The daily life of elf farming starting from a desert island

"it's time to"

Herbert Liefeng was wearing a jet black gilded cloak, and when he turned around, he had the illusion that a storm was about to hit the city. Flashdance..

The vermilion door of the castle opened, and the unsmiling Black Feather Guards lined up in two rows.

Herbert pulled off his hood, and Otis bent down to take it.

With such a huge battle, none of the people in the castle hall knew that the real host of the dinner party had arrived today.

Abt and Beavis stopped playing chess and stood up one after another.

Abbot, who had never met Herbert, couldn't help but exclaimed, "What a beauty." His eyes were full of appreciation for beauty, without any lustful meaning.

Abt did not expect that the dignified marshal who commanded a million-strong army in the north would look like this.

Isn't this a bit inconsistent with Elf law?

As a marshal commanding an army of millions, shouldn't he be strong-backed and full of masculinity?

Chen Wulang frowned slightly and pulled down the corner of Abt's clothes to signal him to be quiet.

Abut obediently shut his mouth and stopped talking.

He is a talker, but he also has to listen to different situations.

If his teacher is around, he can say whatever he likes.

But now he is just an ordinary fifth-level space mage, without the willful capital.

Eve, who had just seen Chen Wulang's figure, obediently lifted up her skirt and walked toward Herbert with an elegant look. Flashdance..

He gave a standard greeting to Herbert, holding Herbert's arm and returning greetings to the nobles who came forward to greet him.

The hypocritical aristocratic way of socializing seemed similar to Herbert. He nodded to Otis, and Otis, who followed Herbert and his daughter, received it and left without leaving a trace.

Many interested people present noticed it, but they all thought it was unclear.

Perhaps thoughtful people who know some inside stories are looking forward to it.

With a click, the giant hourglass in the castle hall slowly lowered, and with another click, a high platform slowly rose.

Herbert came naturally and took Eve up the stairs to the high platform, under the watchful eyes of everyone present.

"Everyone is welcome to attend the banquet I am hosting. I would like to express my gratitude to you."

Herbert gave a lot of welcome speeches, but his cold expression showed no sign of welcome, and his dry tone of voice made it clear that he was not distracted. These welcome speeches were definitely written down on the spur of the moment. content of the manuscript.

Although everyone present knew it, as soon as Herbert finished his welcome speech, everyone present applauded Herbert in unison.

"We all know that the orc army is about to invade the north, and our northern defense force cannot resist the invasion of the entire orc clan.

Therefore, His Majesty the King issued a war order for the first time. I am really ashamed that as the Marshal of the North, I asked His Majesty the King to issue a war order instead of relying on the Northern Army under my control to resist the invasion of the Orcs."

It sounded like what Herbert was saying was extremely guilty, but everyone on the battlefield saw that Herbert didn't have the slightest hint of shame on his beautiful face.

That's right, no one here doesn't know the secret behind this war order.

It's just that the Orc Plains has discovered benefits that can be coveted by any force in the kingdom. Otherwise, how could there be so many successors to this war order?

It's not like war orders have never been issued before, but the responders were, well, professionals and the second sons of nobles who came for meritorious service.

Unlike now, all the people who come are elites.

Can Herbert, the Grand Marshal of the North, be dissatisfied with his resentment?

If all the major forces in the kingdom had worked together like this, the people in the north would not have been killed in the war for years.

The ancestors of their Liefeng family would not have had so many members die young in one year.

So those present knew it well and looked up at the dome above the castle hall.

Hey, this dome is nice

Well, I'll build one in my castle when I go back.

Herbert glanced around at all the silent people present, and couldn't help but snorted.

They are all little foxes taught by old foxes, and they are all very thick-skinned.

As for those old foxes, Herbert glanced at the familiar faces present and will wait and see.

"Marshal, you don't have to feel guilty. The entire orc clan is invading. If you can defend until this moment, you are worthy of being the God of War in the North." The words came from nowhere, like turning on a switch. All the major forces present The heirs gave Herbert rainbow farts.

"The Marshal is truly the worthy God of War in the North."

"To the extreme, use soldiers like gods to guard the north and protect the Flame Kingdom. I think the marshal should be our savior of the Flame Kingdom."

The rainbow farts of these heirs to major powers became more and more exaggerated, and even the savior of the Fire Kingdom spoke out.

I am simply speechless.

"Quiet"

When Herbert finished speaking, there was an instant silence in the castle hall.

"I won't say much to be polite. I'm still very grateful to everyone who came all the way to Border City to support the northern battlefield," Herbert said expressionlessly.

"Everyone knows that the orcs are one of the biggest enemies of our human race. I won't talk about the harm that the orcs do to our human race.

Let me use an analogy: if someone betrays information about our human race to our life-and-death enemy, the beast race, how should everyone deal with it?"

Herbert's words were like a boulder smashing into the calm lake.

Even a little bit of it can set off huge waves in the hearts of everyone in the hall.

There was no fool among the people present, and the metaphor Herbert spoke definitely meant that he had the exact information.

So, who or who did this?

People present, you look at me, and I look at you.

The heirs of the major forces rarely met each other. They all focused on the leader of the local forces in the border city.

Because only they have the possibility of betraying the news

The leaders of forces who have been entrenched in the border city and even in the northern border for many years all show the presence of the old god.

Very normal

But such a normal behavior seems more and more like he is hiding something.

This made the heirs of the major forces present know what was going on, and they all ignored the matter.

"I think we should sell our information to the traitor from the Orcs, and his family should be purged." An elderly man with gray hair and a cane came out.

"It's him," Beavis exclaimed with a look of surprise on his face as he recognized the elderly man who took the lead.

Not only Beavis recognized the old man's identity, but also everyone with some intelligence sources in the border city also recognized the old man's identity.

Everyone who recognized the identity of the old man was as shocked as Bevis.

Chen Wulang's eyes shrank, and he obviously recognized the old man's identity.

Abbot looked confused, "Beavis, who is that old man? Why are so many people surprised? What is his identity?"

Beavis said, "His identity?"