PS: The story of the High Elves is really hard to write. I can't even write a chapter in four or five hours. It's so tiring.
After Laing and the others left, the crowd dispersed. Tyrion winked at Tegris, and Tegris immediately understood. The two brothers, who now controlled the entire political situation of the High Elves, excused themselves from the Phoenix King. Finnuba was a little surprised. The Phoenix King thought that Tegris, who was in charge of contacting the human army, would have something to say to him.
However, Finnuba soon realized that no matter what, he could only nod. Tegris was the one who brought them here, and Tyrion was in charge of the war. He had given them full authority. What else could he say other than nodding?
Thinking of this, Finnuba lost interest in talking to the Tai brothers. He knew in his heart that if the Tai brothers had not helped him support the Phoenix King's Court like two pillars, he would have died long ago. Therefore, the Phoenix King did not ask the Tai brothers to stay. Instead, he sent them away.
Ten minutes later, Finnuba and the captain of the White Lion Guards, Kersil, sat together in a picturesque courtyard. The two of them were playing military chess, surrounded by beautiful gardens full of cypresses, wild laurels, and bougainvillea. On the other side of the Phoenix King's Court was the inland sea of Lothar. The High Elves could slowly wake up to the chirping of birds and the gentle sounds of daily life on the island. It was the most beautiful moment for them to drink a glass of juice and watch the passing ships.
As usual, Finnuba was defeated by Kersil again. The captain of the White Lion Guards was an elite general trained by a military aristocrat. Naturally, he would beat Finnuba, who had always been a navigator.
"Did our War Lord say what he plans to do with the two ironclad warships of the humans?" Finnuba tried to start a conversation. He gently put down the chess piece and said, "Don't underestimate the wisdom and strength of the humans."
"No, Your Majesty," the White Lion Guards said in a relaxed tone. The White Lion Captain said in a relaxed tone, "War Overlord and the others will take care of everything for you. Since these humans have been recognized by Tegris and are on our special list, it means that they are strong."
"They took care of everything, didn't they?" Finnuba nodded calmly. He picked up a chess piece and placed it on the chessboard. "Alright, I look forward to it. Tyrion and the others never disappoint me."
"Yes, they won't disappoint you."
The same scenery, the same courtyard, Tyrion and Tygris were also sitting in the courtyard of Lothern's Jade Sea Palace, chatting.
"Brother, say, His Majesty and the Knight King really have something to talk about today. I think he must be very grateful that you brought him a confidant from the distant Old World." Tyrion's figure was as bright as the sun. The Guardian of Ossouin with his back facing the sun was extremely handsome. His dreamy handsome face shone in the light, and his long blond hair fell over his shoulders. There was an inexplicable meaning in Tyrion's words. "Maybe they can become pen pals. After all, it's unlikely that humans will enter the Phoenix King's Court for the second time in their lives."
"Brother, do you think Laing and Finnuba will become friends?" Tegris sat while a maid brought a crystal teapot and poured a whole cup of flower tea for Tegris. The tall mage took a sip of the flower tea and frowned because it was too hot. He had to put it down.
"Finnuba wants to be friends with Laing, but Laing and Forgen will only want to be friends with us more." As soon as Tyrion turned around, Tegris noticed that the elven girl who was in charge of serving tea suddenly blushed. She lowered her head after putting down the flower tea, her two little hands were hanging on her waist, and her fingertips were twirling back and forth as if she wanted to say something. But when she looked up and saw Tyrion's warm and sunny smile, the elven girl's face suddenly turned red like an apple. She covered her face and hurriedly ran out while sobbing.
It's always like this, Tegris thought.
Tyrion seemed to know his own charm very well. He was not surprised at all. Instead, he said casually, "What do you think? Brother, it's best if you only become friends with us. "
"Don't underestimate Laing and Forgen, my idiot brother." Tegris's voice was a little unhappy. "These two are the most powerful beings among humans, whether it's wisdom or strength. Don't forget, they have a true god father. I've told you before."
"Just like us?" Tyrion nodded. The Guardian of Ossouin did not completely underestimate this group of humans, especially Laing and Forgen. Tyrion could feel the danger. The War Lord was already past the age of youthfulness. "They also have the blood of a god in them, but who are their parents? Charlemagne, the human god? Looking at them, could it be the sun god, Petra, who has always been famous for his handsome looks? "
"I'm not sure." Tegris shook his head. "When are you going to convene the war council?"
"We have to wait for all the princes and the other princes to arrive." Tyrion nodded. "Ossouin needs time. The ten kingdoms all need time. It's not that easy for us to get all the elven princes to come with an army. And we need time to discuss how to send the troops and how to distribute them."
"The elves are never short of time, but I doubt that the Witch King and the Pirate Earl of the Undead Sea Kingdom will give us enough time," Tegris said.
"I can't wait for them to come. Fighting here will save us the trouble." Tyrion smiled. "It's best if they all come and settle it once and for all."
"Then you'll go back to Avalon?" Tegris looked at his brother from the corner of his eyes.
"If things can end, why not? Heroes will only appear when people need them. " Tyrion excitedly reached for the crystal teacup and took a sip. "Mint, jasmine, peach."
"It's not that easy to be a hero. It'll annoy people. Those two are heroes and kings." Tegris looked up. "But you're not, my magic idiot brother. You're a hero, but not a king."
"My blockhead brother, I hope I can be one day." Tyrion's proud expression faded a little. "Finnuba and Laing really hit it off, but they're fundamentally different. In any case, I think I have to admit that it's not easy to reclaim the Eight Peaks Mountain from the hands of the Green Skins and the Rat Men. The Knight King personally led the army."
"I think it's best to find something for him to do." Tegris's words sounded irrelevant. "I can see that he's not satisfied with the status quo. Don't you think he and the Knight King talked too much today? And their conversations were … a little interesting. "
"Like going to Iris to find a princess?" Tyrion thought of an idea. "The Phoenix King needs a new famous woman to fill his court?"
"Not very good." Tegris shook his head. "You know Azarion, and Finnuba already has a few female courtiers around him."
"Then I'll talk to the Lady (referring to the Eternal Queen) and ask her to send a priestess, Isa. The Phoenix King needs to conduct a large-scale sacrificial ceremony." Tyrion shrugged. "As the spiritual leader of Ossouin, Finnuba can't refuse such a legitimate request. Moreover, it's a decree from the Eternal Queen. He'll be busy with the early preparations."
"That's fine." Tegris immediately agreed. "Then let's split up and do it."
"What are you going to do?" Tyrion raised his eyebrows. "Is it … Lilith?"
"Yes, she has a new oracle." Tegris whispered. "Just like how the Eternal Queen chose you, Lilith chose Laing."
"Of all people, she chose a monkey … a human!" Tyrion's voice became louder, but he immediately realized that this was an opportunity to rope in Laing and his elite army called the Old Guard. Moreover, he wouldn't lose anything. "Well then, you go and test his thoughts on Finnuba."
"Yes!" The Tai brothers split up.
On the other side, on the streets of Lotharn, the High Elf noble Arsène Scholar led Laing, Suria, and Forgen down the street. The High Elf noble walked in front. He looked very gentle and harmless, and he spoke very politely. "His Majesty Laing, Queen Suria, and General Forgen, you will be staying at the Belmond Villa Hotel this time. This is the Phoenix King's arrangement. Please do come."
"Belmond Villa Hotel?" Suria was more interested in this matter. "Can you tell me more about it?"
"Of course." Arsène adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. "The Belmond Villa Hotel is an old hotel with a history of 1919. The hotel is located on a high hill in the outer city of Lotharn. The terraced terrain allows guests to enjoy the tranquility of rose bushes, lemon trees, and orange trees. There are also Aurora's hibiscus flowers and 810-year-old wisteria vines, which form a fragrant purple carpet when they bloom."
"The hotel has all the facilities you need, and it also has an independent pool and villa. I think you will like it." The High Elf noble's voice had a certain certainty. "His Majesty Finnuba has already prepared two villas for you. During this time, you can stay here. It's not far from the outlander area, only a 30-minute walk."
"We?" Suria caught the hidden message in the High Elf's words.
"Yes, you." The High Elf noble nodded. "One villa is limited to six people. Please choose your attendants so that I can report to the court."
"What about the army?" Suria thought to herself.
"Someone will arrange it. You don't have to worry," the High Elf said with certainty. "Please come with me. Don't be too late, or the receptionist will be off duty. Oh, by the way, I want to say that in Lotharn, everyone only works six hours a day, 35 hours a week. If it's not a particularly important matter, please don't disturb them during non-working hours. If there's no reason, it's illegal to work overtime and open the shop after nine o 'clock at night."
"Can we refuse?" Suria said with a smile.
"This is Assur's kindness. Are you sure you want to refuse?" Arsène maintained his smile. "This means that everything will have to be redone. I have to report this news to His Majesty Finnuba. You will have to go through a new process. The war council will have to meet again to discuss it, and His Majesty Finnuba will have to authorize and arrange again. During this time, you and your army will not have a place to stay. Is that okay?"
"… Forget it. That's it." The female knight was speechless. This was clearly a threat!
"Okay, then I'll arrange it now." Arsène bowed politely.
The Belmond Hotel was extremely luxurious. The hotel had forty-five guest rooms and eight independent villas. The High Elves had arranged two for Laing, one for Laing and Suria, and the other for Forgen. The villas were about four to five hundred square meters in the typical High Elf style. They enjoyed the tranquility and beautiful scenery of Lotharn amidst the lush gardens and citrus groves.
Below the villas was a super hanging garden designed by the famous High Elf Master Noamy Tarley. The 5,500-square-meter garden had carefully collected more than 400 species of plants from all over the world. It was green all year round, and the scenery was always fresh.
After checking in, Arsène said that he would also be staying in the hotel, and that they could look for him if they needed anything. If they wanted to go out, it would be best to call him.
The sky was blue, the sea was blue, and the wind was gentle. The doors of the two three-story villas were opened for Laing and the others. Forgen took a phoenix brooch from Laing and greeted him. Forgen carried her beloved ukulele and moved in with her maid, Princess Karona of the Wood Elves, Deputy Commander Pilazzo, Julius, and the others.
On the other hand, Laing only brought Suria and Olica with him (two griffins and one pure-blooded elven warhorse). After the dark elf changed into a high elf maid costume, she almost seamlessly blended into the high elf group. She seemed to have been specially trained. Her accent, speech, and movements were no different from the high elves. She asked Laing and Suria to wait outside while she went into the villa to tidy up the room and set up a defensive magic circle. Laing let her do as she pleased. The Knight King and the Queen stood hand in hand in front of the villa's swimming pool and flowerbed, looking down from the shade of the trees.
The beautiful scenery of Lothar was in full view. The garden under the hotel was neatly maintained. There was only one willow tree in the middle of the lawn, swaying in the wind. The flower bed was lined with low shrubs and roses. Climbing plants such as wisteria and roses covered the arched flower gallery. Ryan gently held Sulia's small hand and whispered in her ear, "Isn't it beautiful? My lady? "
"It's beautiful." Suria looked at the scenery of Lothar with fascination. She felt like she was in a dream. "I've thought about it many times, but I never thought that I would have the opportunity to come to Ossouin in this lifetime."
"My silly wife, there's still a long way to go." Laing gently put his arm around his wife's waist and let her lean on him. "These few days, let's walk around Lothar. I'll go shopping with you. Whatever you want to buy, I'll take care of it."
"Eh? Don't you have a mission with Brother Fogen? " Naturally, Sulia was willing to let her husband accompany her. However, she still put business first. "Is it okay for us to do this?"
"Ha, that thing needs to be done at the right time, at the right time, and without leaving any traces. We have to be careful. It would be too obvious if we were to investigate everywhere as soon as we arrived in Lothar." Laing laughed. "Let's have fun for a few days and figure out the entire outer city of Lothar. The High Elves won't be so quick. The elves have no lack of time. It's normal for a meeting with the High Elves to take a few weeks."
"I see." Suria thought for a moment and suddenly blushed. "Then, will you be with me for the next few days?"
"Of course." Laing kissed Suria gently on the lips. "I'll be with you."
"And Olica, right?" The female knight said with a half-smile. "Fortunately, I came with you. Otherwise, Olica would have enjoyed it all to herself. You can't have it all to yourself, Laing. "
"Heh, do you think you can eat it all by yourself?" Ryan snickered with ill intentions.
"It's one thing if I can't have it all, and another thing if I'm willing to share it." Suria pouted. "Do you think I'm willing to share? You only know how to bully me with that Dark Elf. "
"Hahaha, okay, let's take a look at the place where we'll be staying." Laing took his wife's hand and returned to the villa.
As soon as the door opened, Laing and Suria's eyes widened. "What?!"
"Yo, Laing, Suria, you're back!" The High Elf Goddess of the Moon sat happily on the sofa in the living room. She opened a small fan and was in high spirits.
On the ceiling, Laing's personal maid, Olica, was tied up with ropes. The Dark Elf maid struggled with all her might, but her mouth was sealed. She swayed back and forth in the air with tears in her eyes. "Wuwuwu! Wuwuwu! "
"Lilith!"
"My lady!"
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