Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 176 Plan
Brian walked down from the second floor of the pub.

The air smelled of sour wine and broth, and in the hot soup he smelled onions, mushrooms, carrots, and... horsemeat.

In fact, he doesn't like eating horse meat very much. This kind of meat has a special sour taste, its muscle fibers are even thicker than beef, and the taste is very poor.

Just like the description of the world: donkey meat is fragrant and horse meat is smelly, and mule meat will not be eaten after being killed.

It's hard to imagine why the Niluskan people love this taste. It is said that in some remote and savage tribes in the Niluskan Kingdom, there is even an ancient tradition of letting pregnant women eat the heart of a steed raw, because if they do so, they The child born will become very strong.

Fortunately, this kind of broth is easier to swallow than cold and hard dry food, so for him, there is nothing to complain about.

He looked around nonchalantly.

There were only a few people in the spacious and dimly lit hall. The dwarf Broto was sitting in the corner maintaining his battle axe. The mercenary commander Tie Ying, who was in charge of security, sat alone at the door, sipping his cup from time to time. red wine.

When they broke into the tavern yesterday, the little boy pointing at them with a crossbow was replaced because of his position. He was wiping the table with a rag and arranging the messy chairs in boredom, completely pretending to be a waiter. .

It can be seen from the messiness of the hall that Broto's dwarves and Iron Eagle's men had just had a meal, and they all stayed in the guest room on the second floor to avoid attracting attention.

As for their horses and wagons, they were placed in the stables in the backyard, waiting for the elves to come and pick them up.

Brian also saw that the thin man who was not the boss was sitting opposite the satyr Mario, staring at the pitiful poet with extremely unfriendly eyes. What are you arguing about.

He had already learned yesterday that the man of the 'Sparrow Party' was Olik, and he was a wanderer with good strength.

The purpose of Orlik's stay in the tavern was to establish an outpost for the 'Sparrow Party'.

While guiding and protecting the fleeing civilians to a safe area, they kill those enemies they consider evil.

As for how this 'evil' is judged in their eyes, that's unknown. He just needs to know that he is not an enemy that needs to be eliminated in their eyes.

When he walked down the wooden stairs to the hall, Tie Ying was the first to sense it, looked up with sharp eyes, and nodded to him. Broto put the battle ax on the table and waved to him.

He nodded to Iron Eagle and walked straight towards the dwarf.

"Is there anything left to eat?" Brian asked, sitting on a chair that had just been cleaned by a little boy.

"I knew you would ask that. There is still a little broth left in the kitchen. If you don't mind, I'll warm it up for you." The dwarf replied.

"If you don't mind this, please bring it for me." Brian didn't care.

Upon hearing this, the dwarf immediately walked towards the back kitchen.

Taking advantage of this free time, he leaned on the back of the chair, curiously listening to what Mario was talking about with the other party.

It seems that Mario sang a song boringly in the hall and woke up Orlick who was hiding in the cellar, so this happened.

"My old lady gave birth to a poor girl, so she doesn't live here."

Orlik, who is not the boss, looked at the poet indignantly, "What are you looking at! You poets do good things, play some sad tunes with your broken wooden harps, and silly girls will wipe their tears and take off their clothes and You go to bed, you're so bad."

"The gods are merciful, singing and playing the piano can make girls take off their clothes and feel the warm and bright sunshine. Is this necessarily the singer's fault?" Mario asked depressingly.

"Whatever you say." Orlick snorted, "Anyway, in my territory, it's best to keep your rotten tongue under control, otherwise I will chop off all your lifeblood and feed it to the dogs."

"Olic, please come here, I want to ask you something." Brian interrupted their conversation.

Orlik glared at Mario viciously, got up and walked over.

"I want to know why there were so many corpses floating from the upstream yesterday." Seeing the other party sitting down, he asked straight to the point before he could speak.

Yesterday, after he went out for a trip and harvested enough experience to upgrade, he immediately locked himself in the hut to enchant his equipment, so he naturally didn't know much about the outside world.

"Your Excellency Brian, I have long seen this kind of thing."

Orlik said: "It must be the raiding mercenary group in the dusk forest and the rose army of the kingdom. They are jointly clearing up the elves. It will happen every now and then."

"The corpse floating down..." Brian tapped his finger on the table and said pointedly.

"It's all Rose Army and mercenaries, because only elves like to do this after the battle is over."

Orlick easily guessed the meaning of Brian's words, "The elves believe that the corpses of mercenaries and kingdom soldiers will pollute the forests they live on, so they will be thrown into the Moon Creek River every time the battle is over."

"This is just your unilateral inference." Brian thought for a while, and said his guess, "I think the purpose of their doing this is just not wanting to feed the humanoids in the forest."

"It's also possible." Orlick nodded slightly, "Whatever, as long as the elves don't attack us ordinary people living at the bottom, they can fight as they like."

"I heard that the leader of your 'Sparrow Party', 'Crazy Hunter' Carlot, is also an elf, so... what does he think about elves?" Brian asked curiously as if he had remembered something.

"Not long after the war between the elves and the Rose Army broke out, 'Crazy Hunter' Carrot went to the elven territory alone. After negotiating with their leader, the civilians living on the edge of the Dusk Forest were able to avoid the Green Chaos. Killing." Orik sighed and said slowly:
"As for the very few elves who did not repent and tried to slaughter the village, one counted as one, and almost all of them were wiped out by Lord Carlot."

"So, this elf ranger should be a kind ranger." Mario suddenly leaned over, "He must be like a sparrow when he was fighting in the forest, flying around nimbly. think……"

"Don't even think about it." Orik interrupted the poet's words and deliberately threatened:

"Our Lord Carlot hates poets like you the most. I have a suggestion for you. Throw your wooden harp into the river. Otherwise, Lord Carlotte can guess your identity at a glance. Trust me , when he sees you, he will definitely cut off the two horns on your head first, and then shoot off your troublesome lifeblood with an arrow."

Mario glared at him without showing any weakness, showing a 'you guess I believe it or not' expression.

Hearing what the two said, Brian on the side became somewhat interested in this 'crazy hunter'.

It is said that he is an elven ranger and has the ability to cast magical spells.

To be able to persuade the Elven leader of the Twilight Forest not to slaughter innocent civilians, he believes that this can never be done by lip service, but also requires fearsome strength.

As Mario said, as an elf ranger with the assistance of ranger magic, he can indeed gain a unique advantage in the dense forest, just like a sparrow, erratic, making it hard for the enemy to guard against.

Just as he was thinking, Broto came over with a bowl of steaming broth and two stale oatcakes in it.

After thanking him, he broke the two oatmeal cakes left by the elf couple into small pieces, soaked them in the sour horse broth, and tasted them with 'relish'.

"Broto, have you contacted the elves?" After taking two sips of the broth that didn't taste very good, he put down his wooden spoon and looked at the dwarf opposite.

When he met the frustrated gaze of the other party, he immediately guessed the meaning.

"I can't get in touch. This is where the elf originally delivered the goods to me." Broto said depressedly, "Who knew that the elf couple were actually killed..."

"The Rose Army did it." Orlik added in an emphatic tone.

One of his front teeth was knocked out by a dwarf, but it didn't make him hate the dwarf, instead he became one with the group of dwarves.

The reason for this is mainly related to the astonishing amount of wine in the dwarf truck, and their drinking capacity for a thousand glasses.

"Why did the Rose Army kill them?"

Mario said: "I have been here many times. It is said that this elf couple opened this tavern 500 years ago in memory of their elf king. It smells like roses and tastes very good, and it is very famous in the entire Yuexihe Plain. Moreover, I can feel that this pair of kind elves have never looked at any human beings with arrogant eyes."

"The red wine is also very delicious, although it is only a little worse than our dwarves' dark beer." Broto also echoed, changing Orlik's pair of white eyes.

"Because they have never rejected elves, this is enough to kill them."

Brian just ate a piece of oatmeal cake softened by the broth, and it didn't taste as good as Mario said.

It was a mixture of rotten smell and sour taste of horse meat, and it filled his mouth at the same time, making him forcefully swallow it with an ugly face.

He swore in his heart that when he arrived in the city of Abrera, he must treat his stomach well.

"Then what are you going to do next?" He frowned and looked at Brotto, "You can't just sit here and wait."

He maintained a neutral attitude towards the war between the elves and the Tasha, but he was not so friendly towards the evil and cruel plundering mercenaries.

Because he felt that these people were more like his own mobile experience packs. Whether he could quickly increase his level depended entirely on how many members of the plundering mercenary group he could meet.

After all, his current identity is the lord of Longshou Harbor and the Storm Islands, and the information from Kapas, the head of the White Crow Mercenary Corps, has already let him know what difficulties he will face when he returns to the territory.

If he can defeat the raiding mercenary group here, it means that the difficulty of unifying his territory will be reduced accordingly.

Therefore, if he has enough time, he doesn't mind using this group of evil mercenaries to brush up his experience points.

Broto glanced at Olik and said: "I have already discussed with Olik, and he will take me to the dusk forest later to find the team of elves. There are many members of the 'Sparrow Party' in the forest. They are like sparrows. Flying around the treetops, it will definitely help me quickly contact the elves and complete this task as soon as possible."

"If we can't contact the elves, does that mean we have to send the goods to Abrera City?"

After Brian finished speaking, he took off the wine bag on his belt and took a sip of wine. The weird taste in his mouth was finally replaced by sweet sake. He felt that his breakfast was more like a dark dish.

"If this batch of goods is not handed over to the elves, they will not help the council of elders in the city of Abrera, and the long-planned plans of those old guys will be ruined." Broto didn't care about the outsider next to him. Rick, speaking bluntly to Brian.

Brian glanced at Orlik inadvertently, and noticed that the other party didn't show any surprise when he heard the news, so he immediately understood that Broto had told him about it.

He knew that Broto was a dwarf who looked rough on the outside but had a delicate mind. Since he dared to disclose this kind of news to the Sparrow Party without any scruples, he must have his intentions.

After all, Broto and Gerber had confessed to him that after returning to Abrera, they would leave the port city with their forces.

Whether or not the Council of Elders in Abrera City fails has little to do with it.

"How about this." He thought for a moment, then looked at the dwarf, "Let me go to the Dusk Forest with Oric and help you contact the elf team. In this way, the speed will be faster."

"Have you finished your business?" Broto asked subconsciously, "I heard from Gerber that you are doing a very important thing, so try not to disturb you if it's nothing important."

"It's settled." Brian knew that the other party was referring to the matter of enchanting the mithril chain armor, so he nodded slightly, "So, it is most appropriate for me to handle this matter."

It just so happened that he could take advantage of this opportunity to harvest the experience packs of the plundering mercenary group.

"Alright then, just to be on the safe side, I'll pick a few young men with good skills to go with you." Broto didn't shirk, got up and planned to walk to the second floor.

"Your Excellency Brian, if necessary, I would also like to accompany you to the Dusk Forest." Tie Ying, who was sitting at the door without saying a word, also said.

"I think it's most appropriate to go alone. After all, I'm going too fast, and I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up with me." Brian rejected their offer.

Broto paused and sat back down again, while the mercenary captain continued to respond to his refusal with his own silence.

"If there's nothing else, let's go. I'm ready." Seeing this, Brian signaled to Olik beside him.

"Okay, Sir Brian, please come with me."

Orlick walked towards the backyard of the tavern, "I will row you to the other side of the Moon Creek River, and then send you to our 'Sparrow Party' secret stronghold in the Dusk Forest."

Brian nodded slightly, and followed Olick's footsteps.

When the two walked out of the tavern, he vaguely heard Mario's slow singing:
There is a lonely tavern on the bank of Yuexi River, the boss is not the boss, his wife is as ugly as a toad...

(End of this chapter)