Game of the World Tree

At the southwest border of Maple Leaf Territory, a group of people dressed as human caravans surrounded a dozen full carriages, hurriedly rushing in the direction of the Elf Forest...

Along the way, from time to time there will be members who leave the team and take the initiative to stay, draw out their own weapons, and voluntarily undertake the work after the break.

They are exactly the players who have pitted the major black market chambers of commerce in Maple Leaf City.

In addition to those who couldn't wait to commit suicide on the spot, there were nearly a hundred people who escorted the rescued NPCs back.

Of course, this number is still gradually decreasing.

Because... the black market chamber of commerce that has discovered their whereabouts is chasing after the players, and it is necessary to leave people to delay time from time to time, so that the large army can continue to move forward with the indigenous NPCs like dragging oil bottles.

front of the team.

Cuckoo Bird glanced at the location on the small map, and frowned slightly:

"Didn't you just teleport to take a look when you said yes, why did you attract all the enemies?"

On the other hand, the expression of fried tomatoes with tomatoes is also not very good-looking.

It was the members of the First Legion who exposed the entire team, and he was the one who instructed him to go back and take a look.

This pot, as the guild leader of the First Legion, he has to carry it.

I saw Tomato Fried Tomato was silent for a while, and said a little depressedly:

"I emphasized it, and I specifically told the buddy to change his clothes when he went back, and let him first teleport his monster to see if it was safe. If the monster is all right, send it back and take a look. Just leave..."

"But... those NPCs are too cunning. Who knows that they have been ambushing near the teleportation array, and they even let go of the magical beasts that were teleported in advance, just waiting for someone to go back and catch the current one..."

Cuckoo Bird heard it and sighed helplessly:

"Hey... we still underestimate NPCs."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I've already informed Li Mu and the others, and asked them to quickly bring Merrell and El to support, and after saving so many elves this time, maybe Zero and Alice will come too. As long as we persevere, we will be able to go back smoothly.”

On the other side, Xiao Xianmiao cheered everyone up.

"The main reason is that there are too many people sitting, and the carriage is too slow. If we untie those elf NPCs and let them run together, our speed should increase a lot. The carriage is not as fast as us!"

On the carriage, a gourd pretending to be a coachman with a whip said.

"Then you have to gain the trust of NPCs first. These elves and half-elves have completely treated us as slave traders."

Xiao Xianmiao shook her head helplessly.

"What's the matter? Take off our disguise and negotiate with them as elves! Although at first it was to prevent exposure of identities, everyone has been acting in human appearances, but now it's unnecessary!"

The gourd said again.

After listening to his words, Xiao Xianmiao became even more depressed:

"It would be great if it was really like that. I've been there just now, but those NPCs don't believe that we are here to save them. Even if they return to their original state and say something about the goddess, they don't believe it... "

After hearing her words, everyone was speechless.

This is a very embarrassing thing.

Obviously they are saving the elf NPCs, but these guys don't believe their identities!

Of course, the first impression is to blame.

You know, in order to reach a deal with the Black Market Chamber of Commerce, players often do bad things or pretend to be slave traders when trading.

At that time, all kinds of shameless performances were completely the appearance of profiteers, not to mention the greedy and ignorant appearance when touching equipment everywhere, and at that time... the elf NPCs who were still controlled by humans were not less often seen.

More importantly, there are elves NPCs who have seen players pretend to enslave elves in order to gain the trust of human traffickers!

Operations like Demacia's are not uncommon among players.

In order to gain the trust of black market merchants and have the opportunity to touch the equipment, it is normal for players to beat their backs and shoulders. : :

That's right, I'm talking about Demacia, who looks so cheap that even the players want to beat him, let alone the native elves.

It can be said that in order to gain the trust of the slave traders, the players ignored the trust of the elves.

And the elves are still very united.

The players rescued them, the time was running out and they were all stuffed into the carriage, and as soon as the elves gathered to communicate, the image of the players was established in their eyes.

It can be said that... the first impression the players gave them was a group of slave traders who enslaved elves, insulted the elves' personalities, and came from the south to eat black.

After all...how could a real elf do that?

In addition, even if players have gradually learned how to pretend to be an elegant elf, there are still loopholes in front of the real elf...

No matter how they pretend, there is no way they can pretend to be enough in front of the real elves, let alone imitate the arrogant and arrogant temperament of elves that go deep into their bones.

Therefore...the more they say their true identity, even if they take off their disguise, these stubborn families still don't believe it.

These captured elves, who have seen the various methods of human beings, have long become frightened birds, and are suspicious and vigilant about everything.

This is embarrassing...

More importantly, players really have no way to prove their identities.

They are not able to display the power of faith like priests, nor can they exert the power of goddess like the favored ones, and they have entered a dead end.

This reality made many players feel so depressed that they almost vomited blood.

Of course, if you give them time and let them explain slowly, they should be able to gradually gain the recognition of the other party.

Seeing people's hearts for a long time!

But who knows, the human forces are chasing after this, and there is no time for players to communicate with these indigenous elves in depth...

Just when a few people were depressed, on the other side, Bento, who had been silent, suddenly spoke:

"Untie them and give them weapons."

"Untie, give weapons?"

Fried tomatoes frowned:

"We haven't gained the trust of these native elves yet. Someone rescued them before and then released them. As a result, they ran away, and it took a lot of effort to catch them back..."

"Our mission is to send them back to the Elf Forest. If they run away, how can we complete the mission!"

"Furthermore, what if there are indigenous elves who are confused and turn back to the slave traders? These elves are all our mission targets!"

"At least...you have to gain their trust before loosening it."

But after listening to his words, Bento still repeated:

"Untie them, give them weapons."

But when he finished, he added:

"This is our chance to prove it."

What else was going to be said when the tomatoes were fried with tomatoes, but the gourd figured out something, and his eyes lit up:

"That's right! Untie the native elves and give them weapons!"

"Since they don't trust me, then we should show trust first. Since they still don't believe that we are saving them, then... take our lives to protect them, we should believe it?"