er... you should know that our ages are 100 times different..."

"age is not a problem."

"No, that's the problem...I'm not an adult yet, and the elf guards will not tolerate your behavior."

"We can elope!"

"No, I still have my territory and people." Annan's tone gradually became gentler: "You should let me think about decades...Decades are as short as dozens of days in the long life of an elf. ?"

"Are you willing to marry me?"

"Uh...I mean we need time to get along..."

Annan struggled to get the elf mentor to regain consciousness and changed the topic: "What is the new spell?"

Returning to his duties as a mage, Yi Ruilanze regained his knowledge and wisdom, and told how he mixed several alchemical materials with ground recording magic stones, and then used the newly invented "newspaper technique" to stabilize the magic newspaper and achieve the effect Annan wanted. .

"What do you think?" Annan looked at Ingrid lying on the floor.

"Can you let me go first?"

"Feel sorry……"

Asking the elf mentor to let her go, Ingrit climbed up and went out without anger.

Then there is the cost. One recording magic stone can produce approximately 300 magic newspapers, which last for seven days.

"What about reducing the validity period of magic newspapers to 24 hours? 2100 magic newspapers?"

"The magic stone powder must maintain a certain amount to maintain a stable model, at least 1,000 parts."

Annan was already very satisfied. If one portion sold for 10 copper coins, it would just fill up Claudia's 1 gold nugget of magic stone.

Entrusting the elf mentor to send a sample, Annan suddenly thought: "You just said Fabian Clemonger, what happened to him?"

"Mr. Fabian Clemonger said that he was no longer needed at the harbor and that he was going to get paid and leave."

"Let him wait a moment..."

Annan was going to ask what was going on, and explained to the elf mentor: "Fabian Clemonger is the Port Royal designer hired from Breeze City at a high price."

"Is he an immortal?"

Annan recalled Fabian Clemonger, who had no other than human characteristics: "No."

"Isn't he too old?"

"There are still some hairs that have not turned gray. They should be... less than sixty years old."

Then the Elf Mentor said that the Port Royal of the Tatooine Empire was built 180 years ago.

Annan and the stunned Ingrid looked at each other: "...Lead a team of guards and bring two large water elements to capture him."

The capture of Fabian Clemonger went smoothly. The no longer proud old man was escorted to the study in panic. Annan got straight to the point: "Whose order do you obey? Gema?"

Fabian Clemonger said nothing, silence itself was the answer.

And it doesn't matter, Annan adheres to a principle: whoever causes trouble for him, he will cause trouble for Gema.