Chapter 406
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"Are the Relayer of Fire on good terms with the producers of those movies?"
The latest message from the Frost Owl made Josiah's typing pause for a moment.
When Josiah was chatting with the owl, he was already very careful to avoid things in reality. Faced with this inquiry, Josiah hesitated for a moment and was about to reply "very good."
Two new messages suddenly popped up below.
"Ah … sorry, just pretend I didn't ask the question just now."
"I'll go to Noland to thank you properly when I have time! I still have things to do, so I can't reply anymore. "
When the Frost Owl sent these two messages at an extremely fast speed, the message showed that she had already closed the magic net client.
Josiah looked at the two messages and really couldn't figure out what this "prince" was thinking.
When Josiah looked at the "Frost's Civil Strife", he suddenly remembered a recording of the dark elves' interview with the prince.
That was, "I really want to go to Noland to see a friend" or something like that.
"If I watch it like this, I'll really be shocked …"
Josiah looked at the prince standing on the city wall on the TV screen, like a savior descending.
The entire tavern's Black Swan actors were also infected by the atmosphere of the documentary, and they all shouted lines like "For His Royal Highness."
When Josiah first contacted the prince of the Land of Frost, he purely wanted to cause one or two civil strife in the Land of Frost, but he didn't expect the prince to be crowned king in the end.
The future king of the Land of Frost was also excited to meet Josiah in reality …
Thinking of this, Josiah's fingertips paused on the virtual keyboard for a moment.
The day the prince visited Noland would be an important diplomatic opportunity, and Josiah definitely wouldn't let it go.
"Then I look forward to the day you come to Noland."
Not long after Josiah's message was sent, the Frost Owl, who had already gone offline, came back online again and replied to Josiah with a thumbs-up emoji.
"Maybe I should take a picture of your expression just now. I think I can do it now."
Carolee whispered behind Josiah. The eyes of the Falosi's flower had unknowingly fallen on Josiah.
"Wait … Mother is here. Let me hide for a while." Before Carolee could take out her camera, Mrs. Sizer walked into the pub. Carolee immediately hid under the bar counter.
The moment Mrs. Sizer walked into the tavern, the lively atmosphere in the tavern instantly calmed down.
The Blackwood Duchess exuded an indescribable sense of oppression wherever she went. No matter how arrogant the actors of Black Swan were, they were all tamed by her.
It wasn't without reason that Carolee was so afraid of her mother.
"Mr. Josiah." Mrs. Sizer quickly found Josiah in front of the bar counter.
"What's the matter? Lady Sizer. "
Ever since Josiah started filming 'Avatar', Mrs. Sizer rarely had such a serious expression on her face.
"Can we temporarily stop filming this afternoon? His Majesty Kendo has just called for a meeting of the parliament. Many of the actors in my troupe might have to return to their country for a while," Mrs. Sizer said.
"Because of the documentary?" Josiah pointed at the projection on the wall of the tavern. 'Frost's Civil Strife' was gradually coming to an end.
"That's right. His Majesty Kendo wishes to meet you."
Mrs. Caesar had not paid attention to the documentary "Frost's Civil Strife", so she had no idea why the king would suddenly summon so many nobles.
"The day has finally come? Let's temporarily stop filming today. Mrs. Sizer, bring me to your king. "
"His Majesty Kendo is waiting for you in the parliament."
Mrs. Sizer announced to all the members of Black Swan that they would be returning to Falosi in the afternoon. Then, she brought Josiah out of the tavern.
… …
The Supreme Parliament of Falosi.
When Crorendo III asked that question, Earl Rank sensed that the atmosphere in the parliament had become unusually subtle.
The surrounding nobles fell silent. Earl Rank could guess that if the king announced the end of the meeting, these nobles would definitely return to their families to check if their clansmen had been replaced by the Nephilic Judges.
Earl Rank wanted to do the same, but before that, he wanted to watch a performance that pleased him.
The main character of the performance was a Cardinal from the Kingdom of the Holy.
The Cardinal stood in the center of the parliament.
The reason he was there wasn't because he was rewarded, but because Kendo III was interrogating him.
Earl Rank began to regret not bringing wine and desserts when he came to the parliament. He always brought them when he watched a drama!
"Your Majesty! I'm a diplomat in my country. I don't know what the Court of Heresy is doing. "
The Cardinal explained in an extremely tired voice.
"As a Cardinal, you don't even know how to identify the Nephilic Judges?" Kendo III leaned on his throne and stared at the Cardinal.
"This … This …" The Cardinal didn't know how to answer Kendo III's question and the gazes of the surrounding nobles.
He came to Falosi with a mission to repair the relationship between the two countries. Originally, he was recommended by a Duke from the Land of Frost, and he brought plenty of gifts, so the king of Falosi couldn't do anything to him.
But who knew that after the king saw the moving "painting", not only the king, but even the Duke who had always been his ally stopped helping him.
"Your Majesty, the Court of Heresy is the most … secretive organization in our country. Even as a Cardinal, I don't know any information about them." The Cardinal's forehead was already dripping with sweat.
"Secretive organization? Lord Bishop, Lord Bishop. "Kerendo III stood up and began an impromptu performance.
"I've always treated your country as a solid ally, but you've repeatedly challenged the authority of Falosi and betrayed the alliance you made. I've always backed down. After all, Falosi's wrath will not only burn you, but it will also harm my people. I've chosen to use my rationality to control my anger, but human endurance is always limited. I've occasionally told my rationality that maybe you should take a break. Do you want me to do that now?"
"Your Majesty, if you wish to know, I can return to the Country of Saint and ask the Pope. Perhaps he'll be happy to share this information with you," the Cardinal said.
"I've already been deceived by you once. No, it's the second and third time, but there definitely won't be a fourth or fifth time.
I don't have that kind of patience, "Kendo III picked up a thin sword beside his throne and touched the blade with his finger.
The cardinal was in despair. He began to regret accepting this diplomatic mission, but just as he was feeling hopeless, a voice rang out behind him.
"Your Majesty, please don't make things difficult for this Cardinal."
This voice was no less than a hymn to God in the Cardinal's heart!
There was finally a kind person in the parliament who saw that he was innocent and stood up for him.
The Cardinal turned around and looked at the direction of the voice. It was the entrance of the parliament. A young man with black hair and black eyes slowly walked in with a smile.
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