What did you do with the dice?

Why do these noble Sindhis have so many pedantic and broken rules?

The sergeant standing on the wall tapped his helmet. He had just received an order to delay as much as possible, and before he could even think about it, this person had arrived. Furthermore, he had just been shocked by the sight of the opposing army formation. Only now did he remember that he seemed to have such a mission. He quickly thought about it and asked hesitantly, "Um... uh, do you have any proof?"

Rusalka drew her sword and pointed it at him, then picked up a megaphone and shouted, "You're asking me for my ID too? Are you crazy? Do you think you're my ancestor? Infantry formation, prepare!"

The infantry in the front row immediately turned their slanted shields horizontally again to form an impenetrable shield wall, and with Rusalka's loud shout, they advanced forward in an offensive posture.

The advance of infantry alone posed no threat to the city walls. The problem was that after Rusalka gave the order, the soldiers in charge of ordnance at the back began to use propellers to allow catapults and the like to take root. This frightened the soldiers above and they didn't know what to do. If a real fight broke out, it would be a disaster for them. After all, the city lord's order was clearly to let them go, so where was the preparation for defending the city?

The Grand Duke below is recognized as a war-crazy Grand Duke. It is said that he has never lost a battle in his life. Who wouldn't be afraid of him?

Shangri-La, who was standing behind the army with the mage, was the most depressed one after hearing Rusalka's words: It was just a misunderstanding before, and this matter cannot be let go, right?

Sanitta did not scold Rusalka. After all, he came here to take over a city wall and the city defense mobilization. He also wanted to take the opportunity to show his power and let the city lord who might be dissatisfied in his heart thoroughly understand Rusalka, the desperado, and let him know who is the boss.

"Wait, wait, wait. I'm sorry, Your Majesty, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. That's not what I meant. What I meant was that our honor guard hasn't arrived yet, and the carpet for welcoming us into the city is still on its way. Your Excellency, the City Lord, is sorry and would like you to wait a moment."

The soldier next to him whispered, "Boss, when did we get the honor guard and the carpet?"

The officer above gritted his teeth and whispered, "Three seconds ago. Can you please have some common sense? Send someone to ask the noble above for it."

Rusalka just felt it was a pity that after becoming the Grand Duke, no one would fight with her anymore. For a moment, she didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy.

He waved his hand and gestured to continue marching, and the troops marched in an orderly manner towards the lowered moat bridge.

He dismounted, stretched his muscles, and then leaped high into the air. He cast a hook in mid-air, grabbed the city wall, and landed on it. He walked past the stunned soldiers and patted the officer who had given the order. "Oh, it's no big deal. No need to be so polite. I'm not a stickler for details. I'll let the troops enter the city first."

"You can pass, go into the city!"

As Rusalka's order was passed down, the supports of the weapons were lifted, the wheels started rolling again, and they entered the city one after another.

The officer defending the city thought that he had not failed in his mission. He had just tried his best to delay, and even a few minutes was still a delay.

Even if I have to blame someone, I can only admit that I am unlucky. After all, I am the leader of the city guards. If I drag it on, they will start fighting. I will definitely be the first one to be hanged by the surrendered city lord. This is definitely not worth it.

Chapter 437 The Elf's Spy Talent

While some are full of enthusiasm, others are carrying heavy burdens. At this moment, Benítez is trying to persuade the elf lady who is drinking tea with kind words, showing a sincere attitude of obedience, just hoping that she can go back as soon as possible to report that everything is going well here before Rusalka and her group arrive at his mansion.

I bow my head and act like a grandson so that I can be the boss outside and tolerate these elves for a while. When I go out, I am still the person in charge of this entire area, the lord of Adwinche City, and the Viscount of the Davin family.

The elf that gave him a headache was still wearing a retro classic ranger's full green leather jacket, except that the collar of her clothes had three more golden rings than the ranger troops, and the pattern was also different from the silver leaves on Alijae's chest and the blue bamboo on Shanna's chest. This elf had a small green tree tattooed on her chest.

This means that her identity is from the "Fan Shu" branch of the Forest Ranger Corps, which is the Elf Queen's direct guard. This troop rarely goes out on missions, but occasionally finds nearby towns to convey the Elf Queen's intentions and take some offerings back.

Of course, now Alice and Shana have changed their aesthetic tastes. Although they still wear the same green clothes, they use their own money to buy balls of thread of various colors and embroider patterns of various colors by themselves.

As for what the patterns are: if these patterns could be turned into physical objects at any time, then Pearl Tears Collar’s ​​afternoon tea would only require a pot of milk tea.

The elf put down the cup in his hand, not even looking at Benítez. He snorted contemptuously and questioned, "I don't see a trace of sincerity in your answer. You seem so nervous. Are you questioning the will of Her Majesty the Queen?"

Benitez cursed the elf's perceptiveness inwardly, but outwardly, he replied respectfully, "Of course I wouldn't dare. However, according to the intelligence I received from the capital of Central Snidi, the civil war is over. The four great ducal families are no longer hostile to each other, and the situation in the country has reached a balance."

What he said was half true and half false. After all, the balance was very delicate. If the second prince or even the third prince really had the intention of returning to the country, then those who wanted to continue the civil war could certainly continue after finding an excuse.

Legitimacy is extremely important in the tradition of the country of Sinidi. If Grand Duke Zhulei did not have the eldest prince, his behavior would be considered as colluding with Esdi, treason and rebellion, which is not legitimate and no one would be willing to follow him.

But with the eldest prince, she obeyed the rules and withdrew her troops after taking Alice City. This behavior was called loyal to the king, and the historian had nothing to say. The most he could say was that Rusalka was warlike by nature, which could not be considered a shortcoming.

The reason why the Delai family later considered themselves unlucky was because the head of the family died, and the second prince was abducted by the elves. The same was true for the Oaks family. The fourth prince was sent away, and there was no one in charge.

There is only one prince in the whole country who is the heir of the Mebius family. What else can you do if you don't recognize him? Should you rebel and become king yourself?

The Guardian Knight Family went to Rusalka because they felt that the Seven Sins Church's act of usurping the country had broken the rules. If you use violence to break the rules, it means that the other families will also be able to rebel. Then there will be endless war. The first bird to stand out must be removed, and then what to do next will be discussed later.

The Dark Forest Law is the most undesirable for human countries with foreign enemies. In a sense, the invasion of the El Empire has given everyone a way to unite and face the outside world. Now everyone continues to follow the rules of their ancestors: the Grand Duke and his direct descendants are not allowed to enter the royal city. Only then can Sinidi have the rare peace it has now.

As for the demon invasion, everyone is actually not as sensitive as Sanita. After all, he is a time traveler who knows about the system and the end, but for the natives, the end is just the "Demon Lord". The city of Hendalia has heard about it before. It is scary to be able to destroy a city, but you still have to cooperate with the believers, so that's it.

They always thought that the eldest prince was not dead, so the ancient Mobius bloodline seal was very stable. It must be said that no matter how disgusting Rusalka was when facing the enemy, she was still very reliable when she stood on her side. As long as Rusalka was still a serious human being, well, it didn't matter what he was, as long as he was a creature in the permanent plane who was quite satisfied with this world, he would not take the initiative to unlock the seal on the key.

All we need to do is wipe out the demon followers and prevent them from bringing the Lord's clone over. As for the Second Demon War? It's probably as insensitive to modern people as the Third World War. It feels quite far away from us.

Human life spans only a little over a hundred years. Instead of thinking about how to deal with the demons that we may or may not see in this lifetime, we should think about how to deal with our "good neighbor," the Duke of Pearly Tears, who has begun to stockpile food and soldiers in "peacetime" and has also made military service completely professional.

I didn't see any demons from hell, but I did see demons on the ground: Rusalka attacked and occupied wherever he went. What was the difference between him and a demon? Was the fact that he looked like a human a difference?

Then Rusalka might have something to say: Didn’t I return Kalbes to Gao Dewei? Can this be criticized?

Therefore, the current situation of Sinidi is very delicate, like a fully loaded camel, and no one wants another external straw.

There were only a few tens of thousands of elves living in this modest place. They had witnessed a fair amount of internal strife, but they had never fought a major war. Their experience was limited, and they had no idea how the various human factions were planning their futures. It was more accurate to say they had no sense of the bigger picture, believing that reading history books would explain the succession system to the Sneedi throne. "Oh, what a ridiculous lie! You've only been fighting for five years. How could it possibly be over like this?"

Yes, there is also this very strange statement made by the longevity species. After all, in the eyes of the elves, it takes me decades to fall in love, but how come you have only been fighting for five years?

Benítez cursed in his heart: Damn elves, do you know how many five-year periods humans have in their lifetime?

He felt that if he continued like this, his life span might be shortened by several five years, so he had to get rid of her quickly.

The elf continued, "According to your human rules, the Second Prince also has the right of succession, right? If so, then it should be perfectly legitimate for him to compete and become the human queen. I heard that you are the last elder in charge of this area. You just need to take your side."

She was right. The eldest prince, Mebius Silicius Charens, was only the acting king. The palace was in a mess at that time, and the coronation ceremony was quite sloppy. It didn't even take 49 days to complete the ritual of asking the gods.

Since the great wizard Anthony was nowhere to be seen, and even the spiritualist who was in charge of the ceremony like the great saint next door or the Pope was missing, the ceremony could not be held. So they invited everyone to a meal, and the four dukes verbally acknowledged him. He was indeed the least formal king since the founding of the country.

Although Snidi is a monarchy, unlike the church state of Esdi next door, this world does have gods after all. When the country was founded, it believed in the Supreme Lord of Arcane Magic. This tradition established by the ancestors has preserved Snidi's current status as the country with the largest number of wizards and the most diverse spells.

You don’t have to worry about whether the Supreme Arcane Mage cares about Sinidi or not. Anyway, the matter of enthroning the king cannot be done alone without the representatives of the mage group. The mages must be given enough face.

Therefore, before officially obtaining the recognition of the "Representatives of the Supreme Believers of Arcane" and completing the forty-nine-day ceremony of asking the gods, the second prince can really obtain the right to inherit the throne through the rules left by his ancestors and the eldest prince in the form of a "King Duel".

This is different from a knight's duel. The duel is only a part of it, and the overall process is more complicated. In principle, once the person decides to initiate a duel, the nobles cannot interfere with the process.

But the premise of all this is that she can deliver the second prince to Alice City in a fair and honest manner, and pass through the Pearl Tear Territory control area under the nose of the strongest wizard in the country, Sanita. Can the elves do it?

I don't know. Of course, Benítez hopes that they can do it now, and if the second prince can win, then if he stands on their side, they can be regarded as founding heroes who come to help in times of need. Shouldn't they be granted the title of marquis?

Forget it, I'd better save my sweet dreams for the night - because Rusalka's army did come during the day.

Seeing that he couldn't wake the dreaming elf girl before him, Benitez could only follow his staff's advice and said to the elf, "If you can allow the Second Prince to take the throne of Snidi, as your elf's most loyal servant, I will definitely support the Second Prince with all my strength! I have long believed that the First Prince is a usurper, with no legitimate reason. The legitimate ruler of the Snidi Kingdom must of course be the elves!"

The elf was quite satisfied with his answer. "Well, in that case, please give us a copy of Snidi's latest map and the information about the great prince."

Benítez nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice. "No problem. I can send someone to escort you to the border. If you need any carriages, horses, or supplies during the journey, just let me know. I will provide them all."

I thought the elf was going to go back and report, but instead of moving, it spoke again, "By the way, there's one more thing. After Great Elder Warfarin returns to Elune's embrace, we'll soon hold a ceremony to establish her successor. The forest will then be sealed off for ten years."

What he did just now was just against his conscience and spending money to avoid disaster, but now the other party's casual words were going to cost him his life.

The forest has been closed for ten years. What will he, a lord who made his fortune from the forest, eat? Will everyone else farm on the grassland or raise horses?

It sounds too absurd to choose a successor for ten years without fighting, but Benítez cannot be blamed. After all, the elf elders have not been replaced for hundreds of years. God knows how they chose them back then. Now one of them died inexplicably, and it seems that this matter should be blamed on the Grand Duke of Pearl Tears - I heard that he killed him.

But the Queen didn't seem to get along well with the Great Elder, and she didn't blame the Sinidi people, so he could only secretly rejoice.

He thought the matter was over, but it came back around again. He felt that Duke Zhulei might really be his nemesis.

He was being double-teamed from both sides, feeling the pinch in the middle. He could only ask if there was another solution: "This...can't we be a little more flexible? We can narrow our range of movement."

The female elf took a sip of tea and lowered her voice, "These are the rules of the elven election. However, it's been a long time now, and we can't be so rigid about the old rules. Humans change quickly. If this change is beneficial to us, we should also make some minor adjustments."

The tone of her voice suggested she was going to blackmail him, but Benítez felt relieved instead. Human nobles are all like this. They're not afraid of you asking for too much, they're just afraid of you not asking for anything.

As expected, the elf continued, "However, based on my personal opinion, I prefer the Fourth Elder's lineage to win. The succession ceremony takes many factors into consideration, including relationships with surrounding forces and the completion of subordinates' tasks. As for Sneedi, the degree to which the forest is open to the public will depend on your attitude."

This elf is so pretentious. She's fighting openly and secretly to choose an heir. She's here on behalf of the Elf Queen. Where does her personal will come from? In other words, the Queen wants to help the Four Elders win, right? Simple.

The Ranger's missions actually vary, such as assassination lists or lost items lists. If he can do it, he can of course send people to complete it for the elves and then send it over secretly.

If there is a competitor that he dislikes but is reluctant to engage in an internal fight openly, then as a human, he has many elite slave-hunting teams under his command. As long as the test range is outside the fog formation, he can help these pure-blooded elves solve their problems.

There are so many elf slaves on the black market in Adwinche, and at least three-quarters of them are "disposals" for pure-blooded elves like them. They just don't want the elves to return to the forest, so they can make some money by being a lucky elf. How great is that.

"No problem, no problem. If you need any support, just come to me directly. After all, we have worked together so many times, and you know the efficiency."

"This is your duty to Her Majesty the Queen. You, a human being, should feel honored to be valued by Her Majesty the Queen."

"Oh yes, my pleasure."

"Okay, I'll report back tomorrow."

Benítez's eyes went dark: "Why tomorrow?"

The elf rarely came out, and although she had to report back quickly due to the Queen's orders, staying out for a month or two was of course insignificant to the elves' sense of time. She also wanted to enjoy herself a little longer and return after a lucky number of 66 days. "Why, don't you welcome me to stay for a night before leaving?"

Regardless of whether he is welcome or not, the question is, can I ask Duke Zhulei to stay outside for a night?

The hemp rope breaks at the thinnest part. At this moment, the guard at the door hurriedly ran to the door and shouted "Report".

The Viscount's heart skipped a beat: Oh no, the King of Hell has come to call.

Chapter 438: Tamer

Fortunately, the guard at the noble's door had some sense. When he saw the Viscount with the elf, he didn't rush to tell him about Rusalka's arrival at the mansion. Instead, he waited for Benítez to adjust his mindset, found an excuse to leave temporarily, and after he came out and closed the door behind him, he leaned close to Benítez's ear and whispered as quietly as possible, "My Lord, the Duke of Pearl's Tears' army has arrived in the city. They are heading here now and will be here within an hour or two at the fastest."

However, the elves' guest rooms were not equipped with soundproofing barriers. Normally, it was impossible to install such a barrier in a guest room. The elf sharpshooters had exceptional hearing and could clearly distinguish the sounds and positions of various insects even in a noisy forest. Even with their eyes blindfolded, they could still shoot at a target with a slightly heavier breathing sound, not to mention a wooden door with a gap.

The elf sitting inside twitched his ears and asked loudly from inside the door, "Oh? Grand Duke Pearl Tears? Is he the Sneedi human who killed our tribe's chief elder and captured one of her troops? Her Majesty the Queen is quite interested in him. Why not arrange a meeting for us?"

Benítez really wanted to strangle this innocent-looking guard to death. The latter was also innocent. He had already lowered his voice as much as possible. Who knew that the elves had such good ears that they could hear clearly through a door.

"This is not good."

The elf said confidently, "Don't worry. I didn't bring any assassination warrant with me when I came here. I won't act without the Queen's order."

Benítez really wanted to punch her twice and pull her long ears to make her listen carefully to what nonsense he was saying.

Yes, you really won't do it, but have you ever considered that Rusalka on the other side is not a vegetarian. Is there a possibility that he will directly take action and use the giant sword that is rumored to be bigger than the manor gate to smash you into an elf sauce?

Benítez hesitated and said, "This...this is not good."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a hearty laugh accompanied by the sound of horse hooves coming from the corridor. In an instant, it was right beside him. "What's wrong? You don't welcome me. Your guards seem to have difficulty walking and walk slowly. It just so happens that your room is spacious, so I rode in on my own."

When he turned around, he saw that it was Rusalka, the sadistic man. He actually rode a white horse directly into the city lord's mansion. He really didn't give the landlord any face at all. It was more like he was here to confiscate the property than to inspect the property.

But considering the huge sword on his back and the armor he was wearing, Benítez felt that the so-called master's face seemed completely unimportant when Rusalka was dressed in such a "face-giving" way.

After all, the weapons and armor had already greeted him, and he did not directly come up and strike the two-faced man with a sword. This was simply the most polite act of the Duke of Pearl Tears.

"Grand Duke Pearl Tears?!"

The elf inside jumped up suddenly. Her little mouth was still very hard just now, but after seeing Rusalka, her arrogant attitude of "he's lucky" disappeared all of a sudden.

At this moment, she got goosebumps all over her body. She instinctively felt the threat from the Grand Duke in front of her. Almost in an instant, she clearly realized that she was no match for him. This biological instinct is like a butcher suppressing an animal. Even if the latter may not be a match for the former, they will subconsciously choose to escape.

But now she was in a small room instead of an open forest, and could only lean against the window in embarrassment, reaching out to pull out the bow and arrow, pulling it to the full length in the direction of Rusalka, ready to jump out of the window at any time, but the next moment she found that there was a white Filin tribe member standing on the tree outside the window, forming a double team with Rusalka, one in front and one behind.

Compared to Rusalka, the hostility and murderous intent of the Filin people seemed to be about to pierce her face. For a moment, she was frozen in place as if time had stopped.

She shouted to Phoenix over there, "I'm warning you, orc. I'm a member of the Elf Queen's direct guard, the 'Fan Shu'. If you dare to hurt me, my compatriots will not let you go."

Rusalka waved at Phoenix, signaling Phoenix to stop scaring her, the cat didn't change much, but the elf felt like it was about to breathe.

Perhaps because he'd spent so much time with the elves in his territory, he felt a certain familiarity and amusement when he saw this elf. He asked Benítez, whose face was pale, with a sympathetic air, "Huh? You have a Harpy at home too? We're fellow enthusiasts. Oh, and by Harpy, I mean an elf."

"Your Majesty, Grand Duke Zhulei, I can actually explain this matter."

Rusalka had rushed all the way here, having heard nothing along the way, let alone the elves' election. She misunderstood Benítez and said, "I understand you. It's normal to say one thing and mean another. I think elves are actually okay. After all, I have a friend who likes elves."

Benítez wanted to ask Rusalka: Is this friend you are talking about you yourself?

He certainly didn't dare ask. However, Rusalka seemed to have foreseen the future and explained to himself, "Of course, the friend I'm talking about is not me. I won't mention his name to save his face, but I can give you a hint. He's a very powerful wizard."

Except for the elf who dared not move on the windowsill, the other guards, maids, and Benitez all thought in their hearts: Oh, it turns out that the great wizard Sanita likes elves, and it should be the kind of "like" that is quite shameful.

No wonder Lord Zhulei brought all the captive elves to his own city lord's mansion to raise them. No wonder Sani Tieta was always willing to follow Lord Zhulei, and was not tempted by any high conditions offered by other powerful people. He even preferred to build his own mage tower rather than go to the royal capital to be the tower master and court mage.

Come to think of it, apart from Lord Pearl Tear, a perverted orc lover, who else can resonate with someone like Sanita who also has quirks?

Sani Tieta was really impressed: (You might have been better off saying it directly than your current way of describing me as someone born in the same year. What good would it do you to go out and ruin my reputation?)

Rusalka: (You can't just let me be infamous and have all the bad things attributed to me. Since we're good friends, we should go down in the history books together! When the history of the Eternal Plane is rewritten, a pervert like Grand Duke Rusalka's XP is different from that of an ordinary person, but if you're a pervert too, then that's a common trait of exceptional heroes.)

Sanitta emphasized to Rusalka again: "Why do you assume I'm a pervert? I'm just saying that if I had to choose, these elves wouldn't be bad options. It doesn't mean I'm like you and I like everyone with animal ears and tails."

Rusalka: (What's the point of explaining to me? I'm not marrying you. If you really want to explain, go explain it to my ancestors. After all, after my careful persuasion, he now half believes that it was you who led me astray.)

Sani Tower:?

Turn off the microphone. This is what Rusalka is like. He starts talking about even more outrageous things while chatting. It’s better not to chat with him to avoid being mentally polluted.

Rusalka took out an eclair from her pocket and waved it at the elf on the windowsill: "Come on, come on, come down and look at what I have in my hand. I'll treat you to a cream puff."

The elf didn't come over. It seems that it is worthy of being the Queen's personal guard and seems to be quite smart.