"Dancing well! Dancing well! I really like it. I appreciate it!"
Seeing those demi-humans dancing in the field that were even unacceptable to Fisher's aesthetics, Hiiragi, who still looked a bit childish on his face, actually became excited. His drinking capacity did not seem to be too high.
Well, considering that the alcohol content in the cup was far less than that of later generations of Narihei Mamba, it was difficult to get anyone drunk, let alone an elf of a mythical species.
The old Xiong below wiped the sweat from his wrinkled forehead, and then led Heller and Fisher to sit down, opposite Chun Bo, and took a look at the helpless man opposite him.
The expression on Uncle Chun's face seemed to be contagious, dyeing the expressions of the monarch and his subjects exactly the same.
"Uncle Chun, please give these beauties to me. I really love them very much. If you have any requests, just ask them and I will definitely agree to them all."
After the dance ended and Fisher and others took their seats, Hiiragi looked at the retreating demihumans below with great displeasure. He turned to Uncle Chun and asked. After hearing Hiiragi's words, those below
The demi-human female who was about to retreat did not dare to move her body and stood still, carefully looking at Uncle Chun who was sitting next to her.
He smiled slightly when he heard this, motioned to the waiter behind Hiiragi to pour him wine, and then replied,
"I don't have any slaves here anymore. If you want them to go with you, please ask them what they want. But don't worry about it now. The envoy from the Holy Land wants to wish the king longevity. How about we talk about it first?
"
Unexpectedly, Marquis Hiiragi just glanced at Heller casually, as if the others were nothing, and then said without much care,
"Who doesn't know that angels coming here to celebrate birthdays are just a formality. In the past, they just sent some things and said congratulations. Neither party cares, so why should Uncle Chun care? We will report this matter to the king and others.
That’s it, if you have anything to talk about, I’ll give you whatever you want. Can we share the table with you tonight?”
Hiiragi didn't look at the faces of those demihuman women, only looking at their moth-pink wings and tapir noses. He waved his sleeves, and as a breeze came, he took out a small branch of a certain tree from his arms.
, the branch exuded blue light, and he threw the tree into the group of sub-race women with a slight throw. In their frightened sight, the tree exuded a terrifying aura and took root, sprouting from it with a little sparkle.
metallic sound
Then, the branches sprouted little by little, but what they produced were not green leaves, but ornaments made of various precious metals, many of which were weapons-like objects, aiming at those demi-human races with cold light.
.
Uncle Chun took a deep breath, knowing in his heart that the other person was just joking, and might not even have any real malice, but it was extremely uncomfortable. He sat up a little straighter, looked at the people opposite him, and said,
"Hiragi Hou, be careful what you say."
Heller remained motionless as if he had turned into a puppet, only smiling and pretending to be dead. Xiong below also looked at Hiiragi. The music was still playing, but the atmosphere was not as relaxed as the music played.
Asuka Karasawa, who was sitting behind Heller, looked at the somewhat immature-looking Hiiragi, but it seemed that he could not compare him with a human child anyway, so he asked Fisher and Gelsemium quietly,
"Hasn't Lord Hiiragi been reincarnated? Why does it feel like he has lived for a long time? Does he still have this kind of hobby?"
Gelsemium turned her head helplessly and whispered back,
"This is reincarnation. In essence, they are the same person before and after reincarnation. Although they have no memory, the things they did in their predecessors will continue to emerge. Moreover, elves love to write history to record what they have done. After reincarnation, the elves
They all like to read it and let them judge for themselves whether they approve or disapprove of what their predecessors have done.”
Upon hearing this, Marquis Hiiragi's expression became pale, and he gently threw the half-empty wine glass on the table with a crisp sound. He shook his head with some pity and sighed,
"Uncle Chun, Uncle Chun, sometimes I really don't understand what you are thinking. You abolish the inferiority of slaves and even sneer at the rules set by the king. Now that the king is about to be reincarnated, I am afraid that the old rituals will become invalid. This is not you.
What you hope for? Now you are on pins and needles again, what are you pretending to do? Forget it, since you want to talk about Wang Shou, I won't stop you, I came here today for business. "
Hiiragi sat in his seat and looked at the trembling inhuman dancers below with some pity. He refused to look away for a long time. Next to him, Uncle Chun looked a little restless and looked around, seeming a little nervous. This made Fisher, who had been observing them silently,
I'm a little confused
Hiiragi supported his body and waved his hand. The metal branches blooming on the ground in the distance shrank little by little, swallowing those precious items back into the trunk little by little.
"I have been busy with other things in the past few years since I was reincarnated, and did not care about the mess left by my predecessor. Now that I have finished everything, I finally remembered something. Four years after my predecessor died, and three years after I was reincarnated, our country has another
One thousand, six hundred and twenty-two slaves secretly escaped to the Chun Kingdom. If I remember correctly, Uncle Chun seemed to have an agreement with his predecessor, one slave in exchange for one foot of land?
"Originally, I didn't plan to settle this debt with Uncle Chun. I just treated it as a welcome gift to Uncle Chun when I was born, a favor. But this time I wasn't too happy, and I was very annoyed. But I still have to settle the matter over a thousand feet.
I can't bear to give it to me. How about this. I heard that Uncle Chun, Shang Qingxiong, intends to adopt the deer race guest Qing Lu'an as his adopted son. It's embarrassing to say that I haven't seen the deer race since I was born, so why don't we do it?
How about a deal, Uncle Chun?"
Hiiragi waved his hand with a smile, and the branches on the ground in the distance spread out bit by bit, turning into the tops of standing swords, spears, and halberds, covering the entire ground densely. He rubbed his hands, as if he had already been familiar with Xionghe.
Lu An's situation was clear, just listen to him say,
"Bring Lu'an's daughter to dance for me, and I will put this matter to rest. Deer people, haha, look, the deer's hooves and tail are fluffy and very beautiful. As they dance, they can avoid this danger.
The sword is so smart and beautiful. Let her come up quickly, I can’t wait."
The level of life of Hiiragi seventeenth level is basically unrivaled by anyone in the field. The only one who is of the same level as him, Heller, is hanging up. He is even worse than Asuka Karasawa next to him, looking weak and pitiful.
Helpless look.
Both Xiong and Chun's expressions changed slightly, but unlike Xiong who didn't dare to speak and was angry, Chun seemed to have just come back to his senses and started chewing on each other's words.
Cut another thousand feet of land?
Uncle Chun didn't need to decide whether Xiong would agree to it. He immediately stood up and prepared to go to Lu An and ask him to bring Lu Ming. But obviously, with Lu Ming's timid and fearful character, she couldn't be here.
Dancing on the sword under the gaze of the mythical species
Uncle Chun sighed, looked at Hou Hou, and asked,
"Why is this necessary, Marquis Hiiragi?"
"You want land or you want slaves? No, the descendants of slaves?"
However, Hiiragi remained unyielding, pouring a glass of wine for himself. His extremely young and extremely irritating look made Asuka Karasawa's teeth itch when she saw him. How could it be possible for the deer race to escape even when she couldn't bear to look at him?
What about dancing on a knife?
"abnormal"
She cursed, and Hiiragi, who was drinking in the distance, moved his ears slightly. Apparently he heard the little girl's small curse. The terrifying pressure spread instantly. Mikhail's prosthetic body tightened a little, and Gelsemium also hurriedly
He sat up straight and looked at Heller, but she remained motionless, with a fake smile on her face like a statue. It looked like Gelsemium had a cerebral hemorrhage.
Just when Hiiragi looked here with terrifying pressure, Fisher, who was sitting in front of Asuka Karasawa's left, suddenly sighed forcefully,
"Why."
"Why are you sighing, human?"
Hiiragi glanced at the seated Fisher. His original idea of settling a score with the human girl was halted when the human man "inadvertently" showed contempt in the corners of his eyes. He frowned and asked.
.
Fisher looked at him, then at several demihumans in the distance, then shook his head and sighed,
"It's nothing, it's just that when I first came in, I felt that I had met someone of the same kind. I wanted to chat for a while, but I didn't expect that Marquis Hiiragi didn't know how to appreciate it at all, so I felt it was a pity. In my opinion, Marquis Hiiragi should not invite Deer people to breed first.
Come and dance, it’s not too late to clarify your concept of loving demi-races before inviting them.”
Marquis Hiiragi was stunned for a moment, then turned his head as well, and soon understood what Fisher meant by "not understanding appreciation". Then he stood up angrily and said angrily to Fisher,
"You said I don't know how to appreciate it? Who do you think you are? Since my reincarnation, I have seen and understood every race in our country. Even when I came to Chun Country this time, I had already done some research on the unique sub-races here.
I’ve prepared in advance and have a deep understanding, but you’re saying I don’t know how to appreciate it?”
Fisher took his time and asked,
"Hiiragi Hou knows a lot about the three demi-humans in the audience?"
"That's natural!"
Fisher stood up and walked to the table under the terrifying pressure of Hou Hiiragi's anger. Of course, in the eyes of Asuka Karasawa, Gelsemium or Mikhail, all these actions seemed to be for
Karasawa Asuka's plan was to bear the consequences quickly, just to prevent Hiiragi from causing trouble to Karasawa Asuka.
Asuka Karasawa pursed her lips, feeling a little guilty for a moment, and her fingers tightly grasped the white robe on her thighs. Gelsemium and Mikhail also kept looking at Fisher, who walked to the table to confront Hiiragi bravely.
Well, I admired his courage in my heart. Heller, who was standing by him, smiled slightly and got out of the idle mode. He looked at Fisher at the table and didn't know what he was thinking.
Xiong across from him raised his hand in panic, and Uncle Chun also looked at him with strange eyes.
Of course, what no one knew was that after hearing Uncle Hiiragi's answer in front of him, the illusory subtitles in front of Fisher's eyes lit up little by little, and the thing in his arms became warmer little by little, and soon appeared in an invisible place.
Three new columns,
【Tapir race】
【Mantis Species】
【Moth species】
[Number of studies that can be bound: 0/1]
[Bindable objects:]
Below, several names of female sub-races that could be bound popped up at once. Fisher randomly selected three objects to bind without looking at them, filling up all the quotas for the three sub-races.
Before the pain came, he said to Hiiragi in front of him,
"Appreciate further details."
That contemptuous, test-like look made Hiiragi freeze on the spot. Although the human man in front of him was only around the thirteenth rank, it seemed that at this moment, the demihuman he was interested in was
In this field of women, the man in front of her seems to be the authority and has an unquestionable status.
I still remember that when Hiiragi just walked out of the reincarnated giant tree, what he saw was a chaotic country. Many slaves who had been oppressed by him before fled one after another, and many nobles also fled one after another, leaving him alone; in this life, he
When he was just born, a strange sub-human butterfly species that his predecessor had never paid attention to helped him and took him out of the sacred tree where he was reincarnated.
By the way, Butterfly is responsible for compiling history in Hiiragi Kingdom.
The demi-humans of the butterfly species have weird looks. The wings on their backs, the big antennae on their heads and the big eyes make other demi-humans stay away. They are far different from the aesthetics of the elves, but somehow they make the reincarnated
The memory of Hiiragi is still deep.
So, facing the advice of the historian Butterfly, he accepted it for the first time. He indeed became an elf different from his cruel predecessor, but he also developed a very weird hobby.
He began to pay attention to demihuman races that had different aesthetics from elves. The more different and weird the better. Of course, this difference can also be compared to the difference between elves and humans, because the appearance of elves and humans and most demihuman races are similar.
To this day, his interest, which he had always felt quite complacent about, was actually questioned by this guest from afar. This made him quite surprised. He wanted to persuade the other party immediately and asked him how he dared to say that he did not know how to appreciate it.
Hiiragi swallowed his saliva and pointed at the dancers of the sub-races in the distance. The first was the tapir race, a sub-race with short hairs covering its face and a retractable long nose. It looked relatively short.
"Tapir race, its male is good at talking and its female is good at singing. It is a sub-race with a short grey-brown nose on the face and short hair on the head. The female reaches adulthood at the age of fifteen. When she becomes an adult, she is good at singing and can make people listen to the sound.
Dreaming makes people forget their worries. Especially their short noses and hair are very popular with me. They have short tails behind them and fine hairs at the end."
He babbled a lot, and Fisher stood there, binding three demi-races at once. The pain suddenly multiplied by three, and even Fisher, who was used to it, was a little unbearable.
My brows furrowed slightly as I endured the pain.
The Lord Hiiragi in front of him looked at Fisher and frowned a little as he listened. It seemed that he didn't hear what he wanted to hear at all. His confidence retreated a little, but he still went on to talk about the other two subhuman species.
specialty.
The mantis species is good at hunting and has a strong body. It is said that they like to use spears as weapons. As they grow older, they will grow wings and have a slender body shape; while the moth species lives up to its name, and the female moth species has
It is a fluffy ball, as if it is wearing a sweater made of fine hair. The wings behind it do not move often, and there is moth powder attached to them to keep the wings moist.
Hiiragi said that he felt more and more unsure, because he seemed not to see any recognition on the face of the human man in front of him. He only kept a slightly suffering expression on his face, as if everything he said was fouling his ears.
He felt uncomfortable.
It wasn't until everyone present was stunned as they listened to Hiiragi saying a lot of shocking things. They didn't come back to their senses. I guess even Uncle Chun didn't expect that Hiiragi next door would treat demi-humans like this.
learn.
At this time, after experiencing the pain, Fisher's expression softened little by little. He breathed a sigh of relief and wrote down a lot of what Hiiragi had just said. As he learned more about these foreign sub-races,
Knowledge flows into my mind, and my chest becomes warmer a little bit, which proves the progress of my research.
But on the surface, he just looked at Hiiragi and replied,
"that's it?"
Marquis Hiiragi opened his mouth, breathed out a breath full of alcohol, and replied,
"that's it."
"In my opinion, Marquis Hiiragi's attitude towards sub-races cannot be called appreciation. Perhaps, it is just appreciation of their special parts."
"Aren't these wrong?"
Marquis Hiiragi replied in disbelief, his tone full of surprise, but also a little bit of unnoticeable excitement and expectation.
Yes, the reason why Fisher dared to stand up so directly to cover Asuka Karasawa was because he discovered through his observation just now that the elf in front of him actually had a strong interest in demihumans.
He came to make requests to Chun Bo under the guise of a pretense.
When he made the request to Chun Bo, he kept looking at those sub-human race dancers. Of course, they were a certain part, and his eyes were very dissatisfied; and when he mentioned the deer race just now, all he mentioned were non-human parts, which was enough.
You can see what his true interest is.
"Of course not. Don't you think that your approach is too superficial? In my opinion, your interest and exploration of demi-human races is undoubtedly a waste of time. You just simply love the so-called demi-human race."
The appearance of human race, but turning a blind eye to the different internal differences caused by their unique physiological structure, what is the difference between this and simply liking objects?"
Hiiragi opened his mouth and stared blankly at the several demi-human dancers in the distance. Only after being prompted by Fisher's words, did he suddenly realize that facing the pressure of his own rank and identity, far away
The sub-races of several races here actually had completely different reactions.
The tapir race was so frightened that they raised their noses and rolled their eyes, as if they were about to faint, but that was not the case. They seemed to be sleepy, but they actually looked very awake.
It's so conspicuous at this moment.
So astringent
Looking at the mantis species again, facing their own gaze, most of them are looking at themselves with their heads held high. Combined with their slender and well-defined bodies, they look beautiful and high-spirited, as if they like to look at themselves condescendingly.
I despise the treasures and everything I have given, and that feeling of disgust is so real that it cannot be faked.
So astringent
Looking at the moth species again, they are fluffy. It seems that most of their females have a little baby fat. The wings at the back will flap slightly when they are nervous, but they seem to like bright things. I just saw the one I threw out.
When they touched wood branches and metal, their eyes seemed to light up, and their steps moved uncontrollably to that side, but they stupidly controlled themselves to stay where they were.
So astringent
Just in this sudden moment, it was as if a brand new door opened in front of him. Hiiragi finally retracted his gaze uncontrollably and immediately came to Fisher from behind the table. Under the surprised eyes of everyone behind him,
She grabbed his hand and asked sincerely,
"May I ask, what is your name?"
Being grabbed by the being of the mythical level, Fisher unnaturally wanted to take his hand back, but he couldn't move or take it back.
""
The look of retracting his hand made Hiiragi think that Fisher was dissatisfied with his ignorant way of appreciating the demi-human race. He immediately pulled him back to his table sincerely, took a wine glass and poured wine for him.
,
"Listening to your words today really gave me an enlightenment. Please don't mind it. I was the one who was rude before. I am Hiiragi, the monarch of the neighboring country Hiiragi. You are going to wish Wang Shou. If you want to know anything, you need my help.
Just ask, what do you call it?"
"Fisher Benavidez."
Fisher sighed and looked at Gelsemium and Asuka Karasawa in the distance. He was a little worried that this overly enthusiastic guy would affect his reputation, but he found that they were all looking at him with admiration.
Or in their eyes, Fisher is just a scholar who knows a lot about demihumans, but in order to save Karasawa Asuka who just made a blunder, she had to bravely step forward, pretending that she had the same strange hobby as Hiiragi, and felt wronged
Resolved this dangerous situation by myself
Xiong on the side looked at Fisher with a grateful face, and Uncle Chun also kept looking at him, with a somewhat unclear meaning.
Only Heller behind the table was holding his stomach and laughing and almost couldn't hold back his laughter, as if he had seen something very, very interesting.
"Mr. Fisher, it's so late that we meet our best friends. Don't rush. I was offended before. I didn't even understand the concept of loving demi-races. I only superficially watched them show off.
Now I feel that I have lost so much. It is really a pity. Have you encountered other demi-human species before? Can you share your views and opinions with me?"
The corner of Fisher's mouth trembled. Under the worried or encouraging gazes of Karasawa Asuka and others, under the grateful gaze of Xiong next to him, and under the expression of Heller's smile that was about to fly, he gently squeezed Hiiragi's hand.
When he was handed over the wine, the sake in it made a little ripple, reflecting his calm face.
It doesn't matter, since things are now at this point, we can get more specific information about the three demi-races from Hiiragi's mouth to complete the research progress of completing the manual.
So, he opened his mouth and replied,
"Know a thing or two."
No one expected that the atmosphere in the palace would relax in such a dramatic way, and everyone was happy because of Fisher.
Maybe Karasawa Asuka is the only one who doesn’t think so, right?
In her opinion, Mr. Fisher was completely forced to do this because of his own excitement, so when others looked at Fisher who was talking to Hiiragi with ease, she actually felt quite guilty and guilty.
Uncomfortable.
The young traveler from another world pursed his lips again, unconsciously tightened his robe, and did not dare to look at Fisher's expression in the distance.