Seeing the puzzled look of Honglong, Luna Xueyu knew that he had misunderstood.

"The respected true dragon is not cursed," she gritted her teeth: "It is the curse imposed on me by the harps."

Jose frowned.

Dragons have a long history and are one of the oldest species in the multiverse, but entering the material plane was only tens of thousands of years ago. When the dragon clan migrated to the Teda Nol plane, many species that existed have not yet been born, including the harp.

According to the records of the Dragon's inheritance, the harp was born in the early third era more than 6,000 years ago. The elves dynasty at that time had just defeated the dwarves and goblins and was in a booming stage. The curious high elves actively explored the outside world.

Among these high elves, there is a mysterious organization composed of a group of arrogant mages. They actually tried to steal the power of God. They were not the wild god worshipped by the indigenous people of the island, but the real god who possessed a seat in the Pantheon.

Although these high elves wizards are crazy, they still have the most basic reason. The object they stole was not a god in normal state, but a bad guy who was seriously injured and close to falling.

There is no doubt that the group of crazy mages got rid of it, but they also successfully killed the already weak and unlucky god. The god's overwhelming hatred before his death turned into a vicious curse, and the object of the curse was naturally the culprit who killed him.

All the male high elves in the mage organization died, feathers grew on the body of the female high elves, their originally white hands turned into bird wings, and their feet turned into thin eagle claws, becoming the current harp-shaped banshee.

Jose's face was a little wonderful. He never expected Luna Xueyu to make this request. This was a curse left by the gods.

"Why do you believe that I have the ability to solve the curse on you?!"

"You are very special, I am willing to take a gamble," Luna Xueyu smiled self-deprecatingly: "To be honest, since I learned that I should be an elf, becoming an elf has become my greatest wish in my life."

For someone with a dream, Jose doesn't want to hit her either.

Stay silent for a long time.

"If I heard it right now, what you said was to lift the curse for you personally when I could, right?"

"That's right."

"Okay, I promise you the terms."

It is fair to use the early investment for help after your growth.

A moment later, Jose's third family member was born, and the Blood Feather Clan was successfully incorporated into the army.

Accompanied by his new family, Jose flew across the cliffs to observe the situation of the harp tribe.

"Luna, how many people do your tribe have? How many war ranks are there?"

"Back to Master, the Blood Feather Clan has sixty-four harps, five warriors, and four early-level warriors, both of whom are elite scouts I brought out from the Red Nest."

"I want you to send three harps to help my family, the Blood-toothed Dog-Called Tribe, to earn part of your prey as compensation for delaying your hunting."

The owner's request and compensation were made, Luna Xueyu naturally would not refuse: "As you wish."

"Also, instruct your tribe to monitor the Graytail Centaur tribe while moving on the grassland, collecting their intelligence, including the internal rights framework of the tribe, the location of food storage, and who to interact with."

Jose found that the family members on the side were hesitant: "What? Is there any problem?"

"Master, has the Grey Tail Centaurus offended you?"

Luna Bloody Pause: "The Graytail Centaurus is an ally of the Bloody Feather Clan. We provide caravan news on the grassland for the Centaurus, and they leave us food. One-third of the food of the Bloody Feather Clan comes from the Graytail Centaurus."

"Haha," Jose then remembered that the harp was also a famous robber race. The two gangs of robbers united to get their needs, and everything was so reasonable.

"It's not going to offend me, but they blocked my way."

"I immediately cut off my ties with the Graytail Centaur!"

"No! You continue to cooperate! And we need to cooperate more closely!"

With such a good chance to penetrate the enemy, how could Jose let it go: "At the critical moment, we can cooperate with the inside and outside, and tell me what you know, especially their Khan."

Luna Xueyu lowered her head and organized the language, and raised her head: "The Khan of the Graytail Centaur Tribe is Mdahan Huiwei. He is a mid-level warrior. I have had many dealings with Mdahan Huiwei. He gives me a feeling of danger. I guess I am about to break through to the advanced level, and he has a real high-level warrior brother."

"High-level warrior? Brother?" Jose looked at his family in confusion, waiting for her further explanation.

"Yes, he does have a younger brother of high-level warrior named Hamuer Graytail. Hamuer Graytail did not stay in the tribe. He joined a gang of centaur bandits and 'hunting' on the prairie, but his connection with the tribe has not been cut off. He returns to the tribe every year to spend the winter."

Luna Xueyu continued: "In addition, the Graytail Centaurs also have contacts with the Blackwater Chamber of Commerce. Most of the stolen goods they plundered were sold through the Blackwater Chamber of Commerce channels."

Sure enough, there is no simple tribe that can eat meat on the grassland.

Jose thought so, but he was more afraid of the Blackwater Chamber of Commerce than the Centaur natives.

In the prairie where disputes are everywhere, the chamber of commerce is not just a simple organization of businessmen. It does not have enough force to protect it. Not to mention the barbaric natives on the grassland, business competitors will let you disappear on the vast grassland first.

"How much do you know about this Blackwater Chamber of Commerce?"

"I only met those merchants once and bought a little from them. I only knew that they came from Yangfan Port in the East."

Yangfan Port, a city of thousands of sails, a land of gold and silver, and a fertile soil for hope. It is the end of the only two routes of the human world to communicate with the northern grassland, and it is also the starting point for the wealth of the prairie to flow into human society.

Jose thought for a while and found that the Centaur and the Blackwater Chamber of Commerce were unlikely to have a close relationship. It should be just a simple cooperation in interests, but this cooperative relationship was enough to spread the news of its existence to human society, thus causing immeasurable consequences.

When attacking the Centaur Tribe, you must be cautious.

As he flew, Jose saw a strange bird's nest, which was larger than other bird's nests. There were banana leaves covering the rain above, and the branches as brackets were dotted with blue and white flowers.

The elf wind that was rushing towards me was undoubtedly the boudoir of my family.

He glanced at Luna Xueyu. When the food was not rich, he spent a lot of effort to decorate his nest. It seemed that her desire to become an elf was really strong.

“Huh?!”

Jose noticed something glittering in the nest: "There is actually a mirror."

"Haha, this is what I bought from a human businessman after spending three gold coins," Luna Xueyu said, with a profitable expression on her face.

Jose felt a toothache.

Three gold coins in one mirror?!

More money than robbery!
Chapter completed!