Ten days. In these ten days, apart from finding an excuse to hide in the afternoon and return to Kabambai Academy in the Holy City of Estali for classes, Lin Li spent all his time in the capital of the Amelan Elven Kingdom.
Apart from eating well every day and being a groom every night, there was no progress at all. Every time Lin Li mentioned it to Wydwork Futen, the latter would use all kinds of excuses to avoid it. Lin Li didn't know if this was the intention of the higher-ups, or if this fat elf wanted to use his own convenience to enjoy this rare luxurious life.
However, for a certain otaku who was used to eating plain tea and eating good food all day and working hard at night, he really couldn't get used to it. But when he wanted to talk about business, the slick fat elf always had a way to change the topic, and then he would go astray for thousands of miles, and Lin Li couldn't pull him back.
Not to mention that a few sharp people in his family had already noticed that Lin Li's life in the elven capital wasn't so pure, Lin Li couldn't continue to endure such a life. The so-called otaku didn't necessarily have social phobia. But compared to living in a place where there were many people and most of them had different interests, they preferred to be alone.
In order to lure the other party to reveal his true purpose, Lin planned to do something he had never done before, and that was to pretend to be drunk.
When he drank before, even if it was hard liquor, Lin Li's seemingly weak body couldn't get drunk after a thousand cups. As the saying went, if a woman wasn't drunk, a man wouldn't have a chance; if a man wasn't drunk, a woman wouldn't get a tip; if both men and women weren't drunk, no one would sleep in a restaurant. For those who wanted to pry information from him, as long as he wasn't drunk to the point of talking nonsense, they wouldn't be able to get anything useful out of him.
Perhaps it was because they couldn't pry anything out of him that all the follow-up work was stalled. Lin Li could only cooperate with the other party's unstated request and see if there would be any progress.
In fact, in these ten days, Lin Li also saw the prosperity of the Amelan Elven Kingdom. At least Wydwork Futen, this fat elf, could take him to new places every day to experience new things, and none of them were repeated. It really opened the eyes of a certain mage who used to be a otaku.
The dinner on the eleventh day was in a high-class tavern with music and singers. The music of the elves was more feminine, and they all sang in falsetto. However, the music of the singers on stage was different from the music of ordinary elves. The singer's voice was rather low and hoarse. He sang the lyrics that sounded like a narrative poem. Every word was clear and deeply rooted in people's hearts.
This kind of singing voice gave a certain transmigrator a sense of familiarity. It already had the flavor of the eighties on Earth. In addition, the wine here was a sweet wine with a strong aftertaste, but it was smooth and easy to swallow. Therefore, Lin took this opportunity and his own emotions to drink the sweet wine one cup after another.
The fat elf saw the opportunity, and of course, he didn't stop persuading them to drink. At the same time, he followed someone's gaze and looked at the female elf singer on the stage. Woodwork asked tentatively, "Your Excellency, is tonight's target on this person?"
"Well, she's not a mute, is she?" Lin didn't directly refuse, but instead asked.
"Hehe, as long as Your Excellency has a request, there is nothing that cannot be done," the fat elf said confidently. The hint was quite obvious.
"Even if it's your Princess Consort, is there no problem?" Lin asked sarcastically.
"That old woman is a bit difficult to deal with. If your taste is so unique, it's not impossible to solve it. "Woodwork didn't care at all and responded with a smile.
Lin rolled his eyes and continued to drink the wine and listen to the song. Woodwork cleverly asked for a pot of sweet wine and helped Lin Huang pour one cup after another. At the same time, he also talked about all kinds of gossip about the people on the stage, trying to attract Lin Huang's interest.
After Lin heard this, he only wanted to say, "Your circle is really messy." But now, he could only pretend to be interested, but he also pretended to be deep in thought and didn't easily let go. All he did was say, "Mm, ah, oh," and so on and so forth.
After drinking for a while, Lin pretended to be drunk and started to talk more. In this kind of situation, of course, he would pretend to take advantage of his drunkenness to complain to the heavens and earth, and complain about all kinds of things. Regardless of which country he had encountered during his journey, he had encountered a strange system that was inconvenient for him, or how trivial the matter was, such as a broken nail or split hair. In any case, he would catch a fat man and complain non-stop.
It was difficult for the fat man to act so well. He kept nodding and agreeing with Lin Huang's words the whole night. But Lin Huang could also hear the excitement in the fat man's words.
As the night deepened, Lin Huang imitated the way a drunk person spoke. His speech was as slurred as a braised egg. Of course, Lin didn't think he was a good actor, so he could only use exaggerated methods to cover up his shortcomings.
For example, he swept all the cutlery on the table to the ground with a wave of his hand, then lied on the table and talked nonsense. Or he fell asleep without caring about his image and woke himself up after a while. This happened several times.
As if he knew that it was about time, Woodwork didn't continue to persuade Lin Huang to drink. Instead, he gave him a hot soup with a sobering effect. After all, if he continued to drink, he would directly drink until Lin Huang collapsed. Then, there would be no need to ask anything. This half-drunk and half-awake state was just right.
After giving him a bowl of hot soup, Woodwork asked tentatively, "Your Excellency, you're a human. How did you get the identity of a core member of the Turtledove Alliance?"
The first question was quite profound. Under normal circumstances, a core member meant that this person was appreciated by the high officials of the alliance and had directly faced the World Tree that appreciated him. Only then would he be able to get such an identity. Most of the time, this person would be an elf and not a human. Therefore, it was not strange for Woodwork to ask this question even under normal circumstances.
Lin pretended to be proud and complacent, patted his chest, and said, "Hey, I helped the World Tree Walder advance. Do you think this merit is qualified to be the guest of honor of the high officials of the alliance? I'm not showing off my contributions, but if I wasn't there back then, there would be one less World Tree in the mysterious land today. "
As soon as he talked about what happened back then, Lin Huang grabbed the fat elf and didn't let go, talking non-stop. All kinds of proper terms and professional terms were thrown at the fat man's face as if they didn't cost money. Finally, the expression of this elf official, who was good at acting, changed, and he no longer had the pleasant expression from before.
However, no matter how much he talked, there would be a time when his mouth was dry. Lin Huang pretended to search for the wine on the table. The fat elf served him a glass of water and pretended to ask casually, "Then, Your Excellency, how did you become a messenger of the kingdom? Could it be that the Pathet Jaime Kingdom has made a big move recently? "
"I became a messenger because I know the people inside, so I helped their king deliver a letter. As for the big move, hehehe, no one knows this better than me. " This sentence was the truth. "Do you know that recently …"
"Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute." After stopping the drunk mage, Woodwork asked in confusion, "Don't you have to keep these things a secret? Just say it. "
"When many people know about it, I'm not the one who will be troubled." Lin Huang continued to speak the truth. The biggest benefit of the World Tree's collective advancement was, of course, those big shots. Lin Huang was just a paid worker. Whether it succeeded or not, in fact, it didn't matter to him. "It's just that the longer this matter drags on, the worse it may not be for your side."
Such an attitude made Woodwork even more vigilant. This represented a few possibilities. One, the contents of the letter were really not important. Two, the contents of the letter were very important, but not to this mage. That was why he could face it with such a nonchalant attitude. Three, this drunkard was lying. Or rather, the part that he knew was also the part that was misled.
Speaking of which, for Woodwork and the people behind him, they only wanted to find out the general direction of the contents of the letter. After all, although the two kingdoms were called brothers, they were very far away and had not contacted each other for a long time. Suddenly, a human messenger came and prepared to deliver an official letter. Everyone was curious about the contents of the letter.
However, they had concerns about having the opportunity to know the details. After all, it was an official letter to the king, and it was not something that small people like them should know. If they were really so unlucky as to know some secrets that they should not know, just like how this mage threatened them at the city gate, the one who killed them would definitely not be him, but his superior.
For various reasons, Woodwork decided to stop the topic in this direction and asked, "Let's not talk about those national affairs. Did Your Excellency keep the letter properly? "
He patted the fat elf's back heavily. It seemed like an intimate action, but it was actually mocking the other party for not having the courage to listen to the end. Lin pretended to be profound and said, "That letter, I have placed it safely on the desk in the guest house."
"What! You didn't take it with you! "Woodwork asked in surprise," Aren't you afraid that it will disappear? "
"Huh, in your territory, will it be so easy for things to disappear? Isn't it because I trust you? That's why I put it in the room. If I carry it with me, I'm afraid of breaking it or losing it. How inconvenient would that be? Or is it that there are actually a lot of thieves in the kingdom? Even in a guest house with high-level guards, it can't stop thieves from coming in? "
"That's not it." The fat elf was a little embarrassed by the words and wiped the sweat on his forehead in embarrassment. Lin Huang could not tell if this action was real or fake. He stood up with a twisted face and apologized, "Sorry, Your Excellency, I drank too much wine and need to go to the toilet."
After a toast, Lin Huang watched the fat elf leave in a hurry and whispered in a low voice, "Life is like a play. Everyone is acting."
He turned back and focused his attention back on the stage. The singer had been gone for a while, but there was still an orchestra playing soft and pleasant music on the stage. It made people feel relaxed and forget about everything else as they drank cup after cup of wine.
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