Aralos felt good about himself recently.
As the Lord of the Tarsyn Forest, which meant that he was half a master of the King Forest, Araloth was not only a publicly recognized hero of the wood elves, he was also the Chosen Champion of the Wood Elf Queen, Aleil. Not only did his reputation spread throughout the entire Asoloren Forest, it had even spread throughout the Old World and the High Elves' route to the New World.
It had been a long time since the High Elves had sent an envoy to negotiate with the Wood Elves. The Queen of the Forest, Aleil, appointed Aralos as the envoy and told Aralos to treat the guests with hospitality. Aralos was allowed to tour Azeroth and sign any treaties or agreements. If the High Elves had any thoughts of unifying the Elves, Aralos would be responsible for driving them out of Azeroth.
Aralos did as he was told. The envoy sent by the Phoenix King Finnuba led a large group of more than a hundred envoys to the King's Forest. They found that they were warmly received. These compatriots who had been separated for thousands of years entertained their relatives who came from afar with good food and drinks. Then, they told Finnuba's envoy in a friendly manner, "Dear relatives, eat some vegetables and meat. This is the best venison in Isolorin."
"Thank you, it's delicious. By the way, respected Sir Aralos, we would like to meet the King of the Forest, Ao Laing, and Queen Aleil …"
"Guests from Ossouin, come and try the fruit wine brewed by Aisley."
"Thank you, Sir Aralos. About the defense alliance and trade agreement we talked about before …"
"Envoys from the Phoenix King Finnuba, have you tried the wine from Brittany? We had a hard time importing it from next door. Do you want to try it? This is a rare opportunity! "
"That …"
"Dear Elves, we will take you to visit the Eternal Night Forest tomorrow. Have a good rest!"
Just like that, the High Elves came full of expectations and left with stomachs full of frustration.
Aralos successfully completed his mission and was rewarded by Ao Laing and Aleil. The King of the Forest gave him an arrow filled with the power of Kunos, and Queen Aleil gave him the power of Yisha. Aralos firmly grasped this opportunity and succeeded in reaching the Holy Domain in one go!
At this time, Aralos was only three hundred years old, which was very young for the Wood Elves (most Wood Elves could live for two to three thousand years). His personal reputation reached the peak after successfully reaching the Holy Domain!
What excited Aralos the most was the appearance of the Goddess of the Moon, Lilith. On a full moon night, the Goddess of the Moon appeared under the oak tree of the Era of the King Forest. The illusion of the Goddess bathed in the moonlight and the essence of the forest. She acknowledged Aralos' contribution and then personally gave Aralos a beautiful helmet.
This helmet was a typical Wood Elf Eagle Horn Helmet. What was special was that the Eagle Horn Helmet was green all over, a mix of emerald and dark green. The surface of the Eagle Horn Helmet was covered in green leaves, and it contained a powerful life force that constantly emitted a dazzling green light. Aralos really loved this helmet, so he immediately put it on after receiving it. Aside from eating and sleeping, Aralos would always wear this helmet, rarely taking it off.
Therefore, Ryan looked down from the second floor and saw Aralos. The green light above his head was so dazzling and eye-catching. From the moment he appeared, the green light directly illuminated the interior of the bar. Looking at Aralos's expression, he seemed to be quite proud of himself.
This helmet was given to me by Lilith!
Laing could not help but snicker. He covered his mouth hard and tried to keep his laughter down. But as soon as he saw Aralos' helmet, Laing's body trembled and his face turned red. It took him a few minutes to suppress his laughter.
"Isn't that the hero of the Wood Elves, Aralos? What's so funny? " Morgiana did not understand why Laing kept laughing. She covered Laing's mouth with her hand and complained, "Okay, stop laughing. Dinner is over. Shall we go back to the room?"
"Wait, there's no hurry." Laing held Morgiana in his arms. Of course, he knew what Morgiana was planning to do. Duke Muxilon held the Lake Goddess in his arms and approached the window of the box. He secretly looked at Aralos and the two Lost Travelers behind him and said, "The Wood Elves will not appear here for no reason. Aralos must have something to do."
Morgiana nodded silently. Because of the betrayal, Morgiana hated the Wood Elves. But she knew what to do. In the battle to recover Muxilon, due to the timely reinforcements of the Wood Elves, her impression of the Wood Elves had changed.
Many people imagined the Wood Elves to be a group of nerds who could not leave the forest for thousands of years and be absolute isolationists in the forest forever. In fact, this was only half true. The Wood Elves did not leave the forest often, but they were not absolute nerds. These forest autistic people knew that if they wanted to enjoy peace, they must always be in control of the changes in the external environment. Many Wood Elves would leave the forest to go to the outside world, either to establish observation stations, become mercenaries for humans, or even open shops. Their purpose was to collect information from the outside world and then send it to the Elven Supreme Council to evaluate the current diplomatic and war strategies and make constant adjustments.
Therefore, when Laing came to Brittany, the Wood Elves were the first to know and evaluate his situation. In the end, they chose Laing as the only trading partner of the Wood Elves outside the forest.
Laing felt that Aralos might have some purpose for appearing here, so he decided to wait and see.
But when Duke Muxilon saw Aralos' glowing green helmet, he almost could not help but laugh.
This helmet was indeed made by the Lady of the Lake. It was originally intended for Laing, but the Lady of the Lake saw that Laing never wore a helmet and thought that he did not have a good one, so she commissioned the God of Elven Forging, Val, to make a new one for Laing.
As for the green helmet, it was originally arranged because in this world, green helmets had nothing to do with malice. In this world, green represented safety, a trend of improvement, environmental protection, and harmony.
This was a difference in culture, but Laing still could not accept it. At that time, he told the Lady of the Lake that he did not wear a helmet, especially a green one. She did not need to give it to him, just give it to Aralos.
The Lady of the Lake was a little angry. This was a gift she had intended to give to her boyfriend. What was the meaning of giving it to Aralos? Laing had the same idea as Tegris. In order to win over Aralos, it did not matter even if she had to sell her body?
Laing could only explain to the Lady of the Lake about the "green hat" and his culture in detail.
After hearing this, the Lady of the Lake laughed until she could not straighten her back. She said that most of the Wood Elves' Woodland Lords wore green helmets. According to what he said, wouldn't everyone be cuckolded?
Laing said, "I can't accept it. Anyway, I never wear a helmet. Give this green helmet to Aralos."
Aralos was ecstatic to receive the gift from the Lady of the Lake. He felt that the Lady of the Lake valued him and loved him. The power brought by the helmet greatly strengthened Aralos' confidence and played a decisive role in his breakthrough to the sacred realm.
After the Wood Elf hero entered the bar, he drank and ate with the two Lost Men. The waiter took a long time to prepare the roasted bear paw and served it. Aralos discussed something with the two Lost Men while eating. As his voice was very low, Laing could not hear it clearly. "Damn it, if only I knew what Aralos is doing here."
"You … want Aralos to participate in the Eight Peaks Mountain expedition?" Morgiana raised her head from Laing's arms. She understood Laing's thoughts.
"If it's possible, why not?" Laing shrugged naturally. "The arrows of the Wood Elves play a very important role in suppressing the number and attack of the Green Dwarfs. It would be best if Aralos and the Taras Eagle Guard led by him could join the expedition."
"… You decide for yourself." Morgiana did not want Laing to start preparing for a great expedition after he had come back to live for a year or two. The Lady of the Lake could not say anything to stop him. Her identity also determined that she could not leave the Brittany. "Besides Aralos, who else do you want to bring?"
"I plan to bring me, King Belegar, Veronica, Orica, and Aralos." Laing lowered his head and thought for a moment. "Teresa is a sorceress of the ice element. Her magic is not suitable for the Evil Lands. In this case, besides King Belegar, we have four sacred powerhouses. We should be able to cope with the complicated situation of the Eight Peaks Mountain."
"If you want to invite Aralos, then go down now and get it done quickly." Morgiana's tone was not very pleasant. "If you are not in such a hurry, then let's go back to the room."
"Aisley and his eccentric fellows, if I were to ask them directly, there's a high chance that I'd be rejected." Laing shook his head. He thought for a moment and said, "I have to think of a way to let the wood elves take the initiative to ask to join the expedition."
"Then let's go back to the room." Morgiana was waiting for this. She whispered, "You can do whatever you want. Laing, I promise you, okay?"
"Okay, let's go back to the room." Laing did not think much. He pulled Morgiana up and stood up. The Lady of the Lake reached out to tidy her skirt and smoothen the wrinkles on her nude stockings. Then, she followed Laing out of the room.
… I am the dividing line to the room …
After Laing returned to his territory, time passed quickly. He first spent a few days with Morgiana. Then, he began to prepare for the award ceremony before the Winter Veil. His son, Devenshire, was already one and a half years old. The little boy was growing very fast recently. Laing also spent a lot of time teaching him how to use his psionic abilities.
Finally, there was the casting of the magic crystal cannons brought by the Garland Council. The first magic crystal cannon, "Morgiana's New Toy," was made by the dwarven workshop on the banks of the Shinon River. It had already been installed on the city walls of Muxilon.
During this period, the dwarven workshop went all out and produced the second and third magic crystal cannons. The two magic crystal cannons were named "Lady of the Lake's Judgment" and "Laing's Hammer."
After the production of the three cannons was completed, the production of the cannons came to a temporary halt. The dwarven engineer, Dugan Tiehan, told Laing that the production of the three cannons had taken up too much of the dwarven workshop's production capacity. Everything else was in line. Furthermore, the magic crystal cannons required enough raw materials. At present, all the raw materials had been used up. There were only a few scraps left. Dugan Tiehan produced ten Dwarven Vengeance Guns, which were runic shotguns. They could fire two shots in a row and had amazing close-range power.
"Can't we import the raw materials?" Laing asked Dugan.
"Hey, Brother Laing, the raw materials we used before were obtained from the Black Stone Stronghold's castle, the Eternal Sovereign Longyan, as well as the Sacred Warlock who sent them over. This kind of ore, which contains magic wind, doesn't exist in Brittany." Dugan Tiehan told Laing about the difficulties in this regard. "The mines in the Grey Mountain Range and the Black Mountain Range have been mined out for thousands of years. If you want this special ore, perhaps you can only go to the Troll Country in the north, or even the Noska Mountain Range or the Roof of the World Mountain Range. Or … you can write a letter to the Sacred Warlock and ask if she has any more of this material."
The Sacred Warlock, Aurora, was it? Laing hesitated when he heard this. He already owed Aurora a favour, and as one of the elders of the Marvel Blue Council, she had always been extremely shrewd. If Laing asked her for help now, he would definitely have to pay her back many times over in the future.
As for the Noska Mountain Range, they never lacked this kind of ore. Because of the wind of chaos that blew from the extreme north, a mine that would normally take hundreds of thousands or even millions of years to form was simplified into a new vein of ore that could be formed in just a few decades. It was truly inexhaustible. Many of the ore veins were open, and were rarely mined.
The Noska people would occasionally use these ores to trade with the Nords or Marlinburg people. Unfortunately, most of the time, neither side intended to resolve the issue through peaceful means.
"Is there no other way?" Laing asked.
"Hmm … Perhaps we can go to Karak Norn, which is the dwarven stronghold of Copper Mountain Fort. We can try our luck and form an expedition team or something." Dugan sighed softly, "Karak Norn's dwarven stronghold isn't like Karak Breezy Castle. Many of the strongholds there have been abandoned for a long time, and only a few hundred dwarves are still holding on. We haven't been in contact with them for a long time."
"Hmm … How about this, you try to contact the dwarven clans of Copper Mountain Fort. I'll write a letter to Lady Aurora and ask if she has any more raw materials." Laing thought for a moment and made a decision, "Let's split up."
"Oh, got it." Dugan didn't think too much and immediately agreed.
In this way, Laing's handwritten letter was sent from Brittany to Sky Fortress at the edge of the Roof of the World Mountains. An apprentice delivered it to Sorceress Teresa who was in a meeting at Sky Fortress.
"Mother, Laing sent us a letter!"
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