The Amber Sword

Chapter 119: Ring of Trade Wind (1) (Second)

Nordas had a dream. In the dream, he was surrounded by tide-like undead creatures. In the endless and empty wilderness, those bones showed calcified gray-yellow, hollow eyes, and a group of red flames beating. Skeletons rushed to him from wave to wave.

He dreamed that his comrades fell one by one, his position was full of arrows, and he looked around. There were corpses all over, and Eru hung down exhausted with the damaged flag, and remained motionless.

Until the last moment, heaven and earth seemed to fall to him--

Then he awakened from this dream, yelling and sat up on the bed covered with soft reeds. There was still a chill in the black forest in the morning, but Nordas touched his back, the vest was soaked and pale His forehead was also covered with fine sweat beads.

He sat on the bed for a while before returning to his senses, raising his head to see a ray of morning light flowing from the window sill into this small room-the window was actually a hole dug out of a tree trunk. Round hole.

The furnishings in the room are simple, most of them are made of wood, and even the entire room is hollowed out in the trunk. Some vines hang down from the top, forming a natural and simple space.

Nordas held his forehead, and then he was shocked to remember that he was no longer on the battlefield. It had been several months since he was rescued by those strange people and sent to here, but he often had such nightmares.

He took a breath and stood up, a little wobbly, and then suddenly he heard the noise coming from the window, which was strange.

The village has always been quiet.

What happened?

Or did the revival ceremony begin?

Nordas came to the window and looked out of doubt--

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The settlement set up by the druids on the periphery of the Trade Wind Circle is a town called 'Green Tower'. It is indeed a town, and it also inhabits thousands of people, as well as a large number of centaurs, tree elves, and some Tani. Asian.

The druids have lived with other races in the Black Forest for a long time. They have established many such villages in the forest-planting a kind of extremely fast-growing ancient wood and living in the trunks of these magical ancient woods. in.

The village is built where these towering trees are about twenty or thirty meters above the ground, and the entire town is connected by suspension bridges-those suspension bridges are formed by tangled magic vines, with wooden boards in the middle, which is more reliable than the strongest stone bridge .

Countless suspension bridges shuttle between ancient trees, forming a peculiar landscape of the city in the air. The druids work at sunrise and sunset, but the centaurs have the opposite schedule. They like the brightly lit marketplace. Lighting is also installed on the suspension bridge-a large lilies of the valley that looks like lanterns and can glow at night.

But more are the thick, vines that spin upwards, leading to the upper levels of the town, where the druids meet, and the Eagle's Nest.

Druids and giant eagles have been partners, and they have allied themselves for hundreds of years.

When Brando followed the group of Great Druid Grey Ravens slowly along the green vines, he saw these astonishing raptors flying up and down between the huge trunks.

The giant canopies are like their clouds, allowing them to shuttle between these green clouds.

Of course Brando also saw the patrols of the Centaurs guards, wearing shiny armor, passing them with a serious sentry helmet-Centaurs and Druids have been living together for quite a long time. This is A fighting nation, their individual strength is even stronger than that of cavemen.

But in the Black Forest, they also depend on the druids to survive.

In addition to them, this town has a large number of tree elves, Tanya and bear monsters, as well as Pegasus and unicorns. As long as they worship the forest goddess Niya, they are all guests of the Druids.

However, the druid is not responsible for the daily operation of the town. In fact, the defense of the Green Tower is in the hands of a centaur leader named Zenia. The daily operation is controlled by a tree elf, Tania and The administration of the executive council composed by the bear monsters.

The druids live in the upper druid area. They have their own government, called the Deadwood Council, to handle all internal affairs of the druid.

Of course, their main business is to monitor the ring of trade winds and the changes in the Black Forest.

The upper druids are much simpler than the urban areas. The big druids wound a square with thick vines between six circular trees, and the center of the square is the icon of the goddess Niya. The hollow branches of six ancient trees in six directions constitute six halls, and the hall in the west is where the dead wood parliament is located.

At the entrance of this hall are two ancient Shuren, two or three stories tall. They are holding their upper body with their palms and are snoring-these Shuren seem to be guards guarding the hall, but they do not Did not do his duty.

But when Brando and his party approached them, the tree man on the left half opened his eyes, and he glanced at the Great Raven Druid, then closed slowly again.

Another Shuren was snoring, and his voice grew like a piece of music from an ancient woodland.

"Please follow me." Grey Raven Druid nodded to the two treacherous men, and then turned back to the others.

Brando nodded and followed him into the hall-the young men under him had already been left in the town area, and naturally the hospitable tree elves received them, and Kuran and Ropal were with them, just in case These overpowered guys are in trouble.

At the moment the only people behind the young lord were Akane and Antitina. They had never seen such a place before, and their eyes were full of curiosity. Even if the noble lady wanted to hold back some, she couldn't help looking around. .

This hall is no different from the usual architectural style of the druids. It is simple and natural, and there is no extra decoration except for some statues of ancestor druids and beast spirits-but the hall was hollowed out and only left Place some pillars to make the hall appear to be exposed to the wind.

Of course, the magical ancient trees have very strong vitality. Even so, they will not affect their growth. From here on, this ancient tree has lush foliage.

Brando saw a circle of people standing in the hall.

Elder Andrew, the Druid he had met for the first time, was among them. There were several other elders, a total of seventeen. But Brando felt only two of them with a breath similar to that of the Great Raven Druid.

In other words, the three druids of the Green Tower gathered here.

"Really look at me." Brando couldn't help thinking, and then he suddenly saw a small figure rushing out of the room on one side, throwing long green hair, and plunging it into his arms.

"Brother Brother!" Funia shouted happily as she buried her head in Brando's arms.

As the chosen person of the forest goddess, she knew that Brando had left the fir collar to go to this place, but it was expected for more than a month, and finally it was this day.

Brando took a moment to recognize the little girl. Funia had grown taller in the past six months, and her face became much more rosy. It seems that the druids took good care of the little girl.

However, he did not know that there was a misunderstanding. Druids would not take care of people. In the past few months, Funia's daily life was actually taken care of by the Tree Elf Council, because these were originally entrusted by the Greater Druid. The hospitable elves are more afraid to snub.

Brando touched Funia's head, raised his head and said to the elders of the Druids, "I like people who talk and believe. You didn't lie to me-I'm satisfied."

Funia seemed to understand that Brando was about to talk about her business. She responded that Brando's hands were crooked, and then she stood sideways.

Antinina squatted down and took the little girl's hand, smiling slightly at her.

Funia responded with a sweet smile.

"Lord Lord," the oldest druid standing in the middle of the seventeen druid elders spoke. He was walking with a cane, wearing a long leaf cloak, his eyebrows were gray and his face was gray. Wrinkles and furrows crisscross, but only a pair of eyes are sharp and energetic.

But as soon as he spoke, Brando interrupted him politely: "The elder," he said, "I am an aristocrat of Eruin, but it does not make sense to leave the human world as a subordinate, so you do n’t have to do that. Call me. "

"Here you are the elder, I am the young, and you call me Brando directly."

The elder froze slightly, then his expression softened a little and nodded. But looking at Andrew aside, he asked the latter to stand up and say to Brando, "Lord Lord, let me—"

Brando knew that this was in return for respect, and he nodded, and he didn't object.

"What the elder wants to ask is, Lord Lord, have you said that you know the ancient magic of the Druids, and even the secrets in the Black Forest? He wants to know how credible this sentence is?"

Brando thought that these druids would not deal with people, so if a customer came from a long distance without first letting someone rest, he would go directly to the door and discuss the business. The impression is too unfriendly.

However, he likes this style, otherwise if he really wants to stay here for three days, and then slowly discuss the business after the dinner, it is estimated that he would not want to enter the ring of trade winds for half a month.

He didn't have that much time to squander.

He thought for a moment and replied, "I just know some ancient magic, it doesn't mean that I understand, let alone be good at it. As for the Black Forest on the border of Tonigel, I do know some insider information."

"Let's say the ruins in the forest are Valhalla. Is this true?" A tall Druid asked.

"No," Brando glanced at this guy, and confirmed that he was the Druid of the Beast Spirit Ring: "I just said that Valhalla was in the Ring of Trade Winds, as for whether it was the ruin-only It can be said that they are very close together. "

The elder nodded, and Brando was dissatisfied with his words, and he did not easily draw conclusions, which made him feel credible. But he didn't answer, and the other druids just glanced at each other.

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