After Indulging in Alchemy, the Madam Was Cringed Over by the Duke

This is a fantasy world where angels and demons dance together, elves and dwarves play mahjong, and every imperial royal family member has a dragon.

In the Campbell black market, there is an ...

Chapter Fifty-Eight Investment

With a 'plop', the bait hit the water.

Fishernaki stared at the upright float. "As a long-lived species, it does have some advantages over short-lived species."

Arthur stared at the bobbing float in front of him, which was beginning to rise and fall, and replied casually, "For example?"

"For example, in the year 311 of the Rainbow Dragon Era, the Church of Saint Digo was burned down. Saint Iris was assassinated."

"For example, in the year 567 of the Rainbow Dragon Era, the Church of St. Muir was burned down. Saint Elia was assassinated."

"I can name three more examples like that."

Arthur Cold Jade turned his head, his blue eyes chillingly bright. "Is that so? What does that have to do with me?"

The Elf King stared intently at his fishing float. "Your float has sunk. Aren't you going to pull the rod?"

With a strong pull, Arthur dragged a silvery-white moonfish ashore.

The Elf King's float suddenly sank, and he calmly pulled the rod, hauling up a smaller moonfish.

"Relax, my 'brother-in-law'."

Arthur baited the hook, raised his hand, and cast the line, sending the bait into the clear lake.

“I am a businessman.” The Elf King removed the fishing hook and threw the fish into the bucket beside him.

"My parents died in the Great War of the Gods during the Holy Dragon Era."

"As a minor, I was forced to take over the Tankar elves. I remember it clearly; at that time, less than one in ten male elves remained in the tribe."

The high priest was weeping when he performed my capping ceremony.

Then we were attacked by the drow elves, and many of the female elves in our tribe died. Finally, we were forced to migrate south to this place.

"For 900 years, we have been the only elven race to live alongside humans. Now, humans all think this forest is called Tankar and call it 'Elven Wonderland'."

"In fact, when we first arrived, this place was just a desolate forest inhabited by all sorts of ferocious wild beasts."

He cast the baited hook back into the water, casually holding the fishing rod in one hand. "I have spent 900 years developing an elven race that was on the verge of extinction into what it is today."

"When it comes to elves, the intelligent races on the continent will subconsciously think of the elves of the Tankar Forest."

"What do you think I rely on, Your Highness, Arthur?"

Arthur's blue eyes narrowed into a vertical line.

"You might as well speak plainly, Elf King of Tankar, what exactly is your purpose?"

Fisheranki's lips slowly curled into a smile as he stared at the bobbing fishing float. "You are very valuable, Your Highness. I want to invest in you."

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