While Noel was leaving, the head maid asked Dewek what kind of state banquet to prepare. According to diplomatic etiquette, the emperor's meeting must be of the highest standard, but the sudden visit left Solon unprepared.
Have this question.
"The highest." Dwek said decisively.
He didn't want to be laughed at by Noel, who thought that Solon was so weak that he even had to go through the specifications of a state banquet at the level of an emperor's meeting.
"It's comfortable, it's comfortable."
Noel returned to the conference room with a comfortable look on his face, hugged the maid beside him, and moved his other hand restlessly to Xiao Jiji's body. After being slapped hard by her, he let out a soft cry of pain.
Xiao Jingjing also felt that this was a bit disrespectful to Noel. After all, it was a solemn meeting with the emperor...forget it, it was difficult to talk about solemnity when Noel was present.
Dweck tried hard to control his emotions. He could lose his temper during a private meeting, but Noel brought two ladies with him, which would make him look very ungraceful.
"It's almost dusk, and the Sligo envoys must be hungry. Solon won't be stingy in providing a rich dinner, right?"
Dwek snorted softly, as expected.
"The envoys will be received by Sir Solon. Explain the purpose of your visit."
"You are very anxious. Do you want to send me away so much?"
"Unlike you, Solon's land is still ravaged by infection, and its defenses are crumbling. All races have tried their best to help but can barely maintain the status quo." Dwek sarcastically said, "Unlike some people, I am very busy, Noel.
"
Noel smiled disapprovingly, and then changed the topic to the front line: "You should already know that the summoning template provided by the Theocracy comes from Glutton, right? How is your experience using it?"
Dwek's impression of gluttons was not very good. He summoned scholar Du Juan several times in the hope of communicating with him, but was rejected all times. The reasons were lame and clumsy, as if he was deliberately teasing.
After the story of Master Cuckoo spread, magicians who had a good relationship with him criticized him. However, given that he was the lover of Sera, the Chosen God of Radiance, and left the Four Kingdoms area after Laurend's death, for him
The discussions and accusations gradually decreased.
It wasn't until the Infestation invaded that the Gluttony took the initiative to provide the summoning template to the Theocracy. This glutton, who had faded out of everyone's sight and had a "famous reputation", made everyone remember that he was also a summoner.
The new summoning template has played a vital role. The "empty summoning" has become more and more intense, resulting in huge defensive pressure and the collapse of many fronts. The new template of Gluttony does not solve this problem, but the stability is not the same as the summoning five hundred years ago.
The works of the school can be compared.
but…
"Frontline Magicians are highly rated, but they are a little dissatisfied with the overpaid magic channels being deliberately erased."
Not only frontline magicians, but magicians from various universities have expressed their dissatisfaction to Dewek. Overpayment can instantly obtain extremely powerful summons through overdraft, reverse the situation, and the cost is low, and only some magician apprentices are needed.
.
However, for the friendly proposals in this regard, all the information was lost, and no information received a response from the glutton - he was as arrogant as ever, just like refusing to talk to Master Cuckoo.
"If I have the latest summoning template he provided, would you like it?"
Dwek looked at Noel in surprise across the table, who had already put his hand into the maid's clothes.
"Because of Serra, he has only been in contact with the Theocracy. As far as I know, no one has successfully had a dialogue with him."
"Now you have a successful one in front of you." Noel grinned proudly.
Dwek's brows trembled slightly, but his mouth was still filled with disdain: "The credibility is doubtful. The Theocracy has never told us that there are new templates. Could it be that the glutton has moved on and fallen in love with your maids and painters?
?”
Under Dewek's gaze, Noel slowly stood up.
"Is the banquet ready yet?"
He originally wanted Noel to go deeper and describe the new template in detail... Feeling powerless, Dwek held his forehead with his hands. It was really hard to deal with Noel.
Even though he knew that this might be Noel changing the subject and deliberately whetting his appetite, he had to take the bait - the template was crucial to the trend of the battle.
The sumptuous dishes were quickly brought in by the maids one after another. When the maids introduced the names and ingredients of the dishes, Noel remained loyal to his desires and touched their thighs and compared them with his own maids.
Dewek, who was hoping to make progress on the topic at the banquet, was tormented and failed to find a suitable opportunity to bring up the new template again.
Noel praised the fine wine provided by Solon. After drinking two bottles, his face turned red. He held up the wine bottle and came to Dwek. While pouring the wine, he persuaded him to drink and talked endlessly about himself.
Experience, including but not limited to...
What kind of stockings goes with what kind of figure.
True beauty does not need to be naked, hazy, half-exposed and half-exposed is the way to go.
Different clothes can let the same person release different charms. A beautiful woman can be completely different from another person under the embellishment of clothes and makeup.
Sligo will hold a grand costume party after the dyeing is completed, allowing everyone to wear different styles of clothing and walk in the palace.
Just when Dwek was getting irritated and was about to interrupt Noel forcefully, the other party suddenly turned red, found a wine bottle and vomited.
"I need to…"
Dewek, who already knew what Noel was going to say, waved his hand and saw that it was his head maid. He whispered: "Ask the people from Sligo to follow, and by the way, find some sobering potion and mix it into the juice.
Send it to him."
Considering that the banquet would continue after Noel returned, Dweck looked at the two maids who were a little reserved across the table, greeted his head maid gracefully, asked them about their favorite food, and asked the chef to prepare it.
Noel was not here, so the two maids were a little reserved. After timidly speaking, they lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Dewek.
Dweck was very satisfied with the performance of the two maids. The majesty he had not found in the disorganized Noel was satisfied, which made him smile all the time while waiting. However, Noel never returned.
Through Black Owl, he learned that Noel was very drunk. After vomiting for a long time, he drank the hangover juice that the guard confirmed was non-toxic and regained some consciousness.
When Dwek became impatient, Noel returned to the banquet hall with a somewhat frivolous step.
He apologized repeatedly: "I'm so out of character. Good wine always makes people greedy."
"If you really like it, I can give it to you..."
"Thank you then." Noel said shyly, "I don't want it in vain, the new template. After I go back, I will ask the mages to make rubbings for Solon."
Dwek was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the person in front of him, as if he wanted to get to know him again...
"I'm different from others. I always know my priorities. If I'm short-sighted, it's for the continuation of the four major nations. If I'm broad-minded, it's for the future of Mela. Infection is the common enemy of all races. We should put aside our personal interests for the time being.
For grudges, work together instead of scheming against each other..." Noel looked sincere, "Are you right?"
"That's nature. God is above, and the earth can learn from my heart. Disasters have united us." Dweck spoke righteously, with a serious expression.
Noel did not continue the pleasantries. He took the wine that the head maid had just brought in, and took a few mouthfuls of the exquisite dishes on the table to fill his empty stomach. At the same time, he did not forget to tell the head maid to move the wine quickly.
The Sligo envoy is here so he can take him away when he leaves...
Dweck's symbolic attempt to retain him, and the promise of the new template made him more comfortable with the clown Noel.
The two met privately at dinner today, and the matter would soon be inadvertently spread to the ears of the alien race. When disaster spreads across their territory, Noel would be hard-pressed to speak.
Thinking of this, he ordered more to be moved - as compensation for dragging Sligo into the water, it was well worth it.
The drunken Noel refused to stay and refused to see him off.
Seeing his drunken hands wandering around the two maids, and his deliberate staggering into their arms, Dweck was very self-aware and did not persist.
Watching Noel drift away, the smile that was suppressed in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he burst into laughter.
"Thank you. Solon gained a lot from this dinner."
After leaving the palace, the only sights on the quiet straight road were the guards casting their gazes from a distance. Xiao Shenjing confirmed that there were no black owls peeping around, and whispered softly into Noel's ear.
Noel turned around, kissed Xiao Jiji naturally, and then pulled away, not looking drunk and confused at all.
"The preparations are complete. You need to make some sacrifices before meeting our lovely envoy."
As Noel's head maid, she is gentle and lovely and untie the thin belt of her clothes with a smile, revealing her tender white skin.
Noel shook his head: "Not rigorous enough."
As he spoke, he first tore open the maid's white knee-high socks one by one, and then did the same thing on the clothes, but instead of tearing them, he left several scratches on them.
He turned his attention to the maid's head of silky hair. He first teased it like a chicken coop, then smoothed it out again, letting the strands of hair sway in the wind.
"Be patient."
After saying that, Noel reached out and pinched the head maid's arms, chest, and thighs several times, and then asked Little Silence to use magic to tightly bind her wrists and ankles, leaving obvious bruises, and finally gently
He apologized and slapped her hard.
The sound attracted the Solonian Guards not far away, but after realizing it was Noel, they all looked away.
Looking at the miserable look of the head maid, Noel nodded and said: "As my head maid, you are always the best, so pay attention to your acting skills."
After saying that, he looked at Little Silence again.
"Are you sure I want it too?"
"Otherwise, how can we explain that you and her were both present?" Noel sighed, "I asked you to leave with me, but you didn't listen... As Sligo's will, are you sure you have to back down at this moment?
"
Looking at Noel who was getting closer, Xiao Jingjing gritted his teeth and said, "I'll do it myself!"
…
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In the envoys' banquet hall, the envoys from Sligo and the nobles from Solon were enjoying themselves. They had seen too many outrageous behaviors of their emperor.
It is not unprecedented for Wuzhi to suddenly visit other countries, so after being slightly frightened, everyone put everything behind them and happily used the banquet to exchange feelings, and the topic gradually developed into the fun after the banquet.
Because the emperor may have wonderful ideas at any time, the envoys in Sligo, without exception, only dared to sip their wine politely, for fear that Noel would suddenly...
The door of the banquet hall was pushed open heavily, and the envoys did not hear the roll call. Just as they were wondering, they heard someone whispering Noel's name softly.
Noel looked at everyone in the banquet hall with a gloomy face, and then gave a high-five: "People of Sligo, the banquet is over, all the envoys in Solon are leaving with me... Remember, I
I mean, everything!”
"Those who don't leave will be responsible for the consequences!"
The envoy from Sligo had never seen his emperor showing such a terrifying expression, and the ferociousness in his tone was permeable.
The nobles of Solon saw the two pitiful and disheveled women behind Noel, and they were thinking about what could make this ridiculous emperor who indulged in womanizing attack his beloved woman.
Noel left, leaving behind the confused Solonians and Dwek, who was also frowning and unaware of the cause and effect.
Overnight, envoys from various places in Sligo who had no idea what was going on received a message from the royal capital of Crest. The message contained harsh wording and a tough tone that they had never seen before. They could not afford to hesitate, so they returned to Sligo one by one.
.
With the front line soaked, Sligo had not yet dispersed, and the legions deployed into the coalition were on standby. When faced with the coalition commander's inquiry, they remained silent and quickly led their respective legions out of Solon's land.
The shocking order also shocked the country of Sligo. Noel did not implement brutal rule after the Great Purge, which made many nobles in the country still willing to express their opinions rather than blindly agree with them.
After hearing that Noel had stopped front-line cooperation and stationed troops at the border, many nobles gathered in the palace, trying to figure out what their emperor was up to.
After repeated questioning and persuasion by the nobles, Noel, who was sitting on the throne, finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He slapped the case and stood up, furious, and shouted at the chattering nobles: "Divek slept with my woman, do you mean to make me endure this?"
The power of this sentence is no less than that of pouring dye into the palace. All the nobles were stunned at first, and then opened their mouths one by one, as if they had been hit by Sayer's great silence spell, unable to say a word...
In the centuries-old history of the Four Kingdoms, this kind of sexy news... is unprecedented, and the outrageous level has broken through everyone's cognitive limits.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty... you mean..." A highly respected Grand Duke swallowed his saliva, "Dewek... is acting inappropriately..."
"Don't you understand what I'm saying? He's asleep, my maid!"
"That's my woman!"
Noel jumped down from the throne, walked up to the old Grand Duke, poked his chest, and emphasized every word.
"He will pay the price for this. Sligo will declare war on Solon from now on!"
"Before I deal with the dip, I'll deal with Divek first!"