Summoning Total War

Block after block, block after block.

When Murphy organized the listed data files and put them back in the drawer, when he looked up, he found that the late-night snacks prepared by Lingdang for him had been wiped out, and the guy in front of him actually looked calm and calm. It was as if eating secretly had nothing to do with her. But please, can you please wipe the crumbs from the corners of your mouth before you act like this?

Dim light.

The oil lamp made a "pop-pop" sound from time to time. This was because the grease contained dregs, and the territory did not yet have the luxury of using good grease for electric lamps. Due to the level of craftsmanship in this era, the lighting tools were quite weak. The brightness of the oil lamp could only illuminate a distance of two to three meters, and the brightness was not even as bright as a candle in the previous life. And because the grease was impure, the lights flickered on and off.

A ray of breeze seeped into the room, and the dim lights suddenly began to sway, as if they were about to go out.

Murphy quickly stretched out his hand to protect the oil lamp and signaled to the guy in front of him to close the window that had not been closed before. Before the advent of matchbox lighters, making a fire was quite troublesome. Although it is not still at the level of primitive people who drill wood to make fire, flint and steel still need to be used. Anyone who knows a little bit about flint and steel knows that it is a pain in the ass.

The window was closed, and the thin figure came to sit in front of Murphy again, looking serious.

"Why are you here?" Murphy looked at the person in front of him and asked. The dim light gave her face a more graceful and soft look, and the lines that had seemed quite strong before softened. It seemed like she had put on makeup last time. At least her eyebrows were thicker and straighter than now. She was obviously very heroic! This time she didn't seem to be deliberately hiding her gender. Murphy could clearly find some female characteristics in her body.

For example, the chest, such as the fragrance, such as...

"Do you still have this?" A pair of green eyes fell on Murphy. She stretched out her small tongue and licked the corner of her mouth, asking pitifully.

"You finished it." Murphy was stunned for a moment, then replied.

"Oh." When Murphy said this, the girl lowered her head in disappointment. After a moment, she finally said: "I asked you to come to see me. If you don't come, then I will have to come to see you. "

Um?

Should I ask you to come see me?

Has anyone asked me to see her recently? It seems not?

It seems that except for the last time they were trading with half-elves, their so-called queen asked her to go there in person.

Nothing else?

etc!

Half-elf queen?

Thinking of this, Murphy couldn't help but stare at the girl in front of him in astonishment. She was a little uncomfortable looking at her. He raised his fair and slender fingers to unnaturally smooth the golden sand-like hair, and his green pupils were full of confusion.

"Take off the hood." Murphy pointed at the cloak on her body and said slowly.

The girl was inexplicably confused, but out of the desire to compensate for stealing someone else's midnight snack, she took off her hood as instructed.

She has long silky golden hair, with hair hanging down on her cheeks, and is simply tied into a short ponytail with a light blue ribbon. She looks more feminine, and even the curvature of her face has become more beautiful. stand up. What makes Murphy most interesting is that in the middle of her silky long hair, there is a small amount of hair on the top of her head that stands up like a rebel, and then bends out of an arc due to gravity.

Looks a little dull.

This small patch of stupid hair actually made Murphy feel closer to her inexplicably, because she seemed easy to get along with without any cover-up.

And for some reason, Murphy wanted to ruffle the little hair on the girl's head.

Her current appearance is completely different from the one Murphy first saw. At first, she looked like a slightly handsome and neutral face, but now she looks like a completely beautiful and lovely girl.

Her ears are slightly pointier, but they are far from the narrow and long ears of the elves, they just look a bit pointier.

Sure enough, if it is the same as the legend.

She has a little bit of elven blood!

"What's your relationship with the half-elf?" Murphy smiled faintly, then pointed to the tip of her ear and asked.

The girl still looked confused.

She blinked her green eyes and replied doubtfully: "I am a half-elf."

Murphy was startled, then patted his forehead and continued to ask: "I know. What is your identity?"

"Didn't I just say that? I am a half-elf." The girl had a hint of impatience on her face. She looked at Murphy with an expression that said he was an idiot. But there was a cunning and smile hidden deep in his eyebrows, and a bunch of stupid hair on his head that looked like an antenna trembled slightly.

"I want to ask you...forget it." Murphy wanted to bang his head against the wall at this moment, but he finally gave up the impulsive idea. Looking at this guy's greedy look, Murphy had already realized that there was no hope of talking to her about more in-depth issues. With her rather confused personality, it is really difficult for me to communicate with her.

However, according to Murphy's estimation, the girl in front of him should have a very special status among half-elves.

Otherwise, how could she ask the half-elf queen to show up?

You must know that the half-elves living in the adjacent areas of the southern plains have a population of more than 100,000 after so many years of accumulation. They even planted a tree of life and created a moon well comparable to holy water. Of course, these are not genuine products from the ancient elves, but corresponding weakened versions that exist in the temple of Elune, the Goddess of the Moon.

Every elven group with a population of more than 100,000 will be given a seed of the Tree of Life by the high elves.

The residence of the elves was also built based on the seeds of this tree of life.

There are many seeds of the Tree of Life, but only the one enshrined by the high elves can grow into the real World Tree!

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This half-elf tribe living in the adjacent area of ​​the southern plains once obtained a seed of the Tree of Life, and it was precisely because of relying on this Tree of Life that this elven tribe had a way to compete with the Goddess of Life. communication channels. In fact, because of the Tree of Life, this half-elf group has produced far more priests than other groups, and can even rival some pure-blood elves.

There are no magicians in the elves, and their main combat professions are priests, druids, jungle hunters, etc.

Their first identity is that they are believers of the goddess of life.

Then occupations are divided according to their own talents. In contrast, the beliefs of elves are much more pious than humans.

Because every one of them is a believer.

This half-elf group has a distant relationship with human city-states. Although there is some trade communication, there is no close relationship. Moreover, humans are not allowed to step into the depths of the forest where they live, and can only move around the towns they built outside the forest. This time when the gnolls invaded, humans asked the half-elves for assistance, but they were rejected.

Half-elves live a self-sufficient, semi-hermetic life. Like elves, they don't like to get along with other creatures.

Although it is a half-elf clan, generally speaking, such a large-scale half-elf clan will have a quarter to a fifth of mixed-race elves. They are between pure-blood elves and half-elves, with the proportion of elves in their bloodline being much larger. Moreover, an elf group with a tree of life like this usually has many small-scale elf groups attached to it.

Several attempts by humans to form an alliance with half-elves failed.

Because their high priests adhere to the neutrality code passed down by the ancient elves.

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Snap, snap, snap.

The candle made a sound, and a trace of green smoke with the scent of grease rose.

"Well." The girl and Murphy looked at each other for a moment, then yawned blankly and muttered: "I'm sleepy."

Murphy couldn't help but be startled when he heard this. It was really difficult to guess the thinking of the girl in front of him.

"I'll have someone go arrange a room for you." Murphy stood up and looked at the time. It was almost midnight. He walked out of the study, called a waiting maid, and ordered her to tidy up a room. Some things may not necessarily need to be asked clearly. But now that she's here, Murphy has to join the landlord's friendship no matter what. After all, he couldn't let a girl sleep outside in the middle of the night, right?

Lingdang's mother is sick, and the little girl will go back to take care of her tonight. Murphy had never asked carefully about the life experiences of the two personal maids. He only vaguely remembered that Angela's father was an officer and the captain of the Greek heavy infantry. As for Bell, she seems to have always lived in her uncle's house. The little girl is naturally optimistic, but she becomes depressed when asked about this matter. So Murphy never mentioned it again.

Murphy asked Angela to go back with her and give them a few days off.

In the New Year, you should still spend time with your family.

"Mr. Murphy, the room has been tidied up." After a while, the maid came over quickly.

"Yes." Murphy nodded, then turned around and stared at the girl beside him, raising his hand slightly to signal.

The girl put on her cloak again and followed the maid.

Murphy also blew out the oil lamp and went back to his room.

Late at night.

Although the high priest will be the main host tomorrow, he will also make an appearance. It would be a joke for a dignified lord to have two black circles under his eyes at that time.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

Just as Murphy was about to change into his nightgown, there was a brisk knock on the door outside.

open the door.

The returning girl opened the door and walked into Murphy's room. Her big eyes with green pupils looked around, and then she fixed her sights on Murphy's bed.

He poked Murphy's clothes with his little finger.

The girl pointed to the soft goose down quilt on the big bed and said pitifully: "I want that."

finally.

The girl happily took away Murphy's goose down quilt and even the snow-white sheets.

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