Chapter 407: Fairy King's Court (3)

Walking under the leafy world tree, the sun slanted through the huge gap and fell on the palace, the breath of nature and life hovered around the muzzle and nose, making the Boze Knight who came here for the first time feel the mind Shocked, full of energy.
Each breath has these breaths of life to nourish the body and spirit, bringing many benefits to the Cavaliers.
But now he is not thinking about these things, but how to get the elf king and elf elders to agree to cooperate with the mourning wind leader and the wealth church.
The old duke did not teach them how to use words to move people's hearts, but this does not mean that the knights did not need to use words to move people's hearts.
This is indeed not what the knight should do. The knight only needs to charge on the battlefield and defend his own territory. It is enough to persuade others to let the "diplomat" do... But the knight of Boze thinks that it is now necessary. It's time to work as a'diplomat' on your own.
The elves are not as beautiful as described in the story, but they are not as bad as some of the classics say. As his father said, only after they have really seen it, they know that the elves are like humans and are alive. , Have their own joys and sorrows.
Standing in the shade of the world tree, the hot sunlight at noon became milder, and the warm sunlight on the body should be a comfortable sunlight, but the face of the Boze Knight became more gloomy. Too.
At this moment, his mood was extremely heavy.
Because I can understand, because I feel empathy, and promised to invite him to drink—as a knight, I should keep my promise!
If this is not possible, what other face does he have to invite the elf to drink?
"Arrived."
After walking through a long corridor, the sunlight passed through the courtyard patio and fell on the corridor. The attendant asked the guards by the guard door to push the door open, looked up and looked at the Boze Knight, and let go, "Please come in." "
Without any hesitation, his face was calm, and the Boze Knight raised his steps and entered the conference room. This matter could not be circulated for the time being, and even the attendants who led the way did not know why this human could see their king in private.
despair--
The heels of the wolf leather boots stepped in the empty conference hall, the door behind them closed, and the sound echoed in the hall.
The plant lamps hanging on the wall and hanging from the ceiling gleamed with light, and the sunlight passed through the windows and shone on the thirteen seats.
The Knights of Potts came out of the darkness and came to the thirteen seats. The fairies floating in the air looked at him curiously. These cute creatures commonly known as'little fairies' are like shrinking elves. She has sharp ears and thin wings like insects behind her. When flying in the air, she will sprinkle powder like light spots, which is very beautiful.
They are darlings of nature, and they are born with great luck. Because they are also close to nature, their relationship with elves is good.
This should have been a secret meeting. These curious and unobstructed fairies should not appear here.
But the Knight of Potts didn't know this. He bowed his head, pressed the hilt in his left hand, thumped his chest with his right hand, and knelt on one knee. "I have seen His Majesty the Elf King and the elders."
The guards guarding the gate did not let him unload his weapons. At that time, still worried, he entered the conference hall with weapons without any other ideas.
Among those elder elders who looked old, like the age of human beings, some looked at the Knights of Potts, while others kept their eyes closed and never opened them.
The elf king who sits first is a young elf wearing a crown. He looks similar to other elves. At least in the eyes of the Boze Knight, the appearance difference between elves is not large, and even he is difficult to distinguish among elf clan. The difference between men and women, because they are as handsome as they are, and the clothes are so strange that it is difficult to distinguish.
Her hair was like silky silk, wearing a plain short-sleeved robe, bare arms, cheeks in one hand, and a scepter in the other.
After looking at those green eyes for a while, the elven king asked, "Valery Poz...should this be the name?"
The ethereal voice made the conservative Boze Knight feel as if he was between mountains and rivers, and the jingling springs flowed around him.
He took a deep breath, "Yes, Your Majesty."
"Come here, why?"
The Knight of Potts suddenly opened his eyes and squeezed the hilt in his left hand. The sudden burst of momentum made the Elven King look sideways.
He clenched his teeth tightly and took the envelope out of his arms with shaking hands. "Your Majesty, this is a letter from our maidservant-please accept it!"
This is the first time after the Cavaliers have inherited the name of the family, they feel that their limbs are so weak that they can't even hold an envelope.
A fairy fluttered with thin wings, shed a beam of light, took the envelope from the Knights of Potts, and handed it to the Elven King.
However, the Elven King just opened the envelope and glanced at it. An elder who kept his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes and glanced coldly at the Boze Knight.
"We don't need human help!"
His voice is so hoarse and so vicious, the Boze Knight is unimaginable. If there is a mage and nobleman who speaks this kind of words in front of the old duke or the maidservant in the mourning wind, what will happen!
However, before the elder had finished speaking, he squeezed the crutches in his hand and snarled, "Get out of our kingdom, man!"
It was an indescribable hatred. The Cavaliers had already felt it. The angry, resentful eyes shot from the elder elder’s pupils, like a powerful magic ray, which deeply hurt the hearts of the Cavaliers... …
However, the knight of Boze was angry at this moment-he was full of indignation!
The raging waves hit the crumbling seawall, about to invade the territory of the brain, only the elf, the sorrowful eyes of his wizard wizard, and the duties given to him by the maidservant, so that he can still stick to it.
Otherwise, he had already drawn his sword!
He did not dare to say that he was a man of justice, he also knew that he was not a sympathetic person, but now he was stimulated by the elder elder's words.
"Abel, shut up!"
The elf elder with anxiety on the other face yelled. He described withered, with anxious eyes glancing at the elven king from time to time.
The elder elder Abel heard this scolding, his body shivered slightly, and closed his mouth.
At this point, the Knights of Potts could feel the sight of the other elves and elders. Now he could not look up. Otherwise, he could see that all elves and elders were silent, but their eyes had already exposed their inner thoughts. ,
Or expectation, or indifference, or hatred, or vigilance, or indifference, their hearts are different, each has a ghost, and each has its own plan.
"Cooperation……"
The elven king muttered to himself, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought.
"It's...it's just from the beginning~EbookFREE.me~ they want to do more than that."
The Elven King opened his eyes, and his eyes were as clear as a child. He said in a gentle voice: "Knight Valery Potts, I hope you can stay and wait for a while."
The Knight of Potts stared at his eyes, and suddenly looked up at the Elven King. His eyes seemed to be filled with ‘unbelievable’.
"If we just bear it down, then there is no difference between us and human beings." The elf king explained euphemistically, "I am not only responsible for those who are exiled, but also responsible for other people. If we really want to go to war, we will definitely lose a lot. To say a bad word, as a human being, or as a knight, I think you should also know how expensive an elf is. ..."
The Knight of Potts suddenly became silent. He heard the implication of this sentence. Those who can buy elven slaves are rich or expensive. This is just a more euphemistic statement-nobles and rich merchants. This is the purchaser of elven slaves.
"...Your Majesty." After pursing his lips, the Cavaliers stood up quietly. "I will stay, waiting for your news."