Chapter 792
The whereabouts of Freya’s Tears are buried in the vast historical documents of the Spirit Emperor Kingdom. If it weren’t for Silver Eagle City’s frequent battles with the Ant-Man army, they wouldn’t have any questions about Asia. There is a record of sacred relic in the Sholta Temple. Even so, few people care about the legend of the imperial sacred relic.
The time span is too long and there are too many historical documents. The ancient legends of illusory will eventually be forgotten by future generations.
Irus accidentally learned about the rumors that the elf sacred relic was in the Azores Temple. Thanks to the arrogant Aeglo Greybeard, as a dwarf prophet, he has the right to consult the historical documents collected by Silver Moon City to enrich his knowledge and improve the accuracy of divination interpretation. He inadvertently turned to a dilapidated scroll that contained some secrets about the Azores Empire and Ant-Man. Therefore, Aeglo did divination with this, and then sold the results of the divination to several of his friends.
Aiglow's unintentional act made Elus and the others understand the rumors of Freya's tears.
Nightingale, how can a lonely Rogue know the news of Elf Race sacred relic?
This question refers directly to the origin of Nightingale, and Elus suspects that he is not Rogue at all. If he does not have a reasonable explanation, Elus must reconsider whether to cooperate with a stranger Rogue.
Nightingale jumped down the stairs and landed steadily in front of two elves and a dwarf, indifferently said: "I heard the "Tears of Freya" from the mouth of a furbolg Elder... it I wanted to attack me when I was distracted, and then I killed it."
Furbols are intelligent orcs sheltered by the jungle, and they are also a headache for the Spirit Emperor Kingdom. Especially the furbolg Elder, wisdom and wildness coexist, both cunning and strong, the jungle conceals their voice and smell, and obtains a halfling-like mental invisibility effect. They can go around behind the elf fighters without being noticed. They also have ogre. The physique, strength and sharper wild intuition of the warlord, as well as a very powerful bloodline innate talent.
Assuming that Silver Eagle City encounters a furbolg Elder, Elder Moonsong cannot determine the source of the dangerous premonition, and cannot find the enemy first. The best option is to retreat quickly.
The furbolg Elder is a Tier 6 creature, but in the forest, it is stronger than the Ogre Warlord of Tier 6, and this gap is almost a step beyond.
Fortunately, there are not many furbolg races, and the furbolg Elder is rarely seen. They are usually mild-tempered and do not have the habit of nurturing goblin servants. Although their attitude towards the Spirit Emperor is indifferent, As long as it is not a furbolg during a war, they will always take the initiative to avoid Elf Race.
The question is, how did the furbolg Elder talk to Rogue Nightingale, and how does it know the whereabouts of the fairy sacred relic?
"haha, this is the funniest I have ever heard...er, the truth..."
The outspoken dwarf Udrit could not help but laugh loudly and was ridiculed by Nightingale. The dark and deep eyes were swept across, and he immediately shivered and changed his mouth in time. He was a bit unconvinced, but he didn't have the courage to argue with the mysterious Rogue anymore, and he stepped aside and looked around, pretending to be interested in this empty wood house.
Iluth Yuege is dubious. It should be said that the skepticism is the majority. Mr. Buying Ying has already given his own answer. It is by no means a wise move to question his answer face-to-face.
"Mr. Nightingale, you are amazing. Elder furbolg is a ghost in the forest. I have heard of them being powerful, but I have never seen it. You can kill a furbolg Elder, that must be very exciting Fighting." Angelis's face was full of admiration, her hands clasped her chest, said sincerely.
Victor stunned for a moment. Through the heartbeat and breathing rate of the opponent, as well as the rays of light in the blue eyes, he quickly judged that this beautiful tree elf completely believed his words, so he nodded and maintained Rogue Nightingale’s arrogant character set, said: "It was a fierce battle, I almost died because of it, but the furbolg Elder died under my arrow..."
"Okay, Now it’s my turn to ask questions." Victor turned to General Silver Moon City and said, "Do you know how to use "Freya's Tears"?"
Retracting her gaze, she obviously didn't believe that the other party killed a furbolg Elder with a rough wooden feather arrow, but she respectfully replied: "We don't know how to use'Freya's Tears'... Only those from the Spirit Emperor country The Queen Your Majesty understands the mystery of the sacred relic. If we give the sacred relic to the Queen Your Majesty, she will definitely be willing to hold the Sun Tree blessing ceremony for us. Mr. Nightingale, although you are a Rogue, you should also know the great Sun Tree, and Sun Tree’s blessings can enhance your bloodline power, not only to repair your physical defects, but also to make your bloodline power stronger and gain a long lifespan."
Victor makes yourself black and charming eyes The eyes moved cooperatively, and he said in a deep voice, "It is difficult for us to trust each other like this, so I have a suggestion. If we cooperate, you will make the decision on the next expedition. I will not accept your command or mention it. The objection, just follow you, I can help you when necessary. When we get the "Tears of Freya", we will talk about it."
This condition is for the silver eagle scout Too generous, so generous that Elus couldn't believe it.
Seeing the war dancers of the golden rank remained silent, Victor walked to the door with his feet raised, and said without looking back: "I'm going out to prepare some food, you think carefully. If you agree to cooperate, We will set off tomorrow. If we don’t agree, please go back."
When Victor was about to walk out, Elusie shouted to his lonely back: "Mr. Nightingale, you are not involved. Make a decision, are you not afraid that we will bring you into Danger Land?"
Victor stopped, turned around, raised eyebrows that were slender and beautiful than the tree elf, and said, "This is Rogue and The way a stranger cooperates, at least I am like this."
Although it is said that, Nightingale's expression and demeanor reveal confidence and disdain, as if to express: Can you frame me too?
When Rogue walked out of the wood house, the dwarf Udrit said impatiently: "I like this arrogant guy. He does not interfere with our actions and has strength. He will never become a burden to us... "
"Udrit, you must not slander Mr. Nightingale behind your back! The self-confident and noble Moon God does not accept arrogant descriptions..." Angelis glared at the dwarf partner, her long pointed ears because Angry and upright, and trembling slightly.
"Don't quarrel!" Irus yelled at the two deputies, paused and said: "It seems that you all agree to let Mr. Nightingale join our team... But I am worried that he and the alien Demi-God are hostile Relationship. If those alien races are also coming towards the elf sacred relic, we did not have the opportunity to seize the sacred relic from their hands, we can choose to give up in time. But the nightingale has the opportunity to seize the elf sacred relic, then what will happen next, you think Just think about it."
Nightingale's strength is very powerful, stronger than any silver eagle scout, but he is probably not an opponent of the alien Demi-God. Even if Nightingale can get the elf sacred relic and get out of the hands of the alien Demi-God, the silver eagle scout can't run away. If the goals of Nightingale and the alien Demi-God overlap, he will surely bring devastation to the Silver Eagle Scout.
"Mr. Nightingale said, the decision is left to us. Moreover, we also want sacred relic." The Dwarf Guardian said in a low, muffled voice: "General, you are just about to convince Nightingale, he Knowing that they need Sun Tree’s blessing. But those alien races? Who knows what they are thinking? If they try to use sacred relic to harm the Spirit Emperor kingdom, even if they have the ninth rank Demi-God, the dwarves will let them taste the broken bones The hammer is powerful!"
"Sister, sacred relic belongs to the Spirit Emperor Kingdom." Angris Fengge said firmly.
A wild smile bloomed on the corners of Eros’ lips, and nodded said: "I am not going to give up, I just hope you are ready to fight."
"The moon is here Up, the hill is down."
"May the Moon God take shelter."
The two adjutants of the scout team saluted General Moonsong at the same time.
"Okay, gather your team members together and discuss the countermeasures for action." Yiluth Yuege instructed.
A consensus was reached with the general, and Udrit felt that he was full of strength and was able to fight iron for three consecutive days. He hurriedly ran out of the house, found his fellow dwarf, and shouted loudly: "Is that bastard Aeglow awake? The general summoned everyone to discuss the battle plan. We must try to get the sacred relic back... and Mr. Nightingale. One action."
"Nightingale also loves to brag, he said he killed a furbolg Elder, and also learned from the furbolg Elder the whereabouts of sacred relic, haha, but I like that guy. "
The dwarves also followed laughed heartily, but out of goodwill and approval. Dwarves like braggers and braggers.
Aiglo, who has been pretending to be lazy, immediately got up from the leather cushion, opened his eyes wide, and asked in amazement: "Mr. Nightingale said that the furbolg Elder told him about Goddess sacred relic? "
"Isn't it...the furbolg Elder can only speak'shoo, hoo, hoo', and can't speak the language of the Spirit Emperor country." Udrit pressed his red nose and looked weird. He said: "Elder the furbolg knows the whereabouts of sacred relic? Could it be that he ran into the Silver Eagle City Library to peek at historical documents, and that would have to be literate first."
The performance of the dragon hunter triggered another A burst of laughter from the dwarf. Aiglo Greybeard, blowing his beard, pointed at Udrit and cursed: "A stupid dwarf full of iron would think this is bragging... There is a kind of furbolg, Elder, that can awaken bloodline memories, gain ancient knowledge, and The same level of intelligent life communication is the furbolg sacrifice of the seventh rank, also known as the son of Ursolo. If Mr. Nightingale meets the son of Ursolo, he can learn about Goddess sacred relic from his mouth. Not surprising. Because the ancient Spirit Emperor National Silver Moon Council helped the Azores build the temple, which is at least tens of thousands of years away!"
The noisy dwarves became absolute silence. Udrit rubbed his red nose, and grumbled regretfully: "Mr. Nightingale doesn't like bragging...I don't know, does he love tobacco and spirits?"
The warrior with sharp ears Surrounded, General Moonsong asked seriously: "Greybeard, you just said that the son of Ursolo of rank 7 can communicate with intelligent life of the same rank?"
The dwarf prophet must be a dwarf scholar, To be precise, rich knowledge is a prerequisite for advanced prophets. Aiglow's divination and interpretation are at an apprentice level, but no one will doubt his knowledge.
"It is communicating with intelligent beings of the same rank and above...If Mr. Nightingale is not bragging, he is at least the seventh rank intelligent species." Aeglow said triumphantly.
"Master Nightingale must be a noble son of the Moon..." Angelis smiled sweetly and exclaimed: "The holy Moonlight Finger led Master Nightingale to meet us."
The Empress Your Majesty is choosing an heir, and after several decades, the new emperor will succeed. For the long-lived high elves, several decades have just been enough to complete the throne change. Mr. Nightingale appeared at this time. He is the son of the seventh rank of the Moon God. After receiving the blessing of the sun, he may be promoted to the legendary eighth rank great elf. He must be the spouse of the next generation queen...this generation queen Your Majesty's husband is also It's just the seventh rank big elf... Is it really the will of the Moon God?
Iruse thought a lot, but she was vaguely disturbed, frowned, looked thoughtfully toward the east of the forest, that is where they came from-the direction of Silver Eagle City.
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In the evening, Victor dragged two fresh deer hind legs back to the abandoned camp. The flying snowflakes could not fall on him. The elves and dwarves all gathered under an open canopy, looked at him with awe, and touched Victor's eyes, and immediately bowed their heads to show respect.
Victor felt that the atmosphere here was a little strange. He didn't know what happened before, but he walked under the other canopy indifferently. The floor is covered with a well-made wool carpet, on which there is a barbecue brazier with dry wood, and beside it are barbecue spices, fine salt, grease and a bucket of water.
These things were obviously prepared specially for Mr. Nightingale by the Silver Eagle scout.
Victor did not say hello to the Silver Eagle scout, untied the bow and arrow on his back, lit the firewood, and started each minding their own business with the Bone Blade to deal with the hind legs of the deer. He seldom cooks prey by himself, but the fire of the soul of the highest realm makes him very skilled in any manual work. With a unique rhythmic beauty, he quickly cuts the fat deer hind legs into a suitable thickness. The pieces of meat are skewered on the iron skewers for barbecue.
Perhaps because the spice of the elves is unique, Victor’s barbecue skills are not as magical as Caligula, and he is satisfied with the food. After finishing the ten skewers of roasted venison, Victor continued to cut the skewers and grill it. The attractive fragrance spread to the other side of the canopy, causing the dwarf guards to suck their mouths.
It is not easy to hunt in snowy days. Victor ran more than 300 kilometers before hunting a stag. No one of the Silver Eagle Scouts went out to hunt, they could only eat the dry food they carried, and watched Nightingale eagerly enjoying the roast venison alone.
After a while, a short halfling man ran from the elf side to Victor’s canopy holding a jar, cautiously said: “Mr. Nightingale, I’m Gourmet Kiki from Silver Eagle City, this It's the broth I made specially for you, and I want to offer it to you." Seeing that Nightingale didn't mean to refuse, Qiqi quickly opened the lid and presented the broth to him.
The soup in the clay pot is oily and fragrant. There is a stewed bird and a meat insect with the thickness of a thumb. The bird looked like a pigeon, but Victor recognized it as an Old Crow...
Never mind the crow soup, what does insect mean...Is the crow stewed with the insect soup, is it teasing me?
Of course, the pampered Golden Eye Count will not taste the crow insect soup, but the lonely Rogue Nightingale should not refuse the broth delivered to the door, whether it is a crow or an insect.
Victor imagined the crow as a dove, and the fleshy worm as a sea cucumber, and tasted a spoonful of warm soup in the middle grade looking forward to the halfling.
"It tastes good." Lord Nightingale commented lightly, thinking that the soup tastes really good.
...It should be said that it is very delicious.
The halfling Qiqi was already smiling, pointing to the meat in the clay pot, and said graciously: "Master Nightingale, you should try this Old Crow and this ice gourd worm. Oh, by the way, ice melon worms are also called ice maggots, and they are scavengers just like Old Crow."
X-3 hides the inner thoughts and manipulates the facial muscles finely to form a perfect With a smile, Victor showed eight neat white teeth to the halfling Gourmet: "Okay."