Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 86 Elf Tribe
Even though Sam was dissatisfied and unwilling to pass on precious magical knowledge to a rustic kobold, his dissatisfaction did not last long under the iron fist of the lord's dictatorship.

"Master Sam, can we start now?"

Old Neil rubbed his hands, feeling a little uneasy, and cautiously asked Sam who was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

It never thought that one day it would be able to learn precious magical knowledge.

You have to know that in the barren wilderness, those shamans are all very precious and would rather take these precious magical knowledge into the soil than pass it on.

However, as a slave, it was valued by the lord and learned magic.

Old Neil made up his mind from the bottom of his heart to study magic well and be loyal to the lord.

Under Old Neil's continuous flattery, Sam's face looked much better and he honestly told everything he knew.

The lord, who had always had a heart of a wizard, listened for a while and finally left with a blank expression.

He shouldn't have had hope in a half-baked shaman.

Sam's teaching level can't be said to be profound, but it can be said to be misleading.

The things they talked about seemed to be fine, but in fact they were bullshit. They were all folk remedies they made up, and they were not even as good as the folk magicians in the South.

Levi can only try his best and hope that old Neil can understand.

Anyway, he had no expectation that he could learn magic from Old Neil. It would be better for him to wait until someone powerful in the future went to the church to kidnap a saint and teach him the knowledge day and night.

……

In order to repay Highcliff Castle for its selfless help, Miriel offered to use three carriages of goods as a thank you gift.

Levi originally wanted to pretend to refuse in order to highlight Gaoyabao's glorious image of selflessness, but he was afraid that he would not give it to him after he refused, so he simply accepted it directly. After all, it was what he deserved.

He was too embarrassed to ask directly what the things were in front of them, but secretly prayed in his heart that they were salt or tea cakes or something like that. After all, these were hard currency in the wilderness.

When the orcs drove two Windego beasts to pull the carriage full of goods back to the hill and started unloading, Levi was somewhat surprised to find that the things inside were not what he had guessed.

Lifting the white cloth that served as a sunshade and shelter from the rain, a number of rectangular wooden boxes were revealed. When Zat pried them open with an iron rod, neatly arranged exquisite oak barrels were revealed, emitting a rich aroma of wine.

He poked a hole with a knife, and wine-red liquid flowed out. Zat quickly put out his mouth to catch it, and the wine in the oak barrel as big as his head soon flowed out.

"Boss, it's wine! And it's of very high quality, a rare commodity."

Zat gave a thumbs up, looking surprised.

The other two carriages were uncovered and the same thing happened.

Levi stroked his chin, very confused.

Due to the huge demand for materials from pioneers and indigenous people in the wilderness, wilderness trade has always been quite prosperous, with the value of materials flowing into the wilderness in spring, summer and autumn every year reaching millions of gold grams.

The caravans brought salt, tea, and even smuggled ironware into the wilderness, and then brought back large numbers of livestock, horses, furs, or slaves from the wilderness.

It’s not that it’s impossible to bring back brewed wine from the wilderness, but when will the rustic wilderness people be able to brew their own wine?

The oak barrels used to store these wines were extremely exquisite, and the tightening strips in the middle were engraved with patterns for decoration. No matter how you think about it, it is impossible for a group of wild people to make them. Suddenly, Levi had a flash of inspiration and thought of Miriel's identity. Apart from being a subordinate of the Northern Duchess, she was also a half-elf.

As everyone knows, the wilderness is huge, so big that it borders three countries in the Middle Ages. No one knows how many forces there are in it.

Then it is not impossible that there is an elf tribe in it.

Only this group of elves who advocate perfection and art would put so much effort into packaging. Besides, brewing fine wine is also one of the elves' skills.

The wines they produced were among the best in the entire medieval continent.

It seems that Florina has become friends with an elven tribe through the half-elf Miriel.

To be honest, in ancient times, the entire medieval continent was ruled by elves, giants and dragons.

Humans can only act as slaves between the three. Later, as the magic tides change, when these born magical creatures lose the magic that sustains their survival.

Humans, who had always served as slaves, began to take the initiative. Although humans were still no match for these powerful creatures in terms of individual strength, the reproduction speed of humans was beyond the reach of these creatures.

Coupled with the terrifying learning speed of humans, various weapons came into being.

After hundreds of years of war, the three powerful races that once enslaved humanity were beaten so badly that they could no longer raise their heads and could only live in small places all over the world. Humans naturally became the strongest force in the medieval continent.

But it is undeniable that the elves still possess top-notch magical knowledge and cutting-edge weapons manufacturing skills.

Apart from anything else, Levi had a long sword made of mithril by the elves on his waist.

Only the elves know the source of the magical metal mithril.

It was hard for Levi not to wonder whether the secret communication between Florina, the Duke of the North, and the elves had a deeper purpose.

Although the elves have fallen into decline and their branches are spread all over the world, this decline is only relative to the entire human race in the Middle Ages. The strength of an elven tribe alone is probably not weaker than that of an earldom and should not be underestimated.

The main reason is that Gaoya Fort is sandwiched between the two and it feels uncomfortable.

Li Wei is a bit of a pessimist, but as the saying goes, if you don't worry about the present, you will have long-term concerns.

Unlike Zat, who was holding an oak barrel foolishly, thinking about drinking one barrel and leaving one barrel for the future, and only caring about killing the enemies, as a lord he had more to consider.

Originally Levi thought that the giant dragon that suddenly arrived near High Cliff Castle was barely a threat, but he didn't expect that an elf tribe would come now.

The elves described in the novel are all peace-loving, but in fact this kind of peace is just an excuse used later when they fell into decline.

When the three tribes were united in strength, they fought each other to the death in order to truly become the world hegemon. Why didn't they talk about loving peace at that time?

The so-called peace-loving is nothing more than a lack of strength, and one can only be a grandson for now.

"Never mind. Regardless of anything else, Gaoya Castle is no longer just a colony of a few small and medium-sized cats and dogs. Given enough time, Gaoya Castle will be able to grow into a giant."

Levi waved his hand, signaling the orcs to move the goods into the cellar.

Now he not only owns the system but also controls an iron mine. If he fails to develop it, none of these pioneering lords will be successful.

(End of this chapter)