V5.Chapter 54

The brilliance of the morning sun shines.

A quiet day in Modo City began again. The busy people began to prepare for work, and the sound of children's playfulness could be heard faintly beside their ears.

Rainbird tidied up his clothes, reached out and picked up the machete forged with a trace of mithril, turned and walked towards his post. He was a half-drow who had been in Mordor for some time, and as a drow ranger, he was the first to follow the warrior chief here. People greeted him from time to time on the road, and Rainbird nodded and smiled slightly. He always hoped to change people's views on drow elves. Maybe other places are still hostile to drow elves, but Modo City has accepted them.

There are not many female drow in Mordor City.

These stubborn female drow still gather around priests, and the long-held concept of male superiority and female superiority still makes it difficult for them to identify with the status of other male drow.

Thousands of years of tradition, it is difficult to change at one time.

So those damned female drow rejected Modo City, and also rejected these increasingly high-ranking male drow.

Rainbird knew it all.

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

Just recently, female drow contacted the Underdark, and they seem to have received some assistance.

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

Rainbird is a half-drow.

In fact.

Almost all those who stayed in Modo City and had enough identification with Modo City were half drow elves. And those who stayed in the original group were mostly pure-blooded drow elves and the people they could influence.

Rainbird loves it here.

Modo City gave him a way to exchange his strength for status, instead of having to be like in the past, even with countless efforts, his status would always be lower than those of female priests.

There are many curious eyes on the road!

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

Rainbird was used to it.

He was greeted all the time on the way. He was also invited to drink in the evening, but Rainbird refused.

He doesn't drink alcohol.

As a warrior who is strict with himself, Rainbird is very demanding of himself. He hopes to enter the legendary field one day. As a high-level professional who has just advanced, this possibility is still very high.

"Lord Rainbird!..."

Just at the corner of the street, a timid voice sounded beside Rainbird's ear. This gentle voice made him stop, and when he turned around, a smile appeared on his cold face. Softly: "Lucina. Good morning."

A young and immature girl.

Her ears are slightly pointed, which means she is a half-elf.

"You haven't had breakfast, have you?"

There was a hint of blush on the fair face of the little girl, and she timidly handed him a food box, and then shyly said, "This is for you."

"Don't disturb you. I'll go back first."

There were other half-elves nearby who saw this scene, and some people laughed kindly, which made the little girl's footsteps even more flustered.

Even Rainbird couldn't help feeling slightly blush, but he was already very dark and basically couldn't see anything. Because the image in the eyes of people was very bad, after coming to Modo City to live. The drow elf warrior chief has always strictly demanded them. If something extraordinary happens, the warrior chief will even personally whip the wrongdoer. Therefore, the drow elf warriors in Modo City give people the sense of being serious, strict, and strict. Stereotype, cold, etc.

That's how Rainbird used to feel.

For a long time, although the drow warriors have been accepted by Modo City, they have not really been integrated into the people.

Others were afraid of them and kept their distance carefully.

This happens until one thing happens.

Devil Invasion!

The dreads have summoned demons in Mordor City. It caused great damage to the city of Modo, and also killed many innocent people.

That day, Rainbird also joined the fight.

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 killed a mad war demon in a bloody one-on-one battle. A half-elf girl was rescued.

It's the girl just now.

To this end, he broke an arm, and it was only after the priest of the temple performed 'regenerate a broken limb' for him that he recovered.

Everything has changed.

Rainbird suddenly found that the people around him started to treat him kindly, and even the aunt next door would help him clean the courtyard from time to time.

Every morning, someone started to say hello to him.

Although many times Rainbird just nodded slightly in response, but people seem to have gotten used to and accepted his serious attitude.

all the time.

The drow lacked a chance to prove themselves, and the demons invaded this matter. Many people agree with them.

"Looks like that little girl is interested in you!"

He heard the mocking voice of his companions.

Facing the slightly playful ridicule of his companions, Rainbird thought for a moment and said solemnly, "If possible, I want to marry her."

Surprised.

Then came the clamor of other guards, many of whom were pirates, and were not as calm as drow warriors.

Rainbird liked that little girl.

A self-respecting drow warrior, he hated the female drow of those races.

Strong, domineering, rude, arrogant...

Rainbird can use many words to describe his views on female drow, because from his childhood, the female drow has left a huge shadow area in his heart.

The ideal opposite sex in his mind should be someone like Lucina.

Marry her if you like her.

As a serious drow warrior, Rainbird thinks so.

………………

The handover is completed quickly.

Rainbird led a group of people to guard outside a building, which was the core restricted area of ​​Modo City, and he didn't even go in.

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

Everything seems to be no different.

But when Rainbird was patrolling outside a house today, he suddenly felt his heartbeat speed up and the chills abruptly rise.

An invisible breath.

What's locked up in this house!

When Rainbird turned to look at the other people around him, he immediately found that everyone had similar expressions.

"Longwei!?"

A man who claimed to have had eight ribs broken by a white dragon suddenly jumped up. His voice was slightly excited and slightly trembling.

The man's name is Padollo.

A very uncommon name, once an elite unit of pirates, is now transferred to Modo City to guard the restricted area.

This is a chatty man.

However, he has a good relationship with other people. He likes to drink and brag. What he likes most is to take off his shirt and open his chest in the pub after being half-drunk, revealing the huge scar on his chest. Others told how he followed Lord Sauron to slay the dragon at first, and then how he was drawn by an adult white dragon with his tail. After eight ribs were broken, he still survived tenaciously.

This is an old pirate.

The real elite of Modo City, the elite of the elite, even Rainbird is not fully sure of winning him.

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

………………

Alternating day and night.

The various forms of beings in Modo City are staged every day. The pub is always the most lively place. Here you can hear a one-armed old man telling people how they fought against the swamp king at an absolute disadvantage. , here you might also meet a guy who likes to take off his shirt and brag about having eight ribs broken by an adult dragon.

Stories like this happen every day.

From the naval battle of the son of Dagon, the fall of the swamp king, the decisive battle of Nusha Island, the battle of dragon slaughter, against the natives, against the fleet of the southern island nation, against the cruel and ferocious vrykul pirates, to the expedition against the orcs in the fallen leaves city, etc. wait!

You will never end the story here.

They are all warriors, they are also survivors, maybe they will die somewhere in the future, but they will leave their mark in these stories.

Modo City.

This rising city in the overseas archipelago is like a star. Its glory belongs to Sauron, but it also belongs to these obscure people.

This is the soul of Modo City!

………………

(ps: I wrote it and I felt it suddenly, so I added a short paragraph.) (To be continued.)