The Elven Survival Handbook.

When Ivistal returned, Anset Lodge was reporting to Redemon his arrangements for the merchants.

The vampires very warmly entertained these merchants to stay in the magic castle for a few days, and sent some servants to entertain them. On the surface, they wanted the merchants to see if there were any other products they liked in the magic castle. In private, But it is to let those who are sent to learn from these people's mouths to better understand the situation in the outside world.

Compared to the few Kunle people, these businessmen who travel among various countries and tribes all year round obviously know more.

"When these people leave, let some monsters take the goods and follow them. With locals leading the way, we can save a lot of trouble when we come into contact with this world."

"It's up to you to decide on the choice." Redemon nodded in agreement, while turning his gaze to Ivistal, who had just come in: "How's it going?"

"It went very well. Those people all agreed to use wine as payment, and they even bought some extra. This is all thanks to Lord Sylvester."

Ivistal bowed slightly towards the elf, and the elf smiled back at him.

"But the quality of their gold is not very good and cannot be put into the vault. I asked Mick to store the gold separately. If you want to go out, use this as funds."

After saying this, Ivistal looked at the vampire again: "I just heard you say that you would send monsters to follow them?"

"Ah."

"Then, how about I take the lead?" Ivistal pointed at herself and volunteered: "I have also learned Weev very well, and I can basically have no problem with basic conversations. And when it comes to dealing with people and doing business, I probably have no problem. More suitable than me, right?"

Indeed, Ivistal is a male succubus, and succubi belong to a matriarchal society. When he was still weak, he had a low status in his tribe, and later he was almost killed. Fortunately, he escaped, and Came to Redemon’s territory.

Redemon's territory was the most peaceful among the seven monarchs in the demon world. The perfect legal system prevented weak monsters from being killed at will, which allowed Ivistal to have a place at that time.

For a long time, Ivistal has been among low-level monsters, relying on his racial talent and eloquence to sell some small commodities to support himself.

After he became an adult and gained the power that an adult monster should have, this male succubus secretly returned to his tribe and killed the female succubus who once wanted to kill him, and then resolutely ran to the magic castle to join the army. .

After that, he relied on his own strength to gain a foothold in the army step by step, and was even lucky enough to be promoted to the position where he is now in charge of the financial power of the Magic Castle.

It can be said that this person’s experience is a typical legendary story of a grassroots counterattack and becoming a winner in life.

Therefore, he said that he was the most suitable monster for this task, which was also true.

When it comes to doing business and building relationships with people, no one is more powerful than him.

"I was also thinking about asking you what you meant. Since you brought it up yourself, I leave this matter to you, Ivistal." The vampire said with a smile.

As expected of a partner who works together (wolf) and makes (awful) and does nothing (adultery), we always think of going together.

The matter was settled quickly, and Ivistal said that I would try to get along well with the businessmen in the next few days and ask them to take the initiative to invite me when they leave.

It's best to invite him with a grateful attitude.

After the official business was taken care of, the head maid Gina said at the right time that it was lunch time.

So the vampires and succubus respectfully sent away their demon king and future demon queen (elf:??).

Afterwards, the vampire extended an invitation: "Come to my place and let's talk about the details."

"Okay, you can treat me to lunch by the way."

"I only drink blood, but the chef's skills seem to have improved a lot recently. I think you will like it."

"Really, I'll have to wait and see, but speaking of blood, do you still have stock? We've been here for a few months, right? Those little bats under you haven't drank up your stock yet?"

"Don't let them hear your name." The vampire said with a careless smile: "There hasn't been much going on lately. I asked the little ones to go to bed. Don't wake them up unless you wake them up." There is no need to eat when he is asleep. Naturally, those collections have been retained.

"It's a pity that you don't like raising blood slaves."

"The smell of humans falling into darkness is not good. If you see some good ones outside, you can bring some back to me."

"person?"

"Of course it's blood. Your Majesty will be unhappy if you bring people back now." The vampires are very measured and will not do anything that will offend the elves and make His Majesty unhappy.

"Okay, what kind do you want?"

The two high-ranking monsters discussed the issue of taste and slowly walked away.

Although it would be troublesome to take a long detour, they thought that the elves seemed to be very dissatisfied with His Majesty, so they decided not to run into it themselves.

On the other hand, the elves do have opinions on the devil. The reason is

Something in his hand.

Redemon bought a lot of things today, most of which he handed over to other demon kings to deal with, but a small number of them were collected by the demon king himself.

For example, there are several necklaces and anklets with different styles but exquisite pieces.

There are even forehead pieces, earrings and rings!

This guy definitely has evil intentions!

The elf was wary all the way, not even paying attention during the meal, but the devil never mentioned those things from beginning to end.

This made the elf feel relieved and a little confused at the same time.

This doubt lasted until he finished lunch and was not answered.

The elf had no choice but to prepare to go back to his room to rest as usual.

The Demon King climbed up the spiraling stairs with him. The Elf walked very slowly. The time it took to get from the restaurant on the second floor to the top floor could be used as a walk after a meal, which was very helpful for digestion.

At the entrance to the fifth floor, the Demon King stopped.

Seeing that he wasn't leaving, the elf turned back in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"Something happened, you go and rest."

Although it was strange that Redemon, who always went to the study room on the sixth floor at this time, suddenly stopped on the fifth floor, Luvita glanced at the entrance to this floor, which was always locked, and there was not much Asked, nodded, and continued up.

The Demon King stood there and watched his figure disappear from sight. Then he looked away, opened the door in front of him, and walked in.

As the owner was welcomed into the dark corridor, the magic lights lit up one after another, revealing identical doors in the corridor.

The devil activated his magic power, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and all the doors opened in response. He walked into those doors without staying too long. After getting what he wanted, he exited and entered the next room.

Finally he stopped at one of them, where he stayed for a long time.

When it was almost time for the elf to rest, Redimon came out and went upstairs to find the elf with a calm expression.

The elf, who had been eating and drinking in addition to planting, naturally would not refuse the devil who came with him for afternoon tea. He opened the door generously and let him into the room.

At this time, he didn't even think of his previous doubts.

So when the Demon King placed a black box in front of him, Luvita was obviously stunned for a moment.

Then he remembered.

"What's in this?" The elf didn't answer, just looked at the box and asked him.

He stared at the box as if there was some kind of scourge inside, and it might come out at any time.

Seeing that he didn't move, Redimon simply opened the box himself.

What was in the box was indeed a piece of jewelry, but it was different from what Luvita thought.

It was an anklet, with green leaves hanging from the black chain. The leaves were not made of metal or other things, but were really leaves.

The kind that made him feel close to his heart, and the shape of the leaves on the branches used to tie his hair, were exactly the same as those on the branches on his head. These were definitely the leaves of the Elf Mother Tree, and he would not be mistaken!

And the black chain that can tie up the leaves of the Elf Mother Tree and keep it vibrant green is obviously not an ordinary thing.

Luvita couldn't help but cast an appraisal spell.

As a result, Luvita only knew that this anklet had the effect of being completely immune to dark and wood magic attacks below high level, and it also had an 80% effect on dark and wood magic attacks.

There's no name, so obviously this isn't something produced by DW.

There was obviously no such thing among the pile of things that Redemon had bought before.

Then there is only one possibility.

"you made it yourself?"

Redemon nodded and asked him in a low voice: "Do you like it?"

This was the second time he asked today. The first time the elf said he didn't like it, but now he couldn't say it.

Those are the leaves of the elf mother tree. How could the elves not like their mother tree? !And this was done by the other party himself.

Luvita was a little touched when she received such a handmade gift for the first time.

But this is an anklet...

He looked down at his feet. They were all wrapped in a robe, with trousers and boots underneath, and no trace of skin was exposed.

In fact, no one can see it if you wear it inside, right?

The elf was confused.

Redimon didn't force him, he just waited quietly.

Finally, the elf nodded shyly.

"like."

The author has something to say: His Majesty the Demon King will not just buy something to give to the elves. He just buys it as a reference and makes a better one himself!