My Empire

With this expectation and hope, Falai, the envoy of the elven tribe, said: "Our intention, I believe Greken has notified you...We hope to find a territory and develop there with peace of mind."

"This Alanhill is not opposed." Chris said with a smile: "However, the Alanhill Empire needs to develop. It is a worrying thing to find a strong and unclear country as a neighbor. ."

Having said that, he simply said the truth: "I don't know what the elves are doing, so please tell the truth. If you fail to fulfill your promise... Ailan Hill has the right to make his own response."

"Your Majesty, what is the reaction you are talking about... what is it?" Falai was taken aback for a moment, and then subconsciously asked.

In his long life, he had never heard of the fact that the elves were threatened by opponents. In fact, even the arrogant and powerful dragons would not talk to the elves like this.

Of course, the emperor sitting in front of him is not a dragon, but he still has the capital to speak like this. However, the elves at this moment are still unwilling to admit it.

"I don't know if you have heard of ... nuclear weapons?" Chris asked coldly.

Faley, the envoy of the elves, shook his head and said, "I have never heard of such things. Our elves are no longer willing to fight for disputes. We plan to live a peaceful life until the end of the world."

"Well, I hope you don't forget what you said to me today." Chris nodded, and then talked about other topics.

He inquired about the current situation of the elves and found that the remaining elves were already weak. Many high-level magicians have hidden illnesses, and the tree of life, as the foundation of the elves, has also begun to wither.

On the other hand, the war with the demons caused the elves to deplete their reserves. The wealth accumulated over countless years has almost been used up. This group of elves are now a group of beggars, just beggars with higher status.

As for what will happen to these beggars in the future, as long as they don't cause trouble to Ailan Hill, they can do whatever they love! Anyway, whether it's a demon or an elven race, Chris's idea is very simple, just eradicate all the obstacles.

"We have never repented what the elves promised." Falai, the special envoy of the elves, vowed and emphasized.

However, he went on to say: "But your Majesty, I have to emphasize that your pollution to the natural environment... is really heinous! If you don't respect nature, you will naturally retaliate."

Well, these elves are a group of desperate environmentalists? Chris was immediately lacking in interest in this very powerful race.

When he was about to finish, he heard only the envoy of the elves, Falay, continue to say: "We can provide you with many planting techniques, and even help your plants grow better... But, Your Majesty, we need a Commitment, a commitment to improve the environment and protect nature."

This is interesting, the other party turned out to be a group of natural farmers who grow food! Chris felt that he could finally make the most of these peasants sent from heaven. Although the other party is a group of farmers with strong environmentalism, they are also farmers, aren't they?

The opponent also has some magic techniques that can be used to help increase the output of agricultural products! In this way, at least Ailan Hill's food problem was completely resolved.

"Well, we are indeed going to deal with the environmental pollution problem... but all of this will have to wait for the devil to be defeated." Chris nodded and agreed to the other party's request, making the other party instantly feel that he is a very well-meaning emperor.

Falai laughed excitedly and praised: "You are one of the wisest emperors I have ever seen! May the Moon God bless you..."

Uh, Chris felt that he had to remind the other party that in the world before he traveled, the word wise was actually a bit misled by netizens.

In addition, he is very curious now, blessing the other party is the moon **** bless you, then if it is fighting, is it the famous sentence... on behalf of the moon to destroy you?

Since the elves didn't care about Ailan Hill's environmental pollution, or that the other party maintained restraint, then Ailan Hill didn't mind showing his generosity in some aspects.

Chris felt that he needed to show the tolerance and friendliness of the world's largest empire in the future. He promised: "If the elves enter Gricken, we are willing to provide some help within our capacity. "

"That's great. We have many people in need of help. When our people arrive, I will contact you as soon as possible, Your Majesty Chris." The elves were not polite at all, and directly accepted Ailan Hill's advice. Gift.

This made Chris a little embarrassed, and he didn't expect that he would accept a few polite sentences. Under normal circumstances, at this time, shouldn't the other party say a few words without saying no, and then oneself with a few words casually to complete this conversation?

The result is all right now. The other party even nodded in agreement. If a lion opens his mouth again, then Ailan Hill, the international big brother, will feel a bit taken by the way.

Soon, Chris ended the awkward conversation with Faley, the elven envoy, and then waited for Mr. Morak, the elder of the dwarf clan.

Who would have thought that the atmosphere in this conversation was even more embarrassing, so embarrassing that Chris felt a little unreal.

After Elder Morakot saw Chris, he calmly said an amazing idea. The shocked Chris couldn't speak at all, even making a shocked expression.

I only heard Elder Morakot talking to himself there, and he was still talking with new clarity, as if all this had become a reality.

He opened his mouth and said to Chris: "Your Majesty, the great Emperor Ailan Hill, do you have any discrimination against race? For example, for the dwarves, we like to have all kinds of long beards, and we are also very tall. A little shorter than normal humans, do you think these things are unbearable?"

"Uh..." Chris doesn't have any genes for racial discrimination. He lives in a country that doesn't discriminate against foreigners, and even fawns on foreigners for some reason. But when someone asked this, he was still lost in thought.

In the hopeful eyes of the dwarf elder Morakot, he gave his answer, and then fell into a more depressing situation: "Theoretically, I do not discriminate against the dwarves. I heard that you are hospitable and loyal. , Tenacity..."

"If the dwarves come to Ellen Hill, would you like to accept... about 1.1 million people... They are all capable, have fighters who can fight, and women who can farm..." Morak, the dwarf elder Speaking of his own thoughts, it was precisely these words that shocked Chris could not speak.

"We have the best craftsmen, if you are willing to train, they can build many advanced for you... I'm sorry, I think using advanced to describe dwarf equipment is a kind of blasphemy to Ailan Hill. We can help you We still have many secrets and crafts to build the equipment you need." Morak was aside, bragging about his race.

Then, just listen to him continue to say: "After I go back, I can convince Sumorai, the king of dwarves, that he will agree with me. He can abdicate and become a Grand Duke of Ailan Hill. I have inquired about it. You have one Grand Duke Higgs, one more Dwarf Grand Duke is not a problem."

Then, without waiting for Chris to speak, he started talking again: "We can send out 100,000 soldiers to fight for you. They are all very good fighters. We promise to abide by the law, as long as there is wine... enough wine. That's it."

Chris felt that the elves and the dwarves sent such two people as special envoys, it was a rhythm of seeking death.

The elves are arrogant and honest, and they are willing to disguise themselves. If he can settle things, Allan Hill's diplomat Strider can be called the diplomatic hegemon.

As for the dwarf in front of him, he just said a few words, he is about to sell his race, and it is packaged and sold at retail price as a whole, as if he is afraid that Ailan Hill is not willing to take over.

"If your Majesty needs you, we can swear allegiance to you. In short, we are very sincere and hope to join Ailan Hill and become a part of Ailan Hill." Morak said to himself.

Chris finally walked out of the "holy emperor" illusion of "a foreign race and a domestic attachment", looked at Morakot, smiled and said, "You are very similar to my imperial concubine Vivian."

"I am very similar to her?" Morak was a little puzzled, frowned and asked: "Which way are you talking about?"

However, he was still very happy in his heart. He and the other's imperial concubine had something in common, which could bring the relationship closer, and even develop it. It was also possible to become a guest of His Majesty the Emperor.

"Just like talking." Chris spread his hands and continued: "I am very interested in the things that are enclosed, but you always have to talk about it, what is the price I have to pay?"

"I hope that the dwarves can get... Now all the industrial technology of Ailan Hill... We dwarves have always admired technology. In order to learn the real technology and touch the truth of the God of Craftsman, we are willing to give everything. ..." Morakot replied solemnly.

"I gave you all the technology, and then you left with the technology?" Chris sneered and joked: "It's like you left the elves?"

"Different! Your Majesty! We have never been loyal to a country. We are together with the elves, but a cooperative relationship, not attachment. Also, please don't underestimate the loyalty of our dwarves, we will not betray!" Morak Explained seriously.