The Elf Mission entered Keslot early the next morning, but it did not cause much commotion. The number of people who came out to see them was not as many as Greenberg and Dionisio the day before.
The undead have no interest in their ordinary entrance. In their eyes, these elves are not as good as Dionisio's knights.
The elves are indeed very delicate, look elegant, and are beautiful in every movement and stillness.
Unfortunately, some undead who are good at modeling quickly changed their appearance after the large number of elves appeared.
The undead know how to share.
So when there is no story behind them, the undead have no interest in watching these similar-looking elves.
Unless a certain princess makes a shocking move, these undead can be made to give up their daily dungeon journey.
If they rode in on a unicorn, there was still some hope, but when they entered Salar, they were patted from head to toe, and the elf procession had been played back and forth hundreds or thousands of times on the tablet, which no one was interested in anymore.
As for the Salar people, no one will show interest in them until William's attitude towards these elves is determined.
Nobles are always political creatures.
So there were only curious civilians standing on both sides of the street watching the novel creatures.
It was in this stagnant atmosphere that the elf delegation was received by the Foreign Minister at the Guest House.
Hill was very surprised to find that none of the princesses expressed dissatisfaction with Salar only sending the foreign minister to receive him. They got out of the car and walked in very meekly.
It can be seen that it’s not that the elves don’t understand diplomatic etiquette, but they just looked down on humans in the past. Even the little princess from the side branch believed that her status was higher than that of the human king.
Hill soon received an invitation from the Guards.
William made a simple decision to summon these envoys one by one tomorrow, and then hold a banquet in the evening.
Hill was really interested. Six missions brought dozens of princesses and more than a hundred ladies from noble families.
These women, willingly or not, will put their best foot forward tomorrow night.
But their so-called best side is enough to turn into an interesting drama.
Hill thought about it for a moment, touched the hairpin in his hair, and then decided to go to the banquet to play with it.
These women will show their talents in order to stay in Salar, and of course they will try their best to choose the best among them.
Hill would be in trouble if he was exposed.
He didn't want to get burned just to watch the fun.
Just avoid the demigod ranger tomorrow. Although he can only see that Hill is hiding his identity, he probably won't reveal it. It's not a matter of the Elf Forest. It would be better if William is in trouble.
It should be impossible to discover your identity.
At night, the King's Hall is brightly lit and magnificent.
Hill entered the hall early and hid in a corner with a good view. He walked around a decorative column and saw layers of gauze flying beside the wide open window on the left. There were thick curtains on the right, making this place unique.
world.
Hill took out a single sofa and matching small dining table, sat down comfortably, drank fruit wine and waited for the show to begin.
The nobles of Salal were the first to appear.
Hill was amused to find that every aristocratic lady was wearing a luxurious dress, and even though the colors and materials were different, the styles were quite unified.
During this time, the Salar nobles paid too much attention to these princesses, which seemed to have angered these noble girls of their own country.
Their tight-fitting bras, layered long skirts, exaggerated shapes and bright colors make these girls extraordinarily light, soft, beautiful and delicate.
This noble and gorgeous rococo style made Hill couldn't help but laugh. It was obvious that they had learned from the undead girl.
They not only maintained the traditions of this world, but also completely changed the religious asceticism, and they did not wear the fancy clothes of the undead at Salal's formal banquet.
But it is particularly eye-catching.
Sure enough, the princesses who entered in the order of arrival, no matter how softly they were dressed, were all eclipsed by these exaggerated large skirts.
It was originally supposed to be a romantic blind date party between the princesses and members of the Salar royal family, but in the end it turned into a palace fashion show for the noble ladies of Salar.
Even the crystal-clear elf princesses in green close-fitting robes cannot take away the brilliance of these ladies.
Greenberg's princess is even worse. She still wants to take the pure and lovely route, wearing a pure white dress, with long brown curly hair, and a few sapphire hairpins.
However, the maids at today's dinner all wore long white and gold dresses, and their long golden hair was tied into a bud with a blue crystal headband.
Her beauty completely lost its luster in front of these undead maids.
In front of these undead maids, only the gorgeous dress can show that they are distinguished guests. If you want to take the pure and simple route, it seems that you will end up very miserable.
It was already embarrassing that her temperament and beauty had fallen behind, and the long dress she wore was not as gorgeous as the maid. It was really a big blow to these princesses.
It's just that everyone else wore different colors of skirts. Only Princess Greenberg chose white.
Hill heard several undead girls passing by him muttering that none of them hated the elf princess as much as Princess Greenberg.
Maybe women have an innate aversion to white-flowered types? Ever since Princess Greenberg danced with tears in her eyes, she has established her status as a female enemy.
Almost every undead maid walked around her.
The great nobles of Salar all smiled as they watched this strangely effective banquet.
It is impossible for these nobles not to know that their daughter wants to do such a big thing.
But it was obvious that although the most important Dukes of Salar did not come to attend the blind date banquet, these princesses still came to grab food from their tables. Even if they could not refuse, it did not mean that these great nobles of Salar would not give it.
They are embarrassed.
If you do this, not even King Salar will have any objections.
William quietly appeared on the king's throne.
This time, no one was qualified to ask him to smile and greet the guests, so he behaved very coldly.
When William appeared, although he only said a few words, Hill could still feel the strange atmosphere.
Even though everyone knew that it was difficult for the king to fall in love with ordinary people, each princess could not help but show her most perfect side.
Although they did not speak, their sudden movement towards the position closest to the high platform where the throne was located revealed their innermost feelings.
Unfortunately, William only expressed his welcome without interest, and after asking them to have a good time, he disappeared in an instant.
The banquet officially started, with dancing people, elegant and romantic.
Hill was a little regretful. Under the suppression of the Salar noble ladies, the fun of this banquet completely disappeared.
Although it's fun for the girls to win big, the fun of gossip is watching people make fun of them!
Hill stood up and planned to leave directly.
However, his movements were interrupted by two sneaky figures.
Hill blinked and sat back slowly.
"Drusilia!" came a very low male voice, "Don't be too willful! If you don't want to marry a human, you can go directly to the wilderness! There are not only Dark Moon elves over there! There are also elven rangers and druids.
There are many, you can join their tribe!"
"I don't!" The female voice with a hint of willfulness was soft but firm, "King Salal is also a man! Who else is worthy of me besides him?"
"He is God!"
"I am also a divine descendant!" Drusilla smiled sweetly, "That bitch insisted on driving me out of the Elf Forest, wasn't it just because I inherited the strongest divine blood?"
"You think too much! It's because you are the most ambitious!" Hill recognized who it was, Virginia's ex-husband. Speaking of which, what was his name?
It seems that his name has never been reported! Maybe every time he appears, he ends up not so good, so he just doesn't say anything?
"So what? I can't? I'm so beautiful, and my ability is the strongest among all the princesses! Otherwise, why would she drive me away? Her position is unstable, and the God King can replace her at any time!
Damn it! I'm going to attract the attention of the God King!"
"Are you carried away by desire?" Enniaris asked in surprise, "The God King would choose the current Queen, of course, because only she can pass the test in front of the Creator!
Our father was exiled along with the previous queen! Why is it not your turn!
Do you really think you are the most beautiful woman in the world? No one can live without you?
With your skills in bed, do you still want to compete with the god-kings who have countless women?"
"Enyaris, we just have the same father." Drusilla said indifferently, "You just meddle in too many things and say too many stupid things! That's why you are demigods and still don't accept it.
Pay attention. Who else but you would be sent out to do such a shameful thing."
"That's because I have no shame left to lose?" Enniaris' voice was filled with anger, "And if it wasn't because I didn't want you to be killed directly, I wouldn't have come out! The undead summoned by King Salar,
Everybody knows who I am!”
Even elves actually have requirements for marriage, but they are more free and easy. If there is no love anymore, they will break up directly.
It is actually quite rare for the wife of Enniaris, who still bears his name, to be directly promoted to the kingdom of the Elf God King.
Originally, only the high-level elves knew about it, and he could still endure it. Unexpectedly, Virginia announced it to the whole world, and Enniaris probably couldn't stand it any longer.
Hill couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.
"who?"
"I came first, you two." Hill said lazily, "When you are whispering, why don't you check to see if there is anyone next to you?"
The two elves finally realized that the pillar they were leaning on was not the end point here.
Wearing masks of indifference, they walked around the pillar together and saw Hill lying leisurely on the sofa.