Amelan Elven Kingdom.
It was the most powerful Elven Kingdom in the Mystic Land.
The Elven Kingdom claimed that it had inherited the Elven Empire, and that it was the rightful ruler of the Mystic Land. That was both true and false, because all five Elven Kingdoms claimed to be the rightful ruler of the Mystic Land.
In fact, of the five existing Elven Kingdoms, apart from one that had changed, the royal bloodline of the other four Elven Kingdoms did indeed originate from the Elven Empire's imperial bloodline. The Elven Kingdom's Divine Artifacts were proof that the Elven Empire ruled the world.
However, the Elven Empire's collapse was slightly different from the Dwarf Empire's. The Silverbeard Dwarves were betrayed by other races, and the Dwarf Royal Family thought highly of themselves. They packed up their belongings and ran away, which led to the Dwarf Empire's collapse.
The Elven Empire's situation could be described simply as "brothers splitting up." Everyone wanted to be the leader, but no one was willing to submit, so they simply split up. Because of this, the Elves no longer had the greatest power, and the other races took advantage of this and broke away from the Elven Empire's control. The Elven Empire was no longer an Empire.
Then, the Elves' underlings wanted to become the masters, and the Elves couldn't stand it, so they started years of war. Although not all of the Elven Kingdoms were the main characters of the war, in the end, only five Elven Kingdoms were left. The Elven Kingdom's arrogance and the greed of outsiders made the Elven Kingdom's national policy tend to be closed to protect their own people.
However, the Amelan Elven Kingdom was more open than the other Elven Kingdoms.
In the Mystic Land, apart from the Elven Kingdom, there were many other Elven Kingdoms that chose to close their countries. However, it didn't mean that the Elven Kingdom was completely cut off from the outside world. After all, some goods couldn't be produced in the Elven Kingdom, and had to be imported from other countries. Without these things, it would cause trouble for certain people with power, such as mages and nobles, so they had to trade with outsiders.
Because of this, the Elven Kingdom's foreign trade was to trade with specific people in specific places. Basically, foreign trade was controlled by the Elven Kingdom's national policy.
However, the Amelan Kingdom allowed foreign merchants to enter, and these merchants could choose their own trading partners. Compared to the other elven kingdoms, their attitude towards travelers was also much more relaxed. However, for the adventurers and mercenaries who traveled everywhere, the Elven Kingdom's entry permit system, as well as the possible inspection within the borders of the kingdom, would be rather troublesome and inconvenient.
At the very least, for someone who wanted to obtain legal status in the Amelan Elven Kingdom, the wait at the border was somewhat frustrating.
Lin, who was wearing a black Black Tortoise Robe, sat alone outside the border checkpoint. He looked at the long line of human dragons with a face full of impatience. Although he had a net worth of hundreds of thousands in less than a minute, he still had a lot of things to do. It was not the time to leisurely queue up. But … so what?
If you don't want to cause trouble, you have to follow the rules. Even though this wasn't the most efficient way for him to do it, but if he were to consider it as a whole, it would take up a little more of everyone's time in exchange for a more efficient result. In that case, it was not difficult to understand how these people in power would choose.
Although Lin was waiting in line obediently, he didn't consider how conspicuous he was in the ordinary crowd. An official mage and the uniqueness of the Black Tortoise Robe were things that the knowledgeable adventurers and guards of the merchant caravans couldn't ignore. In particular, his appearance was so skinny that he looked like a skeleton. It was hard to explain why he was mistaken for a necromancer.
As expected, Lin, who was waiting in line obediently, was invited to another quiet room by a small group of elven warriors to wait.
Although there were no windows in the room, and there was only one door that was guarded outside, there were seats in the room. Lin sat down with a clear conscience and waited for the Amelan Kingdom's official at the border.
As for the slight magic fluctuation, it was probably a long-range surveillance spell similar to the Arcane Eye. Lin ignored this level of surveillance. He opened the Water Mirror screen and continued his unfinished algorithm design homework. As long as it had something to do with the World Tree, nothing was simple. It was the same for the algorithm for the World Tree. There were too many special cases that had to be dealt with in order for it to work smoothly.
He didn't have to wait long, and he had only typed two lines of code when an elf in a magic robe who seemed to be of high status came into the room with two warriors and sat down face to face with Lin. As for the other two, they stood behind the elf as if they were generals.
The elf was quite polite. After bowing, he took out a pen and paper and asked, "Mr. Mage, may I know your name?"
"Gablash Tripwood, Mage." That's the rank of a magician. "Lin pointed at the golden tassel on his chest.
Upon hearing this name, the elf in front of him felt that it sounded familiar. He asked, "The inventor of the browser?"
Lin smiled and said, "That's me."
It wasn't a scene of a celebrity meeting a fan, nor did it surprise the elf. He was simply recording the data that he asked for. He continued asking, "May I know your destination in the kingdom?"
"I'm here to send a letter of credence to the king of the Amelan Kingdom, Ridan III."
Perhaps thousands of years ago, the elves had separated because of the filth between brothers, but things were different now. In order to resist the various invasions from human beings, the elven kingdoms were very close to each other now. Therefore, a letter of credence from Amelan Kingdom was more useful than anyone's letter of introduction.
However, not everybody would be treated with courtesy when they claimed that they were here to deliver a letter of credence. At the very least, Lin received three suspicious looks when he delivered such a thing as a human. The elf in the lead said respectfully, "I'm sorry, sir, but it's not normal for a human to be a messenger in the kingdom. Do you have any proof? Or can you let us pay a visit to Feng Jian? "
Lin took out a small silk package from his pocket. After opening it, he took out a letter from it.
The letter was made of a special kind of papyrus that was resistant to water and fire. However, after a special potion was poured on it, or a certain spell was activated, the letter would melt in the blink of an eye. It was a unique way for elves to send messages. Because it was for the royal family, there were faint royal patterns on the letter, and a light, elegant fragrance could be smelled.
The wax on the letter was a kind of sealing wax mixed with Perkin, which was a magic material. The formula of the sealing wax was different for every elven family, and the sense of authority it emitted was not the same. It could be said that it was a very special way to distinguish between families. If the letter wasn't opened with the elves' special method, the magic on the wax would also destroy the letter to protect the secret in the letter.
As for the mark on the wax, it could be regarded as a very common way of identification. The seal on the letter that Lin brought was a cross of mimosa, surrounded by a circle of elven runes. The content was translated into modern language as "Inherited until now, the Golden Seal of Heavenly Providence." The Golden Seal was a divine artifact passed down from the former empire in the Amelan Kingdom of Pai Haimei.
As soon as he saw the letter, the elven official on the other side was somewhat convinced. This thing wasn't so easy to copy.
He took the letter respectfully, turned it over, and confirmed the mark on the wax. From time to time, he whispered to the warrior behind him in the elven language, "Is this real?" "It should be real. I saw the seal on Pai Haimei when I was young, and it is indeed like this. "" I don't know what the content is. "" Don't worry about things that don't belong to us! "" But why did a human send the letter? Did he steal the letter? Does he have other intentions? "
The three elves chattered. Lin pretended that he didn't understand the elven language and just sat across from them, smiling foolishly. Even though the three people opposite him had many doubts, they didn't dare to open the letter and read the content.
Not to mention whether they would see any secrets that they shouldn't, it had nothing to do with whether they knew how to open letters. If this letter was a trap and magic was activated the moment it was opened, it would hit their faces, and they didn't want to be scapegoats. After it was sent back to the country, there would naturally be specialized people to check for such traps. Their mission at the border was only to verify the authenticity of the letter.
Seeing that they couldn't find anything suspicious in this letter, the elven official turned to ask someone, "I'm sorry, Mr. Mage. Although we can confirm that this letter should be real, it is too inconceivable for the kingdom to use a human as a messenger. Do you have any other proof that you are indeed Pai Haimei's messenger? "
Faced with such a request, Lin felt a little helpless. Just because he didn't look beautiful and didn't have pointed ears, he should be questioned. But considering that he wanted to be polite before resorting to force, he couldn't fall out with them here. Thinking of his other identity, Lin didn't know if it would be useful, but he still showed his back and said, "I'm still a member of the Turtledove Alliance, can this prove it?"
On the back of the mage's cape, in addition to the three-headed monkey totem representing Cuipwood, there was also an additional three-feathered bird totem with golden thread embroidered with blue eyes. It represented someone's identity as a core member of the Turtledove Alliance, different from the black and colorless three-feathered bird totem of ordinary members. It was just that the height of this core member was as high as the high priest himself, and this was the part that outsiders didn't know.
The identity as a core member of the Turtledove Alliance could explain the unusual relationship between a certain person and the elves, but at least he was appreciated by a certain high priest of the Turtledove Alliance. At the same time, it was also proof of trust. But the elven official couldn't help but frown and murmur in a low voice, "The Turtledove Alliance."
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