Chapter 357: Female Elf, Do You Want to Live?

"Human, I have given you the answer you seek. If you have no further questions, grant me a swift death!" Akari was determined to die.

"Female Elf, I am quite satisfied with your cooperation, but I still have a few questions!"

"Do you Night Elves not look no different from the Green Elves on the outside? Why are you hunted by the Elf Kingdom and called traitors by them?"

Previously, Gervas had thought the Night Elves represented evil.

He believed it was because of their bloodlust, or because they were stained with the aura of death, that they were called Night Elves and subsequently hunted by the Green Elves.

But now, if not for her exquisite infiltration skills, Gervas actually could not have distinguished her.

"Human Noble, telling you is no harm, but you must keep your promise!"

"We Night Elves are not the traitors spoken of by those hypocritical Green Elves!"

"For the true traitor is none other than the current Elf King, Alaric!"

"Back then, the only king of our Elf race was Queen Olivia!"

"But Alaric betrayed Queen Olivia, taking advantage of her injuries to betray her and usurp the throne!"

"And we were the royal guard of Queen Olivik. To avoid being utterly exterminated by that despicable usurper Alaric, we fled the kingdom!"

"So it was for this reason!" Gervas clicked his tongue in amazement.

Although it was an unexpected soap opera plot.

Yet, it somehow made sense.

Whether among humans or other races.

Where there is power, there is struggle; this is quite normal.

"So, after you fled the kingdom, you took up the trade of assassins?"

Akari did not evade, "That is correct. Although we escaped the kingdom, we are still hunted by that usurper Alaric."

"Besides that, our guard unit has many elderly and young family members, so we also need to find a way to support everyone!"

"However, although we are assassins, we have principles. We do not kill the elderly or children, nor do we kill kind and upright people!"

"Heh!" Hearing the female elf's words, Gervas could only let out a dry laugh.

They are already working as assassins.

Yet they still want to set up a monument to their virtue!

"Human, you may kill me, but you cannot insult me, because what I, Akari, say is true. Before we Night Elves accept a mission,"

"we always conduct an investigation and confirmation. Only if the target is truly irredeemably evil do we act!" Akari saw the contempt in Gervas's eyes.

"Very well! Then, Miss Elf, may I ask how old you are now? How could you know so much about ancient Elf history?"

"If calculated by your human standards, I am already one hundred and thirty years old!"

Good heavens, Gervas exclaimed "Good heavens!"

With this appearance and these physical conditions, one could never tell!

"And if calculated by your Elf race's own method?"

"Nineteen years old!"

Good heavens!

Gervas openly expressed his envy.

Previously, rumors that Elves could live for a thousand years held no substantial concept for him.

But now he finally had a profound understanding.

"Human, can you kill me now?" Akari asked again.

"One last question!" Gervas smiled.

Under Akari's expectant gaze, he said, "Akari, is it? Do you want to live?"

"Human, just kill me! I will never become your slave!"

"No, Female Elf, do not misunderstand. I am not asking you to be my slave, but to exchange three years of your service for your life... hmm, just like these subordinates of mine!"

The female elf hesitated for a moment, yet still prepared to refuse.

The pride of the Elf race made it impossible for her to become a subordinate of a human noble.

And becoming an assassin was not becoming a human's subordinate, but merely a partnership.

Whether to accept a mission or not was entirely up to them.

Gervas saw her thoughts. "Female Elf, do not rush to refuse. Let me first take you to see something, then you decide!"

Afterwards, Gervas did not delay, directly summoning a Griffin and a Magic Swift Eagle.

He then led the bound female elf towards the direction of Wheat Town.

Twenty-odd minutes later, at the foot of a mountain.

He took out several luminous pearls, instantly making the surroundings as bright as day.

And before Gervas and the others, a pool with a three-meter diameter had appeared.

"This is..." At first, Akari did not know what Gervas had brought her here to do.

But upon approaching the pool, she immediately sensed a thick aura of life.

"The Spring of Life. I believe Miss Elf is not unfamiliar with it?"

"This... this is impossible!"

Akari's eyes widened, and her body trembled slightly.

"Whether it is real or not, the evidence is right before your eyes. I believe Miss Elf knows this clearly herself!"

Akari's slender body shuddered violently.

After a full moment passed, she turned her head and stared at Gervas with burning eyes. "Human Noble, I can agree to become your subordinate, but I have a request!"

"What request?" Gervas remained unmoved.

"After the Spring of Life is formally formed, please permit us Night Elves to settle in your Storm Domain from now on!"

"Settle?" This was something Gervas had not anticipated.

He thought the female elf was asking for a certain amount of Spring of Life for her every year henceforth.

As long as the demand was not high, Gervas giving her one or two barrels annually would not be a problem.

Moreover, he could even promise to let them purchase with gold coins!

"That is correct, it is to permit us to settle. Of course, we can guarantee you that we will absolutely obey the rules of your noble domain!"

"Even, we can also pay taxes!"

Good heavens!

Gervas exclaimed "Good heavens!"

Wasn't this an elf serf voluntarily offering themselves at the door?

Moreover, they were Night Elves without the protection of the Elf Kingdom.

With the Spring of Life in hand, wanting to manipulate them was not it a piece of cake?

"No problem, female elf! I promise you, and I can even sign a contract with you!"

Akali immediately looked at Gervas with excitement, "Thank you, human noble!"

"Female elf, then should you not change your address now?"

The female elf was not pretentious either, "Akali, greets... my lord Gervas!"

"Depart!"

"My lord has given the order, Storm Legion, depart!"

Following Gervas's command, the Storm Legion began to march north.

Four days had passed since the day the call-up order was received.

Under normal circumstances, Gervas should not have dragged it out so long; setting off on the second day would have been sufficient time.

And Mil and others did exactly that, having departed three days ago.

But Gervas, due to waiting for the construction of cannons and ballistae, stubbornly delayed for an extra three days.

The benefit brought by this was that he waited for the completion of the third cannon and the eighteenth, nineteenth, and twentieth ballistae.

And although the increased number of cannons and ballistae seemed small, even one extra cannon meant one extra chance of survival.

Moreover, relying on those three days, crossbow bolts and projectiles also received great replenishment.

Of course, the upcoming journey would also fall into tension.

Fortunately, Gervas had long ago instructed Thomas to prepare a large number of wagons.

Therefore, his subordinates did not need to walk like other minor nobles, which allowed them to catch up on time.

And this time, Gervas's expeditionary force was around one thousand men.

It reached the minimum limit for a viscount.

And among the thousand-strong force, there were four hundred ordinary guards.

Two hundred cavalry.

The ranged attack squad, namely the ballista and cannon squad, totaled one hundred and fifty men.

Additionally, there were over eighty cavalry and knight squires.

This was the truly combat-effective force, with a total number around eight hundred.

And the remaining two hundred plus were temporarily conscripted serfs.

Just like the last expedition, they were not cannon fodder, but logistical laborers.

These two hundred men were specifically responsible for daily camp setup, cooking over fires, and other miscellaneous tasks.