With the expansion of the Oracle City, the Elders' House was obviously more magnificent than before. The main building floor was added from the second floor to the third floor, and the courtyard was also expanded a lot. The wide courtyard was decorated with towering trees and many lifelike statues. The conference room where Roger often talked with the elders was also twice as large in size, displaying many pre-Millennium War art works.

But now the atmosphere in the house is incompatible with the elegant environment.

"What's going on?! Who did the rose branches on the exterior wall of this big grass in front of the door? Where did the city wall on this half of Xianghu? Oh, by the way, what is the water mist on the canopy of the ancient elves? Is it a newly developed large-scale war magic?

But why can't I feel the magic fluctuation?" Roger knocked on the table hard, almost roaring!

Elves, look at me, look at you, but didn't say anything. The atmosphere became very awkward for a moment.

"What's wrong? Why don't you stop talking? Didn't you send a letter back when I left, asking you to strengthen the city defense at all costs? Why can't I see where the city defense is strengthened? Also, how is the research of that large-scale illusion magic? Are there any results?" Roger asked again.

No one answered this time. Roger calmed down a little bit of anger. He found that the elders were not afraid, but helpless. Roger found something wrong. He left his seat and began to pace the house irritably, waiting for the elders' answers.

Seus stood up and said slowly: "Sir God's Envoy, the situation is completely different from when you left. The temple began to take over the powers of the Presbyterian Church. You know, in the tradition of the elves, the status of the Great Elf Temple that serves Hilo is supreme. Some of your previous commands really did not conform to the nature and tradition of the elves, such as slaughtering the village and forbidding the elves to design their own armor and equipment. Shortly after you left, the priest Zhao Ye came forward to summon all the elves, announced the restriction of the power of the Presbyterian Church, and abolished the ban on not allowing elves to design equipment by themselves. Now, the city of Oracle has fully restored the traditional culture of the elves."

Rog calmed down, and he walked to the window, looked at the magnificent elves temple opposite, and the elves playing on the lawn.

"So what is the Presbyterian doing? Are you not opposed? Is the Presbyterian really having no way to the temple?"

Seus smiled bitterly and said, "The temple has always been above the Presbyterian Church."

Several elders in the chamber looked at each other and went out silently. Only Sius stayed, stood next to Roger, and looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window together.

"Sius, the elves look happy?"

"Sir God, this is true. I have to say that these decisions in the temple are very popular. Some elders have even turned to support the temple. You see, nature, warmth, sunshine, and carefree, this is the real elves."

Roger sneered and said, "Everything ahead is right, but carefree is absolutely nothing to do with the current Oracle City! Adventurers have begun to appear in Dresden. I think, Elder Seus, you must understand the purpose of these adventurers coming here. These adventurers are like locusts, and will only increase more and more! If I had not already grasped the military power of the Principal of Alay and used a trick to lure Grand Duke Ticre to issue a legal permission to allow the elves before his death.

Do you think the decree of residence will be only adventurers? At that time, the one who appeared in front of the Oracle City would be the coalition forces of more than a dozen countries of the Holy Alliance! Zhao Ye's slut made the Oracle City so conspicuous, he was really afraid that the adventurers would not know where the base camp of the elves is! These big-breasted and brainless priests would not take the human army seriously. Elder Xius? How many human army do you think we, more than 10,000 elves, can withstand?"

Seus smiled and said, "My Lord God Messenger, I am really surprised by your achievements in the Principality of Ale. I never thought that you could achieve such a status in the Principality in such a short time. You are indeed the best candidate to lead the Elves. However, the habits of the Elves for thousands of years are not easily changed, and there is no one that can be seen as long as you see. Although the Presbyterian Church now has no power, my influence is still somewhat. Your "Dark Side of the Moon" still only accepts the orders of you alone. In addition, although the temple has taken over the weapons and armor workshops, the Dark Moon Clan has its own craftsmen. I will let these craftsmen return to the Principality of Ale with you, so that no more than 1,600 poisonous arrows will happen. That's all I can do."

Rog sighed and said, "Elder Seus, it's really not easy to be a god envoy!"

Seus smiled slightly and said, "It is not easy for the Dark Moon Clan to train guardians! There are only six young elf women who have grown up to guardians, and they have all given them to you."

Roger smiled and secretly scolded the old fox for being really good at bargaining.

Speaking of the guardian warrior, Roger suddenly remembered someone and asked, "How is Rumsfield's mission executed? Has he returned?"

Sius's sharp eyes pierced into Roger's heart: "He has come back. He has been under great pressure during this period and needs to talk to the priests at all times to maintain the integrity of his soul. Lord God, this child is very talented and will be very useful to you."

Roger stared back without giving in at all: "Elder Sius, what I promised you is to bring a new future to the elves. I can only try my best to ensure the realization of this goal. I can't take care of so many other things! Besides, you also know the elves' stubbornness and persistence in feelings. In the face of feelings, it's not surprising that an elves do anything. I am not a person who likes to take risks. Whether it's the future of the elves or my own safety, I don't like it."

Sius shook his head, sighed, and stopped sticking to it.

After seeing the Great Elf Temple, Rog suddenly said coldly: "We must solve the problem of the temple, otherwise we will pay a lot of money."

Sius had a cold war, "Sir God, the relationship between us and the temple is not so tense, right? Let me work harder! The priests will respect the elders' opinions."

Roger nodded and said, "If Zhao Ye can keep his duty and not interfere with us, it will be the best. But I really doubt this. However, since you said that, I will wait a little longer. But Elder Xius, we have not had much time left. In a critical moment, can you make up your mind to help me?"

Xius gritted his teeth and finally said, "If it is really a critical moment, the Dark Moon Clan and I will definitely stand on your side!"

"That's good." Roger finally let go of his worries.

It's night.

A faint magical light illuminated the Oracle City. From a distance, the entire city was glowing, just like a fairyland on earth.

Roger felt extremely distressed about the magic power used for lighting, but he had to admit that this city was the only beautiful city he saw in this life. Even the green sea was a little inferior.

The fat man took a walk in the city and returned to the Temple of the Gods. Rumsfield was already waiting for him in his room.

After placing himself in the wide chair, Roger asked: "Rumsfield, you look much better! How have the task been completed?"

Rumsfeld briefly described the completion of the task. The fat man who was determined to be flirted with the seriousness and dedication. He also completed these tasks of searching terrain and detecting minerals seriously and meticulously.

A magic map was placed on the wide desk in front of Roger. Roger recited a spell, and several rays of light flashed across the magic map, mountains and rivers began to grow, trees began to appear, and water flashed in the small lakes. The Oracle City is only about an inch in size in the map, but it can also distinguish three ancient elves. The scenery and terrain around the Oracle City is displayed bit by bit. This magic map is a treasure inherited by the Dark Moon clan for many years. Roger knew its preciousness, so he found an excuse and honestly and unceremoniously took it as already.

Roger carefully adjusted the magic map. The three-dimensional scene displayed on the map gradually narrowed, and a large piece of blank space began to appear around the Oracle City. Rumsfield handed a green crystal to Roger. Roger gently stroked the green crystal, triggering the magic contained in it bit by bit.

In the northeast of the Oracle City, a large area of ​​mountain gradually appeared. The terrain was displayed very clearly, with almost no dead corners. On this newly added terrain, more than a dozen magic marks flashed with a faint light. There are ore marks representing various minerals, red marks representing dangerous areas, and sword marks representing important military significance. What interested Roger was a not-so-large red copper mine in this area. According to Fies, the extremely scarce mineral, Yanjing Iron, may only exist in the red copper mine. Yanjing Iron is an important raw material for making top-quality flame attack magic weapons. Using it to make armor can have high flame damage defense attributes.

The fat man had to admit that Rumsfeld was a talent, but he was a little reluctant for a moment. Is it worth destroying such a talent for Fengdie?

Roger raised his head and looked at Rumsfield. Rumsfield looked at him calmly, neither arrogant nor humble. Roger saw fatigue, melancholy and a little despair in the eyes of the elf. He smiled and was about to say something, but suddenly felt something was wrong. The fat man looked at the elf carefully and finally understood how this feeling came about.

It is firm.

Rumsfeld was very tired and melancholy, and even felt a little desperate about his current situation, but he never wavered. Roger did not know what the elves had never wavered in his belief, but whether it was love, kind nature, or dedication to the entire elves, this meant Roger's failure. All the difficulties and tortures Roger had never destroyed this elves, nor even shook his will.

Roger began to re-estimate Rumsfield. There is no doubt that he is a genius among the elves. He has outstanding martial arts, firm will, calm in times of danger, and orderly affairs. But in Roger's heart, the definition of talent is only applicable to those that can be used by him. Because of the existence of the wind butterfly, Rumsfield could no longer be loyal to him.

The more talented the person who cannot be used for himself, the more dangerous it is. This thought flashed through Roger's mind.

"Rumsfield, you have done these tasks very well! You have worked very hard during this period, so take a good rest! I will give you a new task after ten days."

Rumsfeld was stunned and almost didn't believe his ears. He knew more or less about the attempts of the God Envoy. He knew why these almost difficult tasks were only for him. It was only for consideration of the entire elves and the obedience of the commands by the guardians of the temple that he had accomplished every order of Roger without fail. However, he had never told anyone about the difficulties in this.

When he slaughtered the orc village for the first time, the blood in his hands had exceeded the sum of the past. After that, he could not fall asleep for several consecutive nights. As soon as he closed his eyes, countless pairs of crystal clear orc children's eyes would appear in front of him, and their faint screams would sound in his ears. Then he would get up, vomit uncontrollably, and then sit quietly until dawn, waiting for the next slaughtering mission that could come at any time.

How many such nights have he ever been? He can't remember it any more...

Roger's kind voice pulled him back to reality: "I heard that you often go to the temple during this period? Is the enlightenment of the priests effective?"

Rumsfeld was shocked. The conflict between God's envoy and temple sacrifices has now become public. He carefully considered his words: "God envoy, God's envoy, I have never done or even thought about the tasks you gave me. So I was under a lot of pressure and even doubted whether I could complete the tasks you assigned. With the enlightenment and blessings of the priests, I regained my faith and completed the tasks you assigned later."

"Very good!" Roger smiled and patted Rumsfeld on the shoulder, "You know, I have some opinions about Zhao Ye, that slut. But this time she did a good thing! I also know that you are under a lot of pressure, but if the elves want to survive, everyone cannot live between the blue sea and the blue sky. Only when we walk in the dark can other elves live in the sun. Only when our descendants can grow up carefree in the future, and no longer have to worry about war and killing. Do you understand?"

Rumsfeld's heart was turbulent. The changes that Roger brought to the elves after his arrival were obvious. He still couldn't understand many of the practices of God's envoy, but he knew the horror of the combat power of "Dark Side of the Moon". Although he was a genius of martial arts and military in the Dark Moon Tribe, which specialized in the art of war, he never thought that Roger could bring out such a terrifying force in just a few months. Perhaps God's envoy was right. Only some elves voluntarily walked in the darkness can other elves have a guaranteed future.

"Sir, I..." Rumsfeld didn't know what to say.

"Okay, I don't need to say anything, I understand everything. The rest time is precious. You can relax these days!" The fat man's smile can always warm people's hearts.

Rumsfield bowed and turned around and was about to go out. Roger stopped him again: "By the way, when you go to the temple again, it is best to go again at night and not let other elves see it. As the guardian of the temple, let other elves know that you have weak hearts, which is not great!"

Rumsfeld admired the thoughtfulness of the God Envoy very much. He agreed and then left.

Roger smiled coldly as he watched Rumsfeld close the door gently.

"No matter whether you are the guardian of the church or a priest, if you want to go against me, it will not work without paying a price. Humph, I'm afraid you can't afford this price..."

The next day, Rogge went to the temple alone, and he wanted to talk to the three priests about the future of the elves.

In the prayer room at the deepest part of the temple, the envoys and the three priests started a difficult and weird negotiation. The elves priests led by Zhao Ye made Rog completely see the elves' arrogance and stubbornness, and the scheming fat man was so angry that he overturned the table. The priests who were completely angry also let the priests see what arrogance, rudeness and rudeness were. The fat man began to threaten and blackmail nakedly, bargaining in all possible places, and there would be a cordial greeting to Zhao Ye's sensitive parts.

Elf Priests had never seen such a pose. They were so angry that they trembled all over, especially Zhao Ye, who almost fainted. She even doubted whether Roger's true identity would be the orcs' god envoy? God knows why the natural elegant elf envoy was such a vulgar and vulgar person?

Although the priests were supported by most elves, they were not willing to break completely with Roger. Zhao Ye did not doubt the authenticity of the identity of the God Envoy of Roger. In fact, she personally sensed the purest divine power of Hilo on Roger, and she announced that she had recognized Roger's identity. Roger also had an ace in his hand, that is, the miracle power on him. If the temple and Roger broke, as long as Roger showed the miracle again, it would be a big problem for how many elves would follow the priests at that time.

Rogge saw the priests' fatal weaknesses and became more and more arrogant. He simply stood up, stepped onto the chair, and was in awe of force, and argued loudly with the three elves. The fat man threatened that if the temple dared to go completely against him, he would split the elves, then introduce the human army of the Holy Alliance, and turn around to settle the Oracle City. At that time, even if the priests could escape with the elves, the elves would not be able to escape. In this cold northern mountainous area, without the magical protection of the elves, the elves would not live long.

The priests were stunned by Rogue's rogue face.

When the fat man saw that he had the upper hand, he was even more proud and even claimed that if the elves perish from then on, then you three priests will be the most direct sinners!

The priests were shocked and angry. It was Roger who said he wanted to lead the human army back to destroy the elves, so why did they become sinners? But the toughest Zhao Ye was huddling in the corner of the house. She rushed up to debate with Roger just now, but the rogue was touched by the chest! The other two priests were also touched by the face and the other was pinched on the butt. The priests were originally weak in physique, so they were not rogue opponents with monster physique like Roger? Now the three elves could only hug them into a ball, avoiding Roger's tyranny in the corner of the house.

Most of the elves have noble spirit of sacrifice. Fatty people are increasingly discovering that as long as they trade with the future of the entire elves, they will almost be in trouble. But he is not willing to force these priests to stop everything. In the end, the fat people only proposed the command power of the "Dark Side of the Moon" and the temple are not allowed to intervene. Weapons, equipment workshops and alchemy laboratories must also hand him over these two conditions.

The chaotic priests did not expect that the fat man's request was so simple. They hurriedly agreed to avoid Roger from becoming more and more aggressive.

As soon as the priests nodded, Roger immediately returned to his polite appearance. Zhao Ye's eyes flashed, Roger had already sat back into the chair with a holy face, and the overturned table also returned to his original state. At this moment, if an elves came in, the priests who were hugging each other in the corner of the house seemed to have lost their demeanor.

After seeing Roger's rogue, Zhao Ye once again realized the fat man's genius disguised. She knew in her heart that this was Roger's demonstration to her. Even if she said the ugly scene just now, Roger would not admit it. Moreover, the holy priests were actually touched by the God's envoy. If this matter spread, it would be an extremely heavy blow to the elves' belief.

Zhao Ye's heart was getting colder and colder. Could it be that he could not deal with this scoundrel? "Maybe assassination is the best way..." This thought flashed through her heart.

Zhao Ye was shocked and quickly confessed to Hilo: "Ah! Why do I have such a sinful thought? Hilo, my lord, please forgive my unclean faith... Oh my God!"

But she knew that even if she wanted to assassinate Roger, a great magician with the power of the main god, would be easy to succeed? Moreover, the Darkmoon Tribe, which is most skilled in assassination, was in the hands of Roger, so who could she find out who to assassinate Roger?

Roger stepped out of the prayer room with a spring breeze on his face. This prayer room has a sacred status. Apart from sacrifices, only the gods of Roger are qualified to enter. No other elves are allowed to connect.

Because of this, no elves knew about the ugly scene in the prayer room.

Rogge walked towards Sius's house lightly. He could not stop singing the wonderful scene just now. Zhao Ye's breasts were big and very elastic. He would not have known that it would be so wonderful if he hadn't grabbed them one by one. Zhao Ye's expression was too shocked and stunned at that time, and each bone of the fat man was a little lighter. After the fat man rubbed a few times, Zhao Ye screamed and avoided.

"Damn, you have to use rogue methods to deal with these sluts!" Roger thought viciously. He laughed a few times, and without knocking on the door, he pushed the door directly into Elder Sius's home.

"Sir God, it seems that you have made great achievements in negotiations with the temple!" Seus said with a smile.

Roger knew that the old fox had always been well-informed. He nodded and said, "It's just a little reward. The workshop and the alchemy laboratory are coming back. I can go back to the principality. You can arrange to produce 50,000 poison arrows as soon as possible. Also, this poison is not ruthless enough! The amount of production is too small. You should stare at the magician in the alchemy room and let him improve as soon as possible, and don't let him be lazy!"

Xius said: "This is easy to handle. Lord God, I have been thinking about the current situation for a while and I feel that there is still danger! In my opinion, the key is that you can completely control the power of the Principal of Alay as soon as possible. The sooner your marriage with Adeer, the better. You know that the elves have great value in the eyes of the human race. The more valuable the more temptations it will be. Although Carlos was helped to power, in the history of the human race, the mentality of the power on and off the stage is completely different. I am bluntly speaking, you may be the object of Grand Duke Carlos's defense. After you get married to Adeer, you can rest assured his heart. If Carlos wants to deal with you, we can also arrange an accident at that time. A daughter Duke who is your wife is much more controllable than a male Duke who is your wife and brother."

Roger thought about it and said slowly: "It makes sense. The connection between marriage and blood is the most effective way to consolidate power. I will hold the wedding when I go back! However, is Adele easy to control? It is not necessarily true. This woman is cold and cruel, and sometimes I am a little scared."

Xius smiled and said, "If the grand duke is your wife, it's okay to replace it with your son. According to the human race's emphasis on bloodline, your child with Adeer has the blood of the Ticre family, and he can legally inherit the principality. Moreover, this child actually only needs to have Ticre bloodline in name."

Roger said gloomyly: "This makes sense. You know, I don't want Ticrek's bloodline to exist in a few years. Well, this child is better off having the elf bloodline."

Xius nodded and smiled, "Actually, this child Fengdie is very good. I believe that her and your crystallization will definitely be a hero in the future."

Roger looked at Sius and slowly said, "Elder Sius, you are really not simple! You have already planned all this, right?"

Xius smiled and said, "God envoy, the elves have no ambitions. What we want is to allow the elves to live and develop peacefully in the human kingdom. The elves will not be your enemy. I know that you must have your own goals and plans. The elves will be your good help. As long as you do not treat the elves as pawns, but as friends who share honor and disgrace. The elves have always spared no effort to help friends."

Roger smiled and said, "It's only a matter of time before the elves have wise men like you!"
Chapter completed!