Duke of Grief

Even ‘Gordon’ is not as prosperous as this!

After crossing the portal, Arya and her escorts came to the outskirts of Wind City. They were followed by several escorts sent by the elves, but everyone knows that these Assatom elves are not escorts, just to monitor them. .

Even if Arya was already well-known among the drow elves and had seen Corton and the elven court, she was still shocked by the buildings in front of her.

The cities of Feren and Assatom are two completely different styles. Even a classical city like Gordon, now basically has some industrial atmosphere, not to mention the Wind City in front of it...

The square glass building is like a javelin, and it is directly inserted into the ground. After special treatment, the glass will not reflect light and cause light pollution.

Looking up, the appearance of Yan Si's mage tower looks like a pot of water was poured from the top of the tower, and after the water covered the whole building, it was solidified, pure and clear, but it was not transparent.

Even if she was standing outside the city wall, she could see the towering tower. At this time, she could not help wondering whether the city wall in front could protect the city.

Because in addition to the rumored ‘Mage Tower’, there are many high-rise buildings in Wind City, and the top of the city wall does not even have those high-rise buildings. It looks just like the decoration.

After seeing the tall buildings, Arya licked her lips nervously.

I heard that these'high-rise buildings' are unique to Wind City. There is no such building outside Wind City, and no one has mastered the manufacturing method of this building.

After seeing these high-rises, her heart became hot, no wonder that the queen was going to assign her such a task. The mourning wind of the Principality's industrial technology exceeded the Moore Commercial Federation by too much, not even a problem of two generations.

It's like she's stepping on the road now, is there in the Moore Business Federation? There are, but only some major roads are laid, which is totally incomparable with Wind City.

However, although it is full of the so-called "industrial atmosphere" or "modern atmosphere", there is no lack of "natural atmosphere". Both sides of the road are planted with "sidewalk trees", and some houses have some grooves, green Plants protrude from it and hang outside the wall. The strong sense of conflict and contradiction produces an indescribable beauty.

Along the way, Arya couldn't help but look left and right. Although she, as a drow, didn't like this architectural style very much, it didn't prevent her from feeling the shock of the city.

Registered with the gatekeeper of the city hall, the drow elves in black robes followed the asatome into the city hall.

Of course, before they came, they had already notified this matter, and now they can go directly to the hall of the city hall to meet the legendary maidservant.

Arya felt a lot of sight from the employees of the city hall, but she didn't care about it. She reached out and stopped her subordinates who wanted to have an attack, followed the Assatom elves and walked to the parlor.

Now she must be calm, because next, she will represent the race of the drow elf and the will of the queen, and her chances are only once, no matter whether she can talk about things this time, she can’t. Destroy the drow's fragile relationship with the principality.

If she broke the relationship this time, then after going back, she may be turned into a ‘spider elf’, which is not what she wants!

Fortunately, this time the queen was tolerant enough, even if she failed, it would be fine, as long as she could pass the test of the queen, it would be fine...

With a trembling heart, Aria entered the parlor.

In the parlor, there is only one person and one woman.

Arya saw that the Assatom elf who had taken her into the parlor, after entering the parlor, stroked her chest with one hand and saluted the woman respectfully.

No need to think about it at this time, the woman is the wife of the Grand Duke of Black Dragon, the legendary maid Serena, who changed the world with one hand.

But now sitting there is just a beautiful, but quite'ordinary' woman. At first glance, she doesn't see any characteristics of that woman.

It does not have the momentum that a great monarch should have, nor the cleverness that a legendary mage should have. It looks ordinary and ordinary.

She feels like... a mistress of a noble noble?

The door of the living room behind him was closed, and Arya walked to the sofa opposite the woman with her confused thoughts and doubts, ready to sit down, but at this time, the woman spoke.

"To be honest, I don't like you guys!"

Aya, who had just pulled down the hood and was about to smile to the maidservant with a profitable smile, looked up in amazement, and everything she wanted to say was blocked in her throat.

The maid leaned back, leaned on the back of the sofa, looked at the drow elf in front of her indifferently, and said softly: "Invaders, slaughterers, evil people-I don't want to contact you, if you don't expect it, you Going to the elven king's court is not just trying to integrate into this continent by doing business with elves, but also wanting to obtain the manufacturing technology of the'mainland internet server' from them, but you should not have much hope for this. And you want to get in touch with us, presumably you want to get a higher level of industrial technology, because you don’t plan to develop your own industry, all you need is something that can be transformed into war potential, am I right? ?Drow Elf."

Arya’s body trembling slightly under the black robe, she didn’t like the dress very much, but now she was very lucky to wear it.

All her attempts were exposed in the woman’s eyes, and it was her who was at a disadvantage now. She could not be aggressive according to her previous experience, forcing the woman sitting opposite to surrender those skills and knowledge.

Arya's body was stiff, and her mind was even more confused. She kept thinking, but she couldn't find any answer that would allow her to solve the problem at hand.

The usual experience has no effect, she can only rely on her mind, but at this moment, she can't think of an answer...

Reminiscent of the punishment of the queen, she was terrified!

Arya’s eyes were confused, her body stiffened in the air, and she didn’t sit down completely, but she couldn’t stand upright~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Can you convince me? Drow Elf. "Selena raised her legs and said blankly, "Give me a reason to convince me, and I will give you a part of the technology, otherwise, I will ask you to leave my Principality, because I Patience is limited. "

Araya stared at the woman in front of her for a moment, she had never thought that something had turned around, but was this an opportunity for her?

In any case, they opened the door to a different world through blood sacrifices, and the fact that they came to the world of Assatom could not be changed. Therefore, this maidservant had a bad impression on them and did not like them.

Therefore, she must come up with a reason enough enough, and she has only one chance.

Behind the maid, the clock's pendulum oscillated back and forth, and the sound of babbling was endless, and time passed by.

The sweat on Aria’s face ran like a waterfall, flowing over her smooth face and dripping onto the robe and the ground.

But as time went on, her thoughts became more and more chaotic, and her consciousness seemed to gradually become blurred, but she didn't notice it at all.

After some time, maybe it was a fascinating idea. She even said to the gods: "...we can bring the fortune church of the world of Assatom to Faerun!"

The already impatient maid suddenly stopped her finger movements, "Fun..."

Araya stared blankly at the front. In the blurred vision, the tall black and white figure stood up from the sofa and seemed to say something again, but she didn't hear it clearly.

Only after hearing that sentence, she softened her legs and fell on the sofa behind her. Her eyes were dark and she was completely comatose.

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