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The Dark Elf was wearing a typical High Elf maid attire. This maid attire was actually very simple, mainly consisting of a white apron decorated with lotus leaves and a white-collared dress. Apart from the scarf on her head and the bow on her back, there were no other accessories. Naturally, it was difficult for her to expose herself. The Dark Elf swayed back and forth angrily in the air, struggling. She had originally planned to clean up the villa and set up a few defensive spell formations.
However, when she opened the door to the master bedroom, the Goddess of the Lake was sitting on the bed. The Goddess smiled at the dark elf and raised her hand to cast a great divine spell, Seal of Light. Olica wanted to resist, but she found that the Goddess of the Lake had branded a complete large-scale magic circle in the villa. No matter how strong Olica was, it was useless. She was hung directly from the beam of the hall by the Goddess of the Lake.
Today, the beautiful High Elf Goddess of the Moon did not show her Dharma form. Instead, she maintained her appearance as the Goddess of the Lake. Her soft golden hair almost covered the entire sofa like a golden waterfall. The Goddess of the Moon was wearing a gorgeous Aurora silk dress with a half-moon pattern printed on it. The dress had a rather bold design with a high slit. Through the slit, one could vaguely see the slender legs of the Goddess of the Lake wrapped in pink and white thin pantyhose. She was wearing a pair of creamy fish-mouth high heels, which shone vividly under the magic lights of the villa. Upon closer inspection, the silk legs were faintly glowing.
The Goddess of the Lake's every movement was filled with an inviolable elegance, but she did not lose her own charm and gentleness. At the same time, there was a faint sense of beauty and sexiness.
"My Lady!" Leon quickly stepped forward. He was a little worried about Olica's safety. When the Dark Elf saw him enter, she struggled even more fiercely, swinging around in the air. Her slender legs, which were wrapped in white flesh-tight stockings, were folded, and her beautiful white feet and hands were tied together. When she saw Leon come in, Olica was both embarrassed and angry. This was the first time she had been humiliated since she had followed Leon!
"Alright, I didn't bully your Olica!" Seeing that Laing was concerned about Olica, the Lake Fairy looked a bit upset. "I just let her hang there for a while. I didn't do anything to her."
"Madam, please put Olica down. How did you …" Suria hurried over. The female knight was excited to see the fairy in the lake. "How did you do this to Olica?"
"Hmph! She's the one who's trying to release magic circles everywhere! You have to know that Sword Saint Hess is very sensitive to the aura of Dark Magic. She thought she was helping Laing, but she was actually harming him!" The Lake Fairy crossed her arms in front of her chest. "I'm teaching her a lesson!"
"Wu wu wu wu!" Olica angrily spun back and forth in the air.
"Don't think I'm joking, Laing." The Lady of the Lake said solemnly, "Recently, Asoyan has taken the initiative to spy on all of Ossouin. If this matter is not handled properly, it will lead to great changes!"
"Then why are you here? Madam? " Laing quickly released a stream of psionic power to put Olica down from the air. He caught his personal maid and untied the rope. Olica angrily leaned on Laing's back. "Master! This b * tch is bullying me! She's clearly taking the opportunity to cause trouble! "
"I don't know why, but Asoyan's seal that restricts the gods from coming to the mortal world suddenly loosened, and it's only limited to me." The Lake Fairy ignored Olica's angry and resentful eyes. She gently opened her small fan. "Asoyan definitely knows about my arrival, but he has remained silent as always."
On the small fan was written: "Even the stars have been extinguished according to the will of my people."
"Welcome, madam. You can stay with us for the time being." Suria was very welcoming to the Lake Fairy. The female knight enthusiastically held the Lake Fairy's hand. "Just in time. Take us on a tour of Lothar!"
"Why else would I be here?" The Lake Fairy proudly stretched out a white silk foot and kicked Laing's trousers. "What do you think? Laing, do you welcome me? "
"Of course you're welcome. I also want to discuss with you about the next arrangements." Laing said helplessly. The Lake Fairy had caused such a big scene as soon as she appeared … This was very in line with her style.
"Oh, only this one?" The Lake Fairy said unhappily. She gently tapped Laing's head with her fan. "I took the risk to come here to find you, and this is your attitude? As my Chosen One champion and fiancé, is this how you treat me?"
"As my fiancé, you cause such a big scene as soon as you arrive? I'm now worried that our plan will be ruined by you before it succeeds. Who knows what strange ideas you'll come up with in the next second? " Laing complained. At the same time, Olica, who was lying on his back with only her little head sticking out, nodded vigorously. "You're right, master."
Even so, the Lake Fairy's arrival was very important to Laing's operation, and Laing had no reason not to welcome her. Suria was even happier. Only Olica pouted and went to cook with a displeased look. The Lake Fairy, Laing, and Suria sat together and talked.
Laing told the Lake Fairy the whole process of his meeting with Finnuba, and also his own opinion. "The problem now is, how are we going to get into the inner city, and how are we going to get to the main shrine of Asoyan's Flaming Pyramid from Fiery Island?"
"I need to think about the inner city and the main shrine." The Lake Fairy knew the purpose of Laing's visit this time. The goddess also had a headache. She crossed her beautiful legs in silk stockings, not caring that the slit in her dress revealed infinite beautiful scenery. "Laing, do you know? You're playing with fire. Don't think that you can ignore everything just because you're strong. If you really enter the main shrine of the Flaming Pyramid, Asoyan only needs two great divine spells to kill you and your brother Fogen. "
"I know, I know. I'm asking you what you can do." Laing said helplessly. He also knew how dangerous this operation was, but for St. Giles, he was willing to give it his all, and so was Fogen.
"I need some time to think." The Lake Fairy shook her head. "It will take me at least a week or two to plan this."
"Okay." Laing was not surprised. He thought for a moment and smiled. "After meeting Finnuba today, I finally know why the Phoenix King has never left Lothar since he ascended the throne."
"Finnuba is actually a very ambitious person." The Lake Fairy nodded. The goddess combed her waterfall-like golden hair behind her ears. "Unfortunately, he doesn't have enough strength to match his ambition. He is very smart, so smart that he knows how to use his childhood friends, Tegris and Tyrion, to support his rule. He is also smart enough to know where the foundation of his rule comes from."
"Who is supporting Finnuba?" Laing asked.
"The elven nobles of Lothar spent a thousand years planning and finally gave birth to a locally born and raised Phoenix King." The Lake Fairy's noble and beautiful face had a faint smile. "A thousand years, more than five hundred bribes and loans, two hundred court conspiracies and impeachments, at least seventy political deals and political deals, and twelve open duels of honor. Finally, the King Selection Committee reached a consensus and formed a loose alliance to find a Phoenix King who can get Ossouin out of trouble."
"The Finnuba who began the Age of Great Voyages?" Suria also keenly saw the heart of the problem. "The high elves realized that the times and the outside world have changed, and they can't continue to decline like this."
"Oh, you also see that the high elves are declining?" The Lake Fairy looked at Suria with interest, her Chosen One and good sister.
"A six-hour work day." Suria said helplessly. "This rule not only brings about an increase in the happiness and satisfaction of the people, but it also brings about an alarming increase in labor costs and further increases in unemployment. There will also be large-scale industrial transfer. You see, even the curtains in the Phoenix King's Court are made of Nur silk."
Laing's eyes lit up. The Knight King could not help but hug his wife and kiss her. His long-time advice to Suria finally had an effect.
"Haha, as expected of Suria. Assur knows that they can no longer live off their old money, and Finnuba has brought them the world's markets and raw material supply channels!" The Lake Fairy nodded repeatedly. "If you can figure this out, you will know why Finnuba was elected … Ossouin just needs a new, young ally. This is Finnuba's advantage. He is the pig flying in the wind!"
After that, the Lake Fairy opened her fan and covered half of her face. She stared at Laing with her lake-green eyes. "Just like Davu."
Laing immediately rolled his eyes. Davu's matter was not the Lake Fairy's fault. After all, he and the Goddess had previously discussed to create an "old guard of the Holy Grail" to let all the serfs realize that the channels for promotion were completely open. The serfs also had the opportunity to receive the gift of the Holy Grail. This would completely stimulate the enthusiasm of the serfs. When the Holy Grail, which was monopolized by the knights and nobles in the past, was obtained by the serfs, the enthusiasm of the serfs would rise, and the nobles would also feel a sense of crisis.
"This is not the status quo that Finnuba wants. He can neither leave Ossouin nor control the Phoenix King's Court." Laing thought for a moment and then said, "Tyrion and Tegris now control the military and political power."
Needless to say, Laing knew that this was, in fact, a struggle between the monarch and the prime minister. This had been going on in the history of the Celestial Empire for thousands of years.
Tyrion and Tegris may be loyal, or they may think that what they did was for the good of the High Elves. However, from Finnuba's perspective, he was clearly arranged to be a mascot. Of course, the Phoenix King was unhappy, but what could he do? Tyrion controlled the Eternal Queen, a symbol of history and authority that was far older than the Phoenix King. He controlled the War Council in Ossouin. Other than some small tricks, Finnuba didn't really force himself against the Tai brothers. Both sides controlled their fights within a small range. Other than that, they were also good friends.
It could only be said that no matter who it was, they would want more power in their position to do things more conveniently. This was instinctive. Finnuba was like that, the Tai brothers were like that, Laing was like that, and even … Suria was like that, Horus and Kiriman were like that. Why was Richard, the Knight King, so sullen, but Laing was so impressive? Why was the Savior, Ludwig, able to force a powerful noble of the Empire to commit suicide with an imperial decree, but Karl-franz's imperial decree didn't leave the Rick Hill?
You have to think about it carefully.
Moreover, it was extremely difficult for the High Elves to truly unite as one.
It would be fine if there was war, but in the absence of war, the High Elves had a tradition of autonomy and democracy since ancient times. Once a High Elven Lord took office, he or she would find a large number of disobedient High Elven nobles in his or her territory. Due to the High Elves' compulsory and standing military system, the number of troops in their hands was several times greater than the number of troops directly under the High Elven Lord. The High Elves were probably the race that valued bloodlines and fatalism the most in the world. Almost all of the High Elven nobles' ancestors were High Elves. If you wanted to convince them, unless you were a descendant of Alarion, it would take them hundreds of years to do so.
The High Elven merchants were all armed merchants. This group of people would gradually monopolize the trade (the most typical example was the Tai brothers). They didn't care about the High Elves at all. If they wanted to fight, they would fight until the end. As long as they had money, they would do business with any High Elves, unless the High Elven Lord's strength was enough to crush the armed merchants' army.
Other than the High Elven nobles, many local autonomous manors and appointed High Elven bureaucrats would also come out to compete with the High Elven Lord. Killing one of these people as a warning to the rest was useless. They had to be beaten into submission (sometimes, once wasn't enough).
Other than that, the High Elven Lord had a lot of relatives. The High Elves had a long lifespan and never lacked relatives. Furthermore, the High Elven inheritance laws were especially complicated. I won't go into detail here. In any case, the High Elven Lord's inheritance rights could be arranged by hundreds of people. Family infighting and fighting for benefits was a common practice for the High Elves.
Finally, the High Elven Guilds, High Elven Churches, and many other special organizations controlled very terrifying forces. If you offended them, you would protest and go on strike all day long. For example, the High Elven Kingdom's Horus Tower Magus Council. This group of High Elven Mages was a group that even the Phoenix King and the Eternal Queen had to curry favor with. How to deal with this group of people was a very complicated problem.
"The worst thing is that the High Elves are different from the Duruzi. The High Elves are very averse to using force to solve problems. The High Elves believe that the best way to solve similar problems is to reach a consensus through various negotiation techniques, political means, political means, and marriage. In the High Elves, asking for a duel is the last resort and method." The Lady of the Lake smiled and said, "If you ask Olica to solve it, she will tell you to kill everyone who disagrees and be done with it. But in Ossouin, murder can send a High Elven Prince into exile. So, even if a High Elven Prince's strength and means are good enough, it will usually take two or three hundred years after taking office to completely suppress the forces of the kingdom."
"Finnuba is also very difficult." Laing sighed. The High Elves' nature to pursue freedom and democracy was like this. There was no other way.
"So, you have to be mentally prepared. When will the war council of Tyrion be held? How many people will come? When will the army be fully assembled? When can they come up with a specific strategy and combat strategy? It won't be as fast as you think," the Lady of the Lake said casually. "Just wait."
Laing also let out a long sigh. The High Elves had no lack of time, and most of the High Elves did not die of old age. Ordinary High Elves were cursed by the High Elves. Generally, after living for a few hundred years, they would lose the "feeling of being alive" and commit suicide. The Dark Elves were a military society. Not to mention the old and weak, the High Elves were often a group of people who did not live long enough to die of old age. The Wood Elves were a group of people who were easily one or two thousand years old, but they were a bunch of nerds.
"Knock, knock, knock!" At this moment, the door of the villa rang. The Lady of the Lake got up and motioned for Laing to open the door. She pulled Suria and said, "Let's go, Suria. Let's go in and take a look at the master bedroom. Let's sleep together tonight! Laing, go sleep in the living room! "
Suria was pulled away by the Lady of the Lake. Olica was cooking, so Laing had no choice but to open the door.
An Elven waiter stood at the door with a few rolls of toilet paper in his hands. When he saw that it was Laing who opened the door, the Elven waiter stood up straight and said politely, "Your Majesty Knight King, we have brought toilet paper. This kind of toilet paper is for you to use when you are excreting and wiping dirty things. Do you need me to show you how to use it?"
"… No, I know how to use it." Laing's face was full of black lines. He reached out and took the toilet paper from the Elven waiter and was about to close the door.
"Wait! Your Majesty Knight King, please don't rush! "The Elven waiter quickly emphasized." Please let me finish, Your Majesty. "
"Okay, go ahead." Laing was stunned for a moment.
"This kind of toilet paper, you only need to use one sheet at a time. One sheet!" The Elven waiter instructed seriously. He even brought a white notice board and handed it to Laing. On it was written in human language: "Please save paper!"
Laing's face was livid. He could only feel all the blood in his body rushing to his head.
This was for St. Giles!
This was for St. Giles!
Everyone loved St. Giles!
Knight King took a few seconds to suppress his anger. He squeezed out a smile on his face. "Okay, I understand. I also wish the Asurs to save paper."
"Do you need me to teach you how to flush the toilet?" The waiter was still worried.
"No, thank you." Laing used a lot of willpower to not throw this guy into the bay of Lotharn.
"Well then, I wish you a good day! Your Majesty. "
"Thank … you."
… I'm the parting line for saving paper …
After the sky darkened, in the corner of a small palace deep in the streets of Lotharn, darkness shrouded the entire courtyard and room. Only a floor-to-ceiling mirror shone.
Inside the mirror, the armored figure of the Nagaros Shaman King, Malecis, floated back and forth. "Have you investigated it?"
"I've investigated it thoroughly. The human monkeys were invited by the fake Phoenix King's palace. They brought two powerful ironclad warships and a group of dwarves," the shadow in the room whispered. "Looks like a group of mustaches."
"Dwarves? They can actually land on Ossouin? " The Shaman King's expression did not change, but the shadow could clearly feel the surprise in the Shaman King's voice. "Yes, dwarves. They are all squatting in the alien activity area now, repairing the ironclads."
"Strange. It seems that this group of humans has a lot of face. Ossouin hasn't seen dwarves land for many years." Malecis' voice was a little strange. It did not sound like the cruel Shaman King in the past, but the shadow did not dare to say anything because the Shaman King's temper was unpredictable. Any dissatisfaction would be enough to make him lose everything he had now.
"Forget it. Don't worry about the humans and dwarves." The Shaman King then ordered, "What you need to do now is to control the mobilization of the army of the fake Phoenix King. Also, try to find a way to tell our allies, temporary allies, everything."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Although deep in their hearts, they knew that it was dangerous to ally with the undead, Duruzi was not their weak cousin. They had already learned to obey orders for thousands of years.
"Also, be prepared." The Shaman King then ordered, "Mother's ritual is ready. Now, just wait for our allies to disrupt the maelstrom as promised."
"Then, the Keeper of the Secret and an entire army will descend upon the mortal world! Then, I will grant you glory and a higher status. "
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
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