The Magic Cup Court covers a very wide area, not inferior to any human city. The lake used for concealment outside basically belongs to the city scope. However, except for the core elves castle, the tree houses of ordinary green elves are not so tightly built, and look like villas and manors with flowerbeds and orchards.

There are also buildings such as alchemy shops, forging rooms, taverns, and arsenals inside the Elf Court, but there is no trade market. The Elf’s currency is a leaf carved in jade, with the shape of the Magic Cup Court engraved on it.

However, this currency is only used in a small number of stores in the alchemy shops and forging rooms. Most of the time the elves trade between them is bartered. As long as they can exchange what they need, the elves do not care about letting a compatriot take advantage of it.

The elves have excellent forging skills. The sword armor not only has exquisite appearance, but also has excellent quality. Alchemy potions and magic scrolls are even more sophisticated. If these things are placed in the human world outside, they are all treasures and can be sold at a very high price.

Although the Kingdom of Jondas and the Elf of Jondas are in feudal relationship, in fact, many human caravans venture into the forest every year to seek trade with the Magic Cup Court.

The elves are vast and sparsely populated, but compared with the elves in other forests, the Magic Cup King Court is already counted as a large number. There are generally more than 15,000 green elves and a small number of moon elves in the entire city. If you calculate the Moon Elf tribe outside the forest, the population will exceed 22,000.

If more than 20,000 people are in human society, it is a drop in the bucket, but the elves are different. Even during the Great Elf civilization period, 22,000 elves were considered a small kingdom.

The elves have strong individual abilities. As long as there is a forest, they will not worry about survival. Because of their long lifespan, most individuals practice martial arts and magic, and they also have excellent arms. Their military power is generally of human knights or elite archers, and magicians and druids are everywhere.

Twenty or thirty laborers in human society may be able to support a professional soldier. If they are well-trained elite archers and armored knights, they will need at least hundreds of laborers to support them. From this point of view, the force of the Magic Cup Court is actually not bad at all. If it comes out in full, the current Kingdom of Jondas is no match for it at all.

Qin Lun walked around the gravel paths in the royal city, observing the customs of the elves while looking for information he lacked. After a conversation with Prince Cores, he realized that there was still some change hidden in the current main plot, which was this change that pushed up the task that should have been only a major level.

Perhaps with the strength of the fortress team, he can still deal with this lieutenant-colon-level task, but Qin Lun vaguely felt that he had to find out the hidden information and could not let it hide it, otherwise the lieutenant-colon-level task might increase the difficulty.

This is not a game. The butterfly effect brought by the apostles has been working. The difficulty of the mission plot line will not remain unchanged. If it reaches the critical point that the fortress team cannot cope with, it will be too late.

Qin Lun looked around and watched the lush scenery on both sides of the road. It was difficult for other plants to get nutrients within the range of the roots of the world's trees, but the elves obviously had a good idea of ​​this.

They set out some well-lit areas from the royal court, moved the soil from the forest outside into the royal court, then placed an isolation layer on the bottom, and planted various flowers and fruit trees. Although these plants are not tall or big, they are enough for ornamental and fruit consumption.

In addition to the elves tree houses, as well as these flower beds and orchards that can be seen everywhere, there are another kind of buildings or venues, which are the arenas. It is called an arena, but it is actually the venue where elves usually practice martial arts and shooting skills.

As for the mages' cultivation sites, of course, they will not be in the residential areas of elves and civilians. They will generally open up places with protective covers for themselves and their disciples to avoid powerful spells destroying the surrounding environment.

These arenas that are only used for martial arts and shooting practices. Most of them are very wide in areas. The archery ranges suitable for human shooters with a range of 50 to 80 steps are not in line with the requirements of elf shooters.

(In ancient times, a step refers to twice the distance between the two feet when walking, which is about five feet in the old system, and now it is about one meter seven.)

The elves have far more vision than humans, and the elves' longbows are also very good. In addition, most elves have good wind element affinity, and their range generally reaches 200 to 300 steps. A few high-level archers who can attach magic to arrows give them a legendary longbow made of dragon bones and dragon tendons, and can even reach seven or eight hundred steps away, comparable to the super snipers in modern society.

At this time, the sun had just risen from the southeast, and the warm sunlight spread in the green elf king city, bringing the reflection of the dew. The fresh and humid air makes people feel refreshed. There are some elves in most arenas doing morning practice. Even some young elves who have not yet grown up are still yelling in the sword light and sabre shadows.

The elves do not know how to farm and livestock. Their food sources are entirely derived from forest production and hunting. Nectar, wild fruit, birds and eggs, stream fish, birds and animals, and the rich production of the Jondal Forest is enough to feed more than 20,000 elves.

This race is not as greedy as humans. In addition to meeting the most basic living needs, they will even try their best to protect the animals and plants in the forest. Perhaps this is also the fundamental reason why they have become long-lived and have low reproductive rates under the evolution of nature. There is too much population and no production, so the forest will be unbearable.

Qin Lun walked around the royal city for a long time, but found no information worth paying attention to, so he felt a little lazy. He was not a diligent person at all. Seeing a circle of elves surrounded by the edge of a large arena, he immediately walked forward with interest.

When the onlookers saw his arrival, they immediately dodged a place automatically, and some of the elves leaned over to salute. Of course, these elves did not know him, they only recognized that the clothing logo on Qin Lun represented the royal family.

When I entered the city yesterday, the young man was covered in blood. Now the costumes were all brought by the castle guards. Even if the elves living in the castle were just knight guards, they also had royal symbols on their clothes, which also represented the purest elves' bloodline and were a class that needed to be looked up to by ordinary elves.

Qin Lun lazily leaned against the fence of the arena and looked into the field. He immediately understood why there were so many onlookers here.

There are only a few people in this huge arena at this time. They are engaged in a real martial arts competition. The two sides are four elves and one woman, well, it is a woman, not a female elves.

The woman was dressed in a mercenary dress, her long purple hair was tied into a ponytail, she wore a silk shirt on her upper body, a pair of iron wrist guards and finger-exposed snares on her wrist, and a wide linen trousers and long leather boots on her lower body, and a black cloth strap around her waist. She was wearing a toughness that was not as bad as a man in her actions.

The five-person contest may have lasted for a while, and the four elf rangers who besieged her were exhausted, but the female mercenary was calm and calm, but a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, looking at ease. Against the backdrop of the rising sun, she looked like a heroic Valkyrie.

"Human mercenary?" Qin Lun murmured softly, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes began to swim among the crowd, as if he was a cat who smelled the fishy smell.

He quickly found the companions who seemed to belong to the female mercenary among the onlookers, who were a few inconspicuous mercenaries. There were about six or seven of these people, including men and women, both humans and elves. Their outfits were similar to those of the elves possessed by Qin Lun, and perhaps their identities should be similar.

"Ordinary mercenary or another team of apostles? It seems that there is no time to be idle... If you rely on your bloodline to join King Testir, can you get rid of this trouble in advance!" Qin Lun touched his nose, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The Torrell World is a mission world with a huge background, and it is not surprising that the second apostle team appeared in the Magic Cup Court. If it were usual, Qin Lun didn't mind the appearance of competitors, but the current fortress team is too fragile. If there are competitors, he will struggle even more. It is of course best to be able to eliminate them as soon as possible.

Qin Lun's eyes inadvertently swept across the mercenaries one by one. When he saw one of the elf archers, his whole body suddenly became stiff.

"It's over, thank you for accompanying me for your morning exercise!" At this moment, the female mercenary said a bit proudly in the arena.

Qin Lun looked up and saw the female mercenary shining with flame-like golden fighting spirits on her body, and flew towards the four elves rangers. This strong fighting spirit that made the air twisted extends behind the female mercenary, and in an instant it turned into two pairs of slightly exaggerated fighting spirit light wings.

The huge Douqi light wings spanned half of the arena, making the mercenary look like a beautiful golden butterfly. The four elves who faced the mercenary changed their faces and rolled and crawled to the sides.

But their movements were still not fast enough. They were rubbed a little by the tip of the butterfly's wings, and they immediately smashed the fence of the arena like four human-shaped cannonballs. Fortunately, the four elves were not bad at all. They covered their arms and moaned for a while, and then got up by themselves.

"Flamingo?! How could it be her? Damn, Damn, Damn happening!" Qin Lun covered his face and subconsciously hid towards the crowd next to him. When he realized that the other party should not know his current appearance, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, he was very glad that he had changed into the costume of the elf royal family. Otherwise, if he was still dressed as a mercenary, he would probably recognize his apostle sooner or later.

Qin Lun turned around and left without looking back, not looking at the mercenaries. There were many martial arts similar to "flamingo", but he thought he would never recognize the identity of that woman. The reason was that another onlooker was watching the yellow longbow on his back.

As a dark gold weapon sold by himself, how could Qin Lun not recognize the tough woman who died under his hands, Qing Ming's professional equipment - the Beast King's Hunting Bow!
Chapter completed!