Hammer Faces or Slash People? (3/5) Thanks to Zhishou Hua Yusheng for the 20,000 Reward

William planned to travel to the Dark Night City.

Lotner caught up with him halfway, because his uncle was always worried that he would cause a big mess in Dark Night City.

Autumn has arrived.

The Blackleaf Forest receives far less rainfall.

The trade route to Blue Moon Town was very sturdy and wide. The two of them, riding their Thunder Warhorse, had to reach Blue Moon Town first, and then travel a long way through the mountains to reach Dark Night City.

no way.

Dawn City, Neutral Faction nominally protected by the Black Leaf Elf, hadn't even connected to the Dark Night City's teleportation array.

It has to be said, this is quite a joke.

The vegetation overhead was very lush, and specks of golden light shone through the leaves, as if the road was sprinkled with gold nuggets.

Lotner rode slowly behind on his warhorse, his eyes filled with a sense of satisfaction for William.

It's not that William grew up safely and healthily to this point, nor that William became so outstanding and continuously developed and expanded Dawn City.

It was because William had risked his Life Fruit of Life in the Dream Continent, and after returning to Dawn City, he had to rush to Dark Night City to personally deliver it to his mother.

"I have to say, little William is finally acting like an adult now, and he's starting to take care of his mother," Lotner thought with great emotion.

Because whether it's a human, Elf, Dwarf, or even some animals, when a new life is born, the mother will give a great deal.

And those little lives will continue to demand...

Even after their children grow from helpless infants to toddlers, teenagers, and even adults, most parents still do not refuse their children's requests.

But.

How many people, as soon as they reach adulthood, will repay their parents with the good things they have?

Lotner only realized this when he was in his thirties. (Elf mature late!)

William, that little guy, seems to be only 19 years old this year; he's still a child!

Even as his uncle, he never expected that His Prince would mature so many years ahead of him.

"Once we arrive in the Dark Night City, if anything happens, it's best to..."

William waved his hand without turning his head. "I won't kill anyone, and I'll try my best not to hit anyone."

William's words left Lotner speechless, but he was right. Lautner was, after all, an Elven Prince, and as long as he didn't kill anyone, no one would dare to do anything to him.

"Are you ready?" Lotner continued to ask.

William glanced at his message box and retorted, "What can I do if I'm not prepared? I'm sure there are quite a few people who dislike me."

now.

He finally reached level 100.

The advanced quests aren't too difficult either.

Instead of killing Master Tier Professional, he was forced to endure for more than 10 minutes at the hands of a Grandmaster Professional harbored ill will towards him.

His Prince couldn't help but smile slightly, "Ten minutes is far too easy for me now."

High-Class and Grandmaster.

The former refers to Professional have just learned to fly.

The latter earned the title of Earthbreaker Warrior.

The difference between the two is enormous.

For the vast majority of Professional, challenging opponents of higher levels is simply impossible.

certainly...

William was fairly confident. For example, he could easily defeat Murloc Grandmaster. However, Grandmaster Murloc were a rare breed, and they were practically impossible to find except in certain large Murloc tribes.

The two chatted casually.

Thanks to the speed of the Thunder Warhorse, they quickly arrived at the new Blue Moon Town.

Neither of them encountered any acquaintances here. After a short rest, William began his first journey deep into the Blackleaf Forest.

As the name suggests.

The deeper you go into the Blackleaf Forest, the more dramatic the changes in the trees become.

While there are many different kinds of trees and flowers on the outskirts of the forest, once you enter the Blackleaf Forest, 80% of the trees inside will turn into Black Iron Tree.

This tree is entirely black, with green young leaves, but when the leaves are fully open, they also turn pitch black.

"Black Iron Tree saplings are Blue-Quality materials, with the highest quality being Legendary. All Black Ironwood belongs to the Black Leaf Elf!" William grinned. The Black Leaf Elf are rich!

However, Black Leaf Elf wasn't originally called that.

Its predecessor could be called the ' Dawn Elf ', representing the Light of Dawn, the rising sun, the light of hope, and many other elegant names.

However, since humans dominated the continent, the Dawn Elf, disgraced by their withdrawal from the continent and retreat to the Blackleaf Forest, completely changed their name.

Therefore, the surname "Black Leaf" is not considered a compliment by the Black Leaf Elf Royal Family.

It's a disgrace!

From this perspective, the fact that the Black Leaf Elf Royal Family changed their surname is enough to show that the original Elven King had the determination and courage to return to the Blackleaf Forest.

only.

Although the Black Leaf Elf are constantly multiplying and growing stronger, having experienced far less warfare, they have long lost their former Black Leaf Elf, and are now in a similar state to the Moonlight Elf...

Well, in the Legendary Continent, only the Snow Elf are rather reckless.

Some members of the Black Leaf Elf Royal Family, in particular, remain immersed in the Glory of their ancestors.

These young princes and princesses have noble blood flowing through their veins.

They possess innate Legendary, Epic Talent.

They didn't need to worry about equipment, money, food, or anything material.

These days, they only care about which instrument is more elegant and suits them better.

They would drink the most precious Mana Spring every day to soothe their throats, hoping to sing even better songs.

They were proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Even their martial Battle Aura and Magic are outstanding; at most, they lack combat experience and have less killing intent.

They are the epitome of elegance, nobility, and near-perfection, celebrated by the wandering poets of the Human Empire...

That's right.

In the eyes of many humans, they are perfect Elf.

With their Elf Royal Family blood, they simply could not tolerate William, a child of a human and Elf.

Perhaps many of the older Royal Family Elf wouldn't care about William's bloodline, because they are already quite mature.

However, many princes and princesses who were not very old, or even of William's generation, were filled with contempt and disgust for William's bloodline.

Many Royal Family Elf even believed that he should never have existed in this world and should have been killed in the first place.

To avoid tarnishing the noble bloodline of the Black Leaf Elf Royal Family.

so.

William's journey to the Dark Night City was fraught with complexity.

It might even embarrass him.

This was also the main reason why Lotner insisted on coming along; he was afraid that William, with his exaggerated fighting skills, might, in a fit of rage, take the life of one of the princes...

That would be a huge problem.

And in this family infighting.

The current Dawn City Lord cannot rely on anyone else; he can only rely on himself.

He did more than simply deliver the Life Fruit.

William also needs to clear his name and that of his mother, who suffered endless complaints, prejudice, and humiliation.

He thought about it a lot.

Throughout the journey, William pondered how to resolve these troubles.

Face recognition?

In theory, this is possible.

But what if everything depends on Talent?

So, is his Thunder God's Left Hand just for giving the middle finger?

Just because you're Elf, and after all these decades you're still just kids, does that mean I have to put up with you?

One word!

Just do it!

If any prince or princess of the same generation dares to utter a single vulgar word, beat them up!

That's William's solution.

And so.

The journey will take approximately seven or eight days.

The two barely exchanged a single word.

They all seemed lost in their own little thoughts.

Along their journey, the two encountered many Elf...

It has to be said.

The vast majority of Black Leaf Elf have a very positive opinion of William!

Located on the outskirts of the Blackleaf Forest, and considered the Dawn City by many powers, it has never disgraced the Black Leaf Elf.

William, in particular, has recently received numerous Glory!

This has become a topic of much discussion among many Black Leaf Elf.

Magic-Martial Tournament, William unleashed Thunder Domain that only Epic-Class Professional could unleash, instantly killing the Dark Child.

His suspected identity Reincarnation of the Thunder God has become a topic of conversation among the Elf of the Dark Night City.

Just as the two were about to arrive in the Dark Night City.

William and his companion encountered a small group of Elf cavalry, stained with blood. There were only a little over 100 of them, led by Grandmaster and the rest being High-Class.

Just as the group of people finished sizing them up and were about to leave...

Lotner, however, couldn't resist urging his horse forward and stopping the perpetually dejected Grandmaster Elf: "Legion Commander, you, how did you become a cavalry captain?"

Upon hearing this...

The other Elven Warrior stopped in their tracks, and instead, they orderly divided into small teams and dispersed to patrol the area.

The Grandmaster Elf raised his bewildered head and suddenly said with a hint of surprise, "Lotner, what kind of Legion Commander am I? I'm just a deputy..."

Ignoring all that, Lotner grabbed his arm and questioned, "Faramir, the Deputy Legion Commander is still Legion Commander. You are Your Highness Alice's personal Personal Guard, so why have you taken off your armor? Have you broken your oath?"

"I didn't!" Faramir suddenly clenched his fist and answered coldly.

Just as he was about to ignore Lotner, he saw William riding a warhorse to the side...

In that instant.

Faramir's gaze suddenly softened, and he called out almost in a trembling voice, "Is it... is it you, Little Prince William?"

"It's me." William nodded calmly, without asking why Faramir had gone from being his mother's Personal Guard to a cavalry captain.

However, the Little Prince in front of him did not ask.

But Faramir couldn't remain silent.

And after he told everything...

William's expressionless gaze gradually turned icy.

"Your Highness, we are useless and unable to protect Princess Alice, but please don't act rashly." Seeing William's expression, Faramir quickly dismounted and almost knelt before William.

Fortunately, the latter reacted quickly, stopping Faramir's actions and saying, "Don't worry, I won't go too far in Dark Night City!"

"That's good, that's good... If the other princes and princesses said anything unpleasant, Your Highness, just pretend you didn't hear it." Faramir breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the matter was over.

Lotner simply rolled his eyes.

MD.

You don't know our dear, handsome, dashing, and incredibly powerful Little Prince.

What he said wasn't an exaggeration.

I guarantee I'll beat those guys who talked about his mother so badly their own mothers wouldn't recognize them!

Then.

William suddenly asked, "Are there any Epic Tier Professional in my generation?"

Faramir, puzzled, could only manage a wry smile, "Becoming Epic Tier powerhouse isn't that easy. Even the most Talent princes and princesses are only at the Grandmaster Professional at best."

"Alright, Faramir, go and hand over your tasks!" William patted him on the shoulder and said no more.

Faramir gave William a deep look, then hurried off to the Dark Night City to hand over the mission; he needed to find the time.

He needs to make time for it.

He must find his other brothers who have been separated from him, to protect the Little Prince who has come to the Dark Night City.

William narrowed his eyes.

It's not about hitting people anymore.

It's a question of whether to use the Cursed Sword to cut people down or to smash their faces with Thunder God's Left Hand!

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