Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree-Chapter 310 - 293: Marquis of the Frontier (Two in one 5000 words)_3

Chapter 310: Chapter 293: Marquis of the Frontier (Two in one 5000 words)_3

"Count... it’s the Black Dragon! It must be the work of that Black Dragon!"

"That Black Dragon! It has bred so many elves! And not just that, the elves it has bred are incredibly ferocious, almost like another species! I saw with my own eyes, how they attacked and slaughtered the Crocodile Mercenary Corps, which numbered in the thousands!"

"A Black Dragon that breeds elves?"

Upon hearing his words, Mr. Mountain Eagle and the Earl of the Border were somewhat surprised.

"Exactly!"

Anders said excitedly.

And as he spoke, suddenly... a flash of insight crossed his mind:

"I understand!"

"I remember now! Elves! It must be the elves! Those Southern Nobles are disguised as elves!"

"Disguised as elves?"

The Earl of the Border was even more surprised.

"Yes! Count, I suddenly recalled that those elves, when they fought the Crocodile Mercenary Corps, their bodies would disappear once they were killed... This is exactly the same as Mr. Mountain Eagle’s description and the experiences of major business groups!"

"I’m afraid... they are in cahoots! That Southern merchant caravan is precisely disguised by the elves!"

Anders said loudly.

"The elf slaves that were tricked away... the elves who disappear after death... the Black Dragon that breeds elves..."

The Earl of the Border tapped the armrest of his chair, his brows slightly furrowed.

He rubbed his temples and then glanced at Anders:

"What else do you know?"

"What else do I know..."

Anders was a bit confused.

But, seeing the unfriendly gaze of the Earl of the Border, he quickly racked his brain to recall...

"Got it! Got it! Those people... no, those elves, also eat meat!"

"Or rather, instead of elves, they are more like humans wearing elf skins!"

"Now that I think about it, when I interacted with them, I didn’t realize there was anything wrong with their identities! It was because they looked so much like humans! Not at all like those elves hiding in the Human World."

"They... are completely different from traditional elves! Now that I think about it, maybe those so-called tamed elves were also their disguises!"

"Furthermore... those elves are not afraid of death, nor do they fear pain! During the battle with the Crocodile Mercenary Corps, I saw with my own eyes an elf was sliced with half its body left, still jumping around and laughing heartily, until it died..."

Elves unafraid of death, raised by the Black Dragon?

The Earl of the Border furrowed his brow slightly.

In what circumstances would someone not fear death?

One situation was out of ideals and beliefs...

And another was a true lack of fear of death!

Or rather... was there some means to contend with death!

For a moment, the Earl of the Border’s thoughts wandered...

"Do you have anything more to say? Is there anything you’re hiding from me?"

After pondering for a while, he looked at Anders again.

Anders trembled slightly, quickly shaking his head:

"No! No! There’s nothing more!"

The Earl of the Border squinted his eyes slightly. freēnovelkiss.com

Anders, lowering his head.

"You may leave now."

After a moment of silence, the Earl of the Border said.

Anders felt like he had received amnesty, quickly and excitedly bowing to him before scurrying out.

Yet, just as he was about to exit the door, a longsword pierced through his chest.

His excited smile froze on his face.

"Black Iron Upper? No wonder you managed to kill off your companions..."

From behind him, came the voice of the Earl of the Border, slightly surprised.

Hearing the words of the Earl of the Border, Anders’ eyes instantly froze.

*He... he... how did he know?*

Anders opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but could only spit out a mouthful of blood before slowly collapsing to the ground.

Behind him, came the cold voice of the Earl of the Border:

"Just a few commoners, killing them to silence them is no issue. I can forgive your stupidity, and I can forgive your greed, but you shouldn’t have hidden your murders from me. I... despise deceit!"

"Drag him away."

After speaking, the Earl of the Border glanced at the startled Mr. Mountain Eagle beside him.

Mr. Mountain Eagle then bowed to the Earl of the Border, subsequently dragging Anders’ body away...

In the room, only the Earl of the Border was left.

"Your control over Soul Power has grown stronger, now you can even see the undead surrounding him. It seems... you are indeed suited to walk the path of Life and Death Laws!"

At this moment, an old voice resonated throughout the room.

The Earl of the Border seemed unsurprised.

He sipped his coffee lightly, saying with interest:

"As you suggested, putting the elves into the business associations did indeed attract a big fish..."

"Do you think... these peculiar elves, what is their connection with the Hand of Oak? Can our plan still proceed smoothly?"

"Of course, it can."

The old voice chuckled slightly.

His voice continued to echo in the room:

"Didn’t he say? Those are a large number of elves..."

"Our initial goal was to find more elves, after all... only the elves possess the bloodline of Yggdrasil!"

Upon hearing his words, the Earl of the Border squinted his eyes slightly:

"However... Anders said that those elves are very strange."

"They are still elves, the detection means I left within the business associations cannot be falsified."

The old voice continued to laugh.

"Such interesting elves intrigue me even more."

"Just now... it seemed they even killed one of my children..."

"Unfortunately, it was too far, and I couldn’t perceive how they did it... though, I seemed to catch a whiff of a familiar scent."