"Stop!" A clear voice came from the darkness, and the voice became hesitant. "You are … a human?"
Han Jin stopped and said softly, "Is the great elf Lydia here? Inform her that an old friend is looking for her. "
It was already the latter half of the night, and the orc army was still chasing after the elves, so the distance between the two camps was only about sixty miles. However, Han Jin spent a lot of time convincing Lionel, and he did not waste any time at all. He immediately rushed over after bidding farewell to Lionel.
"Who are you?" A dozen or so elves emerged from the shadows formed by the vines in front of them, and the elf in the lead asked.
"You don't need to know who I am, Lydia will know."
"You think anyone can see Lady Lydia just because they want to?!" The elf felt that Han Jin was being too arrogant, and was a little displeased.
At this moment, another elf came over and whispered something into the leader's ear. The leader's expression changed, and his tone changed as well. Before Han Jin could answer, he said hurriedly, "Please wait here for a moment, I will inform Lady Lydia immediately."
"Okay, thank you." Han Jin nodded.
The leader led half of the elves and hurriedly left, leaving the remaining six or seven elves at a loss. They had already figured out the identity of the human in front of them, and while they were fearful, they also had some expectations, hoping that this human lord would bring them good news. Through Julia and Constance's preaching, word had spread from one to ten, and ten to a hundred, and by now, many elves knew that Han Jin was kind to the elves.
Not long after, Lydia strode out from the camp, and the elves who went back to report were all behind her. Seeing Han Jin from afar, Lydia did not look surprised, and only smiled. "What is so important that you have to come here personally? Where is Constance? Didn't she come back with you? "
"I'm here to talk to you about the release of the elven prisoners of war," Han Jin replied slowly, and then looked around.
"You can all leave." Lydia understood and turned her head to give the order. She then turned her eyes back to Han Jin and asked in a low voice, "Who exactly are you …"
"There is something I need to talk to Gobbins about."
"Haha …" After hearing Han Jin's words, Lydia could not help but laugh. "In fact, he has always wanted to see you. Come with me, to avoid alerting the senate, we can only go in quietly. I hope you don't mind."
"It's okay." Han Jin looked indifferent, but when Lydia walked in front of him, he looked at Lydia's back. There was no other reason. Lydia didn't seem to be on guard against him. He didn't understand where this trust came from.
Because of the sky, the camp was very quiet, and only a few elves could be seen hurriedly walking past. The stress of war was obvious on their faces, and there was almost no smile. This was easy to understand. Only the victors had the right to smile. Compared to the scene when they attacked the Beitman, this was a stark contrast.
The journey was a little longer, and Lydia seemed to have purposely taken a detour, either to avoid something or to buy time for someone. After walking for about half an hour, she stopped and pointed at the tent in front of her. "There. He hasn't rested yet. These days … he's been like this." Lydia's expression was a little melancholy.
"Don't … need to inform him?" Han Jin saw Lydia walking over and was about to lift the curtain.
"No need. Don't be polite with this guy. The more polite you are, the more he will look down on you." Lydia smiled.
"Lydia, who are you talking bad about me to again?" A voice came from inside.
"Come in." Lydia shook her head, lifted the curtain, and walked in.
Han Jin had no choice but to follow the host into the tent. At first glance, he saw a big man with a full beard sitting on a tree stump. His gaze only lingered on the big man for a moment before looking elsewhere. He was looking for Gobbins, but the tent was very small. It took him at most a second to look around. Other than the big man, there was no one else in the tent. Han Jin couldn't help but look back. It was only then that he noticed the big man had a pair of pointy ears. He was stunned. "You're … Gobbins?"
Han Jin usually wouldn't make the mistake of judging a person by their appearance. The problem was that Gobbins was Sunier's biological brother. Besides, Gao Bin was also a handsome man. Although he wasn't as handsome as Prudence, he was still very famous. The elves were very good at dressing up. He had seen tens of thousands of elves, but he had never seen an elf with a beard. The elves in the captive camp were poor enough that they didn't even have basic freedom, but their chins were still smooth. He couldn't accept Gobbins' appearance.
"You are …" Gobbins was also a little surprised. He didn't expect Lydia to bring a human here. "Raphael?"
"It's me."
"It's me."
Han Jin and Gobbins replied in unison. Lydia smiled and carefully brushed another stump. "Sit down. You two sit and talk."
Han Jin didn't refuse. He walked over and slowly sat down on the stump. The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward. It was an indescribable feeling.
In terms of status, one was the lord of the Holy Crown City, and the other was the military commander of the elves. When they sat together, the topic must be formal and serious. Moreover, Gobbins was very good at talking. He scolded a group of elders and even Updura left with hatred, which was enough to prove his power. Gobbins had also thought about what to talk about when he met Han Jin. However, when he really saw Han Jin, he suddenly became silent.
Han Jin came prepared, but he was keenly aware of Gobbins' abnormality. The reason for this abnormality was self-evident. Therefore, he also felt a little embarrassed. If Gobbins chatted with him about something else or went straight to the point, he could handle it easily. But now, he didn't know what to say.
One was Sunier's brother, and the other was the man that Sunier was willing to entrust her life to. The two strangers should have become real relatives under the bond of Sunier! But because of various reasons, they didn't know how to define themselves and each other.
If they only talked about important things, it would hurt the vague affection between them. Talking about personal things? Han Jin and Gobbins both had a guilty conscience. From Han Jin's point of view, Sunier was completely innocent. How could he recognize her as his family? From Gobbins' point of view, the elves first occupied Han Jin 'territory, and then created a fake Sunier to lure Han Jin into a dead end. They had done everything thoroughly. Now that the elves were facing a crisis, he wanted to build a relationship with Han Jin? That was too shameless!
"Gobbins, what's wrong with you?" Lydia felt strange. "Why … why aren't you talking?"
"Haha …" Gobbins smiled and touched his chin. "Do you drink?"
Han Jin didn't expect Gobbins to ask such a question. He was stunned and nodded. "Yes."
"Good, good!" Gobbins said with force.
"Gobbins, what do you mean? Those who don't drink are not good people? " Lydia laughed. Out of the two elves in the tent, Lydia was the most relaxed. "Does that mean that the higher the alcohol tolerance, the better the person?"
"I didn't say that." Gobbins didn't know Han Jin's alcohol tolerance, so of course, he wanted to avoid anything that would make Han Jin uncomfortable. He turned around and looked around. His tent was very simple and there was no wine at all. He could only say to Lydia, "Lydia, help me get some wine."
"Alright, I'll leave you to it." Lydia smiled and walked out of the tent.
About ten minutes later, Lydia came back with a tray of wine. She listened outside the tent for a while and was surprised to see that no one was talking. She quickly opened the tent curtain and saw Han Jin and Gobbins still sitting opposite each other on the tree stump.
"What are you two doing?" Lydia asked.
"Nothing." Gobbins laughed dryly. "We're waiting for you to bring the wine …"
"Have you two become mimosas?" Lydia didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She put down the tray heavily. "Can't you talk without wine?!"
Gao Bin coughed a few times, pretending that he hadn't heard Lydia's words. He put down the glass and picked up the jug. But when he had just poured a little for Han Jin, he hurriedly picked up the jug and said discontentedly, "I don't want this wine!"
"God … I don't know how you got that bad habit! We don't have the kind of bad wine you like! " Lydia said helplessly. "Besides, Raphael is a guest. Do you think he'll be like you?" In 'work', she was Gobbins assistant and would definitely cooperate with Gobbins. But in real life, they were friends who could talk about anything, so her tone was very natural and not polite.
"What do you know? Wine must be strong enough. After drinking a mouthful, you can feel a flame spurting out from your chest. That's how it tastes. "Gobbins laughed." Raphael, don't you think so? "
"I'm not picky. Any kind of wine is fine." Han Jin smiled.
Gao Bin became a mute again, while Lydia giggled. Logically speaking, Lydia was ugly with half of her face destroyed, but when she giggled, she exuded a kind of feminine charm, which made Han Jin lose himself in her beauty.
"The point is, who am I drinking with?" Han Jin continued faintly, "When I'm with some people, even if there's a hundred-year-old wine in front of me, it won't arouse my interest. But when I'm with some people, even if I'm drinking water, it will still make me feel strong."
Gobbins was pouring wine for Han Jin. He suddenly stopped and slowly raised his head. "Interesting … So, do I belong to the former or the latter?"
"If you were the former, I wouldn't have come. Even if I came, I wouldn't have come looking for you."
Gao Bin laughed loudly. His laughter was wild and hearty. Then, he filled his cup to the brim and drained it in one gulp. Then, he said seriously, "Let's talk business!"
"Okay." Han Jin also raised his glass and drank it. He let out a long sigh of relief. It could even be said that he was relieved of a heavy burden. They finally talked about business. This half an hour was really hard to bear. Moreover, he was very anxious. According to Rhinel's information, the beastmen's reinforcements would arrive at Wild Willow City tomorrow, no, at dusk today. He had to rush over, so he had to negotiate with Gobbins as soon as possible.
"I say, brother …" Gobbins suddenly stopped. He deliberately took the opportunity to observe Han Jin's expression. He saw Han Jin's eyelids suddenly twitch. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. But he quickly adjusted his emotions and smiled. "Lord Raphael, please don't mind me. Because I've been in the human world for too long, I've been infected with some habits. If this title is offensive …"
"No." Han Jin's tone was a little strained. "I like it. At least it makes me feel … very comfortable."
"It's good that you don't mind." Gobbins stared at the glass in his hand. No one knew what he was thinking. Then he laughed. "I'm older than you, so …"
"Then I'll call you big brother," Han Jin said softly.
Gobbins was completely stunned this time. He stared at Han Jin without blinking. Lydia also faintly understood what this "big brother" meant. Although Gobbins' age was for this purpose, Han Jin rushed to agree. This was enough to prove his sincerity and goodwill.
"Okay …" After a while, Gobbins took a deep breath and smiled. "Then I won't be unreasonable. Brother, when can you help me? To be honest, I can't hold on much longer. "
"Can't hold on much longer? It doesn't seem that serious, right? "Han Jin wanted to laugh. He didn't expect Gobbins to be so straightforward. Gobbins was the current military commander of the elves. Even if he wanted to prove his ability, he had to use some ambiguous words so that others wouldn't mistakenly think that he was too incompetent.
"The situation seems to be okay now, but because Forza's ambition is too big. He wants to eat all the elves in one go. When he finds out that this wish is unrealistic …" Gobbins paused. "The day Forza changes his plan is the day I can't hold on anymore."
"Forza is nothing," Han Jin said slowly. "The reason why I haven't moved is because of you."
"Us?" Gobbins asked seriously.
"I can stretch out my hand, but I want to know whose hand I will hold. You, or Ampudula?"
"What if it's Ampudula?" Gobbins asked softly.
"You shouldn't ask, because you know what I will do." Han Jin smiled. "The main problem of the elves is still within you. If this problem can't be solved, I can't trust you. Half a year ago, you suddenly invaded my territory without any reason. How do I know that there won't be a second time?!"
"As long as I'm alive, there will never be a second time!" Gobbins said firmly.
"You can use this reason to convince me, but you can't convince my army and generals," Han Jin said slowly. "And your promise itself has changed. You're still alive? What if you can't defeat them? "
"I know what you mean. I've thought about it …" Gobbins tone became difficult, and then he said very seriously, "But I can't do that, I really can't!"
"I know you can't, so let me help you."
"You want to deal with Ampudula and Prudence?" Gobbins was stunned.
"No, that won't be good for our cooperation." Han Jin shook his head. "Right now, Ampudula's prestige has been greatly damaged. They can only rely on others' sympathy to protect their position. Prudence's situation is even worse. He has been stripped of all his commanding power. What do you think they need the most?"
"You mean …"
"A victory, a glorious victory that will allow them to become arrogant again." Han Jin smiled. "I'm here today to discuss with you how to give this victory to them."
Gobbins was silent for a long time. Then he said word by word, "What do you want to do?"
Han Jin slowly explained while Gobbins and Lydia listened attentively. After about 20 minutes, Han Jin explained everything that Gobbins should do in detail. He knew that some things couldn't be hidden from Gobbins, so he was very honest. Gobbins and Lydia's expressions kept changing. They remained silent until Han Jin finished.
"You … thought of this yourself?" Gobbins whispered.
"Yes." Han Jin smiled. "You should understand my sincerity now. If this leaks out, I'll be in a very bad situation."
"I agree with your plan!" Lydia suddenly said.
Gobbins couldn't help but raise his head and look at Lydia with an amused gaze.
"What are you looking at?!" Lydia rolled her eyes at Gobbins. "Even if you object, I'll still follow Raphael's plan!"
"Lydia, in your eyes, am I the kind of silly boy who doesn't dare to do anything?" Gobbins asked helplessly.
"I've already suggested it many times. Have you done it?"
"Please … You're asking me to attack the Senate!" Gobbins slapped his forehead.
"Have you done it?!" Lydia asked again. After saying that, she realized that she was acting like a spoiled child and her face turned red.
"You're still as annoying as before." Gobbins sighed.
"In a few days, I'll send someone to contact you. By the way … Will my visit today alert Ampul and Dura?" Han Jin asked.
"I can assure you that they won't know anything." Lydia said.
"Alright." Han Jin nodded. "I have one more thing. Do you have any way for me to blend into the elves without being discovered?"
"It's easy to fool the elves, but difficult to fool the Tree of Life." Gobbins smiled. "It's okay, Lydia. Just pluck a Treeheart Crown from the heads of your guards and send it over. Hmm … What do you want it for?"
"Of course I have something to do." Han Jin didn't want to answer.
Gobbins shrugged. "By the way, Raphael, I also have something to ask you. I heard that Hazel has joined you after you defeated Zagunéd. How is she now? Is she doing well? "
"Who told you that Hazel has joined me?" Han Jin didn't think that the news was important, and he didn't see Lydia desperately winking at him. "She's dead, and she died a horrible death …"
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