Chapter 207: Return to Deadwind Trail

A year later, in Farstrider Fortress, Aristophanes was listening to reports from various supervisors.
　　 "Aristophanes, our export quota this quarter has dropped slightly." Alina Yuanbu said with the report in her hand, "There are already some goods accumulated in the warehouse and cannot be sold."
　　 "Why?"
"Mainly because the king used the attack on His Royal Highness Prince Kael'thas as an excuse to add three checkpoints on the Allendall River, which greatly slowed the efficiency of our cargo transportation. In addition, the land west of Yangfan Port It has also been developed. A large number of goods produced in Silvermoon City began to be bought directly from there, and many human merchants began to purchase goods from there instead of buying our products."
　　 "What is the attitude of the ranger families who are responsible for cargo safety that cooperate with us?" Aristophanes asked.
　　 "Those checkpoints are set up by them, and the leaders are all the kingdom's lawbreaker guards." Although Alina is also a member of the Ranger family, her expression is very angry at this time.
　　 "Well, I understand." Aristophanes understood that this was the problem Anasteria had thrown himself, or a warning to himself.
　　 "Then what shall we do next?" Alina asked, "Should we temporarily slow down the production of some products?"
　　 "The production plan will be re-arranged after I finish the investigation, so go ahead."
　　 "Okay, then I'll go back first. Should I keep this report for you?"
　　 "Stay, I will compare it with the previous data."
　　 The next day, Aristophane came to Taranas, and he was about to lead some rangers into the jungle to explore.
　　 "What's wrong, Aristophanes?"
　　 "I think you know about the recent trade issues. I plan to go out and find another way out for our goods, or to find another way out for the Farstrider Fortress."
　　 "Okay, when are you leaving? The recent ranger report states that the forest trolls of Zuaman are starting to move again. I will lead these people to see again."
　　 "It's estimated that it will take a while, you can go scouting first."
　　 Taranas didn't speak any more, put on his hood and turned and walked out of the south gate of the fortress.
　　 At this time, a female elf in the distance came to him, and a familiar voice reached his ears: "Aristophane, there is an urgent message."
The elven mage retracted his gaze from afar, took the magic package with the red heraldry from Sylvanas's hand, looked at the inscription on it, frowned, and then said to Sylvanas: "This is Li Leisa’s sign, let’s go back to the Farstrider Tower."
　　 On the top floor of the tower, Aristophanes and Sylvanas are looking at the projection crystal on the table, and a light blue magical figure is talking about something.
"So that's it, Aristophanes, the elven family that united with us has now almost abandoned us under the pressure of the kingdom and the council, and the work of Windrunner Port is in trouble. Unless we completely withdraw from the port. Management, otherwise the kingdom’s suppression will not stop."
Li Leisa Windrunner’s magical figure waved his hand after speaking:
But I can still resist these pressures, Aristophanes, the rest depends on how you decide. But no matter what you plan to do, Both Crevy and I support you, and the family will also be your solid backing."
　　 Looking at the dimmed crystal, Aristophane and Sylvanas were silent.
　　 "What's going on, Aristophanes?" Sylvanas couldn't help asking, "Don't hide from me, I can see what the kingdom has done this year."
　　 "It's a long story..." Aristophane explained to her a little bit, and then asked, "What would you do if it was you?"
"Me?" Sylvanas had just woke up from these complicated conspiracy theories, her mind was still messy, but she quickly calmed down, she raised her head and asked the mage in front of her, "You don't want to hand over things. right?"
Aristophanes nodded: "You can trade, but if the kingdom continues to try to use this unconditional, extreme pressure-type rogue method to squeeze the things in my hand, then I would rather destroy them than hand it over. give to someone!"
　　 "..." Sylvanas knew that he was serious when looking at the serene wizard mage.
　　 "But I think the king is about to stop there. After all, they have learned their lesson last year. I think they should also have a headache. What should I do if I lift the table."
　　 "Okay," Sylvanas stepped forward to help him tidy up the messy collar, "Then you make your own decision. Just like my mother said, we will support you no matter what others are doing."
　　 Looking at the girl's beautiful face and gentle eyes, Aristophan nodded, and at the same time made up his mind.
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　　 Two weeks later, Aristophane rode on Adelina and stopped in the air, his huge wings flapping the air, and shedding a little blue light.
　　 He recognized the direction, patted Adelina's neck, one person and one horse rushed out like an arrow from a string, and the forest and tall city walls under his feet were quickly thrown behind him.
　　 After crossing a stretch of mountain peaks, Aristophanes felt that the magic in the air had become extremely chaotic.
"But the level of chaos in the Deadwind Trail is now... a lot better than when I was there!" Aristophane looked at the rocky mountains and paths below, they were still lifeless~EbookFREE.me~ but with the wizard Nan OK, some green gradually appeared under my feet.
　　 "Huh, right here, let's go down, Adelina!"
　　 His mount cried a long time, glide slowly and landed on the ground.
　　 Aristophane dismounted, then closed his eyes and began to release his senses. Although the terrain did not change much, to be on the safe side, he decided to use more magical methods to find the enchantment he left behind.
　　 "Found it!" The wizard mage opened his eyes, and a magical power gathered in his hand. Under his control, the magical power stretched and deformed, forming an unusually gorgeous little cross.
　　 He moved forward with his right hand, the cross gleaming, and holding a one-handed sword in his left hand, he walked straight forward.
　　 After five steps, the light of the cross became brighter and brighter, and suddenly a huge blue barrier appeared in front of him.
　　 Aristophanes hesitated, and pressed the cross on the barrier, and then a single-person high door appeared on the barrier, and a huge amount of arcane energy directly poured out, blowing a cloud of dust.
　　 Aristophane stepped into it, he looked at the magnificent scene in front of him, and couldn't help but breathe in air.
A few huge arcane crystals sprang up from the ground, and the tents left over before became extremely dilapidated. The arcane combing circle in the middle of the enchantment was still running, and some liquid magic power was slowly following the corner of the circle. It penetrates into the ground and becomes the growth nutrient of the crystal.
　　 "This is really..." Aristophane had to sigh with the power of time.