Three days later, in early December 2513 of the Empire calendar, year 350 of the Finnuba calendar, in the Spire of the Moon, the home of the high elves in the Kingdom of Ossouin.
Laing came out of the Spire of the Moon with his hands on his waist. He saw Tegris, the Great Magus of the White Tower of Hoss, and Bellannar, the Second Great Magus.
Tegris had a strange look on his face. He looked at Laing strangely, but the Great Magus had always been expressionless. He motioned for Laing to come out first.
Bellannar, on the other hand, was quite respectful to Laing. This was purely because he had witnessed Laing's strength with his own eyes.
Laing came out of the Spire of the Moon wearing a moon-white robe. He did not look very good and looked very tired. Tegris wanted to see what was going on in the Spire of the Moon, but the door of the palace was quickly closed by a small hand.
It seemed that Lilith was also very shy. She had not thought about how to face Tegris.
"Sir Tegris? Sir Bellannar, what's the matter? "Laing's back was aching. He could not help but recall the events of that night.
Lilith looked like a flirtatious girl, but when it really came down to it, she was surprisingly shy and refused to come out of the quilt. In the end, it was her good friend Sulia who persuaded her for a long time and dragged her out. Then, she took the initiative to have a "warm-up match" with Ryan to demonstrate. After that, everything was completed smoothly.
By the way, not long after that, Olica appeared out of nowhere and fought against Lu Bu. Laing tried his best to fight against his two wives and his personal maid, but in the end, he was still defeated. These three days, Laing lived a painful but happy life.
The Lady of the Lake was obviously willing to let Suria stay with her. The two sisters were willing to share Laing, but they did not like Olica joining in the fun. However, Olica used some method to make the Lady of the Lake not dare to say anything. It was very strange.
The Kingdom of Safray was really beautiful. In December, there was not much snow. On the contrary, the forest was as dense as the ocean. The mountains were green, and the sea of trees was blue. The rivers and lakes were covered by the light of the water. It was quiet and fresh. The natural scenery was simple and rough.
Laing thought that the scenery here could be developed into an independent sandbox adventure game. He had even thought of a name: Original God: Breath of the Wilderness.
The Kingdom of Safray was an important food-producing kingdom for the high elves. The farms near the White Tower of Horth could harvest eight to twelve times a year. Of course, this included the effect of magic. However, the blessed land created by the ancient sage allowed the high elves' productivity to completely surpass the entire era. The high-precision manors could really produce an average of 25000 to 35000 kilograms of food per hectare per year. They were real satellite farms without satellites.
In comparison, according to Laing's knowledge, the farms in the north of the Empire could only produce about 700 to 1200 kilograms per hectare per year. The farms in the south of the Empire were more productive. For example, the farms in Avey Hill could produce up to 2000 kilograms per hectare per year. The farms in Reek Hill could produce about 1500 kilograms per hectare (or 200 kilograms per mu).
There was no doubt that Brittany's land was the richest in the old world. Most of the plains could produce more than 1500 kilograms per hectare. There were also many fields that could produce up to 2000 kilograms per hectare. There were even some that could produce up to 3000 kilograms per hectare (such as the blessed fields near the Fairy Tower in the lake, or some of the best farms in other rich duchies that were directly controlled by the dukes).
The worst was the Kingdom of Kislöw. Due to the permafrost and alchemical pollution, the few farmable lands in the southernmost part of Kislöw could only produce 300 to 450 kilograms of food per hectare. Only the few lands blessed by the Ice Witches could produce 1500 kilograms per hectare.
There was a spectacular waterfall flowing down from the top of the Anuli Mountains. The thin waterfall rushed down from the top of the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain was a clear spring. Tegris and Bellanner gestured for Laing to come to a small pavilion in the spring.
"How do you feel?" Tegris finally spoke. He squinted at Laing and said, "You don't look too good, Laing."
"I'm a little tired." Laing's footsteps were a little light. He thought that the Goddess was more difficult to deal with than the female knight and the dark elf maid. "I'm fine. What's the matter?"
"Sit." The three of them came to a pavilion.
Next to the pavilion was a row of cherry trees. At this time, the cherry blossoms had already withered. Although Laing did not understand why the cherry blossoms in Ossouin would wither in early December, Ossouin could not be divided by the four seasons. This place seemed to have some kind of unique seasonal and climatic changes.
It was the power of the Great Whirlpool.
Ryan looked up at the falling cherry blossoms and watched the pink petals fall into the water. The Knight King suddenly recalled that three days ago, the cherry blossoms here were still in full bloom. When the breeze blew, there would be a shower of cherry blossoms. The cherry blossoms hung down like a pink waterfall. It was extremely poetic.
The cherry blossoms in his hometown had bloomed.
However, in just a few days, the cherry blossoms had already withered.
Life was fleeting, and people could never step into two identical rivers. Laing looked at the mountain spring sprinkled with cherry blossoms and closed his eyes. He had been in this world for more than forty years, and he had accomplished many things. However, many of them were still lacking. Some were changes in the situation, some were purely because he did not do a good job, and some were both.
But for now, he was satisfied with his results for the time being.
"Due to the invasion of Chaos a few days ago, the cherry blossoms here have been affected, but it won't be long before they bloom again." Bellannar the Wise saw Laing staring at the cherry blossoms by the river and thought that this human was indeed different from those vulgar and superficial humans in the alien settlements. He explained, "Just like Assur, we sometimes encounter setbacks, sometimes difficulties, and sometimes temporary loneliness. But we always believe that one day, we will restore the glory of the former Elven Empire."
"There must be light at the end of the Elysium. When the clouds and mist disperse, there is only the bright moon in the heart. Forty-five years of prosperity is just a dream, a glorious flower, and a cup of wine." Laing suddenly smiled. He suddenly had a new understanding of the language of cherry blossoms. "Only when we parted did I know that in this world, flowers are flowers, and people are people. Your Excellency Tegris, Your Excellency Bellannar, if there's anything, just say it."
Tegris sat down with the help of Lilith's Moon Staff. Seeing that Laing had come back to his senses, he said seriously, "Since you have married Lilith, from now on, you are mine!"
Laing: "???"
What does Tegris mean? Could it be that this guy is actually … Laing was speechless.
Bellannar the Wise looked at Laing's confused expression and realized that he had misunderstood. He simply explained, "Tegris means that since you have married Lilith, you should belong to the White Tower and the Council of Magisters. I'm sure you know about Lilith's favor to us and our support for her. There's no doubt about this, right?"
"Not at all." Laing heard this and nodded. He knew very well that he was a member of the White Tower and was personally recommended by Tegris. There was no doubt that even if he did not think so, everyone thought that he was Tegris' man. Laing knew this very well.
This was why Laing originally planned to take advantage of the situation, but after Lilith's appearance, Olica suggested to Laing, "The high elves will allow themselves to jump left and right, but they have very little tolerance for other races. Master, you have already given everyone the impression that you are Tegris' man, the greatest of the Tai brothers. It would be unwise to wait for the best price to sell yourself now."
Laing thought carefully and felt that Olica was right. He then handed the Dragon Horn to the Lake Fairy. Since there was no choice, he might as well be straightforward.
"There are a few things." Bellannal tidied up his archmage robe and took out a thick leather notebook. "First, do you need the help of the Magus Council? For example, answers to questions about magic, or help with magic?"
"No need for that. I have my own magic system, but I may need to import some magic books from the White Tower to fill my library." Laing nodded.
"That's not a problem. We can sell you a few complete sets of Eight Winds Magic Books at a discounted price." Bellannal then brought up the second point. "Since you have formed a strong alliance with us, it means that the Kingdom of Brittany has also formed a strong alliance with us. Is there a problem with that? If that's the case, I think we can further reduce the tariffs and strengthen our trade relationship. If we have any urgent needs, we can sell them to you. Also, we need to consider the possibility of cooperating in future battles. As for the embassy area and the establishment of an office, we can also prepare for that. "
It had to be said that Laing's battle at the White Tower of Horus had more or less impressed the archmages of the Magus Council. To be able to kill the Great Demon of Horus single-handedly, even the most arrogant Horus Magic Swordsman in the White Tower of Horus had nothing to say about his strength.
Laing did not have any objections to this. After a brief discussion, they came to an agreement.
"As for the third point, Laing, it seems like Big Brother doesn't want you and Lilith to honeymoon in the Safran Kingdom." Tegris continued, "Big Brother suggested to His Majesty Finnuba at the Phoenix King's Court yesterday that since the matter is over, he will lead his army to the Barren Islands to prepare for battle with his cousins. You should leave as soon as possible before the Dark Elves arrive. He has already asked the Phoenix King's Court to prepare a generous gift for you. Erm … He wants you to leave as soon as possible."
Tegris felt a little awkward and guilty at the mention of this matter. He was the one who brought Laing here, and he was aware of Laing's contributions. However, Tegris could not reject Laing's insistence.
Unlike Laing, Tegris felt guilty, but his expression was normal. Most of the time, Laing would have a guilty expression, but his heart would not waver.
Laing chuckled a few times. He looked at the waterfall and the flowing river, thinking that Laing's excuse was indeed good. If the High Elves and Dark Elves were to fight, they might be affected. The Enterprise and the Saint Sophia were out of ammunition, so it was better to leave as soon as possible. The Phoenix Mantra Scroll was in hand. Olica had already handed the Sun Fire Amulet to Fulgen. Fulgen would take the Sun Fire Amulet and the Phoenix Mantra Scroll to Lucia. With the help of the Slane Magic Toads, he would try to awaken Saint Giles and break the curse.
Therefore, even if Tegris and the others did not mention this matter, Laing was ready to leave. He had indeed been away from Brittany for a long time.
It was time to go back.
… I'm the section divider of 'Home' …
The Phoenix King's Court had prepared very generous gifts for Laing and the others.
Luxury goods alone included ivory, rhinoceros horns, tortoiseshell, gold and silver wares, gems, corals, crystals, pearls, agates, and glass products. Apart from that, there were hundreds of exquisite swords and 300 sets of high-quality Assur armor made by the elves, which showed the sincerity of the high elves. There were also some precious spices and condiments, such as ambergris, sandalwood, peppercorns, and so on.
Apart from that, the Phoenix King's Court gave each of Laing and Fulgen 10,000 high elven sovrin (also known as gold dragon coins) to express their gratitude to the humans for helping Ossouin. These 20,000 sovrin were equivalent to 500,000 gold crowns!
Pointy Ears was really rich!
Apart from that, Finnuba also specially met with Laing and had dinner together. Finnuba repeatedly expressed his friendliness to Laing and gave Laing a large number of gifts from his private vault, including many exquisite elven silks and fabrics, as well as Finnuba's personal documents and some analysis of the situation in the old world. Laing accepted it calmly and did not reject it.
Finnuba expressed his regret and hoped to spend more time with Laing. The Phoenix King felt that he regretted not having met the Knight King earlier.
Laing also enthusiastically expressed his hope that Finnuba would have the opportunity to visit Brittany and that he would definitely welcome him with open arms.
Finnuba was very tempted, but the Phoenix King regretfully told Laing that ever since Kaldor II's expedition to the old world during the Battle of the Long Beard and after Le-Ungulan of Brittany was beheaded and the Phoenix King's crown was taken away, state visits and royal expeditions had become almost impossible. In fact, after Kaldor II, no Phoenix King had ever left Ossouin while he was still on the throne.
"Tyrion and Tegris will not allow me to leave Ossouin." These were Finnuba's original words. The Phoenix King was both self-deprecating and unwilling to accept this fact. "But you know my situation. I really don't have the confidence to survive the assassination attempts of my cousin's assassins. I'm too weak. Even if I have never slacked off in training for hundreds of years, my strength will stop here."
"There will be a way," Laing could only comfort him.
After the meeting with Finnuba, the ironclad Saint Sophia and the high-tech escort fleet were ready to depart. Fulgen left a day earlier than Laing.
On the dock of Lothar, Laing said solemnly to Fulgen, "Brother, I'll leave the rest to you."
"The old world, I'll leave it to you." Fulgen also said to Laing, "The next time we meet will be then."
After these two sentences, the two original bodies stood in silence for a while. The journey had been set. They both had a premonition that after returning this time, the final moment would come. They would fight for the same goal, but they would take different paths.
Fulgen would be in Lucia, and Laing would be in the old world.
"When will we meet again?" Laing squeezed out a smile.
"If it doesn't go well, we will never meet again." Fulgen made a bad joke. "I won't let Father down a second time. I'm serious."
All good things must come to an end, and the original bodies would eventually part ways.
Laing smiled.
Yes, if it failed, they would never meet again.
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