Chapter seven hundred and ninety fourth king sees king
"So, are we going to start the third phase of the plan now? Master." The dark elf Melson was the first to break the deadlock. Although she said "master" one by one, it was quite harsh to the ears of other dark elves. But everything that can come is coming.
Those who had been punished had lost their temper, and those who still had a temper were all recovering at home, so the dark elves turned a deaf ear with a tacit understanding.
On the other hand, the person who was asked by name said calmly: "If I said that I have slippery hands, would you believe it?" As he said that, he couldn't help but blame the thing in his hand and said: "I said why are you so good today? Cut off your head.
There’s no feeling at all.”
"I've always been so sharp, and you didn't just find out today. Besides, what kind of feel does it take to cut something? Are you a pervert?" Hakiri, who finally opened his mouth, retorted.
Knowing that now was not the time to chat about this knife, Lin naturally wanted to find the culprit who had startled him. When he turned around, he saw that it was an elf team sent by Lahti who belonged to the Kingdom of Paiyat Jaime and broke away.
They entered the area assigned to them and ran into the government affairs hall.
Just when he was about to have an attack, someone saw a vaguely impressionable childish face. He asked doubtfully: "Your Majesty Ridan?"
"Yes, it's me, Lord Tripwood." Ridan III could only smile bitterly at what happened after he called out.
"Young king, do you know that when someone is holding a knife, something will happen if you suddenly startle them?" Since the person who came was a king, Lin couldn't blame him too much, so he said casually.
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It's just that someone died, and he was still holding his head in his hand. Lin looked around and tried to put the head back on his neck. Anyway, the incision was so beautiful, maybe the resurrection technique could be useful? But after all, he was not
As a professional in this area, I gave up after just a few attempts. He put his head on the table and inserted the box-cut Lambo knife upside down into the sheath under the small shawl. Lin asked: "Such a young king?"
Yeah, why did you call me? And you shouldn't be in this place."
"Your Excellency, I hope you can give me some time to talk to His Majesty Andre alone. I will do my best to persuade him to agree to your request. This is also the reason why I am here."
Although Lin did not filter the list of joint mobile forces of various wood elf tribes, at least he made a request and it was the most basic thing to be able to plan; some special people with too important status should not mess with it. After all, no one knows
, will this tactic encounter any restraint magic? And, during the process of suppression, what emergencies will occur.
Someone didn't know whether this young elf king could fight. But he obviously belonged to the category of 'special people', and the result still happened. For such variables... Lin didn't care at all.
He has always believed that his life is his own. If he doesn't cherish it himself, why should others help him? When it comes to the behavior of a pig teammate holding him back, someone will definitely sit back and watch that person destroy himself. In the end, he may even applaud.
The two apprentices he had tricked several times were now very conscious of self-preservation.
However, this young king who should not appear in front of him wants to do his part, and it will be of positive help to the peaceful development he hopes for. Lin cannot dampen his enthusiasm. Therefore, regarding the request of Ridan III, Lin wants to
He agreed without thinking about it. He said: "Okay, I will give you time to talk to His Majesty Andre. Miles, please clear the hall. If you are willing to cooperate and go out obediently, let them go out first; if you are not willing to cooperate, let them go out first."
If there are any, break their legs and drag them out; if they refuse to leave, kill them and throw them out. Anyway, they have already been killed, so a few more will die."
"What about the ones who are already dead?" the dark elf argued in a timely manner.
With a helpless expression on his face again, Lin looked at the elf minister who was accidentally killed by him and said, "Let him go for now, and then they will naturally find his family to collect the body. By the way, can he be resurrected like this?"
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Melson pretended to be surprised and said: "The head has been cut off, so there is no way to resurrect him. Maybe if you invite your Majesty Fen to come down, you can give him a second life."
As he walked out, Lin sighed with emotion: "You can only become an undead creature." Suddenly remembering something, Lin stopped and turned around and asked: "Your Majesty Ridan, you will not use any excuse to chat with His Majesty Andre for three days.
Sanye, just delay. I don’t have that much free time.”
"No, Your Excellency, I will just take up some of your time. If I can't convince you, I will retreat." The young king said.
The casual conversation between the two people can be regarded as excluding some elves who have the idea of procrastination.
The government hall of King Amelan's palace was quickly emptied under the urging of the dark elves, leaving only two kings, one old and one young.
Regarding the rude actions of the dark elves, Lin couldn't stop so many people, and he didn't want to. He Yan Yuese's opportunity to negotiate politely was given up by these old guys. Now that they have all fallen out, he still has to pretend to be elegant and save face for the other party.
, then if you don’t get kicked in the nose, you will be like that dead old guy. Why bother doing things to yourself?
As for the dead elf, to be honest, Lin didn't feel much guilt in his heart. Because he originally wanted to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, but the old guy was unlucky and was really killed. Besides, if there was no blood on the sheathed knife, it would be in vain.
He drew his sword, didn't he?
It seems that my mentality is different from the past... Someone walking out of the hall was reflecting.
Seeing his courtiers being kicked out by the unwelcome guests, Andre Priel didn't have any angry attitude. His calm expression made it impossible for anyone to detect his mood. In contrast, the young king's face was full of anger.
The shame and apology for the deceased made him far less powerful than the old king.
As a landowner and an elder, Andre Priel dominated the conversation and took the lead in speaking in elegant Elvish: 'I never expected to meet His Majesty Ridan under such circumstances.
Please take a seat.'
'Please.' He responded, and Ridan III sat at the head of the guest table. As for the bench that a certain magician conjured up, facing Andre Purier, he didn't dare to sit on it, because he recognized it.
He is not qualified to sit on the high seat of the Turtle Dove Alliance.
As soon as he sat down on the chair, Ridan III was keenly aware that there were not only two kings in this hall, namely him and Andre Purier, but also other people.
The chief assassin of the Internal Affairs Department and the assassin leader of the Intelligence Department emerged from the secret passage. One on the left and one on the right, they blocked all the young king's escape routes. At the same time, one of them said: 'Your Majesty, I can capture this young man alive at any time.
king.'
Faced with such an unfavorable situation, Ridan III did not panic at all. He sighed with regret and said: 'Your Majesty Andrei, do you know what mistakes you and others have been making.'
'Oh, what is it?'
'You just naively think that one king or two kings are very important to the existences outside.'
Such reminders were enough for an experienced king. He directly shouted: "Get out of here, you guys. It's useless just to show up now. What's more, my conversation with His Majesty Ridan,
It's up to you to intervene.'
The aura that was still entering the government hall changed directions and left quickly. Andre Priel did not look back, but looked at the young king, frowned and asked: 'How many of your majesties are here?'
"Your Majesty Andre, all the high officials of the Turtle Dove Alliance are here. Not one of them is left behind." Ridan III replied seriously.
The old elf king felt his teeth sour and gasped.
Of course, the main body of the World Tree cannot move at will, so the old king asked about the clone of the World Tree. Although they both called each other "Your Majesty", the weight between the two was completely different. But he couldn't figure it out.
, what is the reason for the other party to work so hard? Seeing this battle, our side didn't even have the intention to resist.
Although he thought about whether it was a lie, but looking at the hopeful expression on the young elf king's face, Andre Purier simply asked directly: "Your Majesty Ridan, do you know the reason why they did this? It's so long."
In the time since, I have only heard of World Tree tribes attacking each other, never of cooperation, let alone of liberating other World Trees. If there weren’t so many trees coming, I would have thought they wanted to burn them down.
Our country's world tree serves as the basis for promotion.'
Ridan III said in surprise: "You have been with an ally for so many days, and you haven't asked any questions?" Then, the young king thought of something and said with a wry smile: "Yes, I want to come to Haidele."
Your Majesty left that man alone for a long time. No wonder he had enough time to make a detailed map of the palace and an attack plan.'
"The High Seat of the Alliance? Who?" Hydra Prior was completely out of sorts.
'That's the magician. Mr. Magician Guy Blasch Lin Tripwood.'
...'A human being?'
'Yes, he is still a human being.'
‘Is it also the high seat of the Ikaruga Alliance?’
'Yes.' Pointing to the long-backed chair directly opposite the old king's seat, Ridan III said: 'That chair is the "high seat" of the Turtle Dove Alliance.'
The old elf king rubbed his temples, and after recovering from the drastic changes he had suffered one after another, he asked again: "That human magician is the leader of the Turtle Dove Alliance? How is this possible!" At the end of the sentence, his tone could not help but rise.
Faced with such a gaffe from the old king, Ridan III could only smile bitterly and said: "When I first discovered this matter, my performance was not much better than His Majesty Heidli. But whether we believe it or not, then
This magician has indeed been recognized and recognized as worthy of being on an equal footing with your Yggdrasil Majesties.'
'How is this possible?' Ignoring his own gaffe, Hydra Priel murmured: 'It is such an incredible thing, how can a human being be recognized by the World Trees?'
‘If someone can help World Tree advance, and propose a solution that Your Majesty considers feasible for the bottleneck problem faced by World Tree, I believe that achieving such a status will not be a problem.’
If you put yourself in someone else’s shoes, if someone could solve your long-standing big trouble, it wouldn’t be a big problem to treat them like a state guest. But why is it a human being who solves the troubles of the World Trees!
Andre Purier began to feel how difficult this matter was.