Elven Survival Manual

"Invitation?" The demon king repeated the succubus' words with a blank expression.

What patriarch, do you know their identities?

If I remember correctly, before this, he had already said that he would keep it a secret.

A king's trip is different from a nobleman's trip. Although the latter also attracts attention, it is definitely not as eye-catching as the former.

If you notice him, you will naturally notice the elves, and the devil doesn't want any humans to pay attention to his baby at all.

Because of this thought, before setting off, Lecdimon even sent monsters to tell those merchants to keep their mouths shut.

Did it leak out after meeting other humans?

Although he didn't say it, the succubus immediately guessed what he wanted to express.

"No one revealed your majesty's identity, that Guma patriarch only knows that you are a passing nobleman."

When Yvestal said this, his tone showed dissatisfaction: "The other party has neglected His Majesty too much. Even though His Majesty is only a nobleman to the outside world, he is a small human patriarch. He didn't even come forward to invite you, but just sent someone to invite you. Spreading the word is really disgusting."

A human being like an ant, the opponent couldn't shake the devil's mood, he just turned around and asked the elf: "Do you want to go and see?"

The elf shook his head: "I don't want to."

Luvita is also a little unhappy, the reason is the same as Yvestal, the ancient Ma tribe has only 500 people, and who is Recdimon?One of the Seven Monarchs of the Demon Realm, not to mention how vast his territory was, but just to say that a random team in a magic castle can wipe out Guma's clan. Where did the other party come from to be so confident and contemptuous of him?

Since it is an active invitation, what about the proper etiquette?

Well, people don't know the identity of the Demon King at all. Because the merchants have been warned, even if they are asked, they can only vaguely ask, so that the other party does not realize how special the identity of this group of "people" is.

Adding some such and such reasons, it finally became a situation where only a notification was sent.

If the elves refused, it was even more impossible for the Demon King to attend, which could force him to give up his dislike for the excitement, and the only banquet he attended was the gathering of the seven monarchs, except for rewarding his subordinates for their meritorious deeds.

And a small human patriarch is naturally not on the list he is willing to give face.

So he refused without hesitation.

I thought this was the end of it, but not long after, the other party sent someone again.

And what is more sincere than before is that although the patriarch didn't come forward in person, he sent his brother to come this time anyway.

But the devil said that he was not someone the other party wanted to see.

So it was still Yvestal who went to greet him.

The person who came this time was the younger brother of the Guma patriarch, who seemed to have some status in their clan. When the other party saw Evestar, he immediately apologized, saying that his brother had been lying in bed because of his poor health recently. His elder brother asked him to invite the distinguished guests in person, but he happened to be away from the tribe due to something, and the messenger failed to find him, so he decided to go find Yvestal himself.

"He is my brother's confidant, and he is more or less pampered and has no rules on weekdays. I am really sorry."

After that, there was another apology, and they were invited to the dinner again with sincerity.

Yvestal told the Demon King about this, and said at the same time: "I think that person looks a little wrong, the smell of blood on his body is too strong, it smells like human blood."

Although the other party was very humble and polite, and tried to show kindness, the succubus, who is used to observing words and expressions, still noticed something alike, and as a monster, he could tell at a glance that the other party's breath was wrong, and there was no blood in his body. If you disperse, you dare to run in front of the monster, not to mention the succubus, any monster can smell it.

Originally, the elves and the devil were really not interested in this banquet, but now, they suddenly wanted to go and have a look. The other party's active invitation obviously had some unknown purpose.

"Tell him we'll go."

Yvestal left before his death, and the elf turned his head and asked the devil: "Then do you still have dinner?"

"Eat before going."

There was no good banquet, and the time set by the other party was one hour later. The devil did not intend to let the elves go hungry, so he turned around and ordered the servants to serve the meal in advance.

Because everything is kept simple, so tonight's staple food is only one grilled Mokala.

A mokara is bigger than a sheep, and the elves and the devil can't finish it, so only the most delicious part is sent to them.

The Mokala meat, which is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, is neatly sliced ​​and placed on a plate decorated with fruits and vegetables. The surface is seductively oily and exudes a strong aroma.

In order to avoid getting too greasy eating barbecue meat alone, the chef also specially delivered a plate of fresh green lettuce leaves. Take only a palm-sized tender leaf from the lettuce, and you just need to wrap the meat in the middle of the lettuce, and you can eat it.

In addition to the barbecue, there is also a yogurt fruit soup specially prepared for the elves. Fresh strawberries, grapes, cantaloupe and watermelon are cut into small pieces of the same size and mixed together, and thick yogurt is poured on top. The method is simple, but very appetizing , even the devil who never likes sweet and sour food will eat some.

Of course, it doesn't rule out that the one or two bites are basically the reason why he snatched it from the elf's mouth.

After filling their stomachs, the devil and the elves got up to eat for a while, and then took Yvestal and two maids and walked towards the ancient Ma people's earth city.

At the entrance under the earthen wall, Sam and Wahab, another big businessman, were waiting.

The two people who had changed into formal attires to attend the dinner party were a little surprised when they saw that the Demon King and the others were still wearing faceless black robes, but when they thought of each other's identities, they tacitly kept silent.

That was a king and his queen. It was already a great honor for the Guma people to participate in such a small banquet.

The "Your Majesty" who originally wanted to call out, after thinking about the other party's concealment of identity and the Guma people who were in charge of guarding the gate, changed his mouth and changed into "Respected Sir".

"Please allow me to lead the way for you."

The Demon King nodded in agreement.

On the following journey, Evestar talked with them in a curious tone: "The younger brother of the patriarch said that the patriarch seemed to be seriously ill. Did you go to him and see what happened to him? ?”

"We didn't meet directly, but we just talked through the curtain." Sam said, "I heard that the head of the Abbey family has a disease that can't see the wind, and he can only stay in the house for a while, but I heard his voice It's not too weak, and I think it will recover soon."

Yvestal was surprised: "Since you can't see the wind, why did you entertain us specially?"

Sam said: "This dinner was prepared by Ake, the younger brother of the patriarch Abi, and they probably want to buy magic props from us."

It turned out that the caravan also bought a batch of magic props in the magic castle this time. Although the price was much higher than before, it was still very profitable. After the merchants came to Guma, they found that the water price here had risen, and I'm afraid they won't be able to lower their prices in the future. In order to establish friendship with the patriarch Abi, they revealed something about the magic props they have in their hands, which made the other party let go and give them a discount, but at the same time, they are bound to sell a magic item. props to the other party.

Sam and the others are very precious to their magic props, just like most of them have prepared one or two water magic props for themselves, even if they don’t buy water in Guma this time, they can last until the next water source place.

But they would rather spend more money than use magic props to collect water for other people in the team. This is a life-saving treasure. Who knows if it will be damaged if it is used too much?

(Elf: Of course not. Jewelry items have no durability in "DW". You can use them for as long as you want.)

Although there are clerks who sell magic props to guarantee that they will not break, they are still very worried. They keep all of them close to their bodies, and they don't dare to use them indiscriminately.

The magic items of the water system are so scarce and precious, even if they want to sell them, they will sell them to the king and the big nobles, and they will not give them to the patriarch of a small tribe. Therefore, after the merchants discussed in private, they only sold one to the patriarch of Abi that can release fireballs. A fire-type magic prop.

Even so, the opponent was very happy not to know that there were other better magic items. After all, this is a precious magic item that can release five fireballs a day.

So when he was happy, he had this dinner.

The merchant said so, but the monsters felt that things were not that simple.

Thinking about the vicious surveillance I felt when I was wandering around, and the bloody smell on the patriarch's brother that has not dissipated, it looks like something is going to happen at tonight's banquet.

But no matter what it was, they were confident they could handle it.

The non-human beings with different thoughts had their bottom line in mind, so they stopped talking and just followed Sam to the destination.

This destination is naturally the home of the Gu Ma patriarch.

Compared with the dilapidated earthen houses of other Guma people, their patriarch's house is built like a villa—of course, people here will say that it is like a palace, with a smooth exterior painted white and a large number of reliefs on it. There are even a few trees planted around, which is very beautiful.

The patriarch's younger brother even changed into a gorgeous robe suitable for a banquet, and stood at the door waiting for them.

When he saw them, he didn't show any dissatisfaction with their faceless attire at all, as if he didn't see them, he welcomed them in very warmly.

"Just waiting for a few distinguished guests, come in quickly."

The author has something to say: These two chapters may be a little boring, but I still want to write, after all, this is an adventure story (not).

Come to a sour and sweet little theater:

The devil spooned a spoonful of yogurt and fruit into the elf's mouth to feed him.

Demon King: Is it delicious?

The elf nodded with a mouth full of fruit and yogurt.

Demon King: Then give me a bite too.

The elf was ready to give him a mouthful in return.

The devil directly pressed over, swept his tongue, and swept away the food in his mouth, and gave him a hot and wet kiss by the way.