MTL - Medieval Empire Soldier-Chapter 92 Ninety-three Under the Sorceress Tower (Subscription required)

   Chapter 92 Ninety-three Under the Sorceress Tower (Subscribe)

   "Thanks to the businessman who cooperated with you, he often buys magic potions from me, which is well kept secret and sold well. He earned hundreds of gold coins in more than two months."

   "Atelu Overland? The businessman's profit-seeking nature makes sense." Laylen immediately thought of the potbellied businessman.

   Apart from him, most of the merchants who travel to and from Oak Village lack sufficient influence and connections. The caravans carry more magic potions, and the gross profit is at least doubled. Big merchants like to make powerful people.

If Lallen guessed correctly, the whole set of cherry wood furniture in the tower must have been given to the sorceress by Overland as a gift. It is not an easy thing to buy a set of cherry wood furniture in a short time. The fat merchant must have spent a lot of money. A lot of thought is used to show kindness.

   Kingdom Knight said sincerely: "The overall layout and decoration of the tower is enviable, luxurious and stylish."

"What? The lord of the oak collar, is he trying to collect taxes from me?" Rosamina said with a smile: "Remember that you still owe me a bottle of healing potion and a bottle of moonlight flower potion. If you want to collect taxes, see For the sake of being a lord, offer a preferential price and only charge 70 gold coins~"

   said, the sorceress stretched out her palm to Lallen with a light smile, motioning for money.

  Lairn looked at his nose, nose at his heart, and looked away as if he didn't see it.

"No kidding, Lord, the production process of that bottle of moonlight flower potion is extremely cumbersome and complicated. There are as many as seventeen steps in just one cooking process, and moonlight flower, the main material of the potion, is only available in Lauren Loren Forest. There are only a few plants in the medicine garden, and they will be gone when they are used up." Rosa Mina pushed open the room further back and pouted: "Hey, she can't be without my moonlight flower potion. It's not so quick to adjust the remaining demonic waves."

Lailun looked in the direction she was pointing, Katarina in a light green pleated skirt, her brown hair was braided in a long ponytail, down to her waist, and she was standing slim by the window of the room, perhaps because of her dress. She has a little more elegance about her.

The    female elf slowly turned her eyes away and met the kingdom knight.

   "Katarina. 伱. Do you feel better?" Leron stepped over the threshold and scratched his head, thinking only of this opening sentence.

   ".Hmm." The female elf pursed her lips and nodded lightly in response.

   The two are still looking at each other, tacitly understanding what happened before.

"It's still quite worrying. After all, the injury is so severe that walking is a problem. Hehe, you said that if the medicine doesn't work, you will slash my abdomen with a dagger." Lailun grinned: "I I don't want to be remembered all the time."

"Hey! Lord of the oak collar, are you questioning the efficacy of my potion? Huh?!" The sorceress sitting on the side refused, and Rosa Mina clapped her hands in dissatisfaction: "Okay, okay, Kingdom Knight, you have seen the people you should meet, and you have visited the people who should visit. As a lord, there should be a lot of official business to be busy with, right? Leave the time to me and Katarina, she still needs to rest for a while , the wound will heal completely.”

   "Rosamina.." The female elf gave the sorceress a light snort, disapproving of her rush to drive away Laylen.

"Okay, okay, time will be left to you first, but don't forget, your body is still in a weak state, but you can't stand the torture!" Rosa Mina smiled sweetly, walked out of the room, and opened the door by the way. Close out.

   "Boom~" and the door closed.

  "Hey" Lailun just wanted to reach out his hand, but he had to give up. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a smile: "She's joking, don't take it seriously."

   "I know." The female elf replied softly, walked past the window sill, and got closer to the Kingdom Knight: "Is there nothing you want to say? Or. What do you want to do?"

   "For example?" Lailun was a little confused, and his intuition told him that the female elf seemed to be implying something.

   "Ha~" The female elf laughed, her beautiful face regained her usual heroic spirit, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her amber eyes flashed brightly.

Watching her approaching step by step, Laren felt inexplicably tense in his heart, as if he was facing the oppression of the four-meter-tall bloodthirsty bull for the first time in the church of Bray Town, his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling: "Ah, ah .I remember, all is well in the heather, and your brethren have returned to the Forest of Lauren Loren."

   "That's not what I said." Katarina chuckled and shook her head. The neckline of the pleated skirt looked plump, and her fair skin fell into Laren's eyes.

"Uh, the construction of Eslai's trading post is proceeding in an orderly manner, and dozens of craftsmen have been recruited to help. It is expected to be completed by the end of the year, haha." Lailun said dryly, always feeling that the female elf would draw a dagger and stab it. To his throat: "Of course, a trade caravan of Eslai came a while ago, bought a lot of food from the market, and a few weapons Katarina forged by dwarf blacksmiths, what do you want? Are you asking about this?"

   "It's not like this either." The female elf shook her head stubbornly. Her tall figure was nearly 1.75 meters, and she was still a little short in front of the tall kingdom knights.

  Katarina stared up at Laren's face slightly, with a teasing look in her eyes, and exhaled Fang Lan said: "Can't you guess?"

   The two magic lamps that were lit in the room went out without warning, and darkness enveloped them in an instant.

   "Me" Laren gave a wry smile, and just as he was about to say something, he felt like he was being hugged.

In just a moment, the feeling of Ruyan's embrace came from her arms. Katarina's arms hugged him tightly, and her whole body was snuggled up against Lailun's chest. The Kingdom Knight was slightly surprised and stretched out her arms to hug him. Her soft body.

   In the time he spent with the female elf, it seemed that all the ambiguity and tenderness were paving the way for this moment.

   The bright stars shone outside the window, the silver of the stars shined into the room, and the two embraced tightly.

   There was no more noise in the tower, everything was silent, the dark forest in the distance was completely dyed, and a little bright fire came into sight.

   Feeling the female elf's slightly rapid breathing, her clean and refreshing hair exudes the fragrance of forest trees.

"Huh~~ You should have remembered this long ago, hugs seem a lot unfamiliar." Katarina raised her hand and brushed Laren's face, sobbed, with a happy smile on her face: "Eisley has a tradition , When you meet someone you like, women will use a personal dagger to slash a man's chest, would you like it?"

   "I think I should be able to handle it." Laren raised his brows and said with a smile, "But before making a cut, I want to ask you how much you care about me."

   "Have I ever cared about you?" Katarina brushed off the dust from Laren's shoulders, her amber eyes filled with softness.

Under the playful gaze of the kingdom knights, she snorted softly: "Maybe once or twice, but that doesn't mean anything. At first, I was worried that if you were unpredictable, the morale of the hundreds of humans under your command would collapse immediately. With the strength of more than 40 Eslai warriors alone, there is no way to kill the Norscan chief."

"Remember that time when we attacked the robbers of the Wolf Thief Group?" Laren pressed his forehead against the female elf's forehead and rubbed lightly: "When I was trapped by several muskets, dozens of longbows, and heavy crossbows. , didn't you save me?"

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense, okay? I was just trying to save you. I didn't have any extra thoughts." Katarina's cheeks were a little hot due to Laren's affectionate actions. You will find that the beautiful face of the female elf is strange, red like a ripe apple.

"Okay, okay, I believe what you said, I believe it all." Laylen hugged Katarina again, and after a few minutes, she let go of her arms and sat on the edge of the double bed in the middle of the room, while the girl The elf straddled his lap, and her act also provoked a strong reaction from someone.

  Lairn's right palm was taken up and held by a pair of warm little hands. The two of them kept the posture of one up and one down. Under the shining silver light, they looked at each other and smiled.

"Fortunately, there are only you and me in this room. If the eternal guards who protect the queen's handmaiden find out, what will they do?" The kingdom knight hugged her with one hand and smiled lightly: "castration? Beheading? Or Without further ado, take me to the Forest of Lauren Loren to meet your Majesty Queen Marist?"

"Hehe~ Her Majesty is not easy to see." Katarina felt the warmth from the big hand, and smiled politely: "Only speaking to you, the Eternal Guards at most express protest, after all, I am still here. here."

  Lairen asked earnestly, "Has there been any examples of falling in love with humans in the history of Eslai?"

"Every quiet and peaceful midsummer night, the Eslays will gather around the bonfire, tossing and turning over and over to share the stories of the past thousand years and anecdotes outside the forest. The stories about the love between elves and humans are very few, almost a handful. Countable." The female elf said frankly, she lowered her neck and kissed Laren on the cheek: "After all, this is a beautiful accident, a love that crosses races."

  Lyren stared at her beautiful amber eyes and said softly, "So, I'm lucky to be the protagonist of a beautiful story?"

   "Maybe, or maybe not."

  Katarina stared into the eyes of the kingdom knight with a lonely expression, she whispered: "It is destined to be a beautiful story, but in the end of beauty, not everything is perfect."

   "Huh? What?" Lailun didn't hear the female elf's words, and put her arms around her waist.

   "It's nothing." Katarina's face showed a happy smile, a pair of jade arms wrapped around his neck, and Laren also quietly felt the softness and warmth.

   Rare peace, undisturbed by worldliness and war, the two healed each other spiritually and accommodated each other.

   A few minutes later, Katarina let go of the arm around her neck, stood up, adjusted her green pleated skirt, and looked at Laren with the same soft gaze.

   "What's the matter?" the Kingdom Knight asked softly.

She seemed to think about it for a long time and took off the obsidian dagger that was tied to the outside of her thigh: "The first thing a female Eslai saw when she opened her eyes after birth was a dagger that would accompany her all her life, Aisha. The priests will bless him."

  Lyren listened quietly to her.

"According to legend, when the mother goddess Aisha fell in love with the father **** Kunos, she gave the hunting **** an 'eagle dagger', which gave the goddess divine power and saved Kuno during the invasion of chaos. Eslay's life saved the continuation of Eslay, so whenever a female Eslay chooses to entrust her life, she will give her personal dagger and pray to the mother goddess to bless him."

   "Now." Katarina smiled brightly and handed the dagger to Lallen: "It's yours now."

  “.”

  Something is determined at this moment.

Ten days later, the wood elf trade station built by the oak collar welcomed another group of caravans. The fruit, jewelry, etc., brought the decree of Queen Marist.

  The heather land was temporarily stabilized, and the Beastman Beastmaster Gorakta reappeared in West Territory, and the Beastman War Gang under his command was constantly approaching the Gold and Silver Holy Woods area in Lauren Loren Forest.

  The forest needs to concentrate and defend against the threat of Chaos.

  Lyren stood on the northernmost border of the Oak Collar, holding the obsidian dagger tightly in his hand, silently staring at the retreat of the Wood Elf caravan and the back of the Queen's Handmaiden riding the stag.

   Behind him, on a compacted and tidy stone road, Nikas Francis and a few ranger knights stood there quietly, and there was a wooden sentry tower a few dozen meters away.

   As far as the eye can see, there are farmlands and prosperity. The people are working hard to cultivate. In the midsummer season, the wheat waves are turning.

The scorching sun, the dazzling sunlight, made the armor of the ranger knights hot, and their jaws kept dripping with sweat the size of a bean. knight.

  Nikas Francis secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked around at the persistent appearance of the ranger knights around him, and if they stood up again, they would be at risk of heat stroke.

After    sighed, Nikas walked to Laren's side and followed the gaze of the oak lord, staring together.

   At this moment, he can best understand the feelings of the kingdom knights, and comforted him in a deep voice: "Laylen, they have gone far, and we should go back."

  "." Lailun was silent for a few minutes, then looked down at the obsidian dagger left by the female elf, inserted it into the dagger sheath around his waist, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Go back, there is still a lot to do."

   Thanks to the title of Knight of the Honorary Kingdom, a quasi-military noble with a fief size starting at least as a village.

  Oak Village was eventually renamed Oak Town and became a high-profile new village standing in the southern part of the Dracowald Forest.

Outside Oak Town, you can see the silhouettes of iron-clad sergeants on both sides of the road in the distance. Eighty elite infantrymen wearing half-length chain mail, precision-crafted infantry breastplates, and halberds stand upright. Decorative irises in various colors.

   All the sergeants of the halberd battalion, standing under the scorching sun, follow the lord loyally.

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   (end of this chapter)