Soon, the news that some half-elf councilors and Elder Dillard went to meet Her Majesty the Queen to "force her to marry" spread like wildfire among the upper classes.
If the bottom half-elves are all about isolationism and xenophobia (they don't understand "import and export trade", but they can understand "human beings have made my life so miserable"), then the upper-class people are relatively more complicated.
Most people know that Lusitania is an agricultural country, and if it does not trade with outside human forces, it will simply not be able to maintain its current standard of living.
However, only those wealthy half-elves who have truly benefited from trade have clearly expressed their opposition to racial discrimination. As for those who have not benefited, most of them have expressed an ambiguous neutral attitude.
Of course, this does not prevent them from coming over to watch the fun.
As the news spread, by the time Dillard and his party arrived near the prison, hundreds of people had gathered around them. Most of them were "firm" conservatives who wanted to cooperate with Elder Dillard to strengthen them.
Momentum, exerting mass pressure on the queen. Computer version::/
As for the countless outsiders who did not intend to follow, but wanted to know the results of the negotiations as soon as possible, they were all looking for seats outside to wait.
Elder Dillard led everyone up the steps, and two elf guards stretched out their spears and blocked his way.
"I want to see His Majesty, get out of the way!" Elder Dillard said angrily.
"Your Majesty is discussing matters with important people." Faced with the demigod's anger, the two guards, although frightened, did not immediately give way to the entrance, but insisted.
"What important person!" Elder Diral was furious, and the conservatives behind him also started shouting:
"All your Majesty's resolutions should be passed by the Elf Council. How can you collude with others in private?"
"Criminal cases are decided by the criminal court. Your Majesty meets with the suspect alone. Is there any bias?"
"Recently, council members have been assassinated frequently. Your Majesty, instead of tightening public security, came to meet with the murderers. What does this mean?"
As the conservative elements rushed forward aggressively, the two elf guards had no choice but to retreat with pale faces until their backs were pressed against the outer wall, unable to retreat.
"Why don't you get out of the way?" Dilar pushed the cane to the ground, and vines suddenly popped out from the surrounding trees like poisonous snakes. They entangled and pulled the spears in the hands of the two guards, and killed them on the spot.
Disarmed.
The elf guards who lost their weapons had no choice but to retreat to the side, while Elder Dillard, with a frosty face, raised his cane and continued walking inside.
Suddenly he stopped because a pretty girl with black hair and fair skin stood inside the door, holding a long sword and blocking his way.
"No one is allowed in until the meeting inside is over," Peggy said coldly.
"You...you are a member of that human mercenary group!" A half-elf recognized her appearance and shouted in panic, "You are locked in prison! Who let you out?"
"Your Majesty Maya has issued an amnesty order for us."
Peggy impatiently took out a roll of paper and unfolded it. The Queen's seal was stamped on it.
After the half-elf who was close confirmed the writing on it, his face was livid and speechless, and the ones behind him were in an uproar:
"How can an amnesty order be issued so easily when the matter has not been investigated clearly?"
"This is an abuse of royal power! How can His Majesty bypass Parliament and carry out dictatorship?!"
"Let's not talk about the effectiveness of this amnesty order." Elder Dillard raised his cane and poked it forward, "It does not allow you to block our way, little human girl."
"This is also your queen's order." Peggy sighed.
"Is there a written decree for the order?" a member of parliament from behind shouted.
"No, she said it verbally." Paige became a little anxious. These half-elves are so annoying.
"Without a written edict, how do we know whether what you say is true or false?" Everyone became so angry that Peggy's head nearly hurt.
It's so annoying, it's so annoying, it's so annoying! Why do you ask me to come and guard outside? How can I shut up these half-elves if they don't let me do anything?
Suddenly, several vines shot down from the top of her head. Peggy immediately retreated, avoiding the vines while swiping her sword to cut these plants into two pieces.
"You did it first!" Faced with the sneak attack, she was not angry but happy, pointing at Elder Dillard and yelling.
"What are you talking about if you don't listen to dissuasion and still stop here!" Elder Dillard waved his cane and shouted, "Arrest her!"
"Okay!" Peggy exclaimed in surprise.
Since it was you who took action first, I don’t have to restrain myself in order to protect myself!
Her feet exploded with force, and she rushed towards Elder Dillard like an arrow from a string, with a black light already drawn from her hand.
Curse!
Elder Dillard tapped his cane, and a nearby big tree immediately stood up and swung its branches to try to block the black light.
Peggy's death curse hit the branch. First, the entire branch quickly withered, and then it quickly spread to the trunk. Finally, the entire tree quickly dried up and became fossilized, completely dead.
What kind of law skill is this black light? Withering or rotting? Elder Dillard was shocked. You must know that his "tree man" has extremely strong vitality. Even if it is burned by fire, it can last for days and nights. It has the most ordinary swords and spells.
It just broke the bark of the tree, so why did he die immediately after being hit by this black light?
While Peggy was attacking Elder Dillard, several half-elves over there could no longer hold themselves back and rushed directly towards the entrance of the prison.
Fantasy sword clone!
Peggy quickly waved her long sword, splitting out four or five clones, and directly returned to support to guard the door again, killing the half-elves who tried to rush in. They were defeated one after another, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere... However, the clones just slashed with their long swords.
, did not use sequence abilities or law skills, so these half-elves were only decorated, but not killed on the spot.
However, this still succeeded in arousing the anger of Elder Diral. He is a majestic demigod, but in front of so many people, he can't help but ignore a little girl on his own territory?
The cane hit the ground again, and the forest-green field spread.
The sea of trees invades!
With the addition of the domain, countless grass blades, trees and vines sprouted from the ground, growing wildly as if time was accelerating. Within a few seconds, the surrounding area was blocked with water. While separating Peggy and other half-elves, they were densely packed.
The ground came to her.
Several rays of black light flew out from between Peggy's fingers again. As long as they hit any plant, they would immediately wither and die.
However, Peggy was quickly forced back by more incoming plants. She once again realized the limitations of the "curse death": a black light can only kill one life; if the enemy attacks with many life forms,
, it is impossible to output effectively.
And if she uses a clone of the Immortal Illusion Sword in conjunction with Curse Death, all the spiritual consumption of the clones will be counted on her. She simply cannot afford such a huge spiritual cost. After all, Curse Death itself is a high-consuming skill.
So Peggy turned to activate the wither skill again, and countless concrete laws of death emerged, rushing towards the wave of plants ahead like tadpoles.