My summons are weird

Chapter 816 812. The lion is dormant

The weather in the Storm Territory is very good today. The cold wind beating hard against the earth is showing its fatigue. The warm sunshine has filled the earth for the first time in a long time. The rare warming has melted the snow, but it has also made the road a little slippery. Along the way, Wendy has seen more than one maid using magic power to clean the icy road and clean the crispy ice edges.

While she was admiring the winter ornamental plants blooming in the flower garden, the head maid with proper etiquette and good looks served her scented tea, along with Zenil's apology.

"The lord is currently discussing territory matters with the consuls, so you may have to wait for a while. Your lord has asked the chef of the mansion to prepare exquisite afternoon tea for you. If you need anything else, please feel free to call us."

Wendy nodded slightly, and waited until the head maid left before taking off her mask and staring at the petals floating in the scented tea - colorful and fragrant.

Wendy didn't know if there were flowers like this in Oroen. She remembered that the sky was pink and purple, and the plants... also had a strange smell.

From the book, she saw plants, animals, and monsters that had become extinct in Oroun, but they only stayed on paper until, as the commander of the legion, she went out to sea for the first time with the exploration ship. After countless days and nights, she traveled across Storm after storm set foot on a continent that was fragmented but had normal magic power.

The sweet and warm taste slid down her throat and into her belly, which made her take two more sips with satisfaction.

Magic power cannot detect individuals who use demon suppression, and vice versa. Wendy raised her head when she heard steady footsteps.

The warm sunlight was blocked by his tall body, casting a slanting shadow long enough to include Wendy, while also outlining his tall and sculpture-like body.

"I deeply apologize for being so slow to treat you, Miss Wendy."

Zenil and her secretary Leticia sat across from the stone table. Wendy glanced in the direction they came from, and there were no followers there, not even internal guards responsible for guarding.

He was so confident that he not only personally ordered the internal guards not to search him and remove his armor, but he even dared to communicate with him face to face.

Or maybe, is this conceit?

Zenil just sat on the chair majestically, looking at Wendy with a calm yet slightly aggressive gaze. Everything happened only in a brief moment. After his eyes narrowed slightly and opened again, he looked like a lion. After taking a nap, everything became peaceful again, and the slight smile appeared like the friendly big brother next door.

"But I'm also curious. You are preparing to invade the entire Mera and are currently in fierce conflict with the Dawn Territory. Why are you looking for me?" Zenil put his chin on his fist playfully, "Do you need any help from me for Oroen? ?”

The conversation got straight to the point. Wendy gently took off her visor, revealing an attractive appearance that could make Xenir raise an eyebrow.

Thanks to this subtle change in his expression, Wendy realized that he, whose emotional fluctuations seemed not so obvious, had ordinary people's desires and impulses.

According to the information provided by Wuye, the only person Zenil had actively pursued was Sera, the former God-chosen God of the Theocracy, and it was out of desire for conquest, not love. She was very curious about what happened to Zenil at that moment just now. Which emotion?

"Lord Zenil, you seem to be silent during this protracted magic wave?"

Chaos, the ladder to heaven for ambitious people, and the magic tide give every ambitious person equal opportunities. However, in this turbulent moment, Zenil, who seems to have the most advantage and is rated as full of charisma by Wu Ye, is silent. for five whole years.

In five years, Tanya of the Green Shade Territory made the entire Mela look at her. Roye of the Roye Principality rebuilt homes for countless homeless abandoned people from the wasteland of the northern border that was waiting for development. .

While all the major forces in Meira were jumping up and down like rams in heat, waiting for the right time to start shuffling the cards, Zenil seemed to be invisible in Meera.

Occupying the former royal capital of Solon, the vast land in the middle of the prosperous Solon, the Storm Territory is very quiet. Mera's big and small affairs seem to have nothing to do with the people here. Zenil is like a statue, returned to him The position where I should be standing is neither participating nor taking a stand, letting you have the storm.

But it's not like he didn't do anything.

Wendy saw the wealth of the Storm Territory with her own eyes. Compared to the chaotic territory outside, the security here was like heaven, with orderly streets, dignified knights, roving mages who felt at ease, and thousands of peaceful families in the territory. The lights made Wendy admire her from the bottom of her heart when she stepped here, and she felt the... undercurrent hidden under the calmness of the Storm Territory!

Just like the dozing lion in front of him at this moment, he quietly inspected everything that was happening on this continent, looking for the right opportunity, and then struck out like thunder, tearing apart all the obstacles that hindered him from realizing his ambitions.

"You want me to stop being silent?"

"Oroun can provide Lord Xenir with the strength to realize his ambitions."

"You mean, suppress the demon?"

"The lord knows a lot."

Zenil said frankly: "Morning Leader has shared a lot with us and they are very generous."

"Knowing that you are unable to resist and looking forward to the assistance of other forces, as a person who is about to be destroyed, you will naturally be generous."

Zenil did not refute or respond, with an elusive smile still hanging on his lips.

"Let me talk about suppressing demons. Lord Xenir, don't you want to have the power to crush other orders in the Dawn Territory and establish a new era?"

"Your tone makes me feel that this power is omnipotent, but my intuition tells me that you are not just out of boredom and only showing off your force to conquer all directions."

"Then don't you want to experience this power?"

Zenil showed interest. He stood up and mobilized his magic power: "Come on, let me feel it."

"Don't you need the inner guard to provide you with some protection?" Wendy suggested proactively.

Zenil's tone remained calm: "No need."

The fog around Wendy began to spread, and the whirlpool condensed in Zeniel's hand was like a candle flame. The secretary, Leticia, stared at Wendy warily, and would explode instantly if the situation went wrong.

The contact started and ended very quickly. Zeniel twirled his fingers, thoughtfully recalling the feelings just now.

Wendy had seen this look before.

After coming to Mera, she showed this power in front of a tribe's magician and allowed him to attack her.

After being resolved one after another in an understatement, the magician inevitably became shaken by the power he had mastered. Faced with the knowledge thrown out by him, he eagerly accepted it.

Wendy didn't think that a character like Zenil would be like this, but feelings were the beginning of seeds taking root and sprouting, and anything was possible.

"What do you want?" Zeniel opened his eyes.

Wendy looked directly into his eyes and suddenly smiled.

At this moment, she realized that Zenil had no respect for the power of suppressing demons, and the inquiry was just out of curiosity and... polite perfunctory.

There were some words that didn’t need to be clarified. Wendy’s silence made Zeniel laugh out loud.

"Oroun only wants half a Mera. That's what I originally wanted to say, but His Majesty Xenir obviously won't be interested."

"I'm sorry for wasting your precious time."

“It’s not wasted, but rather, it’s been fruitful.”

"Then I would be deeply honored."

Zenil stood up and took the initiative to see him off. At his signal, the head maid brought out several bottles of the same perfume that Wendy carried with her, but Wendy refused.

“I’ll be visiting Sligo soon and I’ve heard from people in Mera that they have the best there.”

Zenil's cold and hard facial lines trembled slightly because of these words. After controlling his facial muscles, he temporarily changed his words.

"I hope you get what you want."

Wendy left, and Zeniel was still sitting on the chair, playing with the tea cup.

Leticia was puzzled: "Why did she end the conversation suddenly?"

"Because she is a smart person and knows that the chips in her hand are not attractive to me. Extraneous conversations are meaningless and just a waste of time." Zenier said, "And her purpose has been achieved, confirming my thoughts. , By the way...why do you think she is so ostentatious?"

Leticia suddenly realized: "Let others see..."

"Soon, others will know that I met with Oroun's legion commander privately. Hmm... a dirty little trick."

"Your Majesty, the black owl can..." The head of the black owl who came over asked for help.

Zenil waved his hand to stop him: "We are not needed."

He picked up the still warm tea and put it in Leticia's hand. Seeing her blushing and eating it, he continued.

"She is very smart. This smartness is useful to many people in Mela, but not Noel. Common sense does not work with Noel."

After following Zenil back to the study, Black Owl reported: "The Dawn Territory has been fighting fiercely with the messengers and vanguards of the Oroun [Penetration] Legion for several days. Based on the information obtained from the last contact, it is inferred that the other party has completed the assembly of the legion. , a preliminary tentative attack will begin at any time.”

Xenir saw the black owl's worry.

"Are you thinking that in this continent-level crisis, we should unite and cooperate and provide help to Chenxi?"

The black owl nodded.

"Now is not the time for us to take action. For a long time, you have underestimated the Dawn Leader too much, and you have also underestimated the capabilities of those lords. Don't think that the Dawn Leader is vulnerable. The huge waves set off by Oroen may not be It can make the morning light dim, after all...they are the ones who forced me to join the game."

Leticia's eyes widened.

Enter...

Zenil once talked about the competition between him and Tanya in the dead of night, stroking her back.

"There are hands that push and guide, allowing Tanya and I to compete, show a new order that can overthrow the old school, and play the song of the new era."

At that time, Zenil did not say who those hands were, but at this moment, she suddenly understood.

"Your Majesty, since you noticed it from the beginning, why do you still..."

Zenil raised the corners of his mouth and stared at the painting titled "Storm Night Banquet" hanging on the wall.

This is a masterpiece that he collaborated with several famous painters to complete after the magic wave started. It depicts the birthday party where he and Lu Yu first met.

Everyone on the screen was lifelike. The glutton who was supposed to be standing in the middle of the hall feasting was standing in the corridor on the second floor with him. Not far away, Sera in a formal dress was smiling and raising a glass to invite a drink.

Together, they looked down at the bohemian nobles below, embracing and dancing, drinking and drinking.

"Leticia, sometimes you have to be involved in the situation to know where the thread that is playing with you comes from."

This is also the reason why Zenil chose to lie dormant. After the old school system collapsed with the undead natural disaster, he no longer had the desire to stand on the stage built by Lu Yu and continue to dance - their common enemy was dead, so keep a distance. Just stay in awe and respect each other.

If there is no conflict of interest, there is no need to invite yourself into a self-restrained beast.

It's a pity that his good sister seemed to have been standing on the stage and never came down.

It seemed that she enjoyed the mask Lu Yu prepared for her and was happy to see the crowd cheering for her.

But isn’t it tiring to wear a mask for a lifetime?

Zenil ordered: "Before the Dawn Territory officially asks us for help, conserve our combat power. What we should worry about is Oroun opening up other battlefields. Maybe the fire we have to put out in the future will not be the Dawn Territory, but somewhere else. "