Arad's crooked savior

Shaying went to Cantwin with his obsession and borrowed gold coins.

He himself admitted frankly that he had failed his master's teachings over the years, and if his strength could not increase dramatically, he would have no shame in returning to Xu Zu to meet Xi Lan.

Although Xi Lan teaches him at most two days a week...

The sudden increase in strength will not embarrass the master, and the delicious wine to plug that nagging mouth are two important factors that can make Xi Lan forgive him.

So, he also borrowed the small space device that Alice gave to Mi Gao in order to store more drinks. The angry Mi Gao transformed into a unicorn and chased him all the way out of the Dark City with its sharp horns.

"Just one beer!"

In a small room with the door tightly closed, he poured a glass of beer for his good friend Mi Gao. Milu refused to give it a drink, so he could only secretly beg himself to give it a little bit to satisfy its craving.

As a rice cake person... being a unicorn is still very righteous. He often brings "letters full of love" to Malu in his mouth, and once even brought Malu's pink headband!

Although he was so frightened that his face turned pale at the time, the image he gave to Mailu should be that of a captain who was unscrupulous but reliable and trustworthy, not a pervert who secretly took things from others.

He didn't dare to accept it...

squeak……

Just as he was feeding rice cakes and wine, the closed door was suddenly opened.

"It turns out it's you, captain. I was still wondering who taught me how to drink rice cakes."

Mailu puffed out her little face, put her hands on her hips, and looked cute and cute while snoring angrily, with crumbs of biscuits still remaining at the corners of her mouth.

"Ahem... well, Mailu, please listen to my explanation..."

A little cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead. Mai Lu, who was quiet and didn't like to talk, might really go bad if she got angry.

"Yeah, captain, tell me." Mai Lu nodded her head, her eyes shining.

Ye Lin was about to speak, but when he caught sight of the pitiful rice cake from the corner of his eye, his heart suddenly softened.

The matter of rice cake drinking was the result of the fight between him and the other party. Rice cake was curious about the taste and took the initiative to taste it. There was no psychological burden to put all the responsibility on rice cake.

However, rice cakes are good comrades and cannot be sold!

He immediately looked solemn, bowed ninety degrees and said, "I'm sorry, I took the initiative to feed you the rice cake! I'm guilty!"

Mailu blinked and was caught off guard. Mi Gao was so moved that he almost cried. She rubbed his calf hard. Comrade, if you ask me from now on, whether it’s a headband or a camouflage cloth, I can get it for you!

"Forget it, I can only drink one cup a day from now on, rice cake. Don't forget our mission. While we continue to become stronger, we must look for fragments of our great will."

She knelt down and rubbed Mi Gao's belly. She was still very tolerant of her partner, but she couldn't let him act recklessly in the future.

Ye Lin covered his eyes and didn't dare to look. On the one hand, it was too weird for Mi Gao to lie on his side like a puppy with his belly exposed. On the other hand, Mailu... I told you not to squat casually!

He stretched out his hand and rubbed Mailu's little head and dull hair. He stepped over and wanted to discuss some sword training issues with Siatt.

He has reached the level where he can use the Phantom Sword Dance, but no matter what he does, he cannot swing the sword dozens of times at extremely high speeds in a short period of time, and his arms will hurt.

The skill of controlling the sword is very broad, and the momentum is turbulent and violent. Why did the ghost swordsmanship suddenly become exquisite? Did he learn the opposite from Siatt?

Minette, who had not been seen for two days, was lying on the sofa as comfortably as a ghost, holding a piece of strawberry cake in her hand, eating it in small bites.

After seeing him come out, Minette pointed to the corner of her mouth, "It's dipped in a little crumb butter, do you want to taste it?"

"No, I like candy bars."

"Candy cubes? Are candy cubes as delicious as cakes?"

Although Minette had no moral integrity, of course she still didn't understand this kind of private hint between her and Tana.

"Yes! Candy cubes are long-lasting, long-lasting, and very sweet!"

His serious look made Minette frown and wonder why she never thought the candy bars were delicious. She always stole Meia's snacks to eat.

"Forget it, Meiya is looking for you. She seems to have something to do. She is very busy these days."

One of the undesirable consequences of the concentration of power from the Senate to the royal family was that Meia was so busy that it took several days to slowly regain her breath.

Now is an important moment to establish the majesty of the royal family. She needs to let the dark elves see her methods. After this period of time has passed and she has stabilized, she can properly leave things to the subordinates below and feel more relaxed.

"I'm going to take a look. By the way...why don't you go to Hutton Mar?"

Ye Lin glanced at her inexplicably. Minette was appointed as the special envoy four or five days ago. Why was she still in the Dark City? She longed for human cities.

"I'm going to ride your airship, I can't fly it at Magadha!"

Minette finished eating a piece of strawberry cake, licked her lips and fingers, then picked up another piece and continued eating, not knowing the meaning of her actions just now.

After going out, turn right to the Palace of Political Affairs. After seeing him, the dark elf guards on both sides bowed their heads respectfully to the dark elf hero.

Ye Lin coughed, then walked with a not very graceful step, holding his head high and chest up all the way, nodding at the guards with satisfaction and humming in his mouth, perfectly interpreting the appearance of a noble master.

The political palace was strangely empty today. Not only was Queen Meia not there, but none of the officials were there either.

"follow me."

Behind the curtain on the right side of the throne, You Yu waved to him.

"Queen Meia is waiting for you in the palace."

"Huh? Bedroom?"

Hearing this, his whole body trembled and his heartbeat quickened. Could this be too fast? Although he was now a honorary knight in name, he still needed to surrender to the evil dragon before becoming a queen's knight.

"Her Majesty the Queen said that she is discussing trade with you. The royal family will organize a caravan to conduct direct trade with your shop. Various preferential policies need to be discussed in detail."

Seeing that he was frustrated and regretful, You Yu couldn't help but roll her eyes and said: "Her Majesty the Queen enjoys ownership of the top two floors of this huge castle, collectively called the bedroom."

"oh……"

There was a long sound, which was a bit regretful.

Following Youyu through various passages and doors, I had to admire how the dark elves built this extremely complicated palace in the first place.

In other words, when the dark elves were in such a miserable situation, why did they still have extravagant manpower and material resources? Could it be to establish an image building?

In the exquisite and elegant study room, Meia is wearing a green uniform and has a graceful figure. She is sitting behind the desk reviewing a stack of documents about ten centimeters thick, with a focused and serious expression.

"Sit down for a while and give me half an hour."

Queen Meia raised her eyes and then lowered her head. No one saw her face suddenly turn red, and the pen in her hand also messed up a character.

"Well, you get busy first."

He nodded and looked at the elegant and unique study, which was a bit girly-style.

The bookcase is pink, and each book is bound with clean watercolor paper and has a small label on the back.

In addition to some things that dark elves would learn, such as laws, maps, and biographies, there are also some poetry collections by bards, such as Heman's poetry collection.

"You Yu, take the trade contract I listed."

"OK."

I took the contract and flipped through it. The content was nothing more than a trade treaty. The final signature was written in Juanxiu's notes, "In the name of Aragorn, the Dark Elves will abide by the above conditions..."

Attached is Queen Meia's signature on the back.

Afterwards, Celia will express her compliance with the treaty in the name of "Mal" and sign it.

Theoretically, he can just sign the document on the spot, but Celia has always been in charge of the store. Sometimes this kind of formalism is quite important. Let Celia do it. They are all our own people anyway.

"I heard You Yu said that you still have gifts for me?"

Not long after, Queen Meia put down her pen, apparently having taken care of her official duties.

"Well, I found that the dark elves are too dependent on the environment of the underground world. Except for the mage group, they all fight at close range, so I got a design drawing of the dragon head cannon from Ishadula. You can take a look. "