I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Chapter 360: Tradition of the Dark Elves

Faced with Ivan's somewhat angry behavior, several dark elf sorcerers were speechless.

The tradition of the dark elves is to fight threats with their own military force.

Those who fail or die in the face of threats due to their lack of military strength will not receive any sympathy from other drow.

They believe that the weak should be eliminated.

In fact, it is not just the dark elves, many evil and even neutral races follow a similar way of survival.

It's just survival of the fittest, no big deal.

After Iris of the chaotic good camp took over the dark elves, although she wanted to make some changes and even optimized her own doctrines, she did not have the ability to infiltrate the empty doctrines into the details of implementation.

Like many native gods, their good and evil, right and wrong, love or indifference are due to the instincts that exist in living things themselves.

They are not politicians. Native gods like Iris have only had experience in a small family.

He defected with his crazy mother, and before he could properly sort out his relationship with his father, he became a leaky little cotton-padded jacket.

Although to outsiders, this is just a huge brawl within the elven pantheon;

But the fact remains that it is just an internal family conflict.

Therefore, although they are often described by believers as wise gods, in fact most of them have nothing to do with wisdom.

"Even those orc chieftains and giant ancestors are more competent than this irresponsible goddess!"

Alduin, who has been managing the frost giant settlement for many years and is the chieftain of the "primitive orc tribe" in Ivan's eyes, is indeed hundreds of times more capable than these gods in governance.

At least after they settled down, their first reaction was to build the city wall.

Just when Alvin was extremely annoyed, Lian next to him was so frightened by this cheap brother-in-law who rarely got angry that she stood there motionless.

She had seen Xi Ling when she was angry. The cold face and refusal to communicate was very scary.

She had also seen the angry Priest Boll, stomping around with his big feet.

But this was the first time she had seen Ivan angry.

Although she didn't know why Alvin was so angry.

"Sister, brother-in-law..."

The short half-elf changed from his previous noisy appearance.

She glanced behind Ivan, hesitated for a long time, and whispered to Ivan who was patting the table.

"Mother... is right behind you..."

"Clam?!"

After a commotion, Alvin, who was brutally abused by the stingy goddess, tried to sit down again calmly.

Compared with the previous beating by the Xiling sisters in the Haze Forest, the future mother-in-law's approach was relatively gentle.

He just cast a spell that made Alvin feel like he was entangled in thorns, giving him a slight punishment.

In fact, if it weren't for the dozen or so high-level believers present, Iris would have let Ivan experience an upgraded version of Xiling and Lian's ravages -

After all, she is the mother of these two, and the theory of heredity still exists in the main material world.

"If it were you, what would you do?"

Iris, who also sat down calmly, asked reluctantly.

If this was a native god who had been high and mighty from the beginning to the end, she would definitely not be so humble and ask questions.

But Iris is a character who has been wandering in the main material plane for ten thousand years after all.

Compared to when she was in the astral realm, she was very aware of her own stupidity in certain aspects.

Although he still felt a little dissatisfied with the human being in front of him who solved the food problem without making a fuss, it was obvious that the other party was much more talented in this area than himself.

And Ivan didn't let her wait for long. The useless young student from Blue Star cleared his throat and told him his plan.

"Based on the current predicament, we must build high walls, store up food, and slow down our efforts... How should I put it, um... reduce our presence?"

He reached into the pile of documents on the table again and pulled out a map of the underground cave in the Moon Sea Breath.

This was drawn slowly by Nimia under the pressure of Alvin over the past few days.

For this reason, the poor 1.4-meter-tall lady went out and patrolled a few more times.

Ivan spread out the map, and several dark elves beside him were very discerning and cleared away the messy documents so that Iris could see it more clearly.

“You see, this so-called city now has a turbulent underground river to the north. Hundreds of dark elves have disappeared there, and this is also the place with the highest number of abnormal deaths.

This means there is deadly danger in the river or on the other side."

Then, Alvin pointed his finger to the south.

“And here, almost all the conflicts between the gray dwarves, deep gnomes, and kobolds occurred here.

After so many conflicts, you only arranged a few patrol teams here...

Then there is the west side. Not to mention anything else, the mushroom people in the mushroom field alone are enough to give you a hard time.

As for the east, since that place leads to the Moon Sea, you have never tried to explore it.

Don’t you feel like you live in a dangerous place?”

I thought everyone present would gasp, but except for Lian who was very considerate and held up her little head, all the other dark elves were looking at their faces with great interest.

Even Elise is like this.

Everyone in the field immediately started staring at each other in dead silence.

Finally, Nimia couldn't stand the silence anymore and asked first:

"But, as a tradition of the Dark Elves, we have always been like this..."

"But you are not the dark elves you were before, are you?"

Alvin stared at Iris opposite him meaningfully, which made the new Lord God immediately understand something.

"Yes, this pervert is absolutely right."

The learned goddess immediately took over the conversation.

"Previous traditions have already led Rose to the destruction of Mozoberranzan.

Now we have to change the way we live. "

……

Just as Alvin and Iris were discussing traditional and non-traditional things, the City Lord's Mansion of Huiyao City once again welcomed an unexpected guest.

"I really didn't expect you to come here to visit in person."

This time, Xiuman did not sit behind his desk drinking tea, but stood respectfully at the door of the reception room and performed aristocratic greeting to the visitor in front of him.

"Sir Xiuman, what's the matter? Are you now avoiding me, a defector from the capital?"

A female voice sounded, not very clear but with a tone so soft that it could touch the soul.

The owner of the voice was a human female wearing a wide-brimmed hat and male aristocratic clothing. Her overdeveloped chest muscles rudely exposed the gender she tried so hard to hide.

"Tyr is above!

How is this possible? Your sense of humor is as good as ever..."

He bowed slightly, then gestured to the room to come in.

"Welcome to Huiyao City, Your Royal Highness the Princess."