Miss Eight Series Summoner

Sitting on Huanglong's back and heading for the next country, Feng Xi couldn't help but calculate in her heart: After two days of drawing a country, this kind of speed is truly satisfactory. I just don’t know how the others are progressing...

In a country in the south of Shihuan Kingdom, Jin Kaye sat lazily on a chair, behind him, Manchuria, civil and military standing neatly on both sides, and above him is the monarch of this country, now bowing his head seriously. What is written.

After a while, the monarch finished writing the things in his hand, and immediately a palace man walked up to the side, took the letter that had just been written on the golden silk with a tray, walked down cautiously, and handed it to Jin Kaye. In front of, respectfully bent down and presented it up.

Jin Jiaye glanced at it casually, quickly jotted down the content of the letter, reached out his hand and took the pen prepared on the side, wrote his name on the letterhead, and injected a trace of his own power as a mark. The man retreated.

Jin Jiaye stood up from the chair and arched his hands to the person above. His face was full of evil smiles, and his voice was as charming as before, "So, we will be allies from now on..."

The person in a bright yellow dragon robe sitting above also stood up, arched his hand to Jin Jiaye, and said, "I hope the Alliance will take care of it in the future."

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The direction of the Pharaoh in the West of the Kingdom

"Hey, I said, are you agreeing or disagreeing? Anyway, say something." Pharaoh looked anxious. If he was still his previous bearded face, he could only be described by blowing his beard and staring at him. His expression changed.

"This... please allow me to discuss with the ministers before I can give an accurate reply." The emperor, who had to leaned back because of the Pharaoh's approach, looked embarrassed, but turned red because he could not give an accurate answer.

"What are you discussing? That's what you said yesterday, isn't there no result yet?" Pharaoh hummed, flashed back, and sat directly on the stool prepared for him.

"This...the result was not discussed during the morning, so... please wait a few more days." The emperor said embarrassedly.

He was only seventeen or eighteen years old. Although he was able to handle political affairs well in the past, he treated those ministers who were able to be his uncle and grandfather at all ages. The little emperor really didn’t have much courage, if he had not always had With the help of the general standing next to him, I was afraid that someone would have taken the throne long ago.

"Oh, I said you... If you have any difficulties, please tell me. I can help you if you tell me. If you don't tell me or give me an answer, let me wait, I... I'm really anxious to death." The Pharaoh scratched his head anxiously, as if he hated iron and steel.

The little emperor couldn't help but looked at the general standing beside him as if asking for help.

The general gave him a helpless look, but he still coughed slightly.

"Ahem..." The clear cough caught the Pharaoh's attention. Then, the general said: "Senior, the situation in our country is not like Shi Huanguo, and our emperor has his own difficulties. If you directly I promised that there will be some problems in the country in the future, I hope seniors can understand. Why not, seniors will give two more days, two days later, we will give a clear answer here, okay?"