The light of the morning light shines.

The peaceful day in Modo City began again, and the busy people began to prepare for work, and the sound of children's play was faintly heard in their ears.

Renbird sorted out his clothes, reached out to pick up the scimitar forged with a trace of mitral, and turned to walk towards his post. He was a half-drow elves. He had been in Modo City for a while. As a drow elves ranger, he was the first person to follow the samurai. People greeted him from time to time on the road, Renbird nodded and smiled slightly. He always hoped to change people's views on drow elves. Perhaps other places were still hostile to drow elves, but Modo City had accepted them.

There are not many female drow elves in Modo City.

These stubborn female drow elves still gathered beside the priests. The long-term concept of male inferiority and female honor still makes it difficult for them to recognize the status of other male drow elves.

Thousands of years of tradition can be difficult to change in a moment.

So those damn female drow elves rejected Modo City and also rejected these male drow elves with increasingly high status.

Renbyrd knew all this.

He knew why the chief priest had been reluctant to get close to Modo City completely, because when the dark girl died in the hands of her mother, there was still something left behind.

Just recently, the female drow elves were contacted by the dark area, and they seemed to have received some assistance.

At least the last time he went back, he saw some specialties from the dark area.

Rennbyrd is a semi-drow elves.

In fact.

Almost most of those who stayed in Modo City and had a sufficient sense of identity with Modo City were semi-drow elves. And many of those who stayed in the original clan were pure blood drow elves and the tribe members they could influence.

Rennbyrd loves it.

Modo City gave him a way to exchange his strength for status, without having to do so, even if he put in countless efforts, his status must always be lower than that of the female priests as before.

There are many curious eyes on the road!

There are only one or two hundred drow elves in Modo City, all of which are first-class elites. From time to time, outsiders will be surprised when they see them.

Rennbyrd is used to it.

There were people saying hello to him on the way. Someone invited him to have a drink in the evening, but Rennbyrd refused.

He doesn't drink wine.

As a warrior who strictly demands himself, Renbird has very strict requirements on himself. He hopes to enter the legendary field one day. As a newly advanced high-level professional, this possibility is still very high.

"Mr. Rainbird!..."

Just at the corner of the street, a timid voice sounded in Rennesbod's ear. The gentle voice made him stop and a smile appeared on his cold face when he turned around. He said softly: "Good morning Lucina."

A young and tender little girl.

Her ears were slightly sharp, which meant that she was a half-elf.

"You haven't had breakfast yet?"

A hint of blush appeared on the little girl's fair face. She handed him a food box timidly, and then said shyly: "This is for you."

"I won't bother you anymore. I'll go back first."

Other half-elves next to him saw this scene, and someone laughed kindly, which made the girl's steps even more panicked.

Even Renbird himself could not help but blush slightly, but he was very dark and could not tell anything. Because his image was originally very bad in people's eyes, after coming to Modo City to live, the Drow Elves Warrior Priest has always strictly required them. If something extraordinary happened, the Samurai would even personally whip the mistakes. Therefore, the senses that the Drow Elves Warriors gave people in Modo City were serious, strict, rigid, cold, etc.

This is what Rennbyrd gave people before.

Although the Drow Elves Warriors have always been accepted by Modo City, they have not really integrated into people.

Others were afraid of them and kept their distance from them carefully.

This situation is until something happens.

Demon invasion!

The fear believers summoned the demons in Modo City, causing great damage to Modo City and killing many innocent people.

That day, Rennbird joined the battle.

As a high-level drow warrior, he discovered the demon at the first time and protected the civilians near the street where he lived. At the same time, he also fought and killed a berserk demon in one's own battle. He rescued a half-elf-like girl.

It's the girl just now.

For this reason, he broke one of his arms, and it was the priest of the temple who performed the "broken limb regeneration" for him before he recovered.

Everything has changed.

Renbird suddenly found that the people around him began to be kind to him, and even the aunt next door would help him clean the yard from time to time.

Every morning, someone started to say hello to him.

Although Rennbyrd just nodded slightly to respond, people seemed to have become accustomed to and accepted his serious attitude.

Always.

The drow elves lacked a chance to prove themselves, and the devil invasion made many people agree with them.

"It seems that little girl is interested in you!"

The joking sounds of companions came from my ears.

Faced with his companion's joking joke, Renbyd thought seriously and said seriously: "If possible, I want to marry her."

Amazement.

Then there was the noise of other guards, many of these people were from pirates and were not as calm as the Drow Elves Warriors in their temperament.

Renbyd likes that little girl.

As a drow elves warrior with strong self-esteem, he hates female drow elves in those tribes.

Strong, domineering, rude, arrogant...

Renbird can use many words to describe his views on the female drow elves, because since his childhood, the female drow elves have left a huge shadow area in his heart.

The ideal opposite sex in his heart should be like Lucina.

If you like her, you marry her.

As a serious and serious drow samurai warrior, Rennbyrd thinks so.

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The handover is completed soon.

Renbird led a team of people to guard outside a building, which was the core penalty area of ​​Modo City, and even he himself did not enter.

Every day, three drow elves warriors lead a team to guard day and night. No one except Lord Sauron, the two witches and Miss Vivian are allowed to enter here. They are the guards outside, and there are many magic traps inside. There have always been many enemies who want to spy on the secrets, but the final result of these people is very miserable.

Everything seems to be no different.

But when Rennbyd was patrolling outside a house today, he suddenly felt his heart beating faster and his hair suddenly became tense and entered a state of combat, and at the same time he pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife.

An invisible breath.

There is something in this house!

When Rennbyd turned around and looked at the others around him, he suddenly realized that everyone had similar expressions.

"Dragon Hard!?"

A man who claimed to have been interrupted by a white dragon suddenly jumped up, his voice slightly excited and trembled slightly, and he said excitedly: "I will never admit my mistake! This must be the feeling that Long Wei gives people!"

This man is called Pedro.

A very rare name, once the elite pirates, has now been transferred to Modo City to guard the restricted area.

This is a chatty man.

However, he has a good relationship with others. He likes to drink and brag. His favorite thing is to take off his shirt and open his chest in the tavern after getting half drunk, revealing the huge scar on his chest. He tells others how he followed Lord Sauron to slay the dragon, and then how he was hit by an adult white dragon with a dragon tail. After breaking eight ribs, he still survived tenaciously.

This is an old pirate.

The real elite of Modo City, even Rennbyrd, was not sure to defeat him.

He was one of the few survivors in the Battle of White Dragon!

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Alternate day and night.

The various forms of sentient beings in Modo City are staged every day. The tavern is always the most lively place. Here you can hear an old man with one arm telling people how they fought against the King of the Swamp at an absolute disadvantage. Here you may also meet a guy who likes to take off his shirt and brag about his eight ribs being broken by an adult dragon.

Such stories come every day.

From the naval battle of Dagon's son, the fall of the swamp king, the decisive battle of Nusha Island, the battle of dragon slaying, the battle against the indigenous people, the fleet of the southern island countries, the battle against the cruel and ferocious Viku pirates, to the expedition to the Luoye City against the orcs, etc.

You can never finish the stories here.

They are all warriors, they are also survivors, and may die in some places in the future, but they will leave their own figures in these stories.

Modo City.

This city rising in the overseas archipelago is like stars, its glory belongs to Sauron, but also to these unknown people.

This is the soul of Modo City!

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Chapter completed!