Anturagon led his tribe into Wojin City from the city gate. Along the way, this human city shocked him a lot.

In his impression, humans are dirty, and they don’t take a bath for more than ten days, or even dozens of days. The nobles of many countries even think that taking a bath will wash away their luck. At most, they only wipe their bodies with a wet cloth every month. If it smells so bad, they use floral fragrances or perfume secretly made by alchemists to cover up.

However, the smell and fragrance will be mixed together at the same time, and a strange smell will be produced. This smell cannot be smelled by humans, but the elves can do it. After all, they have grown up with trees, flowers and plants since childhood and are very familiar with the natural taste.

Therefore, after traveling through the human world for several years, Anturagon returned to the forest. He really didn't want to be with those dirty humans.

But now, he found that the people in this city were very clean. Even poor people, even if they were wearing patched clothes, not only were they clean, but the clothes were also clean.

Most of the people in this city are believers of the God of Wealth.

In the doctrine written by Beta, the first thing to do is to pay attention to personal hygiene. When most people start to love cleanliness, it will drive the atmosphere of the entire city, and those who do not like to take a bath will become aliens.

Another example is the mercenaries. Because of the blood licking on the edge of the knife, most of them live a life of life and death. When they are alive, they will try their best to revel in every minute and every second, for fear that they will die in the mission in the next second.

Bathing is a very time-consuming act for them.

But in Wojin City, they had to start to develop the habit of taking a bath, because a dirty and smelly person was not willing to entertain him at all. They were quite angry when they started. After all, they were like this in other places. There is no reason why they can't do it here. This is discrimination and looks down on us.

With this idea, they started to cause trouble, but they were directly taught by the guards and threw dozens of mercenaries into the farmland near the temple for labor reform.

This scared all the mercenaries in an instant.

When doing farm work, the mercenaries finally became professionals just to stop being farmers. Now they are being watched by others to do farm work. What a shame.

Facts have proved that mercenaries also need shame. One labor reform will allow all mercenaries to know the seriousness of the law here.

Those mercenaries who had been in labor reform for two months became more and more orderly in Wojin City.

Anturagon found that the streets of the city were also clean and there seemed to be special people responsible for cleaning. They were similar to those of the elves, but compared to the people here, the people here seemed more energetic and energetic.

The elves are comfortable and gentle. To put it nicely, they are leisurely life, and to put it badly, they are dull.

After being arranged to live in Yingbin Building, the person in charge of the city did not summon them, and Anturagon was not in a hurry. He just walked around the city every day and took a look.

The more I looked, the more I felt surprised. This city has very strict laws, but the people here did not have the kind of shock in the battle under the strict laws. Instead, they seemed very at ease. They even said that they had a sense of trust from the heart in this city.

This was his first day of experience. On the next day, he came to the temple. He originally wanted to see the mental outlook of the priests of the God of Wealth, but unexpectedly, he unexpectedly discovered his tribe members.

He felt a little happy. There were many elves living in the human world. He thought the other party was the same, but after walking over, he found that the other party was a little different from them.

This elf was working in the field. After getting closer, he realized that his skin was very special and light golden.

Half-elf, a special mixed-blood elves?

It seemed that I felt someone behind me. The elf who was squatting and weeding stood up, turned around, saw Anturagon, smiled slightly, and said, "Clanmen, where are you from?"

"Hello, my tribe, I am Anturagon, of course I come from the Mother Tree."

After hesitating for a while, the elf finally understood what Anturagon meant. He smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, I didn't react. All the elfs are children of the Mother Tree, and there is nothing wrong with that."

Anturagon was able to be the leader of the messenger group, and was very good at interpersonal relationship learning, observing the face and calculating people's hearts. He keenly discovered the blind spots in the elves' words on the opposite side: "What do you mean, you have never taken the mother tree seriously before?"

"It was indeed the case for more than a hundred years ago." The elf nodded: "Clan-men, you can call me Heka."

"Hkka, can you tell me what's going on?" Anturagon narrowed his eyes slightly: "You don't look like a half-elf, so I'm very interested in your thoughts."

Anturagon didn't understand. Apart from the half-elves, were there pure elves who disliked their mother tree? Moreover, the skin of this elves was really strange, light golden and white.

The elves have a talent that they will never be tanned. They were born from the mother tree. In essence, they are the incarnations of trees in human form. Have anyone seen trees that will be tanned?

As if I felt the slight anger in Antu's heart, Heka also said seriously: "Sorry, my tribe, I am the lucky cat. Although I am also an elf, I am the lucky cat now."

Ah...The lucky cat, what the hell is this?

Looking at Anturagon's strange expression, Heca continued: "This is the name given to us by the Pope. Our clan will be the lucky cat in the future."

Hearing this, Anturagon was already a little out of nowhere and angry: "You mean, you are ready to leave our elves. Or, why should the Pope of the God of Wealth change your name for you? And it's such an ugly name."

"Because he gave us a new life. Besides, the name of the lucky cat sounds very good, and all of our tribe likes it very much." Heka thought for a while, then clapped his hands suddenly and said, "I forgot to tell you that I used to be a drow elves. The Pope rescued us from the power of the evil god. He gave us a new life, so he has the right to give us a new name. We are already a brand new race."

These words were like a bolt from the blue, which shocked Anturagon directly.

"You were originally a drow elves?" Anturagon slapped his face: "You said just now, you?"

Heka turned around and pointed. At this time, a group of "fortune cats" came out of the church. Some of the fortune cats had not been completely transformed back. The black body was very obvious, but there were already dark golden stripes under the skin. Others, although the skin was also dark, the overall skin color was almost the same as Heka.

It can be clearly seen from a comparison that these tribe members should have been really Drow elves.

"How did you do it?"

Anturagon was a little unbelievable. They naturally knew that the Drow elves were once their tribe members and later fell into depravity.

The elves have tried to turn them back, but they all ended in failure.

Besides, they were not easy to fight against the original tribe members, so they simply lost sight of them.

But now, he saw something, a group of tribes who were about to be transformed back, not one, but one group. This shows that the God of Wealth does have a means to transform the Drow elves in large quantities.

After figuring this out, Anturagon no longer wandered around the city, but went back to Yingbin Building and immediately brought the guards to the negotiations for the meeting.

Shirley originally wanted to stay in the Elf Clan Envoy Group for two more days, but the other party kept asking for meeting all day.

So anxious? Why did the elves send an impatient attitude to negotiate?

Shirley was a little puzzled, but the next day, she agreed to the request for meeting. Because she felt that the other party was really anxious.

As long as the other party is anxious, they will have the upper hand and there is no need to drag it on.

The meeting time is at 10 o'clock the next day.

The envoys of the Elf clan came very early. When Anturagon saw Shirley, his expression was stunned.

This is not that he was amazed by Shirley... There are many beauties in the elf clan, and neither the World Tree nor the ancestors have a look worse than Shirley.

What he strangely is that it was not the Pope who met them.

As if he understood what Anturagon meant, Shirley explained: "We the Pope have important things to deal with, and we can't get out of here in a short period of time. I am the saint of the Divine Church, so I should be qualified to make an equal judgment with you."

It turned out that the saint of the God of Wealth and Fortune was Belin, but now that Belin even gave birth to a child, the identity of the saint was naturally removed.

Shirley is temporarily responsible for it.

"We came with the will of the Queen and Mother Tree, willing to live in peace with the Church and benefit each other." Anturagon suddenly changed his tone and asked, "But I want to verify some things. Can the Church transform the Drow Elves back to their original appearance?"

Shirley smiled slightly, Beta's expectations were about to be realized so soon?

"It's true, this is one of the unique abilities of our God Cult." Shirley said with a smile: "But they are no longer elves, but lucky cats."

Anturagon shook his head: "This name is not good, but the forest elves are better."

"The name doesn't matter." Shirley said slowly, "The important thing is that they can change back. Lord Anturagon, let's talk about the alliance."

"How did you do it?"

"Let's talk about alliance first!"

Anturagon took a helpless breath and said, "We can pay some price. I hope you can teach us the method of transformation."

"I can't teach you, this requires the support of the goddesses of the gods. The forest goddess you elves believe in is not possible." Shirley shook her head: "Let's talk about the alliance first."

"I can't teach you?"

Anturagon didn't believe it.
Chapter completed!