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Chapter 168 Luck, truth, fetters!(3/3)

"Captain Tarrell..."

"His Excellency Morgan..."

After a warm greeting.

Tarrell led Morgan into the gate of the Woodland Kingdom with his horse.

This is Morgan's second time entering the Woodland Kingdom.

In terms of identity, status and strength, it is completely different from the last time when I was in prison.

The construction of the Woodland Kingdom is the same as that of the Lone Mountain Erebo Kingdom, that is, both of them have built the interior of the mountains.

But the difference between the two kingdoms is.

Many of the architectural styles in the Kingdom of Eribo are large and thick and majestic.

There is only one architectural style in the Woodland Kingdom, that is, exquisiteness.

Eccentricity everywhere.

This is from the kingdom, no matter how big it is to buildings, lofts, bridges and other buildings.

There are some other small reliefs, stone tables and chairs, and even torch lampshades for lighting.

The shapes are all exquisitely built.

Just like the large number of male and female elves Morgan encountered along the way.

The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful.

They all look very delicate.

Follow Tarrell all the way forward.

Not long after, Morgan saw the elf king Thrandir waiting there in the attic where the road ahead was necessary.

"Meet Morgan again..."

"Welcome to my kingdom as a guest."

Thrandil came up with a smile.

Morgan bowed slightly and nodded and smiled, "This is my honor, sir."

"There will be a while to disturb you here."

Morgan said with a smile.

Thrandil immediately shook his head and said, "Morgan, we don't have to be so irrelevant."

"Tarel is my Kingdom Guard."

“Although it’s rare for humans to be with elves.”

"But I'm glad you guys come together."

"Morgan, you will always be my friend."

"The gates of the Woodland Kingdom will always be open for you and welcome you at any time."

Thrandil looked at Morgan and spoke seriously.

Morgan nodded with a smile: "I remember."

"That's right."

"Let's go, I'm ready for the banquet."

Thrandil smiled and reached out to signal.

Morgan stepped forward immediately.

Tarrell and several wood elves aide-deputies followed behind and walked towards the depths of the woodland kingdom.

One month later.

In front of the gate of the Woodland Kingdom.

Morgan was leading a horse full of small and small packages and saying goodbye to Tarrell, the elves King Thrandir.

After hugging Tarrell.
Chapter completed!
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