Actually, the Elven race only sent one more person this time, which is probably one of their legendary figures.
The elven heroine led the male elf who returned to report the news; he was one of the elven guards recruited by Tabesa, but Ron didn't know his name yet.
No amount of respect is too much when dealing with legendary figures.
Ron politely led the two elves into the manor.
She had barely taken two steps into the mansion when the legendary elven woman glanced in a certain direction.
Isn't that where Instructor Will secluded himself for training?
Ron remained unmoved, while the elven legend merely sensed it briefly before returning to her usual composure.
Walking slowly, Ron now had enough time to think things through.
Looking at the elder elven woman beside him, her face was still as beautiful as a work of art, with long elven ears and snow-white skin that contrasted with the drow elves…
However, given that its aura had reached a legendary level, its age was unknown, and it was inappropriate to ask others its age... Moreover, elves are inherently a long-lived race...
One thing is clear: compared to Mentor Will, the Elf Legend doesn't look that old at all, which is probably due to a combination of factors!
Ron was also considering matters of strength, and whether there would be any unexpected issues if he went there in person.
Once back in the lord's main hall, Ron had finished thinking things over and sat down.
Rita then emerged from the lord's inner palace, along with the little fairy, Little Tower, who had been pestering Rita recently.
In a short time, this once again caught the attention of the elven legend; she ignored the little fairy and instead looked more at Rita…
"Human lord, this one?"
"To be honest, she is a being sent down to the mortal realm by the gods... On the human side, we call her an angel!"
Since it was impossible to hide it for long anyway, I decided to tell them the truth.
"No wonder, I sensed a faint divine aura emanating from her. I've heard that the human lord is also the pope of two religions..."
Ron replied simply, "That's right, I do hold the positions of pope of two religions, but this time I am helping the elves in the name of my Sandy Territory. I hope the elves are aware of this."
This absolutely needs to be said in advance. Otherwise, if they knew it was authorized by the gods, they might just go back now to avoid owing the gods for their help.
Since this concerns the deities of both sides, one should not presume to make decisions for the gods.
The elven legend Chris hesitated for a moment before cautiously asking, "How can the human lord prove this?"
"Simple, just ask the angels about this."
According to known historical records from mainland China, divine beings are currently still simple-minded, meaning they do not lie.
Chris actually asked, "Is the messenger of God, the human lord, lying?"
"My lord does not lie."
Rita gave Ron her usual trusting answer, and Chris believed her as well. Sure enough, elves find it hard to trust cunning humans, but divine beings do not.
"So, can we discuss the terms?" Ron suggested with a smile!
"Can!"
"..."
After a long negotiation, the terms were finally agreed upon.
The reward was that the elves would help the two of them learn magic; Ron didn't mention anything else, such as having the elves work in Sandy.
The latter matter can be big or small, and is easily over-interpreted. For example, what if some elves think this is a sign of submission to humans? Elves are too arrogant, and this could easily lead to serious problems.
Just take it one step at a time. They'll be born sooner or later anyway. You can try inviting them afterward.
The processing of each point was the result of Ron reading many books about the Elven race...
Originally, I only intended to offer to help Vivian with her training, but at the last minute I added the condition of my own magic cultivation.
Lately, the more I delve into spatial magic, the more difficult it becomes.
Unfortunately, training among the elves might expose some of his own circumstances, but he had no choice but to do so.
With the terms agreed upon, Elder Chris's expression softened considerably.
Ron thought for a moment and then said, "Elven guest, would you like to see my mentor, Weir?"
"But your advisor requested it himself?"
"no."
"No need for that, let's set off immediately! We've already spent too much time on the road!"
Are the Elven race aware that they've spent too much time?
Ron made a comment, then said, "Okay, let's set off now."
Ron brought Vivian, Uncle Arno, the little fairy Tata, and the angel Rita along with him!
Chris hesitated for a moment before agreeing to let Rita accompany them.
'It seems the gods are very concerned about this human boy; they will certainly ensure his safety this time.'
I heard that the younger generation, Hilla, lost to these human geniuses. The younger generation should have a good time then.
Thinking of the haughty young girl in her tribe who often pestered her, Elder Chris, the elf, smiled faintly.
Ron thought the Elf Legend was happy because they had achieved their goal! He silently praised himself for his response.
On Tabitha's side, Phoenix was still with her, along with two male guards, one human and one elf.
For this trip, Tabitha summoned her little fairies.
When the little elf first appeared, he looked quite arrogant, but eventually his gaze settled on the small tower on Rita's shoulder.
The two little creatures made a series of "woo-wah" sounds and eventually had a long conversation across the distance.
With the legend of the elves still alive, Ron remained silent.
We went outside and headed to where Xiaolong was. The two little guys finally stopped talking.
Through the mental connection with the tower, Ron learned that the other sprite was mostly asking trivial questions.
For example, where are you from? We seem familiar, but we're not from the same ethnic group.
Between the question and the answer, in different languages, if it weren't for the connection of mental power, neither side would have known the other's general meaning!
Ron thought that he should find an opportunity to study the ability of the early fairies and elves to communicate.
Tabitha also had a general idea; she liked the little fairy more than Ron.
The little fairy was obviously much quieter, which made me wonder if Ron was also a rather quiet person.
Before they knew it, most of the group had silently made their way to Xiaolong.
After several months of feeding, the little flying dragon seems to have grown a bit bigger. In a few more days, we'll need to update the things on its back.
Xiao Long's car had limited space, so some people had to squeeze in, and the group discussed the matter.
The Legend of the Elf sat alone in a row!
Who would dare to sit with the Legend of the Elves?
The male guards could just squeeze in.
It's not actually that cramped; the specifications are aristocratic style, but this is only equivalent to the space of an ordinary aristocrat.
There are plenty of seats available for ordinary people.
Everyone took their seats.
Little Dragon, fly!
The objects below gradually shrank, and the interior became calm and peaceful. People inside the magic circle high in the sky gradually grew bored.
Ron took the initiative to speak with Tebbisa first.
"Ask your elven guards for me why they're so late."
Tabitha replied to Ron with disdain, "When other legendary figures travel to other countries, they should pay more attention to entry and exit conditions. What's wrong with arriving a little late?"
Ron was still thinking that the legend would fly over directly, not caring about anything else!
That's exactly what our mentor, the Legend of Will, did back then; all we had to do was be careful with the Duchy of Ferkon.
The word "other race"!
Perhaps the relationship between humans and other races is not so simple!
Who cares! Here comes Ron, the Elf!
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