Chapter 841: Outbreak (below)

?He is lying!
Even the unexplained human businessman can tell at a glance that Pad is lying, because his acting is too clumsy.
The elf soldiers who had turned their weapons at the human traders suddenly turned around and turned their weapons at the human soldiers who had just arrived from Forrester.
All of a sudden, all the nerves were tense.
Yevgeny's eyes narrowed, his suspicious eyes on Pad, and he said in a word, "You are lying!"
Pade pursed his lips, frowned, and asked, "What do you mean?"
"You should know..."
Yevgeny's lips twitched slightly, if not for planning, if not for those trapped compatriots...
The resentful look pierced into Pad's eyes like a sharp blade, which made his heart tremble.
With his teeth clenched tightly, the general clenched his fists, and these long ears should have been tied with chains. They were too dangerous!
"Some of my countrymen are still being held by you and become slaves of your imperial nobles!"
With that said, Yevgeny hid angrily on the ground, and the sole of the shoe was directly embedded in the slate floor.
"How many years? Five hundred years! During these five hundred years, the slave-hunting team has continuously infiltrated the stars and the bright moon forest, wiped out one team and another team, and many of my compatriots have been looted by them. It has become a commodity that can be clearly priced. We have made concessions repeatedly, and even willing to do business with you regardless of the presumed open border, but how about you? How do you return to us?"
A delicate face was almost twisted, and Yevgeny's right hand holding the weapon grip burst into blue with white knuckles.
He stared at the soldier in front of him, the anger in his eyes could not be concealed, "Say! Pad, you say!!!"
The corner of Pad’s mouth twitched, and he now wanted to pull out his weapon to kill the elf in front of him, but he couldn’t!
He is a soldier, and still a lifelong nobleman. He has not inherited any property from his ancestors. He is a human supremacist. He looks down on this long ear—
However, he can understand.
For the task assigned above, I can't do it. Pad reminds myself like this, trying to let my strength go.
"...How do I know?" He took a deep breath and let the cool air of the autumn morning swirl around the trachea and lungs, stimulating the brain in anger. "You should ask those nobles, me and They have nothing to do with it! The reason I am here now is to rescue the merchants back. Elves, I tell you, you better not do it, otherwise you will lose the friendship of the empire!"
Staring at the man in front of his eyes, Yevgeny gritted his teeth and said: "If you want to show your friendship, then you better send my compatriots back-this is sincerity!"
"This matter, I will raise it up." Pade perfunctory, his eyes always on the merchants.
To his surprise, Yevgeny sneered at this time: "So wait for you to raise this matter up, then you come to pick them up!"
Pade stunned slightly, then rubbed his teeth, frowned, and asked impatiently: "Do you really want to do this? Please consider the consequences!"
Hearing this, Yevgeny was too lazy to say anything to Pad, and he knew from the beginning that this was a personal supremacist.
He turned his head and grinned reluctantly, and said to the human businessmen: "Dear you, can you stay here for a few days? The previous transactions with you were all folk items, real valuables..."
"you dare!"
After hearing Yevgeny's words, Pad stepped forward and pulled out his weapon.
Even though he knew that there were more than a dozen bows and arrows aimed at himself, he still yelled at Yevgeny: "None of our people can go up. If you dare to keep them here, don't you want to go back alive today. !"
But Yevgeny ignored him and pulled out the scimitar around his waist.
The machete blooms in the sun with a dangerous beauty, and the suffocating exquisite carvings are filled with the handle, the blade body, and even the blade.
It is both a weapon and a work of art. This kind of tool can only be created by elves, because other races do not have their natural artistic cells.
Yevgeny felt the longing and greed of the merchants, and even the eyes of the soldiers were involuntarily attracted to this scimitar.
"Unlike the craftsmen of humans and dwarves, there is magic in the blood of our elves. This magic weapon is not rare for us elves." Yevgeny explained with a smile.
Pad didn’t understand what the long ear said about these things, but he felt a little uneasy and hurriedly shouted: "Long ear, don’t you hear me talking to you?"
"I won't force them to stay here."
Under some regretful and regretful eyes, Yevgeny withdrew his machete back into the scabbard and looked back at Pad, when he heard a sigh from behind him.
The corner of the elder army commander's mouth slightly raised: "But if they want to stay here, you can't take them back!"
He got it!
Pade's face turned black instantly. It turned out that this long ear hit this idea!
"They," Pad said dryly, "will not stay here!"
"Everyone, if you are going to leave, I will not stay."
With that, Yevgeny made a gesture, and the elf soldiers that surrounded him slowly gave way, but they were still alert to the human soldiers on the opposite side.
He also let himself go and made a gesture of asking, "If you want to go, you can leave now."
When the words fell, the human businessmen suddenly became restless, and various voices and opinions appeared in this group.
Aware of this phenomenon, Yevgeny lifted his lips to Pad in protest.
Seeing that long ear dared to provoke himself, Pad was furious, clutching the sword hilt in his hand, but he couldn't do it.
So he could only stare at the businessmen and shout: "What are you waiting for? Do you stay here to die?"
According to the information, Padki's people were grumpy and irritable, and ‘they’ did not deceive them at this point.
You are done!
Yevgeny sentenced this man to death in his heart, and now all the conditions have been gathered!
"But even our elves--" Yevgeny suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention. "It is impossible to provide this weapon in unlimited quantities!"
He grinned, and in Pad's eyes, it was like a wicked beast, but in the eyes of those merchants, the smile was bright and warm.
Compared with Pad's violent attitude before, you can know the height after a comparison...
What's more, that weapon is still limited!
"General Pad, please go back!"
Originally, Pad was still thinking about what Yevgeny wanted to say, but suddenly ~EbookFREE.me~ he heard this voice.
Looking blankly, he actually saw the group of businessmen looking at himself seriously.
Pard's eyes widened. "What are you talking about?"
"General Pad, please go back!"
A businessman repeated it to Pad, and then he faced Yevgeny and smiled: "Your Excellency Yevgeny, we hope to stay here for a while."
"of course can."
Yevgeny nodded, turned his head to smile and looked at Pad.
If only by the power of the elves, it is absolutely impossible to fight such a huge empire, but if they borrow their own power in their country, then no matter how powerful this country is, as long as they are in the face of their face, they can’t fight...
Then, they are over!
In this match, we won again!