Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 376 The Undying Demon King's Allies

The four-wheeled wooden cart, without any power, moved forward along the main road, its rolling wheels emitting invisible ripples and smoothing out the road surface once more.

On the wooden cart, the three elves looked extremely grim. Only after experiencing it firsthand did they truly realize the extent of the local technological advancements.

Strictly speaking, these wooden golems are not particularly sophisticated compared to the elves' spell system. However, unlike the elves who use most of their spells for combat, this idea of ​​purely serving the people is something they have never heard of before.

"And think about it carefully."

On the large cart, the elven warrior lowered his voice and communicated quietly with his two companions in Elvish.

"If we were to go to war with these bald-eared people..."

As the wooden cart moved smoothly, the expressions on the faces of the elven mage and elven priest became subtle.

Indeed, this wooden cart is currently used to transport people, but in times of war, it could be used to transport supplies, which would mean that the entire logistics system of those bald-eared men could be almost unmanned.

If logistics can be automated, then the frontal battlefield can too, as long as enough wooden golems are sent over, just like the sea of ​​skeletons of the Undead Demon King in their homeland.

And let's see what these wooden golems are capable of...

Even the Undying Demon King would probably fall short.

After all, the undead army under the Undying Demon King could only use corpses to sew some corpses together and make a large mountain of corpses—but with these wooden golems, it was a completely different story.

They had personally witnessed the earthwork capabilities of these wooden golems. If given the chance, these wooden golems could probably stand up on the spot the moment they were enduring magical attacks.

"Is this the Undying Demon King's ally?"

The thought that such a powerful war machine was actually the enemy of the elves weighed heavily on the hearts of the three elves.

However, they also vaguely thought of something else.

"Are these bald-eared people really enemies?"

It's understandable that they would think of this, after all, they had come into contact with those bald-eared people. Although they were quite indifferent and didn't want to work, no matter how you looked at it, these bald-eared people didn't seem like the bloodthirsty and warlike type.

But the thought only flashed through their minds before disappearing without a trace.

After a moment of distraction, all that remained in their minds was their wariness of these bald-eared locals.

"But we still need to earn their money to cover our travel expenses... So how exactly do you earn the money?"

The two elves looked at the elven mage again, genuinely curious as to why their companion was able to earn money.

Could it be because the other party is fluent in the local dialect?

"If you really want to know... then come with me."

Seeing that the wooden cart had already entered the town, the elven mage simply got off.

"Then let me show you how I make money."

After a short search, the elven mage found a passerby who looked kind and then knelt down with a thud.

"I really can't find a job! Please, please give me some!"

The elven warriors and elven priests were stunned; they never imagined that the travel expenses would come from such a source.

But what frustrated them even more was that this method actually worked. At least, after hesitating for a moment, the passerby actually paid the elven mage some money.

"Okay, the next step, the fare, is covered."

The elven mage, having received the money, returned to the two and showed them the amount in his balance.

"You should all give it a try and try to get our dinner."

"..."

The elven warriors and elven priests looked at each other.

But after a moment's hesitation, they still decisively chose to be beggars.

Although such behavior is indeed shameful, they have experienced even worse conditions before—like when they infiltrated the Demon King's castle, they even gnawed on the bones of those undead because they didn't have enough supplies.

They were all seasoned warriors, so naturally they didn't value a little bit of dignity too much. Or rather, they valued whether things could be accomplished more than dignity.

"However, this method cannot be used frequently."

The elven warrior, who also prayed for a little extra money, even pointed out its flaws.

“It’s different here from my hometown; you can hardly see any beggars… Although we did manage to get some travel expenses, the act itself was still too conspicuous.”

“I know, that’s why I sent you to ask for the money for dinner.”

The elven mage nodded, indicating that he had planned for this in advance.

"I've already inquired about the giant serpent we're going to kill. It's said to be in the capital of these bald-eared people, a large city called Tahrir. And according to what the people here say, the serpent is of a very high status. It's basically impossible for us to approach it in a normal way... So we must integrate into the local society. That's the foundation of everything."

As for how to integrate into society, the first step is naturally to find a job that pays. This is why elven mages come to towns first, since a large population means more opportunities.

"Then there's the little money you begged for for dinner. It's enough for us to have some fun at the nearby tavern, where we can get more information."

Seeing that the elven mage was aware of the situation, the other two elves chose to follow.

As it turns out, these bald-eared creatures, like the elves, also had a need for alcohol, and even the habit of opening taverns for people to drink and relax. This made the three elves feel somewhat familiar—perhaps from this perspective, elves and these bald-eared creatures have many similarities, so there was no need to open taverns at all…

"War will break out, war is inevitable. These bald-eared men are allies of the Undying Demon King, and they are all evil!"

The thought of peace slipped through their cerebral cortex, leaving only a moment of distraction and endless hostility—but as battle-hardened warriors, they were able to conceal their murderous intent well.

Just like now, they can even raise their glasses, put their arms around the shoulders of these bald-eared locals, and laugh heartily.

But to the three elves' surprise, the first thing these bald-eared locals did after getting drunk was not to openly chatter about random things like the elves.

Instead, they all started banging on the table and began singing hymns from the Earth Church, praising the earth.

"...Earth Church?"

The three elves once again caught this key word.

(End of this chapter)