Chapter 534 535. The Rise of Padstow City
Just after Roy left the lobby on the first floor of the military headquarters, the Silver Moon female elves at the front desk immediately started talking.
The colleague next to me asked the silver-moon elf female receptionist with a sweet smile:
"Is that boss Roy just now?"
"That's the one!" the female receptionist responded sweetly.
The colleague standing next to her widened his eyes and exclaimed: "Oh my god, he seemed to have heard everything the three investigators just said in the rest area. Didn't those three go to Pagisto Plateau? Go investigate him?"
The female receptionist muttered unceremoniously: "Just investigate, is Boss Roy still afraid of this?"
The colleague stared at the female receptionist and asked suspiciously: "You... are you on Boss Roy's side?"
The Silver Moon Elf female receptionist showed admiration on her face and said with a smile: "Of course! He led the mixed elves to defeat the plateau headhunters on the Pajisto Plateau and captured a large number of slave traders. Mine owner, what's wrong with this? Is there anything to investigate? Is it because the dead mine owner is a descendant of a Silver Moon Elf noble? "
Colleagues also echoed her: "According to me, someone must have reported it..."
"It must be!"
Roy, who had already left the military headquarters in a carriage, naturally didn't know that there were many of his supporters at the Silver Pegasus military headquarters.
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During the recent period, Padstow City has been overcrowded. Every day, a large number of mixed elves moving from the Elf Continent enter Padstow City through the teleporters on Partington Island.
This forest city has been expanding outwards since a month ago.
By now, many carpenters have begun building elf tree houses on the tall oak trees on the edge of the city.
Moira, Sabrina, Miss Tiffany, and Woods took a carriage to the Central Square. They originally planned to stroll around Padstow City and then arrive at Partington Island to have a look. The transformation progress of the magic airship over there.
But Padstow City is now like a crowded sardine can. The streets are full of mixed-race elves, and there are long queues outside any cold drink shop.
The four of them had no intention of wandering around Padstow City, so they prepared to go to Partington Island through the portal in the central square, where they could enjoy the island's sunshine, beach, sea breeze, and blue sky...
But when they got off the carriage, they saw a long queue in the central square.
The mixed-blood elves who passed through the portal formed a long queue, and the long queue even made several turns in the central square.
The mixed-blood elves all looked tired, and they seemed a little tired from the long journey. Although they had arrived at Padstow City, in fact this city might not be the end of their trip.
There are too many mixed elves in the city.
This forest city cannot accommodate so many mixed elves for the time being. It is impossible for these mixed elves to find anything to do if they stay in the city...
Although due to the booming magic herbal business, Padstow is full of opportunities.
However, there are too many mixed-blood elves who come here to look for opportunities. Everyone knows that Padstow City is a gathering place for mixed-blood elves, and they want to come here to have a look.
The whole city is full of crowds of people.
There are mixed-blood elf warriors in the square who are responsible for clearing the passages...
These mixed elves who had just entered the Partington plane saw a group of mixed elven warriors wearing standard armor and standing majestically in the central square. Their hearts immediately became excited. Everyone was full of curiosity about this forest city.
There is currently no army of mixed elves on the Elf Continent, and mixed elves rarely form a regular army.
Therefore, when everyone saw the mixed-blood elves wearing standard military uniforms, they felt an extraordinary sense of identification with this city from the bottom of their hearts...
In this way, the Partington plane ushered in the largest wave of immigrants in decades.
"How long does this have to wait? Moreover, it is still leading from Partington Island to Padstow City. If we want to go to Partington Island, we will have to wait at least for a while!"
Miss Tiffany took out a water bag, poured the water in the water bag over her head, and said a little irritably.
If it weren't for spending time with Moira, she should be sunbathing on the beach on the north coast of Sun Island Bay at this time.
Woods squinted at the crowded central square and said hesitantly:
"How about we ask about the passage time first and then go back to find Roy. He is an officer of the Silver Pegasus Legion and has the right to pass through the portal first..."
At this time, Moira, who was standing next to her sister, gently pulled LS Briana's sleeve and whispered: "Sabrina, I saw that there seemed to be a few Brown Street neighbors in the queue over there. They He actually came to Partington’s plane.”
Sabrina stands out among a group of mixed-race elves. Her tall figure, fair skin, and beautiful face attract a lot of attention to her.
Moira always likes to hide in the shadows behind her. Although she has a very sweet appearance, the elves always ignore her. "Of course, who doesn't want to come to the Partington plane to dig for gold now!" Woods is the only man in the team, so he is naturally responsible for the safety of the entire team, even if he is not the number one combatant in the team.
"Gold mining?" Moira was a little unfamiliar with this phrase.
Woods laughed and said, "I also heard what Roy said. It was a metaphor for making money by collecting magic herbs here like digging for gold. I heard that in the black swamp of the Partington plane, there are as many primary magic herbs as weeds." …”
Miss Tiffany smiled and retorted: "This rumor is a bit exaggerated!"
Woods said with a smile: "Exaggeration is not the key, the key is that many mixed elves believe it!"
"No way……"
Miss Tiffany frowned and muttered.
Moira shook her sister's arm and asked softly: "What should we do? Should we leave first?"
Sabrina raised her eyebrows. There were too many mixed-blood elves gathered in the square, and the surrounding environment was a bit noisy. After they got off the carriage, they had followed the crowd for a while. If they wanted to leave now, they would inevitably If you have to walk backwards, that would be a bit troublesome.
"We're all here anyway, otherwise we'd just wait in line here!"
Sabrina said casually.
Hearing Sabrina say this, the four of them stood in the long line obediently.
Some mixed-blood elf guards stood in an isolated area, maintaining the system in the square...
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In the material warehouse, Langbo placed a thick pile of invitations on the desk in front of Roy and said to Roy:
"Let's see, how many invitations have I received from trading firms to negotiate in recent times? They know that we are engaged in primary magic herbal trade, so the invitations that can be sent here are all for purchasing magic metals."
Roy flipped through the invitation a few times and asked with some confusion: "What? Is even the magic metal trade becoming so hot now?"
"With so many business groups entering the Partington plane, at least half of them cannot buy magic herbs. They can't go back empty-handed. Although the profits from magic metal are smaller, they can at least earn back some of their capital... ..." Rambo sat opposite Roy and pushed a plate of berries in front of him.
This kind of berry is produced in the Elf Continent, and it is not too cheap in the Elf Continent. I didn't expect that Lambo would actually enjoy it.
Roy picked one and stuffed it into his mouth, tapped the table with his fingers and said:
"I leave these things to you. I can't have to deal with everything. Now in the magic metal market, only mithril ingots continue to rise. I will hoard some mithril ingots for the time being. I plan to sell them to those Green Empire merchants. They can If you can afford a high price, you can negotiate with them for other magic metals. As long as the transaction price is reached, you can sell them!"
"Since you said so, starting from tomorrow, I will visit them one by one according to the addresses on the invitation letters." Regarding the matter of metal trading, Lambo seemed very positive.
Roy continued: "That's it, but you have to help me get 1,500 boxes of fruit back today. I need to deliver them to the airport terminal before tomorrow evening. The magic airship will set sail to the airport the morning after tomorrow. City on the Plateau.”
"So urgent?" Lambo asked.
Roy nodded and whispered: "This batch of food will be sent to the land of the Gazan ancestors in the northern part of the plateau."
"Where's Captain Helic?" Rambo covered his mouth with his hand and asked in a low voice.
Roy nodded calmly.
Although Captain Helic led the mixed elf rebel army to occupy the ancestral land of Gazan, which is also a hot spring valley that is evergreen all year round, there is very little food that can be supplied to the elves there.
There are currently only two ways to obtain the food these mixed elf warriors need every day. One is to search around the Hot Spring Valley, and the other is to rely on Roy's supply.
Previously, Roy had been supplying elf biscuits to Captain Helic. Not only was this biscuit easy to transport, but the mixed elf warriors could survive seven days with one meal...
But now that he has the convenience of a magic airship, Roy is planning to transport a batch of fruits to Captain Helic. The transportation of these materials by the magic airship can also further reduce the transportation pressure on Leisander's pack team.
"Then I'll go get ready..."
Rambo's legs are always faster than his mouth.
"Then I'll go to the magic airship modification workshop on Partington Island to check it out. See you tomorrow night!"
Roy didn't intend to stay here either, so he said to Lambeau.
(End of chapter)