Game of the World Tree

Inexplicably close?

After listening to Merrell's words, Eve was slightly taken aback.

In the Seggs universe, dragons are very sensitive to the induction of breath.

Especially... it's blood.

Even if the dragons between the direct bloodline have never met, they will have some special reactions when they perceive each other's breath.

Thinking of this, Eve looked at the little black dragon again.

"Miriel, how old are you this year?"

She asked a question she had always been curious about.

"Merrel doesn't know."

The little black dragon shook his head.

"However, when my father picked me up, it was a hundred years ago. At that time, I was very young, maybe... at most one hundred years old."

it said.

One... one hundred years old?

Eve's eyes widened.

Co-author, this guy is younger than Alice!

no... wait...

After subduing Merrell, Eve specifically looked up information about the giant dragon. If she remembered correctly, being over a hundred years old is still only an infancy for a pure-blooded dragon, right? !

The black dragon in his infancy was only a little more than ten meters tall, and his strength was in the middle of silver, but this guy Merrill... The size is completely the appearance of his youth, reaching an astonishing 23 meters, and his strength is even greater. It is only one step away from the golden rank!

This shows that... although the little black dragon is naive, his talent is at the genius level among giant dragons!

And talent... is often related to blood.

Could it be that Merrell is a direct descendant of Nidhogg?

As soon as this thought came out, Eve's expression became more and more strange.

"Meriel, what do you think yourself?"

Thinking of this, Eve looked at the little black dragon again.

A daze flashed in Merrell's eyes, he hesitated, and raised his head:

"Meriel doesn't know either, but...Meriel still wants to be a righteous silver dragon."

Why are you so obsessed with Silver Dragon? !

Eve's mouth twitched.

She nodded lightly and said sincerely:

"Don't be afraid or apprehensive about who you are, or where you come from. You are who you are, the righteous dragon Meryl, just be yourself. Come on, Meryl!"

As Eve spoke, she used her gentle life force to slowly appease the little black dragon.

After listening to Eve's words, Merrell's mood gradually calmed down.

"I understand, Your Majesty."

It lowered its head slightly.

"Okay, let's go to the Chosen One and have a barbecue to change your mood."

Eve said again.

BBQ?

When hearing this word, Eve noticed that a bright light flashed in the eyes of the little black dragon.

I saw it swallowed a mouthful of saliva subconsciously, then stood up from the ground and said to Eve:

"Your Majesty! No matter what, Merrell is on your side. After all... you are Lord Uktrahir who saved the whole world!"

After finishing speaking, it turned around without waiting for Eve to answer, and flew out of the temple with its wings flowing, and flew away in the direction of the Black Dragon Castle...

"Save the world..."

Eve muttered.

"That's the ex, not me."

She shook her head.

From the twilight era, it was the ex, not her, who brought dawn to the world again.

I'm a little ashamed... but she also planned to take the whole world to bury in case she was besieged by the gods.

Eve smiled self-deprecatingly.

Of course, as she told Merrell, just be yourself, and this is what Eve wants to say to herself.

She... is just an ordinary person who was lucky enough to inherit the inheritance of the ancient gods.

And all she thinks about now is to live upright in this world...

But, sometimes, your identity determines your future.

Just as emperors cannot abandon their own country, parents should not abandon their children.

Eve, who inherited the ancient god's position, naturally also needs to take the corresponding responsibility.

For her, it will be a very difficult struggle to be able to live in an open and honest way...

...

Maple Leaf City, White Maple Fort.

This is the core area of ​​Maple Leaf City, a castle built on elf ruins, and the place where the owner of the Maple Leaf Collar, the frontier Bo Otto von Cappadocia, lives and works. It is the veritable core of the entire Maple Leaf Collar.

The castle is built of white boulders. It is said that it was built by reusing the materials after the former elf buildings were demolished. It is very majestic.

According to rumors, because the Cappadocia family has obtained the inheritance and wealth of the elves, the interior decoration of the White Maple Fort is even more gorgeous and gorgeous, and there are countless elves and magic items in the collection...

At this moment, in Baifeng Castle.

A middle-aged man in a housekeeper's uniform was walking anxiously in the reception hall of the castle.

It was Anders who returned to Maple Leaf City with the players.

It's just that Anders's expression is not good-looking at this moment, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and an unconcealed anxiety between his eyebrows.

And after a while, suddenly, a man dressed as a guard walked in from outside the hall.

Anders' eyes lit up, he quickly greeted him, and asked with some anticipation and some worry:

"How about it?"

The castle guard saluted Anders and said respectfully:

"Lord Anders, I have already inquired. All the underground chambers of commerce have been looted, and the person who started it... is probably the southern caravan that came to Maple Leaf City with you."

"how is this possible?"

Anders listened, his eyes widened, and his breathing became a little heavier.

"what about now?"

he asked again hastily.

"It's already messed up. It is said that... several underground chambers of commerce have sent silver powerhouses to investigate, but they haven't come back yet."

"White...Silver!"

Anders' pupils shrank slightly.

Being able to send silver powerhouses shows that the blows suffered by several chambers of commerce this time are not small...

He has invested in all these chambers of commerce, especially the Sauron chamber of commerce. If the loss is really too great, then he will be miserable...

"Damn southern nobles! You deceived me!"

he said bitterly.

"and……"

The guard paused and continued:

"It is said that all the elves and half-elf slaves of the underground chamber of commerce were deceived by those people."

"Both elf and half-elf slaves have been tricked out?"

"That's right...even the elves of the Oak Hand are gone."

Anders was stunned for a moment, and then his face suddenly turned pale:

"Then... Doesn't that mean that the auction organized by the Earl in a few days..."

"Yes, I'm afraid... there are no more elf slaves."

said the guard.

Hearing this sentence, Anders was in a trance and almost fell to the ground.

"It's over... It's over... If Lord Count knew about it, he would definitely be angry."

His forehead began to sweat profusely.

You must know that many of the foreign merchants and nobles gathered in Maple Leaf City are coming for elves!

The elf auction was also passed down by the earl himself.

If something goes wrong in this matter, it will undoubtedly make the Count a laughing stock among the nobles!

And the source of all this is that he brought in those southern nobles...

Thinking of this, Anders became more and more frightened.

"what is the problem?"

He subconsciously grabbed the guard with a grim expression.

The guard was startled, he subconsciously struggled, and was surprised to find that he could not break free from the control of the old housekeeper. In the end, he could only say what he knew:

"It is said... those southern nobles used the domesticated elves to exchange other elves with the merchants, and after the exchange, those domesticated elves committed suicide..."

"Not only that, I heard that even the corpse was not left. Many people said that their corpse disappeared immediately, and I don't know if it's true or not..."

"In exchange for a domesticated elves?"

After listening to the guard's words, Anders was slightly taken aback.

"Those guys from the south, where did the elves come from?"

He muttered to himself suspiciously.

And at this moment, another guard hurried in from outside.

It was one of Anders' close associates.

"Lord Anders! Lord Anders!"

He ran, gasping for breath.

"The Count is back!"