But of course, a certain someone had no say in the national policy of another country, because that was the path they relied on to survive.
Other things aside, there were still many empty houses in the capital of Pajatjaime when it came to the allocation of residences for the elves. This was because the elves had chosen to retreat in order to prolong their lives in the war that destroyed the country a thousand years ago.
When the Dark Age ended, they returned to their original location to restore their country. But the elves who had survived were still unable to restore their population to the level of the kingdom's heyday. It could be seen how much damage that level of war had done to them, the long-lived species.
But the hopeless romantic nature of their race made them unlike some countries on Earth, who focused their national power completely on the military and ignored the people's livelihood. The elves' enjoyment of life and all kinds of spiritual food were still flourishing.
After the banquet, the group was taken to a place similar to an opera house. Of course, there were elves performing on the stage, and they were all young people. The music and dancing were all excellent. The dancers were soft as if they had no bones, and their every move was seductive. The performers also did their best to embellish the hearts of the listeners and make them feel the passion they wanted to express.
But the people on the stage, according to the standards of Earth, were a group of amateur young performers, and they would also use such an occasion to express their feelings to their admirers. Even so, in this world where entertainment was scarce, the opera house of the elven kingdom was still the most desirable place for most nobles, as well as the rich and idle, and they were proud to have visited it.
Of course, the group of young men wanted to show themselves and express their love for all kinds of reasons, and they all wanted to be on such a stage. Hallumi was also eager to try when she heard that the people on the stage were ordinary young men who might appear next to her.
But to be honest, the elves' hard performance only made a certain someone feel sleepy. Instead of watching a classical music banquet, it was better for a certain someone to be given a small screen, a pair of headphones, and then watch a 24-hour Marvel movie. And then the subtitle was: If you don't press the pause button, let's see whose bladder explodes first.
But that night, a certain someone thought that the elves would find an opportunity to cut to the chase, but it was already late at night amidst all kinds of entertainment.
After personally leading the guests to their lodging in the guest house, Prime Minister Luca Titov first bowed to the silver-bearded dwarves and said, "Ancient allies, tomorrow our king will meet you. At that time, there will be a state banquet. I hope that everyone will feel at home. So please rest well tonight. "
Immediately after, the old Elf came in front of someone and said cautiously, "Sir Mage Cuipwood, I will be the one to officially receive you tomorrow. We have a lot of questions that we would like to consult you on. When the time comes, I hope that Your Excellency will not hesitate to answer. Of course, this was by no means a free contribution. We understand that a magician's knowledge is a priceless treasure, but if you are willing to provide it to those who need it at a limited price, you will gain our friendship in return. Please have a good rest tonight. "
The carriage and luggage that were temporarily left at the old elf's house were all sent to the place where everyone was staying in advance. The wealth above was not affected in the slightest. This was an advantage that the elves were quite proud of. There were no thieves in the Kingdom of Paiat Haimei. Not picking up lost things on the road and not closing their doors at night were just basic operations for them.
In fact, it was easy to understand from their point of view. If most of the daily necessities of the elves were distributed by the kingdom to ensure that the elves had no worries, then the private property that the elves kept would definitely be memorials and unique items, and these items would definitely be known by most of the elves.
After all, the elven society was very small, and there were not many novel things in life. So as long as there was a slight movement in the wind and grass, if one elf knew, it was equivalent to all elves knowing.
Under such circumstances, the chances of stealing from others and not being discovered were very, very small. Unless after stealing something, they would never take it out to use or show it off to others. On the other hand, the pride of most elves made them disdainful of such behavior. Besides, they were more interested in pursuing spiritual satisfaction than material things that could be replaced.
As for a small number of elves, according to them, they could not stand the atmosphere of the kingdom and most of them wandered outside. When they had seen enough of the darkness of the outside world, these elves would naturally return to their hometown. They understood that all this repression was for the sake of survival. Of course, there were also a small number of people who never came back …
It seemed that the elves valued their 'ancient allies' more, but in fact, whether it was Lin and the others or the silver-bearded dwarves, they were treated pretty much the same. If there was a real difference, it would be the various items in the dwarves' room. The elves were very considerate to choose items that matched their height and habits.
The single room was not big, but there were various items for personal use, such as a dressing mirror, a comb, a nightgown, and so on. The bed had a light fragrance that could not be detected if one did not smell it carefully, but it was just right to make people unconsciously relax their body and mind. If this was on Earth, it would be at least a five-star hotel.
Such a comfortable environment and a rare quiet night made someone fall asleep as soon as he touched the bed. After traveling for a long time, one would miss life at home; after staying at home for a long time, one would want to travel. Humans were so contradictory. But on the first day of life change, the tiredness from the previous journey or the tiredness from staying at home would be released in one breath. At this time, people would always be particularly relaxed.
Outside the window, a kitten relied on the sharp claws hidden at the edge of the meatball to climb the wall and climbed onto the windowsill with great difficulty. It saw someone sleeping on his stomach. The petite body seemed to want to enter the room, and its short legs kept stretching out as if it was looking for a suitable jumping spot, but it retracted because it was afraid of losing its balance.
After a few times, the kitten used its baby voice to meow a few times, as if it had made up its mind, bent its four legs slightly, and prepared to jump.
With this accumulation of power, the Qi movement was affected, and another layer of darkness silently and quickly covered the entire room. The kitten instantly stood up, arched its back, and screamed with its baby voice. At the same time, it lost its balance and fell out of the narrow windowsill to the ground. The kitten, who fell heavily to the ground, did not seem to be hurt at all. It turned its body flexibly and ran away with its feet.
The starry sky in the room flickered, as if a person was blinking, watching the petite figure disappear into the darkness. Then the starlight disappeared, and everything returned to normal. Of course, someone did not know what happened while he was asleep.
Early the next morning, two very luxurious carriages for carrying people arrived in front of the reception. One was from the elven royal family. The royal guards had personally come to welcome the four distinguished guests, the silver-bearded dwarves who had not appeared on the surface for thousands of years. The other carriage was from the prime minister of the kingdom. Although the specifications were not as luxurious as the royal family's, it was personally escorted by the elven sword dancer, Liana Titov.
However, Lin still discovered one thing, and that was that the two carriages were actually of the same specifications. It was just that the outside of the carriage with the coat of arms painted on it was different, and the personnel in charge of the reception were obviously of different affiliations. To some extent, this was probably an official carriage.
But regardless of whether it was an official carriage or not, at least the elves knew how to make it comfortable. They were not like the dwarves, who were stupid and rough, with the temperament of the old hairy people in the north of his hometown, or they were particular about some strange things. Sitting in the carriage used by the elves to pick up guests, the velvet chairs were as soft as the sofa, and for a moment, it reminded Lin of his life before transmigrating.
Once in the carriage, the two girls deliberately sat on the chairs and bounced, feeling the comfort of the carriage in surprise. This was something that could not be helped. For Lin's journey, the carriage was mainly carrying all of his belongings, and there was no consideration for the comfort of the ride. So everyone enjoyed the treatment of not having to walk on their own, but the price was to sit on the cold wooden boards.
The carriage went on the road to the palace. After having a deeper understanding of this country, Lin looked at the scenery along the road and felt some indescribable and indescribable feelings.
In particular, he carefully observed the elves walking on the streets in the early morning. Although there was no vigorous vitality, there was definitely no lethargy like stagnant water. Just like the elves' personalities, they looked ordinary on the outside, but inside, they were as passionate as fire.
The two carriages separated at the gate of the palace. The dwarves were going to meet the royal family in the inner palace, where the elven royal family lived. The prime minister of the kingdom, Lin and the others were going to meet, was in the office of the outer palace.
The palace occupied a vast area, and the elven style of the garden was unique in Lin's eyes. It was not the European style of the courtyards on Earth, which emphasized neatness and looked too chiseled, nor was it like Chinese courtyards, which pursued natural wonders and tried to contain the heaven and earth in a small world.
The elves' courtyard was not so much a landscape, but a defensive fortification unique to the elves. All kinds of aggressive plants were interspersed with each other. It could be flowers, it could be leaves, and it could be the smell that came inadvertently, threatening all those who dared to invade the palace.
Especially those who liked to hide in the shadows and sneak around, and thought that they were very good at martial arts. Imagine what would happen if you did something to a dragon's salivating mouth. Those people would probably be that miserable.
Hallumi's eyes lit up when she saw the grass and trees in the palace courtyard. She wanted to get out of the carriage and admire the flowers. She could even recite the names, characteristics, talents, and attack patterns of these plants as if they were her family's treasures. Of course, more importantly, she was also very clear about the weaknesses of these plants, or where they were lacking.
As the carriage passed by, the blonde girl even reached out of the window and touched a special plant, a huge and bright flower. The other elves were on tenterhooks, and their eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets.
The plant that Hallumi touched was the famous man-eating flower in the palace. Not to mention the enemies, even the gardeners who were responsible for taking care of the courtyard among the elves had their arms bitten off. They had never heard of anyone being spared by the flower, but there was one right in front of them.
Finally, the carriage stopped in front of a simple and unadorned building. The elves emphasized spiritual satisfaction. Even if it was a house with the same specifications, they could play different tricks. In that case, being simple and unadorned itself was the most special existence.
A group of old men with white hair and beards stood in a row in front of the building, waiting. Looking at this scene, Lin didn't think that this was an attitude of being valued. Instead, it seemed like they were trying to intimidate him.
Who said that elves weren't scheming? Lin wasn't so naive to think that he was so important that he needed to invite such a row of people to greet him.
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