Chapter 599: Elven Priests and the Evil of the Elves
Faced with the sudden appearance of three people, the three senior adventurers of the Sunshine Adventurer Team nervously clenched their weapons, ready to attack at any time.
In the wild, things that suddenly appear often mean danger.
These three people who suddenly appeared have not been discovered by the vigilant dwarf berserkers, which means they are even more dangerous.
But after seeing the face of the person coming, the three adventurers relaxed.
The dwarf hiding in the bushes also came out.
"Your Majesty Rand." The three adventurers saluted.
They were quite surprised to meet the great His Majesty Rand in such a place.
But it was impossible for him to be a shapeshifter in disguise, so they did not doubt that Rand was fake here.
The shapeshifters in this world cannot fool any intelligent creature with their transformations, not even a three-year-old child.
They felt honored to meet Rand.
"So let me try the mushroom beef soup?" Rand smiled.
The three adventurers were all a little reserved. The half-elf wizard who learned from the Burning Steel Team was a little embarrassed: "Your Majesty Rand, why don't we just forget it..."
Rand really wanted to try the mushroom beef soup. "I heard that you learned from the Burning Steel Team. What? Are you not good enough? Don't worry, I won't be too demanding, and I will pay for it."
The half-elf wizard was certainly not unconfident in his cooking skills, but he had said on a whim that he wanted to have mushroom and beef soup in the evening. The unknown creatures in the wild, as well as the mushrooms, might be poisonous.
"Your Majesty, food from the wild may not be very safe." The half-elf wizard was of course worried that Rand would drink the broth and get poisoned or something, and she felt like she would be thrown into jail.
"Don't worry, I'm a professional gourmet, and gourmets won't be scared by danger." Rand continued.
Of course Rand was not afraid, he couldn't be killed by the food.
But now that His Majesty Rand had said so, he had no choice but to agree: "I have mastered some cooking skills. If Your Majesty does not mind my cooking, please be sure to taste it."
Rand nodded.
Then Rand, Olenna, and Lysa found a tree stump to sit on.
Luca and the dwarf helped the half-elf wizard and started making broth.
Rand sat on a large tree stump and watched.
Rand's cooking skills have not become rusty due to being busy, and his vision is also very sharp.
Rand calls himself the king of gourmet food, so he can't be unfamiliar with eating.
This half-elf wizard is very skilled in cooking. It seems that his claim of learning from the Steel Team is not false.
At this time, the half-elf mage who was cooking was also talking to her teammates: "Do you know what His Majesty Rand is not allowed to eat?"
Luca thought for a while and shook his head: "His Majesty Rand seems to have no taboos. As long as the food is cooked properly, His Majesty Rand can taste it."
Since Luca accepted Rand's rescue, he has carefully learned about Rand's preferences.
He had always wanted to give Rand a gift, but unfortunately he could never think of anything that Rand would like enough.
Now it seems that Rand's hobbies are more approachable than expected. For example, the mushroom beef soup may have some paralysis effect? Rand has no allergies and will not get food poisoning. This is of course because of Rand's [Thirst to Share]. This powerful blessing allows Rand to eat anything and never die.
Of course, Rand would not eat those things made by minotaurs or centaurs.
Eating something that won't kill you doesn't mean you have to eat x.
The Dwarf Berserker observed the leader of the sanctuary forces, the King of the Moon Kingdom, the chief of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest and Health, and the person they, the future heir of the Dwarf Kingdom, served.
Rand Nicholas is a dark-haired and somewhat lazy-looking man.
He sat quietly on the horizontal tree stump, looking at the adventurer's portable stove with scrutiny.
Next to Rand were two women who were theoretically beautiful from a human perspective, one was a human and the other was an elf.
They all look difficult to deal with.
Two dangerous women.
The dwarf berserker didn't look at it for long, as he was soon chased over by the half-elf wizard to add more firewood.
The dwarves live with mountain ash and furnaces all year round, and their rough skin protects them from being harmed by high temperatures.
Such racial talents would make dwarves more suitable for metallurgy or forging, and of course adding firewood to cook would also be possible.
The half-elf wizard in his apron served Rand a bowl of beef and mushroom soup.
Rand took the wooden bowl and looked at everyone: "Why don't you drink?"
Everyone shook their heads.
Rand smiled, it seemed that they were all afraid of food poisoning.
He looked at the broth in the bowl, which looked quite delicious and mellow. There seemed to be nothing wrong with the previous cooking procedures.
Olena blocked it with her white palm: "How about I try it first?"
Rand squeezed Olenna's hand and sipped a little of the beef and mushroom soup.
Of course he wouldn't drink too much. If the amount was large and it was really poisonous, it might still have an impact and it would take some time to recover.
In this not-so-safe elf forest, if you are affected for a period of time, it might still be quite dangerous.
In fact, it doesn’t matter. Rand’s combat power will not be counted.
As long as high-level Sanctuary officials like Olenna and Lysa are not poisoned, there will be no impact.
The mild hot soup soaks the taste buds, and the toughness of the beef and the umami of the mushroom soup mix in the mouth.
The cooking skills are really good, the ingredients are fresh and processed perfectly.
Excellent work, and I didn't feel any poisonous feeling.
Rand slowly finished his beef soup.
After feeling it carefully for a while, I found that there was indeed a slight numbing sensation.
It appears that it may indeed be slightly toxic.
"It should be very slightly toxic. You should not touch it." Rand commented.
Of course, everyone followed suit. Whether it was because His Majesty Rand wanted to enjoy it alone or it was really poisonous, everyone obviously would not go against Rand's will.
Everyone enjoyed the dried meat soup as normal, while Rand tasted the mushroom beef soup.
After dinner, Rand disappeared for a while with Orina and Lysa.
When he reappeared, Rand was completely unaffected.
In order to avoid any subsequent impact, Rand went to the altar to refresh his status.
Of course, Rand also brought an altar this time.
"Let's get down to business." After they met again, Rand looked at Luca and the others.
"It's about the parchment. The Adventurer's Association should give you an extra reward. The parchment is indeed very valuable, so I came here to inquire further."
Luca nodded: "Of course I will tell you everything I know."
Rand asked directly: "How did you get this torn parchment?"
"During the battle, I encountered some clergymen who were suspected to be elven druids. They believed in the God of Elves. After defeating them, I obtained this parchment fragment."
Luca recalled it carefully before answering, "We encountered a group of similar enemies later, but we never got similar spoils again."
"What are their characteristics? And where are they encountered?"
Luca described it in detail.
After listening to this, Rand stood up and handed Luca a card. "Okay, thank you for your assistance. With this card, you can go to the Adventurer's Association to exchange equipment and obtain some other services, such as priority supply of potions. This is your reward. If you achieve more results in the future, there will be subsequent rewards for you."
Now the Adventurer's Guild is basically under Rand's control.
In this world, the Adventurer's Association is considered a non-governmental organization, but since the emergence of Rand, the Adventurer's Association of the holiday villa has gradually grown stronger. Now it has in turn integrated the Adventurer's Associations in other regions and has become semi-official.
The equipment replacement service and priority supply of potions that Rand provided to Luca and his team were some special benefits that were worth a lot of money, but they were just right for their intelligence support.
As for the subsequent benefits obtained from this intelligence, Rand will naturally compensate this team of adventurers later.
Rand has always been quite generous to his own people, well, except for holidays.
"Then let's leave too." Rand did not hinder the adventurer team from carrying out their mission.
Many targets have been analyzed from Luca's intelligence.
"Then let's take action," Rand said.
Olenna and Lysa had no objections.
In places like the Elf Forest where it is impossible to deploy a large number of war troops in most areas, fighting with small-scale troops would be a better choice.
The strong will have more advantages in the dense forest, and now Rand will not actually hold back Lysa and Olenna.
"Elf clergy..." Rand looked at Lysa. "Theoretically, elves don't have an official church, right?"
"Yes, but there are some local characteristic churches. These churches all believe in the God of Elves. The doctrines of different local churches are slightly different, and these differences are quite large." Lisa is also quite knowledgeable about elves.
"So this local church nearby should be part of the revival movement?" Rand guessed.
…
After several days of trekking.
The three finally found the place where Luca got the piece of paper.
Then after searching for a while, they found a ruined temple.
There are many elves patrolling at the door.
Just a cursory observation can clearly tell that this is the revivalist party.
There are many lifeless elves locked in cages, and some places that look like evil sacrificial altars.
After observing for a while, the group soon discovered an even more horrifying scene.
Some places were littered with the corpses of elven villagers of all ages, and many of the elves' heads were impaled on wooden stakes. The overall environment was truly evil and outrageous.
"There aren't many people here. Should we sneak in and then take action, or should we go up and deal with them directly?" Rand asked.
The strength of a top-level professional is enough for them to face 30 fully armed and experienced veterans alone in an open area.
Any more would be dangerous.
But Olenna is not an ordinary top-level professional, and Lisa is even more mysterious, and is also not an ordinary top-level professional.
Rand is indeed just a senior professional, but he is definitely not a normal senior professional.
When the three are added together, their combat effectiveness is already quite impressive, even in complex terrain.
The enemy was not an experienced veteran. At least their weapons and armor were quite defective. There were probably only about 100 or 200 combatants, and the rest were probably villagers, researchers, or clergy.
Plus the raid.
At least judging by combat power, Rand should be the winner.
"It's up to you." Lysa and Olenna had no objection.
Rand drew the one-handed sword from his waist.
Rand really liked the greatsword, but in this situation, he felt it was a bit inconvenient to carry a greatsword in the dense forest, so he temporarily changed to a one-handed sword.
This one-handed sword is not an ordinary item, but Rand has never paid attention to it.
Rand's figure emerged from the shadows.
The pitch-black blade, which did not reflect any light at all, pierced into the throat of an elf guard.
Rand cut deeper and severed the spinal nerves, leaving the beast no chance of a counterattack.
Then comes the next enemy.
Then I encountered a gray monster.
"Why are they undead?" Rand frowned.
The undead pounced.
But before she could get close to Rand, the soul fire suddenly went out. Olenna gently stood back beside Rand and put away the swift sword that was flashing with light.
Chopping melons and vegetables along the way.
Just sneak in and kill anyone you see.
Anyway, as long as no one sees it, it will be a perfect infiltration.
Rand easily reached the core area of the ruined temple.
A huge altar.
In this world, any altar that could contact the evil gods required extremely evil rituals, so Rand would never take the initiative to build an altar.
There is no such thing as an altar for the Torch Goddess. She does not accept conventional bloody sacrifices. She only requires believers to destroy evil with fire.
The altar in front of us is very majestic.
Such a huge altar must mean more evil and cruelty.
"Death, you evil demon." Rand pointed his sword at the priest in front of the altar.
"Are humans qualified to say such things?" The priest sneered at Rand.
"In my country, as long as they obey my laws, whether they are elves, humans, or any other race, they are all considered my citizens." Rand is not a racist. Perhaps Rand's Moon Kingdom is the first multi-racial country in the world.
Now that Rand has begun to intervene in the Elf Forest, normal elves have naturally been regarded by Rand as having human rights.
At least Rand felt that he was worthy of considering this priest a demon.
Although Rand is also a messenger of some indescribable things.
The elven priest's body was covered with festering, twisted limbs.
Then it was immediately cut off by the flashing silver light. The limbs wanted to grow out again, but were cut off again.
Soon it will be unable to regenerate.
Perhaps for a team of experienced adventurers, this ruined temple would be a dangerous adventure site.
But to be honest, after this elf priest started to twist and deform, he only had the strength of a normal top-level professional. In any case, he was no match for Olenna.
Lysa didn't even have to move.
If Rand hadn't wanted to get some information from him, the elven priest would have been dead.
(End of this chapter)
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