Chapter 597 Oil and Rubber
Elf! A character who is never absent from the fantasy world!
Wait, wait, wait!
Paul suddenly thought of something important.
I don’t know what the style of the elves in this world is?
Wouldn't this be off-putting if it came from Lao Gunfeng?
"Um...what do those elves look like? Have you seen it with your own eyes?"
Nigel noticed that the lord's eyes were suddenly full of curiosity.
He said enthusiastically: "Sir, each of them has an almost perfect appearance in the eyes of humans, with a well-proportioned figure and slender limbs. Their skin is as white and smooth as the porcelain you made. ”
As he spoke, he looked intoxicated, his eyes full of memories.
The other two captains also laughed "hehehe", and even young Allen had a blush on his face.
Paul immediately realized that the guys in front of him might have had special contact with elves in some special place.
Think about a group of sailors who have been drifting at sea for several months. What is the first thing they do when they get ashore?
Most people will choose to enjoy themselves in the moment. The sea is moody, so you must cherish every time you land safely.
“Ahem!” Paul showed a serious expression, “Gentlemen, I thank you for your willingness to abandon those beautiful foreign beauties and return to me.”
Nigel realized that she was a little embarrassed and smiled sheepishly.
He continued to introduce: "Because of the appearance of the elves, they are often attacked by human slave-catching teams from across the isthmus. Many elves live as slaves in the northern human countries."
Paul Asked: "Are the elves weak in force?"
Nigel nodded, "How should I put it? The elves' metal smelting and forging technology is not very developed, and it seems that the metal minerals in their forests are also not very developed. Very few. But..."
He changed his mind, "The elves have a secret weapon, which is a terrible fuel that can be sprayed onto a target and ignited, and it will never go out, and even water cannot extinguish it. , the humans there are very afraid of this terrible weapon.”
"But the elves care too much about their forests, so weapons that can easily cause fire are not often used by them, so overall they are much weaker than their human neighbors in the north."
Greek fire? Nigel had just finished describing the fuel when the word popped into Paul's mind.
Even water can’t be put out, doesn’t it just fit this characteristic?
If it was really Greek fire, Paul became excited. According to later generations’ reconstructions, the Greek fire seemed to contain oil, which was known as the blood of industrial civilization.
“Oh, by the way, Lord Grayman.”
Nigel put his hand into his coat pocket and groped for something, and after a few seconds pulled out something.
"We also discovered a strange substance among the elves. I think our naturalists here will be interested."
Paul took the thing in his hand, this is A soft, light yellow jelly-like substance constantly changed its shape as he held it with his palm, flattening and rounding it, and doing whatever he wanted.
Nigel smiled and said: "It's very relaxing to hold hands like this when you have nothing to do."
At this time, he noticed the change in Paul's face, which was a mixture of excitement. , expressions of joy and impatient.
rubber! The lump of stuff Nigel brought back is natural rubber! In other words, it is unvulcanized raw rubber!
"Master Grayman, Master Grayman."
"Huh?"
Paul, immersed in excitement, was called continuously by Nigel and others. It took several times to respond.
Nigel breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't understand why the lord was attracted to this light yellow gel.
"Nigel!"
Paul suddenly ordered, scaring the captain of the exploration team. "Yes, Master Grayman!"
"You and your crew, eat well, drink well, rest well, and keep your body in good shape for me! Renovating After that, I need you to start again!"
"Yes, Lord Grayman!"
"This time you will go straight to the Elf Land. I ask you to establish contact with the Elf Gate, and it is best to gain their friendship."
"Yes, Lord Grayman!"
< br>Paul's heart was extremely excited. This is both oil and rubber. Elves, elves, you don't know what a precious mountain you are sitting on, right? ——
In the spring of 1995 in the Holy Calendar, a news quickly spread throughout the Aldo Kingdom.
King Rodney XVII was called by the Lord, and he was succeeded by his nephew Gerd Rodney. Of course, he should now be called His Majesty Rodney XVIII.
The death of the old king is not surprising. After all, the king was known to be frail and sickly in his later years.
What is surprising is his heir. Many people speculate that his daughter Catherine will succeed and become the first female king in the history of Aldo. More people think that the king will follow the tradition and let His younger brother Jassim succeeded him.
But no one guessed that the real successor was his nephew Gerd. This guy was not the first in line to succeed.
The new king has caused discussions among many forces in the Aldo Kingdom.
In the castle of Grand Duke Tanlang, Giles held a banquet and invited many of his vassals.
"Hahahaha! This is the Lord of Light helping me!"
Giles held up his wine glass, his excitement palpable.
“I really don’t know what our King is thinking about passing the throne to such a young man. Catherine, she has the support of the army and her own ability to fight. Jasim is old and cunning. I am afraid of these two people because of their popularity among the nobles. As for Gerd, hahahaha, it’s not that I underestimate him, he is just a steward who manages the royal family’s property!”
The archduke's chest was aflame with an extremely high level of ambition.
He saw Jingyao's crown waving to him, and it was time to raise his troops and march to the north again.
He announced his plans to his vassals.
“We will definitely be able to defeat Jingyao this time!”
“I am confident that Lord Giles will lead us to victory!”
The vassals are also in a unanimous mood. Passionately expressing their loyalty and confidence.
"Lord Giles, should we wait first?"
Unlike most people, his love interest Samar offered advice.
“Oh? Why?”
Samar explained to him:
“Jassim is Gerd’s father, maybe it won’t matter, but what about Catherine? ? Will there be a fight with her cousin?
If the two can fight, it will be great.
It's best to fight until both sides suffer. After such a situation, if you raise your own troops again, wouldn't it mean that you will destroy everything along the way?
It's like knocking down a shabby house.
The Grand Duke thought viciously in his heart.
It is time to let the spies placed in Jingyao move around.
(End of this chapter)