Bright Moon Fairy King

"Is this... is this... sent by the gods to save us?"

Diage cried with joy and fell to his knees on the ground, trembling all over.

"Oh! Damn it, why are there so many long-eared two-legged rabbits! Why are they so tall?"

The werewolves screamed in horror. It was okay for them to bully ordinary elves, but facing the group of moon elves in Oroville who were more than two meters tall and survived under the light of the World Tree, it was like sheep meeting tigers.

Out of the instinct of animals to avoid harm, the werewolves turned around in fear and tried to escape from here.

Soon the silver-white steel torrent started to move, and they formed a triangular cone formation and attacked the werewolves like a tide.Their formation was extremely sharp, they were unstoppable, and they ran into them fearlessly.Sweep all obstacles in front of you with the force of thousands of troops.

"what!"

"No, let's hurry... um wu..."

The silver-white cavalry bumped into him unceremoniously. The spears in their hands were stabbing, and the elf scimitars were swinging in dangerous arcs in the air.

The werewolves had no power to resist and could only accept the sentence of death, wailing in pain under the iron hoofs of the Moon Elf Cavalry.

The battle ended quickly. These werewolves did not wear thick armor and could only be ravaged by the impact of the Moon Elf cavalry.

The elf knight who took the lead just now shouted to Diage after the battle, before leaving, "A hundred miles to the southwest is where the City of the Bright Moon is located. That is our territory. You guys You can go there and get a warm haven!”

"My lord, what is your name?"

"Knights of the Holy Tree, leader Onard!"

After Onard left some supplies to keep out the cold, he didn't look back. His voice reached Diage's ears in the biting cold wind.

"City of the Bright Moon! Knights of the Holy Tree Onard..."

The eyes of Diag and the others became more determined, because they were about to arrive at their destination, and they would immediately get warm quilts, scalding ale, soft and tempting bread, and a safe and reliable new home.

"Everyone, please work harder. We are almost reaching the City of Bright Moon. We will be completely safe soon."

"Oh! Yes, Lord Diage."

The elves raised their hands and waved happily. After putting on the cold-warming clothes given by Onard and the others, the fire of hope was ignited in their hearts, dispelling the severe cold of the ice and snow...

City of the Bright Moon.

At this moment, the City of Bright Moon is much more populated than usual. The elves who took refuge from the northern wilderness were accommodated by the City of Bright Moon and lived in a large area of ​​empty houses that had been previously vacant.

"The number of elven refugees fleeing from the northern wasteland has exceeded three thousand."

"Although they've been adding less recently."

"But there are still fleeing elves coming."

"This should be the reason for Onard."

Orovel stood on the tall silver-white city wall, looking at the refugee elves who were originally frightened but felt relieved after arriving in the City of Kaguya.

Just before, Orovel handed over one thousand members of his Holy Tree Knights to Onard to take them out for field training near the Gray Mountains.Not only training, but also patrolling the movements of the orcs. If there is any danger, he will come back immediately to report it.

If it is determined that there is a small group of orcs gathering, just crush them directly.

As long as they are not surrounded by a large army, a thousand Holy Tree Knights and Elf Knights, relying on the mobility of unicorns and wearing heavy armor, are enough to crush five thousand orcs.

Looking at the growing City of Bright Moon, Orovel's lips slightly raised, "Finally, I have a place in Middle-earth."

"My lord!...My lord!...My lord!..."

"We discovered something magical in a mine underground."

Just when Oroville felt a little proud of himself, an elf craftsman wearing a warm cotton coat ran towards Oroville to report.

"Oh~ something magical? What did you discover?"

The elf craftsman panted and took a breath before slowly saying, "It is a black and purple stone. It is oval. It glows after being taken out, and it can still stay in place after being taken out of the hand." Floating freely in the air is very magical!”

"Black and purple, oval stone."

"Can you still float freely in the air?"

"Could it be? It's the Purple Stone that I played in the Western Fantasy game in my previous life?!"

Orovel was shocked, and the next moment he had some ideas in his mind.

If that is really the Purple Stone, it may be possible to create enchanted weapons. In this era when extraordinary abilities are gradually disappearing, it may also be an indispensable strength.Since the end of the First and Second Age, it has been tainted by Morgoth.The magical elements in Middle-earth gradually declined, and the magical abilities also gradually weakened.Coupled with the restrictions imposed by Ilúvatar, it is impossible for God-level strength to appear in Middle-earth except under special circumstances.

So Orovel came to the mine area with his guards in a hurry.

"My dear clansman, this is this magical thing."

Orovel's guard held the stone, holding a dark but purple-colored stone in his hands.

Miraculously, at this time, this black and purple stone was floating in the void in their hands without the help of anything, but relying on its own power.

"This! It's the purple original stone!"

Looking at this magical stone, Orovel widened his eyes and swallowed, and slowly took the magical thing called the purple original stone with his hands.

Orovel touched the Purple Stone with his fingers, and a strong magical power came through his fingers and into his body.

Suddenly, I felt that my entire elf was a little more energetic.