Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 128 The Powerful Elf Lady

Among them, Barry, who was standing at the front, was most touched!
The beautiful elf lady in front of her gave her even more pressure than Ivan!
At this moment, his heart was filled with countless doubts and surprises.

Isn’t this golden-level elf the lover of that mysterious young man?

Why did she suddenly appear here?
Was it a coincidence or was it intentional?

If a gold-level person really stood on the other side, the situation tonight would immediately become complicated.

After a period of rapid thinking followed by a period of silent silence, Barry spoke slowly with respect and flattery, saying:
"Dear Elf, I am the vice president of the Farming Society. How may I help you?

We are currently dealing with a city-state rebellion. Please bear with us if this affects you.
After this is over, the president will come to your house to apologize in person!"

Windsordale raised his eyebrows slightly, and faced with Barry's deliberate flattery and flattery, his words frightened the latter:
"I do need some help. Well, I hope you can just die. I don't want to waste my arrows on a Silver Rank!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Barry felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen. His mouth opened wide, and the sound of fear was stuck in his throat and couldn't come out.

The more than one hundred extraordinary people behind Barry looked at the beautiful elf who appeared in the field with fear.

In the Demonic Tide Continent, the gap in levels is a chasm, a chasm, and the crushing of lower life forms by higher life forms.

The golden level is like an ant seeing the sky for these first- and second-level extraordinary people.

It is an invincible and irresistible existence.

There may be geniuses who can fight across levels, but it will never happen to them.

Ivan Petrov, the highest-level extraordinary person in the city-state, is only at the gold level, and he is the [Landlord] who is not good at fighting, but he can suppress a city.

Now facing this [Elf Ranger] who is also at the gold level, no one dares to act rashly.

Barry tried to conceal his inner astonishment and fear, took a few steps back, and said hurriedly to Saffron beside him:

"Send it to the president quickly..."

Before he finished speaking, a clear and long string sound rang out amid the noisy rain. The sound seemed to reach deep into people's souls, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

A flash of emerald green light shone from the longbow in Windsardler's hand, and then shot out like lightning, cutting through the rain curtain with a sharp momentum.

Barry had no time to react at all before the arrow hit his chest accurately.

Everything happened in a flash. Barry didn't even feel any pain. He just felt the strength in his body being drained away bit by bit. He stared at Saffron, who lay motionless beside him, with wide eyes. A strange thought popped into his mind -

Facing a gold-level enemy, why didn't the usually cautious and timid Saffron show the slightest fear on her face?

Unfortunately, he was destined not to get an answer to this question. The sharp arrow made of pure magic power in his chest slowly dissipated, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and his life came to an abrupt end at this moment.

Large slivers of silver light peeled off from Barry's body, spreading across the muddy ground, appearing extremely dazzling in the hazy rainy night.

Saffron's face only then began to show panic, and she shouted to Hunter, who was already stunned beside her:
"What are you standing there for? Why don't you quickly lead your men to retreat? Do you all want to stay here and die in vain?"

Hunter woke up as if from a dream, his face flushed red, veins popping out on his neck, and he yelled at the guards and association members behind him:
"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

Windsardler glanced at Hunter and others who were fleeing in panic, raised his longbow again, and several emerald lights lit up again.

There were screams from the crowd.

A round of rain of arrows took the lives of more than ten bronze-level transcendents.

Windsordler's slender fingers kept plucking the bowstrings, as if the god of death was playing a soul-calling music.

The result of a Gold-rank [Elf Ranger] who excels at long-range attacks chasing a group of Bronze-rank Elf Rangers who are running away in panic is predictable.

This cannot be called a battle at all, but a one-sided massacre.

Windsardler chose his targets very accurately, and his arrows were aimed at those bronze-level transcendents.

The massacre ended quickly, leaving behind the bodies of more than a hundred extraordinary people, including Barry, on the muddy ground.

The rest of the people, led by Saffron, managed to save their lives and retreat in a hurry.

Windsordle looked at the retreating figures of Saffron and Hunter and slowly put away his longbow.

She glanced at the equally stunned "peasants" and peasant rebels behind her and said calmly:
"No one will stop you. Just keep moving forward according to your plan."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a ray of emerald light and disappeared on the spot.

The "farmer" took a few deep breaths and roared:
"Brothers, our first target is the armory. After we exchange our weapons and equipment, we'll go capture the Farming Society's various facilities in the city!"

"rush!"

……

Saffron took Hunter to a safe area.

Hunter, still trembling, asked:
"Lord Saffron, they...they didn't catch up with us, did they?"

Saffron glanced at him from a distance and said:
"No, it seems that they don't bother to kill us."

After hearing what Saffron said, Hunter's whole body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

As a second-generation rich kid, tonight's experience was truly excruciating. If it weren't for the instinct to survive, he would have collapsed into a pile of mud.

Saffron felt a trace of contempt in her heart. How could such a waste become the leader of the security team?

How sad.

He sorted out his emotions, looked at Hunter in front of him, and said in an inexplicable tone:
"The president has already led his men to the west city gate to ambush, and the Executive Yuan is guarded by Rice and Cornell.

The question then becomes, where do we go from here?"

Hunter was stunned for a moment and asked uncertainly:

"My lord, what you mean is..."

Saffron said faintly:
“The two places I mentioned will soon become battlefields for the extraordinary people to fight.

Even if we go with this group of ordinary people behind us, we won't be able to help much.

What do you think? "

Hunter slowly recovered from his panic and carefully pondered the meaning of Saffron's words.

Soon, his eyes lit up and he said:

"Lord Saffron, we were attacked by the Golden Order on our way, suffering heavy casualties. To avoid being annihilated, how about we split up and retreat separately?"

Saffron said with a look of "you are a very smart boy"
"That's exactly what I was thinking. Why don't we each go back... retreat separately and reunite when the battle situation becomes clearer?"

Hunter was delighted and quickly said:

"Okay, okay, but I need to send someone to inform the president.

That mysterious group of people suddenly attacked us. The situation must have changed. The president and his men might be stopped too. We need to warn them in time."

Saffron nodded, her eyes wandering among the fleeing crowd, and soon found a severely injured and frail member, saying:

"You, go to the west city gate and report to the president that we were attacked by gold-level elves while intercepting the peasant uprising army.

Lord Barry died a heroic death on the spot, and the rest of the troops also suffered heavy casualties. To avoid total annihilation, Hunter and I decided to retreat separately. Do you understand?

The man nodded and followed Saffron's instructions to go to the city gate to find Ivan to report the news.

After the messenger left, Saffron and Hunter looked at each other and both felt relieved.

No matter what happens tonight, their mission has been completed and they can go home and sleep peacefully.

The other party has the help of the gold level, so the way I handled it can't be considered as desertion.

Instead, he saved Ivan's manpower, which should be considered a meritorious service.

Now that his life was no longer in danger, Hunter was thinking about how to record tonight's battle report. At least he had to polish his performance a little. He couldn't just run away when he saw Barry being killed.

Thinking of this, he left with the security team without saying goodbye to Saffron.

Saffron looked at Hunter's departing figure, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she waved her hand, indicating that everyone could go back home and find their mothers.

The main force of the association this time is the combat members who have broken through the extraordinary level. Just now, most of them were killed or injured due to Windsardler's deliberate targeting.

The rest were ordinary people who usually worked in logistics. They were frightened by Windsordler's ruthless methods soon after the war broke out.

If it weren't for the silver-level extraordinary Saffron keeping the situation under control, these people would have fled long ago.

At this moment, when these frightened birds saw Saffron's gesture, they suddenly felt that they had followed the right boss.

They put their hearts in their throats down, took off their blood-stained and muddy uniforms, and scattered.

We all work for a salary, there is no need to risk our lives for irrelevant things.

Soon Saffron was the only one left. Suddenly, the smile on his face froze as a slim figure appeared before him.

It was this seemingly fragile figure that caused casualties among more than a hundred extraordinary people.

Saffron took a few steps forward, bowed cautiously, and said:

"Sir, do you have any other instructions?"

Windsordale said calmly:
“He asked me to tell you that your next mission is to work with Oliver to protect the seed warehouse and research base managed by the five of you [Agriculturists].

Including the experienced tillers and farmers under your respective command, you two must take over all these people and materials as soon as possible.

To prevent Ivan from destroying these things in desperation."

Saffron's heart skipped a beat. She didn't expect that Oliver, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would also betray the revolution?
I hadn't noticed this. I wonder what conditions this mysterious gentleman offered him?
Saffron concealed her inner thoughts very well and said respectfully:
"I know what to do. Please tell the gentleman that I will complete the task conscientiously.

only……"

Saffron hesitated and didn't say the words.

Windsardler knew what the other party meant——

I have completed the task, so don't you also have to fulfill your promise?

Windsordel waved his hand, and a bottle of golden liquid appeared in his hand.

Saffron felt the magical scent of the liquid, as well as the alluring luster that was similar to her memory. Her breathing was stagnant and she couldn't help asking:
"Is it... is it 'Fortune I'?"

The silver-level [Agriculturist] in the "Agricultural God Sequence" broke through to the gold-level [Landlord].

You need to take "Fortune I" at the fourth level to break through to the fifth level.

At level 5, take "Research II" to break through to level 6.

At the sixth level, use "Private Property I" and "Greed I" to break through the silver level and be promoted to [Landlord].

Saffron has been lingering at the fourth level for many years, and her physical fitness and willpower have long reached the point where she is ready to take the next level of potion.

But Ivan kept a tight lid on him and didn't reveal anything about the combination or formula of the potion to him.

Of course, Saffron did not sit idly by and had already begun to secretly collect relevant information.

Years of investigation had paid off, and he had learned the name of the potion required to advance to the next level - "Fortune I", but he still had no idea about the formula.

He once happened to see "Fortune I" from afar at an auction in the "Mysterious Island".

Now, when she saw what appeared in Windsordeler's hand and thought about the deal the two parties had discussed before, Saffron felt her heart pounding.

Windsardler played with the bottle in his hand and said:

“It seems to be this name, which he came up with these days.

He said if you behave yourself, it'll be yours when this is over."

Saffron immediately became serious and spoke in an extremely firm tone:

"Please tell the gentleman that the five major agricultural research bases of the 'Cultivator City' will not be damaged in the slightest!
There won’t be any loss of the five major seeds!

Including those experienced tillers and farmers, I guarantee they will be waiting quietly to welcome the new master of the city-state!"

After saying this, Saffron seemed to have made up her mind and added:
"Barry is dead. I'm sending people to take over his research base overnight!"

This last sentence clearly states which side you are taking.

Without any orders or instructions from Ivan, he went to take over Barry's forces in case Cohen and others' actions failed.

Saffron would certainly not escape Ivan's subsequent reckoning.

Saffron's actions were equivalent to putting her entire self on Cohen's side.

Saffron must have extraordinary qualities, as she was able to fight her way out of tens of thousands of people and be chosen by Ivan to be given a magic potion that allowed her to break through to the bronze level.

He would never show mercy when it was time to go all in. He had seen clearly over the years that Ivan treated him like a slave.

The so-called breakthroughs to the fourth and fifth levels are just carrots dangling in front of your eyes, and are simply impossible to obtain.

Instead of doing this, you might as well take a chance and try a different boss.

Being able to make a beautiful golden-level elf girl willingly become his concubine, this boss must be much higher in status than Ivan.

He bet!
What's more, there is a competitor, Oliver, who is eyeing him covetously. If he doesn't show his value, he might be surpassed by this insidious grandson.

If you want to sell out for personal gain, you should either not do it or you should sell it faster and more aggressively than others to get a good price.

To put it bluntly, no one who can survive in the "Lost Land" is a good person.

Saffron's words, which were tantamount to a token of allegiance, surprised Windsardler a little. She didn't expect that this ordinary fourth-level transcendent in front of her would have such courage.

She nodded and said:

"I'll tell him about your performance tonight. Do your job well."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole person disappeared without a trace.

Saffron took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)