Huh? Are they all real?

Looking at Morn's actions, the people in the caravan hurriedly raised their hands and said:

"Wait, wait, wait, friend, wait a minute!"

Morn naturally did not draw his gun and shoot directly.

After all, their reaction showed that there must be many problems here, just looking at the elf trapped in the cage.

Morn really couldn't help but speak.

"According to the Six Kings' Covenant, buying and selling elves is one of the unforgivable felonies. Why do you dare to do this?"

Under the pressure of the Eternal King and the strength of the elves.

Five kings once signed the subsequent Six Kings' Covenant.

And it was determined that the act of elf smuggling was an unforgivable felony.

For many years after that. Morn had never heard of elf smuggling. After all, the Eternal King was dead, the Holy Tree was still there, and the elves as a whole were still well preserved.

The elves today even have shadows.

So in this case, why are elves being bought and smuggled so openly?

The people in the caravan also said strangely:

"Don't you know?"

"Know what?"

"That's not an elf, nor a human."

This sentence made Moen frown deeply, and the other party's reaction made Moen clearly realize one thing.

They thought so from the bottom of their hearts, not playing some self-deception that if they don't admit it, it's not.

So Moen asked directly:

"Why do you say that?"

"It's very simple. The elves don't admit that she is an elf, and we don't admit that she is a human."

"In fact, this was sold to us by her parents!"

"To be honest, it's quite pitiful. Since she was born, she has been raised as a commodity until today."

While speaking, the leader of the caravan couldn't help but look back at the canary curled up in the birdcage.

But pity is pity, and life is life.

Moen's first reaction to the other party's words was that it was impossible.

But immediately, Morn thought of a possibility:

"She is a half-elf?!"

"Half-elf? No, not even that."

As he spoke, the other party looked at Morn more and more strangely and said:

"Friend, what's wrong with you? Why don't you know anything?"

This is not just a lack of common sense, it's like a savage who suddenly appeared.

Morn said without any thought:

"Where I live, a transcendent got a strange seal, and then the thing went out of control. When I woke up, I was here."

"Where were you before you came?"

"Khazad-dum, Khazad-dum of Baratheon."

As soon as the word Baratheon came out, the leader of the caravan turned over and jumped off his horse.

And took off his hat:

"I didn't expect you to be a noble chosen person, and judging from your dress, are you a noble noble lord?"

"That's just childhood luck, so can you tell me what's going on?"

They didn't suspect that Morn was pretending to be a citizen of the dynasty.

First, it is not worth the loss.

Second, Morn's situation is indeed very strange, so they subconsciously chose to believe it.

Therefore, the leader said directly:

"You probably don't know where this is yet. Then I will tell you first, we are in Meereen. It is northwest of the Baratheon Dynasty. As for the distance, please forgive me for my lack of knowledge and not being able to tell you."

"But I know how far we are from the Sacred Tree Forest. It will take about three days to get there by airship."

"Meereen? Northwest of Baratheon, is this the Osay Peninsula?"

"You are right, we are the Principality of Meereen on the Osay Peninsula."

While speaking, he even drew an inverted triangle on his chest.

This is the prayer ceremony of the Steel Heart Church.

The Osay Peninsula is one of their parishes.

It is not a very important parish. After all, it is less than one-third larger than the Southland, but it is indeed the influence area of ​​the Steel Heart Church.

At the same time, Morn does not have a good relationship with their Lord God.

After knowing this. Morn touched his magic ring.

If we don't hide well here, I'm afraid the enemy will come to kill us immediately.

"I know where this is, so what's the matter with that girl?"

"Why do you say she's not even a half-elf?"

"Elves, half-elves are all considered elves. We wouldn't dare to make a move on them even if we ate dragon gall."

"Of course, even if she's an ordinary person, we won't buy or sell her, after all, it's illegal."

"But what about this girl?"

The leader pondered for a moment and asked Morn:

"You should know that the children born after the marriage between elves and humans are all half-elves, right?"

"Yes. But if half-elves marry humans, the children born will only be humans. Although they still have elf blood, they don't look like elves in appearance and soul."

"So why do you say she's not even a half-elf when she has obvious elf long ears?"

This is also the reason why Morn couldn't help himself at first.

This girl looks like an elf no matter how you look at her, and she doesn't even look like a half-elf.

The most obvious thing is her appearance and the iconic long ears.

"Return to our ancestors, this is a return to our ancestors. Our Principality of Meereen is close to the Sacred Tree Forest and the elves, although the long-eared ones look down on us."

"But there are always exceptions in the long history. His Majesty the Great Eternal King also recognizes and blesses people who marry other races."

"In addition, their descendants will also multiply, so there are still a certain number of people in Meereen who have elven blood."

"Then some of their offspring will be born with clear atavism."

"Although they are just similar in appearance. For example, they have long ears and stunning appearance, but otherwise they are completely ordinary people. No, they are not even as good as ordinary people. They are too weak."

"But even so, she is incredibly valuable."

As the leader spoke, he pointed at the girl. When she saw the leader pointing at her, she subconsciously curled up.

This made the leader who was pointing at her couldn't help but lower his hand.

"We're obviously not doing this, so why are we asked to come over to take over? Oh my god."

After muttering a few words in a low voice, he said apologetically to Moen:

"I'm sorry. After all, this is my first time doing this. We were just responsible for guarding shipping airships before."

"I just did a good job, so I was sent to escort this precious cargo."

After hearing this, Moen couldn't help but said to him:

"But she is a human being, sir."

The other party was also a little silent, but he still said:

"I know, but the law does not recognize it. Moreover, her parents sold her, and her biological parents gave up her rights as a human being. Therefore, she can only be a commodity, a very precious commodity."

“How could any parent be willing to sell their child?”

Moen was a little in disbelief.

The leader pouted and said:

"Because it's really valuable, sir."

"And there is no exam to be a parent, so even if you fail, as long as there is a woman and a man and a few bottles of wine, you can become a parent."

Speaking of which, the leader pointed at the girl again and said:

"We people here already have very good incomes, but compared with her, our whole life's work is not as valuable as one of her fingers."

"So, you know."

They are almost the same as elves, but they do not have the longevity and strength of elves, and due to historical issues, they are not considered elves at all.

Therefore, the nobles are simply hungry for them.

Although it is just a substitute, it is the same as the elves, and even better than the elves in a sense.

Because they are really safe. When buying and selling them, there will be no elves knocking on the door to cause a tragedy, and there is no need to worry about them going berserk.

Coupled with the rare items available, their prices have been getting higher and higher over the years.

Moen frowned more and more. The question was explained, but more questions also appeared.

"You said atavism, why has nothing like this happened before?"

In Morn's memory, it would be impossible for half-elves to have children with elven characteristics after they intermarried with humans again.

Even if a half-elf and a half-elf intermarry, they will only give birth to humans.

Something like this atavism, at least in Moen's memory, had never happened before.

And neither did Baratheon.

But the other party was even more surprised:

"Sir, I know there is no such situation outside, but in our Meereen and the entire Orsay Peninsula, this situation has been going on for three thousand years."

"Don't you know?"

He knew that this was a miracle that only existed on the Orsay Peninsula, but it had been going on for three thousand years. How could anyone still not know about it?

Three thousand years? !

Moen was also full of surprise.

If it was three thousand years ago, then even if it only happened on the Orsay Peninsula, why didn't he know?

Could it be that the game deliberately filters out the information I have access to?

The mysteries are mounting.

"There's definitely a lot of things I don't know."

It was hard for the leader to ask any more questions, after all, they were just passers-by.

Seeing that Moen has understood the current situation.

He just asked:

"So, could you move out of the way?"

He still has to rush back to deliver the goods.

Although the land route they deliberately took is safe, the problem is that it is too slow. If they delay further and fail to catch up with the auction, not only will their bonuses be lost, but they may also be fined or even expelled.

Moen did not answer immediately, he just looked at the caged bird.

I don't know if she realized something or if it was just a coincidence.

At least at the moment when Moen looked at her, her longing eyes happened to meet Moen's gaze.

She is a human being too, a living human being.

Not slaves, not goods.

The leader who noticed something was wrong said directly:

"Sir, this is all reasonable and legal, and being auctioned off as precious cargo is the best outcome for her."

Seeing Moen looking at him without answering, the leader became extremely flustered for no reason, as the subordinates behind him raised their guns nervously.

He said seriously:

"Sir, we are also very sad, but please don't make it difficult for us. We don't want to hurt anyone."

To everyone's surprise, the two sides did not start fighting.

Because Moen just looked at him and said:

"Can you give me a ride?"

It was all sound and legal, the girl couldn't be wrong, but they weren't wrong either.

Therefore, Moen had no intention of making things difficult for them.

However, Moen does not intend to end there.