Chapter 181: Seventeen. Yalfheim (5)

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Black Dragon's nose spouted a hot breath, after confirming that the master and [Guardian] were seated, the faucet raised its head to the sky, sending out a majestic roar enough to deter thousands of horses, then spread its wings, condensing Mana To the side, a floating field that counteracts the gravity of the earth is formed, the wing membrane the air, and the strong strong wind holds the dragon into the sky in one breath.
"Wow wow ah ah ah ah!!!"
The boy who was brave and surged to his head and climbed to the dragon. He had no experience in riding a flying beast, and no reins and seat belts. The boy was almost blown away by the air waves and acceleration. Li Lin, who had been expected to use his body to support Live the Roland crushed. Niederhogger began to open the wall around his body, and the boy, who was no longer under the pressure of the air, snuggled around his chest and gradually settled down.
Too intense initial experience brought Roland the excitement and fresh excitement sitting on the back of the dragon, leaning on Li Lin overlooking the scenery below and yelling involuntarily:
"Great! It's getting farther and farther from the ground!"
It was a flying flight with Li Lin down the depths of Asgart Mountain, but the kind of dandelion-like floating down is completely different from the current feeling.
The extreme sensory stimulus is composed of speed and altitude. The glory of flying through the dragon to see the world encourages the heart to press the blood that is about to burn to all corners of the body. With high passion, Roland murmured to:
"The world... under my feet."
The endless and verdant verdant land has been extended to the curved boundary of the sky and the earth in the distance, and the verdant link flowing on the earth is the ancient Vistula River. The layers of golden phosphorescent river moisturize the land, irrigate the farmland that divides the land into irregular pieces, push the huge wooden wheel by the river, turn southwest with a small boat full of goods, and head towards the sea. On both sides, the star-studded dwellings are somewhat unrealistic, and only the wise species of small bugs cheer, accompanied by a long, long puff, flying into the clouds.
When-when-when-
With the vicissitudes of metal texture, the dull bells that announced the passage of time, the invasion of the enemy and other major events are ringing, and there is a passionate call that cannot distinguish the content. The hustle and bustle has passed through the high air current and the magical enchantment, and has been passed into the psychology of the human boy.
"Over there is the city of elves-Yalfheim."
The sound of guidance sounded from the ear. In order to prevent Roland from overshooting his body, the teenager in the military uniform clung to the back of the adopted son, clamped the boy with his arm, and extended his finger in the direction of the black dragon head to do for the dumb Roland. Introduction:
"Our ideal city-state."
There is no city wall surrounding it, and the gray buildings that line up one after another are in sight. The neatly arranged arrangement like building blocks or sorted bookshelves is amazing. It is completely different from the messy towns that I have seen along the way. It is not like the existence of a world. The main road with vertical crosses drawn in huge scales divides the whole city into four. The black center axis is added to the wrong center-the center of the whole city is a particularly dazzling white dome building.
The high-cost stone that cost a lot of money, the giant body of nearly one hectare, and the pure white that rejects other colors all seem to be incompatible with the surrounding simple to almost monotonous buildings, as if to demonstrate his supremacy in Alfheim, boasting as an absolute power The symbol of is always watching other buildings and subjects living and walking in it.
No professional aesthetic education, and no meaningful evaluation of the urban landscape, but Roland was a little disgusted with the white palace.
That style is not the luxury of wealthy people, it's a pretense to overwhelm people and intimidate visitors, and you can smell the decadence from that unfriendly atmosphere.
"What do you think of this city?"
Questions came from behind, caught off guard. The boy nodded and shook his head, saying:
"The white palace...always feels different from the surrounding...it's a bit uncomfortable."
Haven't learned the word "big and inappropriate", Roland had to describe feelings with a relatively peaceful description. .
"Have you heard? Niederhogg, Roland is still just a child, but his vision without paranoia and prejudice is more appreciative of the beauty of things than [the grandfathers of the opera house]."
The black dragon in flight nodded, expressing his agreed body language that caused Roland to shake violently like an earthquake.
Although never bluntly. Niederhogg had nothing to say about the location and structure of the council. Because of Li Lin's face and reputation, he didn't speak out the bad reviews of [Cream Cake] and heard the same feelings of Roland. Can't help but be a little carefree.
When he was doing urban planning, Li Lin provided several options to Elder Nine, but what he had never imagined was that the best choice to let the grandfathers enter the soul was actually the most tasteless e3 design. He almost ordered Stasi to send someone to re-investigate several elders, especially the conservatives.
The prototype of the e3 plan has never appeared in reality. The one who loves to inspect Hebei Province, the heaven is awesome, and the stabbing him with a stick. The base friend is the big beard of the country. He and King Billy’s stunts are [Shiver of God], [Dirty Puppets] and [Pen Pen], and they are used by the future generations of male and female rogues, bohemian mustache corporals and their royal architectural designers Al Burt Speer tinkered with the new parliament building that never got out of the model and drawing stage.
As the smoke of World War II dissipated, the stupid design that never had a chance to be realized was now taken by elf elders...
Maybe they just like super huge buildings, or obsessed with the vulgar retro style that imitates Rome and ancient Greece~EbookFREE.me~ But Li Lin did doubt that the grandfathers actually transferred from the earth to Wilt Ready to fight the Nazi remnants for another 1,000 years.
If this kind of unfolded, Li Lin wouldn’t mind giving them a nuclear fusion bomb to blow up a stronghold called Solomon, the party should have a model of the party, right?
"I'm going to meet the elders of the council later. No matter what they say or do, they are not allowed to respond with a bad attitude, pretending that they don't understand elven language, let me deal with it."
"Shouldn't I go into the city first?"
"The council asked me to explain the problems in this trip. As an army commander and the top person in charge of the operation, I have an obligation to obey this requirement."
[The so-called explanation of some things is to explain the adoption of human beings. 】
In the words that were never concealed, Roland found the answer himself.
Since entering Ajanto Raton, the enthusiasm and delight of the elven residents along the way for the convoy will always be mixed with a few strange or even stinging eyes.