Elf Archer of Life in Another World

Cherbourg inner city, Palais de Louvre, banquet hall.

When the waiter hurried to the throne and bowed and whispered, the expression of the man next to Tristan and the expression of the Ruby Grand Duke changed slightly.

However, the former is a smile, while the latter is obviously angry.

Something happened.

Tristan was keenly aware of something strange, and the next question rang in his heart.

Good thing? Bad thing? Is there any benefit?

The reason for this was explained every year when he was asked to look for opportunities for further contact. Tristan already knew that some people were coveting the wealth of Cherbourg, and the relevant actions should take place in the next day or two.

Tristan was not interested in Cherbourg's life or death, but he could not confirm Nian Nian's position.

Does she want to cooperate with the mercenary group of the man in front of her to take Cherbourg, or does she want to pretend to get closer and protect Cherbourg?

Tristan always felt that both options were actually valid.

Unsure of what Nian Nian was thinking, Tristan was very ready to act, but he did not dare to act rashly, for fear of upsetting his ancestor and ruining the business and property he had purchased in the City of Usher.

Tristan put down the wine glass in his hand, chose the conservative topic of eating and drinking, and secretly thought about how to get to the point.

"The chef in Cherbourg is also quite ingenious. He can make so many different kinds of dishes with just a few slices of meat."

Tristan picked up a small porcelain plate, looked at the small and exquisite "rose" in the white porcelain plate, and said.

This kind of dinner party is never full. All kinds of delicious dishes are served in various bowls and plates. It looks like an endless table, but in fact there is not much.

Like the porcelain plate in his hand, with a thin layer of ice on the bottom and jade-carved leaves as a foil. In the middle is a rosebud made of thin slices of meat. It is crystal clear and translucent. The petals are lifted up and inside are stamens twisted with edible gold foil.

Dipped in some honey sauce, it looks delicate and charming.

"The Ruby Grand Duke is also very economical. Based on this amount, even if he holds banquets every day, it won't cost much."

Tristan admired the dishes on the plate and joked.

"They do hold banquets every day," the people around Tristan also laughed. "Sometimes they start at noon, sometimes they start in the evening, and they always last until late at night."

"Rich people have different schedules. I remember that according to the custom of the dwarves, if you attend a banquet, you must not dress the same every time." Tristan clicked his tongue.

According to the rules of aristocratic etiquette, if you want to attend a formal banquet, you are not allowed to wear old clothes or jewelry. They all need to be re-ordered. According to the frequency of banquets held by the Grand Duke Ruby, the nobles in Cherbourg are not allowed to do other things.

, it’s enough to think about what clothes to wear all day long.

"Anyway, this Cherbourg is rich, and it will not be a problem for hundreds of thousands of civilians in the surrounding areas to support thousands of nobles."

"So, it shouldn't be a problem to support a mercenary group of more than a thousand people." Tristan raised his glass and saluted with a smile.

"I knew you wouldn't come to talk to me for no reason." The man shook his head helplessly and clinked glasses with Tristan.

"You made such a big fuss, I always have to be curious." Tristan felt relieved.

Judging from Pisso's attitude, his prying should not arouse any resentment, and maybe he can actually get some benefits by mixing it up.

Paiso is the leader of the mercenary group Mep; Root Beer.

This weird name comes from him and his brother Lasso, and thanks to his brother who is devoted to studying mechanical mechanisms, this mercenary group quickly became famous in both the dwarf and human races. After arriving in A

After the level assessment, it quickly expanded to 2,000 people. Later it was increased or decreased, and now it is still a large mercenary group with a base of 1,000 people.

There are not many A-level mercenary groups in the entire Gaia continent. There are four dwarf tribes, five human tribes, and the elves may have one or none.

Although Tristan is not familiar with these mercenary groups, he still has some superficial friendship from buying and selling in the past.

After traveling with Nian Nian, Tristan has gloriously added one more face to his friendship list.

It was precisely because he knew that he and Paiso only had a superficial relationship that Tristan did not make too many pretense and asked for help, but quickly made it clear what his intentions were.

If he had no intention, his deliberate approach would have been suspected by Paiso.

"Where have you made your fortune lately?"

Paiso changed the topic as if to deliberately whet his appetite.

"I just came out of the Emerald Forest and collected some ores along the border and in the town of Stein," Tristan gestured with his fists and whispered, "They are all purple gold ores and raw magic crystals of at least this size. They are collected at high prices.

A lot."

"Oh?" Paiso's smile became more sincere, "Where are you going to take action?"

"City of Usher, raw ore has never been sold at a high price among the dwarves." Tristan sighed, feeling it was a pity.

It's not that the dwarves don't have such needs, but that private or private ore trading must also be supervised by the kingdom, and the price is fixed.

"Don't go so far to the City of Usher. It's ten times the price. I'll take whatever you have."

Paiso stretched out his hand, looked at Tristan, and smiled sincerely.

Tristan was very surprised, grabbed Paiso's hand and held it:

"No problem! Deal! You can do it anytime..."

Seeing that Tristan was indeed doubtful about the extraordinary price, Paiso patted him on the shoulder:

"We are in urgent need. After all, as you can guess, we are about to make a big move."

Tristan nodded doubtfully: "Okay, let's go trade now?"

After saying that, he was about to drag Paisou out of the auditorium. He looked very anxious, fearing that Paisou would regret it and not wanting to give him a chance to bargain.

"Hey, don't be so impatient," Paiso held Tristan's shoulders and used force, "The banquet is not over yet. If we leave the banquet at this time, the Grand Duke will be unhappy."

"Can't you withdraw?"

Tristan looked at the people on the throne at the end of the auditorium and said suspiciously: "There were people who retreated just now..."

Tristan touched his nose. It was obvious that Nian Nian had been kicked out. Besides, if the Duke was unhappy, would Nian Nian and Qi Youfeng care?

"What happened just now?" Paiso asked curiously.

At this moment, he also heard something in the conversations of others, as if something else had happened before he came.

"It's nothing, it's just a farce." Tristan waved his hand, "Then when the banquet is over, we will clear the money and goods."

"At the end of the banquet, the Grand Guild will send guards to escort us to our respective residences. I'm afraid we will have to wait until early tomorrow morning." Paiso said, spreading his hands.

"This...isn't this too considerate?" Tristan said in surprise.

"Yes, Grand Duke Ruby is very considerate of the nobles of Cherbourg."

Paiso smiled and glanced coldly at the gorgeously dressed guests in the auditorium, feeling inexplicably pitiful.

Tristan saw it and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Is this Passo just trying to blow up the Rubber Palace?

...

After waving the waiter to leave, Grand Duke Ruby looked at Fern, who was silent at the side, with a hawk-like gaze that was somewhat sinister.

Before the waiter came to report the accident in the mining area, he had already asked Fern about the origin of the elf.

Fern was just the mayor of a small town and had little knowledge, but he knew who the elf was talking about Engus, and what the elf who claimed to be a disciple of Engus might mean.

This might be a good opportunity to cooperate with the elves, but it was disrupted by this narrow-minded guy.

Fern was also regretful, but even more confused.

"Come here, take him away, don't let him die." Ruby Grand Duke looked back and said sternly.

Another waiter bowed his head in response, summoned the guards waiting outside the hall, lifted up the trembling Fern, and left silently through the back door.

"You! You are-"

As soon as the shouts started, white smoke billowed out from the table filled with delicious food. It smelled sweet and delicious at first, but it became extremely spicy the moment it entered the mouth and nose, forcing snot and tears to flow, and the lungs seemed to explode.

Tingling.

Tristan hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, and Paiso roughly pulled his hand away, pinched his chin and stuffed a lump of something into it, which was soft, bitter and fishy, ​​and melted in his mouth.

He immediately grabbed his neck and retched

——The plug of Paiso directly pierced the base of his tongue, and the fishy smell of the stuff made him feel sick and want to vomit.

Fortunately, the thick smoke has become harmless, except for the fog that makes it difficult to see what is going on in the auditorium.

"It's not in vain that I spent so much time decorating it," Paiso spat on the ground, "Damn it, all the people under my command can almost become royal chefs."

He had already placed people throughout the Luby Palace, including the most important kitchen.

"You, you plan to clean up the Ruby Palace directly?"

Tristan regained his composure a little, and quickly followed Paiso, and the two of them walked towards the quiet throne deep in the auditorium.

All the guests in the auditorium have fallen to the ground, some have made no sound, and some are still struggling. Weak moans and tearing coughs filled the air from the pale mist, as if they had stepped into the mist.

Hell of monsters.

"Try it, I didn't expect the defense of Cherbourg's Louvre Palace to be so vulnerable."

Paiso laughed, kicked away a hand that was blocking the way, and shook his head regretfully.

While he was talking, clear or dull explosions sounded in twos and threes. Tristan listened and found that they all seemed to come from the north of the inner city.

"We have demolished the mining area outside. The hungry miners are having a carnival. Together with the mobs attacking the gap in the city wall, the large army of guards did not come so quickly to the Ruby Palace, which should be full of singing and dancing."

Paiso became more and more proud and explained to Tristan.

"No wonder you control this place in such a silent way, it's so powerful!" Tristan was very cooperative and surprised.

"Those guards equipped with mechanical arms are still a bit troublesome. Although the mechanical goblins pulling ropes have heavy firepower, they consume too much. There is no need to waste it on miscellaneous soldiers."

"Where's the other guy? He's not here to help?" Tristan asked.

"He'll be here just in case. I've arranged for him to do other things just in case."

Paisuo now enjoys the fun of showing off his words and said with a genuine smile.

"Now..."

Paisu looked at the throne a few steps away, and the man who was as quiet as the statue on the throne. After thinking about it, he cautiously took out the heavy sword and approached step by step.

The ruby ​​​​duke in the mist seemed to be leaning on the throne and sleeping, with his staff lying across his knees. The huge ruby ​​​​was dazzling, reflecting a greedy flame in Paiso's eyes.

It’s this thing…just get this thing…

The heavy sword drew a dark edge and split the Ruby Grand Duke's body and the throne into two halves. However, not a drop of blood leaked from the split body, but instead turned into the same thick mist.

Paiso stopped and Tristan looked around carefully.

"I'm here."

The mist condensed again, and the person on the throne still had his eyes closed, but the cane changed its position, from the knee to between the five fingers.

The Ruby Grand Duke was sitting on the throne, holding a cane in both hands. The sunset-like light flowed from his fingertips and swayed suddenly, blowing away the fog in the entire auditorium.

Paiso slowly backed away, and when he retreated to the dining table, he grabbed a dying aristocratic woman and stood in front of him.

"The Sterling family's daughter was attacked by a murderer and unfortunately," Grand Duke Ruby looked at them calmly, "they were killed."

The end of the cane lightly tapped the ground, and a faint red light spread out like ripples. Paisuo quickly threw away the hostage and raised his sword to block it. The delicate noble lady was shocked to spit out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

breathe.

Paiso looked at the cane with even more enthusiasm.

Tristan no longer cared about his image or face, and flexibly lay on the ground, using his hands and feet to move towards the auditorium door under the cover of the dining table.

The Ruby Archduke seems to be more powerful than expected, and the cane is even weirder. I don't know what other arrangements Paisou has to contend with.

Paiso stepped back again, looked at the cane in Grand Duke Ruby's hand, and then looked at the throne that he never left, his smile became even brighter.

Faced with this naked and coveted look, Grand Duke Ruby couldn't help but darken his face, and gradually became a little panicked.

Have all the thousands of guards in his Luby Palace been controlled?

"Grand Duke, don't wait any longer," Paiso advised. "You are alone now. Why don't you cooperate a little and be captured without mercy?"

"nonsense."

The Ruby Grand Duke snorted coldly, and layers of red waves spread from the gem on the top of the cane. All the table sculptures and flowers in the auditorium were shattered to pieces, and the moans that were still vague suddenly turned into silence.

Paisuo blocked his body with his heavy sword and quickly retreated in embarrassment. He was only one step away from the door of the auditorium.

"Actually, I don't have any ill intentions towards you, I just want to get something from you." Paiso said with a helpless smile.

"Impossible." Grand Duke Ruby refused decisively.

"Then I can only offend."

Paiso sighed heavily and exited the auditorium.

Is this the end?

Tristan, who had already been hiding behind the door, looked at Paiso who was not in a hurry, and kept muttering in his heart.

About a minute later, the rumbling sound of mechanical operation was heard. Tristan ran to the golden stairs leading to the Luby Palace and saw a mechanical monster climbing the stairs.

This crab-like mechanical bottom track is deforming with the shape of each step, pushing the huge and heavy body upward little by little.

The sound of messy footsteps also came from far and near. Hundreds of dwarf players rushed up the golden stairs and shouted to Paiso, "Captain", then ran into various parts of the Luby Palace, and some more people were blocked.

In front of the two doors at the front and back of the auditorium.

Tristan also knew the reason behind Paiso's confident appearance.

This big metal crab was holding two men and four women, two old, one young and three young children in its four mechanical claws and two chelipeds.

There is also a crying baby tied to a drill on the chest of a mechanical crab.

Paiso has captured the whole family of Grand Duke Ruby, young and old?!