The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 165: Honey to others, poison to me

Although the returned deposit and the prepared payment for goods prevented Han Fuli from living on the streets, that was not the life a soldier should have, and it was certainly not the life that Han Fuli, the once glorious leader of a mercenary group, wanted.

Han Fuli Teutonic had been in the mercenary group since he was a child. He was used to leading the team into the Elf Forest, and was used to being surrounded and flattered by merchants when he came out. He was also used to the king-like status surrounded by the members of the mercenary group.

However, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Han Fuli was already overwhelmed by the mercenary group that was running out of money and almost unable to maintain operations. The trip to Xiangpu City became the last straw that broke the camel's back for the leader. In turn, Han Fuli also held a grudge against them.

However, that has nothing to do with Feng Yu. He is now busy building a steel rolling mill. It is his hard work, the embodiment of the industrial strength of the Xiangpu City Camp, and the foundation of industrial take-off.

As soon as high-quality molten steel comes out, Feng Yu will make them into steel rails, fix them on sleepers, and spread them across the wilderness, upgrading the Lengshui River water transportation, which is increasingly lagging behind in the wilderness' development, to convenient and fast land rail transportation.

However, what Feng Yu didn't know was that sometimes things don't go as expected, and life is always full of surprises.

And one person's surprise may very likely become another person's shock.

Cattail City is developing rapidly, and a major event has also occurred in the two major human empires of the Green Continent. Although this major event is not a good thing for either the three tribes or Cattail City, it is extremely bad news.

The goblin airship once again landed in the Brocade Empire's closest large city to the Elf Forest.

Before the goblins could start selling their sought-after goods, and before Han Fuli could show his pessimism to the members of his mercenary group, a huge piece of news spread like the wind from the Moran Empire in the south to the entire Brocade Empire in the north, shocking the goblins in the caravan and the loser Han Fuli.

Master Cromwell, the Royal Grand Mage and one of the three Grand Mages of the Moran Empire in the south, had recently comprehended the ultimate meaning of the wind magic element in his own magic tower at the Royal Magic Academy of the Moran Empire, and had instantly become a master... and finally reached the next level, becoming a wind magic saint.

This was not only a major event in the human magic world, but also a major event in the two great empires of the north and the south, because from this moment on, the fragile balance between the two empires had been broken.

The power of the Mage, the Saint of Magic, is self-evident.

When the Elf Mage was alive, the entire human race never dared to show their teeth to the elves. Why? Wasn't it because of the Mage's extraordinary strategic deterrence? !

When Emperor Zhijin heard the news, he actually rejected it. He instinctively refused to believe the authenticity of the news.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. More and more news has shown that a wind mage has been born from the Royal Magic Academy of the Moran Empire in the south.

Rumor has it that Emperor Moran has officially approved the construction of a super magic tower worthy of the status of a mage for the new mage Cromwell in the back mountain of the Royal Magic Academy, to commemorate this hard-earned human mage.

When Emperor Zhijin of the Northern Zhijin Empire heard the news, the first image that popped into his mind was the Zhijin Imperial Palace being blown all over the sky by a forbidden spell-level gale, and the dead members of the Zhijin royal family.

The Brocade Emperor realized that the right to survive or destroy was no longer in his hands.

The Moran Empire in the south was celebrating wildly, and the carnival had been going on for nearly half a month. The royal family was eager to empty their own savings to pay for this grand carnival.

The Brocade Empire in the north was in a state of grief at this time, like a lamb to be slaughtered, with its limbs tied up and ready to be killed.

At the critical moment, Emperor Zhijin showed the responsibility of an emperor. He handed over his sword of king, which symbolized the imperial authority and could command the royal guards and the army, to the prince he appointed, and resolutely boarded the royal airship.

The so-called royal airship is a luxurious version of the goblin airship, with gorgeous decorations, larger magic circles and air bags, and a larger and more gorgeous hanging basket.

Originally, the Royal Airship was something that was rarely used, because it was prepared for the emperor to travel far away, but when would an emperor need to travel far away? !

Airships have always carried the most precious things and the most powerful people in history. The emperor of the Brocade Empire, carrying gifts of great value, boarded the royal airship and headed towards an unknown destiny.

The letter had already been sent to the Moran Empire through magic. Emperor Zhijin left with determination, and he was ready to bear any consequences.

Due to the limitation of human life span, it is extremely difficult for humans to produce a magic saint. There is no king among magicians. This sentence is the most true portrayal of human mages.

Human magicians cannot compare with elven magicians. The biggest factor limiting elven magicians is talent, because they have plenty of time to accumulate magic power and reach a higher level.

Human magicians are different. What limits them is not only their talent, but also their relatively short lifespan. The lifespan of an elf is ten times that of a human. If human magicians want to catch up with the achievements of elven magicians, they have to work ten times harder.

It is precisely because high-end human magicians rarely have time to participate in complex imperial issues, so the royal families of the two major human empires respect high-end magicians very much, because they do not fight for power and profit, but are also a strategic deterrent force.

As for those little magicians who have joined various forces, that is of no importance, because their development potential is gone, and they cannot play a decisive role. At best, they are just a fifty-dollar artillery cart.

Emperor Moran of the Moran Empire knew his own affairs best. He had already figured out what the situation was with Cromwell the Mage Saint when Cromwell became the Grand Mage.

Although Emperor Moran personally visited Cromwell as soon as he became a French Saint, Cromwell still gave the emperor the same answer as always.

Without a correct attitude towards magic, he would not be able to become a great magician. Without a correct attitude towards magic, he would not be able to become a magic saint!
Although Emperor Moran understood this truth, he still felt very regretful.

Because as long as Cromwell, the Saint of Law, nodded slightly, he might become the king of all mankind like the first emperor of mankind, Cromwell Eagle. Unfortunately, he knew that Cromwell would never nod his head.

However, as the emperor of the Southern Empire, the sponsor of the Royal Magic Academy, and Cromwell's nominal king, although he could not drive Cromwell to go against his own ideals and help him complete his eternal empire, he could ask him for a small favor.

(End of this chapter)