"Did you decide?" King Testil looked at the clouds below the boardroom platform with his hands behind his back, and there was no joy or anger on his calm face. Since the Moon Elf Tribe's migration message came out, the elf king would occasionally climb to the boardroom on the top floor of the castle and think alone at the floating clouds.

"Yes, Father! The prince of the Sun Elf can travel thousands of miles to retrace the ancient road without fear of hardships. I am just on a mission to the Anker Forest hundreds of miles away, so what's there to worry about!" Curris Green Leaf lowered his head respectfully, but his tone seemed firm, and he obviously had made up his mind.

"I am not my parents who are reluctant to let go of the eagle, so that you, as an envoy, can show sincerity to the Anker Forest. But one thing is that you must understand that once you become an envoy, no matter what happens, you must give priority to the safety of the envoy." King Testir turned around and glanced at the prince indifferently.

"Yes!" Prince Cures' expression stopped, and then asked happily, "Father, when will we set out?"

"Let's go tomorrow, let's get ready!" King Testil said lightly.

"Tomorrow?" Curris was slightly stunned and asked in confusion, "Didn't you say three days later when you met Prince Millas last time?"

"Prince Millas cannot go on the road with our envoys!" Hearing the Elf Prince's question, King Testir couldn't help frowning slightly, "The Stark of the Mercenary Group clearly stated that we can only hire their mercenaries, otherwise we would rather give up the mission. The Japanese elves probably wouldn't give up their own mercenary guides, and the two teams cannot be combined into one."

"Would they rather give up their mission? Are they not afraid of damaging the reputation of the mercenary group?" Prince Cures was shocked.

"Where should they hear the rumors about the Japanese elves envoys from where they didn't want to increase the risk to the team. Moreover, they suffered heavy casualties this time, and the Elf Court originally owed them something. Even if they really gave up their mission, can we go to the mercenary organization to report it?" King Testir's expression was a little helpless.

The Elf Prince thought about it carefully and it was indeed the case. It was already a bit shameless to use the mercenary group as cannon fodder. It was really unreasonable to force others to take risks outside of the task. The mercenaries saw that the Elf King could not do such a thing. Moreover, if they really wanted to talk about the mercenary organization, the mercenary group's reputation was gone, but the reputation of the elves was also bad.

The most important thing is that the elves of Jondal have not dealt with their neighbors in the kingdom of Jondal for nearly a hundred years and are very unfamiliar with human conditions. They need the help of mercenary guides when they go to Anker Forest. After Stark and others are attacked, they can still save Emma in Elbad, and have proved their abilities to the elves, and King Testir had to compromise.

"What about your promise to Prince Milleras?" Curris asked with some concern.

"It's okay, those tribal elders of the moon elves have taken this errand!" King Testil said expressionlessly, "Although he left Jondal, the Anker Forest cannot give them a sense of security. These old guys hope to leave another way out on Yongju Island."

"Aren't they afraid of letting the migration team suffer more attacks?" Curris asked in surprise.

"The first batch of migrated moon elves had about 1,000 people. The assassination of the Japanese elves envoys was just a small-scale attack and would not have a great impact on the large army. The only thing they need to worry about is the knights of the human lord." King Testir shook his head gently.

"But to protect Prince Millas, the elders can only let the Japanese elves be in the center of the team, and the core personnel will inevitably be implicated by assassination." Curris bit his lip anxiously.

King Testil's eyes flashed and said lightly, "Don't forget what I told you, the mission of the Ank Elf Court is the most important. Even if the migration team of the Moon Elf Tribe is attacked, you must not lead the guard to rescue."

"Father!" Prince Cores opened his eyes wide instantly, took a step forward to argue, but was interrupted by the Elf King's wave.

"Otherwise you don't have to go!" King Testil said with a cold expression, "I will personally issue this order to the captain of the guard, and now leave!"

"...Yes!" Curris shook his shoulders, his palms hidden in his sleeves clenched into fists, revealing the white joints.

Looking at the desolate departure of Corres, King Testier shook his head and sighed.

Of course, he knew that Corris took the initiative to ask to lead the envoy, and half of the reason was for Ilistin. The Elf Prince hoped to use the royal guards to protect the envoys to help her beloved people safely so that she could reach the Anker Forest safely. Unfortunately, the Moon Elf Tribe is destined to part ways with the Demon Cup Court, and King Testir could no longer increase the risk of the envoys for them.

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"Ilistin, where are you taking me so early?" Qin Lun followed the elf druids step by step. They had already left the royal city for more than ten miles and were moving towards the depths of the jungle.

Ilisten paused and turned around. The female elf had changed into the druid's savage outfit at this time. On her face covered with oil paint, a pair of big blue eyes stared at him with a burning look, which made Qin Lun, who had a ghost in her heart, feel a little uneasy.

"You really want to join the guards of the migration tribe with Captain Emma? Is it okay for the mercenary group's mission?" asked the elf druid with a hint of confusion.

"Captain Emma and I are both moon elves with pure bloodlines. At this time, we naturally have to help the tribe first. Moreover, King Testir only requires us to be the guides of the envoys. The guards are royal guards, and one or two less mercenaries will not affect the mission." Qin Lun's eyes flashed and he replied with a smile.

Today is the third day after the fortress team returned. The night before yesterday, Stark and others had thoroughly learned about the specific situation in the Magic Cup King Court from Qin Lun. During the discussion, Qin Lun provided Stark and others with two mission routes, and shared the major-level mission that protected the "Moon Elf Migration" with the fortress team.

The first mission line is based on safety, and abandons the side plot of "Moon Elf Migration" and forces King Testir to separate the Sun Elf Envoys from the Magic Cup King's own envoys.

In this way, the powerful royal guards only need to be responsible for their own safety. Even if they encounter the Knights of the human lords again, under the cover of the royal guards, the fortress team still has the ability to protect the envoys from the battlefield. Eliminating the hidden dangers brought by the Sun Elf, the real execution of this lieutenant-colon-level task is probably a little simpler than the major-level task "Moon Elf Migration".

The second mission line aims at the maximum mission income. The team is divided into two parts. Most of them follow the main plot for the royal guards. Only two apostles with the purest bloodline of the Moon Elf, Qin Lun and Nicole, are divided into two groups, including Qin Lun and Nicole, and follow the migrant Moon Elf tribe. They are not only the major-level branch plot, but also try to contact the Sun Elf Envoys.

The Fortress team's decision this time did not have any disagreement. In fact, as long as there was a slight possibility, they were unwilling to let the team that had just been promoted to the silver level fall back to the bronze level. After all, this was the result they achieved by sacrificing many companions, including the group leader.

Qin Lun doesn't care. Following the Moon Elf Tribe does not mean that he has to fight to the death. There is no punishment if the branch plot fails to complete. Besides, Ni, who is partnered with him, is a healing second-level magician. No matter what, the safety of their lives is still guaranteed.

As for the main plot executed by Stark and others, they have helped them get rid of the hidden dangers of the Japanese elves. There will be problems in this way, and the fortress team can die. Qin Lun, who can't help, has no interest in devoted himself to his work.

The only thing to worry about is the reaction of the Lost Newcomer Group. If they noticed the apostle identity of Qin Lun and Nicole, it would probably cause great trouble. Qin Lun had already thought about it and surrendered to Kelly if he couldn't escape, he would directly surrender to Kelly and join Lost. Anyway, with the protection of Lost and the persecution of the Chaos Team, he would just be embarrassed.

"Since you said that, I'm relieved." Ilisten glanced at him with a strange expression, turned around and continued to lead the way.

Qin Lun felt more and more uneasy when she saw it. She couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Elistin, if you don't tell me where you go, I won't follow you."

"The elders of the tribe want to see the purity of your bloodline, otherwise they would not be assured to let you move along with the migrant team. After all, not long ago, you and Captain Nicole were still employed by King Testir's mercenary." Ilistin said lightly without looking back, "Don't worry, I've tested your bloodline, there will be no problem. After those elders have seen it, it will only benefit you and not harm you."

"Oh!" Qin Lun felt relieved and followed Yilistin around the forest. Soon, they walked on a secret forest path.

It can be seen that this path was not formed by artificially, but was stepped on by people. At the end of the path, between the dense cliffs, you can vaguely see some corners of a mountain village.

Qin Lun blinked, and a small black and red target flashed in the pupil of his left eye. This was him opening the "Ganitz's left eye". The powerful perception reflected the image of black and white lines on the retina. Ilistin in front looked back with a little conscious look, but said nothing.

Qin Lun was secretly surprised that the druid was worthy of being a powerful profession from the jungle. He was so sensitive to the outside world. In just one moment, he actually felt his perception fluctuations.

Since Ilistin discovered it, Qin Lun no longer covered it and blatantly opened his "Ganits' left eye" to see through the small forest village of this elf tribe.

After just looking at the general idea, Qin Lun sighed slightly in his heart. This small village is too simple. Compared with the Magic Cup King Court, everything in the village seems so primitive. If the tree house of the Magic Cup King Court is a villa with its own flower garden, then the tree house of the Moon Elf Tribe is equivalent to a refugee house shed.

Most of the moon elves in the village lack daily necessities, they wear leaves, hold stone bowls, and guards of the whistle towers use bone arrows. There are not even a few iron tools in the village. The roofs of the tree are basically thatched roofs, and most of the young elves running around in the village are covered in mud and have bare little butts and clothes that are not covered.

It is true that elves advocate nature, but this kind of living conditions is too embarrassing, and the oppression of green elves should be inevitable. Otherwise, with the wealth of the Jondal Forest, the Moon Elf tribe would never be so poor.
Chapter completed!