Chapter 1329 - 448: Eight Consecutive Level-Ups (Part 3)

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Apparently, most of the pure-blood elves in Basaran Town were not aware of this news either, and they were all shocked when their mayor mentioned it.

"Due to the need to stabilize everyone’s emotions, the opinion of the Great Druids was to keep it confidential for the time being, but now... oh... there’s no longer a need for that," Alderan couldn’t help but sigh as he spoke.

Rein nodded.

This news should be true, as it aligns with what the Sword Bearer Headquarters had learned.

Previously, the judgment from Headquarters was that there was a high-level betrayal among the Elves.

But now it seems the problem is more severe than Headquarters’ assessment.

Because Prince Sedlin is not just an ordinary high-ranking elf; from Rein’s understanding, he seems to be the sole prince among the Ferdinand Forest Elf tribe.

With Prince Sedlin’s cooperation, it’s not hard to understand why dozens of elf outposts on the Ferdinand Forest border were destroyed, and the ensuing chaos from the cult invasion that caused heavy elf casualties.

"So, what’s the current situation in Ferdinand City?" Rein couldn’t help but ask.

"Well... I’m not sure about the current situation, but Ferdinand City has five defense crystal towers from Ancient Times, so it shouldn’t be easily breached."

"However, relying solely on the strength of the Elves to repel those cultists and suppress the rebellion might be very difficult, and if this process drags on, our already scarce numbers will become even scarcer."

"So, Lord Rein, could you please make a trip to the Imperial City Tamriel of the Dragan Empire and help contact our Elf Ambassador Lux stationed in the Imperial City to seek aid from the Empire?"

"Of course, rest assured, we will provide you with a reward that will be satisfactory."

Hmm?

Initially, Rein thought this Basaran Town mayor would directly seek his help, perhaps by asking him to go to Ferdinand City, but it turned out to be just a matter of contacting the Elf Ambassador.

This, for him, was naturally too simple.

"Mayor Alderan, this matter is easy for me, so there’s no need for a reward; perhaps you can tell me something instead."

"My Wizard School needs an ’Ancient Tree Heart,’ which I’ve heard is a treasure of the Elf Clan. Could you tell me where to find one for trade?"

Upon hearing Rein’s words, Alderan was initially slightly surprised, but then he smiled and said,

"Lord Rein, the reward I planned to give you is precisely two ’Ancient Tree Hearts,’ and I hope you won’t refuse."

With that, Alderan, the elder elf, took a small box from another male elf nearby and handed it to Rein.

"Hmm?" Rein raised an eyebrow and couldn’t help but smile as well.

This was quite a coincidence.

Initially, he wanted to inquire about the trade information from the elderly elf before him, but unexpectedly, he got straight to the point.

At this moment, the thin sheet on Rein’s body started vibrating.

Rein stepped aside a bit, took out the sheet, and injected a bit of spiritual power, saying, "This is Rein. Please speak."

"Captain Rein, we finally got in touch with you." When Rein picked up the sheet, he could almost hear the voice of Claire on the other side, sounding relieved.

Claire quickly and urgently said,

"You should be aware that someone who is possibly an epic-level powerhouse seems to be on their way to find you. The person’s purpose is unclear, but they should bear ill intentions. The information is being checked with the headquarters by Olena."

"Right, the person is currently on a streamlined long-range airship, swiftly heading in the direction of the Elf Town Basaran..."

"Claire, are you referring to a person on an airship about four meters tall with a massive iron shoulder guard on their shoulder?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a short silence on the other end of the sheet...

"Yes... Does that mean you’ve already encountered this person?" Claire’s mind was a bit confused.

Could that person be Captain Rein’s friend?

But judging from various signs, it didn’t seem like it...

"Hmm, you could say I’ve met them."

Rein turned his head to look at Bostaf, who was pinned immobile to the blade spear, and said.

"Is he a friend of yours?" Claire cautiously asked.

"No."

"Then you should be careful, that person is extremely powerful..."

"I don’t think caution is necessary anymore."

"He’s right next to me now, already unable to pose any threat to me."

"Hmm?"

For a moment, on the other end of the sheet, the three women had a puzzled expression on their foreheads.

"In simple terms, he has already been killed by me." Sensing some confusion in Claire’s voice on the other end, Rein added a sentence.

Instantly, the other side of the sheet fell into a prolonged silence.

After several seconds, Olena cleared her throat and took over the sheet, saying, "Lord Rein, I apologize. Because of communication issues on our side, we weren’t able to provide you with intelligence in time."

"It’s alright. By the way, I’ve also eliminated the Vice Pope of the Secret Snake Sect, the epic-level powerhouse named Quirut, and simultaneously saved the pure-blood elves and the Centaur Tribe in Basaran Town."

On the other side of the sheet, the three women were dumbfounded and completely at a loss for words.

"So... So, Lord Rein, do you need us to do anything?" Olena, who had seen significant events, had an unsteady voice at this moment.

"Hmm, Olena, contact the headquarters. I’ve basically understood the situation in Ferdinand Forest. Basaran Town’s mayor, Alderan..."

As Rein relayed the information he learned from Alderan and the other pure-blood elves to Olena, after a while, he heard the reply from the other side:

"Lord Rein, the information you obtained is extremely important in my view."

"With your intelligence support, I think it will be much easier for the Sword Bearer Headquarters and even the Empire’s high levels to make subsequent decisions." Through Olena’s trembling voice, it was naturally easy to discern her inner excitement at this moment.

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