Chapter 2047 The time to be loyal to His Majesty has come
"This is Mr. Holpus, the leader of the red dwarves."
Faced with Gwen Magnus's request, Xu Zhi could certainly satisfy him.
The translation is no problem.
The native language of the red dwarves is not difficult.
As long as it is a creature from the Dragon World of Time and Space and the World of the Four Elemental Gods, the divine body set up by Tanu can provide perfect translation.
Able to listen and speak, there is no obstacle to communication throughout the process.
"Ah, I know this gentleman's name. I heard His Majesty Leo mention it."
The name translated by Xu Zhi is also the only thing Gwen Magnus knows clearly.
After being together for so long, he knew the name of the red dwarf leader.
"This is Saint Despus, this is Sandpus, this is Gammel Alapus, this is Saint Brother Malha..."
After Xu Zhi's introduction, Gwen Magnus felt a little dizzy.
These red dwarves look very similar, and their names are mostly similar. When pronounced in the official language of the Eastern Continent, the translation would be particularly awkward.
After the introduction of the fifty red dwarves, Gwen Magnus felt that there was no impression in his mind.
Of course, the name is not important.
But the green skin in front of me can really translate the red dwarf language.
This is probably because I have followed Rio for too long and learned some skills.
Gwen Magnus finished understanding himself and began to ask Xu Zhi some relevant questions.
Like knowing what the red dwarves are saying?
"The steak I ate yesterday tasted worse than shit. It was undercooked. When I bit into it, blood spurted out of my mouth."
“I don’t know what’s going on in this Kingdom of Bracada. There aren’t many delicious meals of big fish or meat, and every meal is served with half-cooked food.”
"I hate the herbs that are put into dishes. It's too smelly."
"The vanilla tastes pretty good, I think it's quite fragrant."
"Stinks."
"good smell."
"Smelly!"
…
Xu Zhi kept translating that Gwen Magnus's face had turned the color of pig liver.
"What I provide them every day is the best food in the kingdom."
Gwen Magnus explained dryly.
"The herbs inside are food spices that only mages and nobles can squander."
Looking at Xu Zhi's surprised expression, he added another sentence.
But the explanation seemed a bit weak and pale, so Gwen Magnus immediately called a red-robed archmage over.
"Dumbledore, please tell me how much our fine food spices cost per gram in gold coins."
"Your Majesty, ten gold coins per gram are a hundred times more valuable than gold."
The red-robed Archmage Dumbledore, who was called out, immediately reported the price, accompanied by Gwen Magnus's expression of "Look, I'm not lying."
"Your Majesty, why don't you let Your Excellency Zhizhi try the taste? Just one bite will prove that we have never abused the red dwarves," Wei'an suggested boldly.
Her suggestion was very convincing and made Gwen Magnus very satisfied.
Although the archdruid was not very smart and did not contract the translator to him early, the suggestions he made could be adopted, which would somewhat alleviate his inner dislike of Vian.
At this time, the ceremony was all about drinks and no food was served.
After Gwen Magnus waved his hand and said a few words casually, the ceremony officially began.
Various delicacies on the flowing table were immediately handed over.
Including the red dwarves who were seated, there were plates of exquisite food.
But as the red dwarves said, these foods are exquisite and taste good, but rawness and doneness are a problem.
Xu Zhi had tasted similar food at Hexis' place a long time ago.
It's beautiful to look at, but it's also terrible to eat.
Of course, this palace banquet contained spices a hundred times more valuable than gold.
As some red dwarves lamented, another group of red dwarves looked full of joy.
In the past, this situation was somewhat confusing, but Gwen Magnus now understands it a bit.
The problem is with the vanilla.
But I can't blame him. After all, as a monarch, he rarely manages such issues of eating and drinking. He always asks those below to provide the best food.
What else could he do?
"Your Excellency Zhizhi, please!"
As the subject of tasting evaluation, Xu Zhi sat down a few steps away from Gwen Magnus.
When Gwen Magnus raised his glass, Xu Zhi began to fork a piece of veal.
When the aroma enters the nose, a mouthful of myoglobin also spurts out.
Xu Zhi chewed it twice and felt that this kind of food was very suitable for Onike to eat.
Of course, Xu Zhi is not picky either.
Anyway, he is not eating in reality now. He has a divine body with strong fusion ability. It is no problem for him not to eat in this world, and it is even better for him to eat some.
Even if he eats grass, his body will fuse it and digest it.
Of course, eating grass has no benefits at all, and the taste it gives to the soul is his own. After Xu Zhi did something stupid once, he never did anything more outrageous again.
“This is really good food.”
Xu Zhi made a comment, which immediately made Gwen Magnus feel relieved.
If he was sued by the red dwarves, he would at least have a witness on Mysterio's side.
"Eat, everyone eats. After eating, we can appreciate the power of the puppet dragon."
"Invite a cup to wish Gwen Magnus immortality."
"eternal life!"
"immortal!"
"Long live your Majesty!"
…
As Gwen Magnus opened his mouth, a large number of flatterers immediately came up to him.
Except for some red dwarves who were cursing and Somra was uneasy, this was a banquet that was enjoyed by both host and guest.
During the ceremony, there was also a battle performance by the puppet dragon.
At this time, it is still the red dwarves who control the puppet dragon.
"Your Excellency Zhizhi, I will ask you to translate more when the time comes, so that the red dwarves can fully teach the operating skills." Gwen Magnus said the request euphemistically.
"No problem," Xu Zhi assured him, "I will translate it for you as they teach. The translation in this aspect of teaching is guaranteed to be authentic."
"That's good!"
The big deal was settled, and Gwen Magnus immediately felt relieved.
At this time, he also began to appreciate the red dwarves controlling the puppet dragon.
Elevators descended one after another, and the red dwarves continued to enter the control window.
With the sound of roaring machines, these puppet dragons began to swing their bodies slightly.
Continuous adaptation is also accompanied by constant adjustment.
The instruments used for general control were placed in front of Gwen Magnus, waiting for orders.
At this time, the sound of the red dwarves chattering could also be heard from the instrument.
"What are they communicating about?" Gwen Magnus asked.
"Two red dwarfs' puppet dragons stepped on each other's feet and were yelling at each other, while the other red dwarf was trying to break up the fight."
Xu Zhi briefly summarized the situation and pointed at the puppet dragon a hundred meters away.
In the center of the puppet dragon team, there was indeed a deviation in the adjustment of two puppet dragons, and the two structural machines collided with each other.
Gwen-Magnus was very satisfied with Xu Zhi's translation.
It was concise and to the point, telling him what he wanted to know and filtering out what he didn't want to hear.
"What now?"
As the two red dwarves corrected the position deviation of the puppet dragon, the curses in the controller's instruments gradually disappeared, replaced by the chirping sounds of the red dwarves.
"They asked whether the emperor is a bit stupid. He has been in formation for so long, why hasn't he started yet?" Xu Zhi said tactfully.
Xu Zhi's translated voice made Gwen Magnus' face freeze.
Looking at Xu Zhi's look, he might as well choose a stupid word to say.
He must have been scolded countless times behind his back.
If they were his own people, Gwen Magnus would want the heads of these red dwarves.
But regardless of the people who borrowed them, these red dwarfs still have great uses.
It also made him unable to have a seizure for a while.
"How do you say start in the native Red Dwarf language?"
"Die Dart."
With the red dwarf aboriginal language provided by Xu Zhi, Gwen Magnus shouted something muffled into the master control instrument.
"Damn Dart!"
Fifty puppet dragons suddenly started to activate together.
Run, jump, strike, destroy.
Only thirty seconds passed when the voice of the leader of the red dwarves, Horpus, suddenly came from the tallest puppet dragon.