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Wu Ming looked at his adjutant in surprise, a candidate arranged for him by the vampire Ziya, a high-level mage... the Argonian Olanli.

Regarding this, Wu Ming also asked Ziya about the reason. The reason is very simple. The elves are actually a race that depends on blood. For example, Wu Ming is half human and half ghost. This identity is actually easy to be discriminated against by the elves, and it can make people

There are really not many races that the elves are interested in. The most suitable one in the entire business alliance is the Argonian Olanli. Although he is an Argonian, he has dragon blood at least. This alone is barely enough. Anyway,

Wu Ming makes the decision on everything when he goes out, just use Olan Li as a microphone.

Now Olanli is the microphone.

"Is there a dinner party tonight? Is this the diplomatic etiquette of the alliance, or the diplomatic etiquette of the Elf Empire?" Wu Ming asked strangely.

Olanli was still very excited about being elected as the adjutant. Seeing Wu Ming getting better and better, he slowly, or rather slowly in the front, felt faster and faster in the back that he was not strong enough or capable, or in other words

It is completely incompatible with Wu Ming's current power. He has always felt that he might be marginalized at any time. This appointment as the diplomatic adjutant of the Elf Empire allowed him to make a lot of preparations in advance.

Olanli immediately said: "Yes, according to the elven empire's usual habits and records, they usually make allocations based on the opponent's race, strength, and closeness to the elves. Usually, the less important, the weaker.

The longer the mission, the longer it will have to wait. According to our prior estimates, we are expected to be scheduled to start heading towards the Elf City on the third day, and starting the dinner party today is definitely not normal."

"In other words... is there a conspiracy?" Wu Ming nodded secretly, and then said to Olanli: "Then let everyone pay attention to their discretion, uh, it may be to spy on our secrets... Then you say, there is

Is there some kind of magic that can reveal our secrets?"

Olanli thought for a while and then said: "The magic of the elves ranks first among all races. What is their magical secret lock? There is no way for the outside world to speculate. Maybe there is some magic that can do this, but it is absolutely impossible.

I have no idea. For example, I am a high-level magician. I can detect high-level magic and below, and there will be fluctuations as long as I use it. However, I may not be able to do anything about legendary magic..."

"If it's magic fluctuations, then I'm really not afraid. Is there any kind of magic fluctuation that is not strong, but can detect the secrets in our hearts?" Wu Ming asked again.

Olanli immediately shook his head and said: "This is impossible. The stronger the effect of magic, the stronger the fluctuation. It is absolutely impossible to have such a strong effect but no fluctuation, even with super magic techniques.

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"That's fine, we just need to be more careful." Wu Ming nodded.

On the other side, Ilúvatar was holding a golden magic scroll and stroking it carefully. Next to her, the adjutant Melkor asked: "Princess, do you really want to use this magic lock? Although I am not an important magic fan.

Lock, but part of the truth-telling technique is also a magical mystery lock."

Ilúvatar said: "You also know that I have a strange intuition that can sense whether something is serious or not. Although it is ineffective when facing existences that are too high level, it is generally accurate. When he shook his head slightly before

At that time, I had a strong hunch that what he was thinking must be very, very important, and you have experienced his strength. Rank evaluation is meaningless for this kind of peerless overlord.

It's not like there have never been incidents where non-saint generals and saints' bodies were destroyed. Ordinary truth-telling and true-knowledge magic either couldn't affect him or were noticed by him. This was a diplomatic dispute. After all, he was behind the scenes.

With the support of two His Highnesses, doing this will tarnish the reputation of our elves."

"This partial truth-telling technique is actually used by many nobles and high-level people. It is generally used in less important banquets or happy occasions. It is similar to the kind used when one is drunk. There are many words and there are many truths, but it needs to be explored.

The things he cares about most will become impossible. The more confidential it is, the harder it is to say it, but he will say it if he feels it is not confidential."

When Ilúvatar said this, she gave the scroll to Melkor and said: "During the banquet arrangement, I used this magic scroll, and then added some magic with sound and light effects to cover up the fluctuations of this magic mystery.

Its fluctuations are very slight, and the lasting effect is six hours on site, which is enough."

At that moment, Melkor didn't say anything more and went directly to decorate the venue.

The elves' dinner was attended by the town's top celebrities, big businessmen, and some government officials. When Wu Ming waited for the envoys to arrive at the venue, there were probably hundreds of people in the entire venue.

, and in this venue there is a shimmer like sunlight, a slight fragrance, and even music that sounds automatically, but there is no band or anything like that. Obviously these are all magic effects.

Wu Ming sensed and analyzed it, and found that there were indeed several field-type magics in the entire venue, but they were all small magics, and there was no such large-scale magic. At that moment, he felt at ease, and nodded slightly to the people behind him, and then walked into the venue first.

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The dinner venue arranged by the elves is in a glorious hall. This hall looks similar to the megalithic pillar-shaped hall in ancient Greece, but it is more artistic, more beautiful, more grand and grand, and this dinner is similar to

It's like a Western buffet, where people who enter can take whatever food they want, and there are waiters holding wine glasses and drinks, and there are people chatting with each other.

At this time, Ilúvatar walked towards Wu Ming. She smiled and nodded slightly to Wu Ming, then turned around and said to the elves: "Welcome our distinguished guests, the envoys from the Business Alliance."

The elves at the banquet reservedly clapped their hands a few times, but did not introduce a word. The elves also reservedly talked to each other in low voices, and did not seem to pay much attention to Wu Ming.

Wu Ming didn't think it was anything. On the contrary, the lack of attention made him feel more comfortable. He smiled at Ilúvatar and nodded, eating and drinking at the banquet casually. The elven delicacies did have a different flavor.

The taste is just too bland, there is a lot of meat, but there is no chili or anything...

At this time, Ilúvatar walked up to Wu Ming with a glass of green wine. She smiled and said: "Mr. Wu Ming, does the food of our elves suit your appetite?"

Wu Ming nodded and said casually: "The taste is okay, but it's a bit too bland. For example, the barbecue just now would be better if I added some chili peppers. And the fish, just steaming it won't be strong. If you bring it

The braised one will probably be better.”

Ilúvatar nodded along, as if she was trying to remember the shortcomings Wu Ming mentioned. The etiquette, demeanor, etc. were impeccable. In addition, she was wearing a gauze dress like a fairy dress, which was not revealing at all.

She is also extremely good-looking, and her appearance alone is enough to outshine all the women around her.

Wu Ming raised his gaze, looked at Ilúvatar's face and said, "The clothes are so beautiful, and so is the person."

Ilúvatar smiled and said: "Thank you Mr. Wu Ming for the compliment. Speaking of which, how did Mr. Wu Ming see our elves?"

Wu Ming said casually: "Big..."

Having said this, he moved his gaze downwards, then coughed and said: "It's very good. Civilization, etiquette, art, and people's happiness are all very good."

He actually wanted to say "big enemy", but he immediately realized that this was a friendly exchange after all. It was an envoy after all. If he said "big enemy" when he came, he was probably an enemy, right?

Ilúvatar's face turned slightly red, and she was slightly angry, but after all, she had received the best etiquette education since she was a child. She calmly turned her body slightly and said, "How does it compare to the Business Alliance?"

Wu Ming took a glass of wine from the passing attendant. He took a sip, nodded and said: "I like the mint flavor... It must be a hundred times better than the Business Alliance, no matter from the perspective of people's livelihood,

Whether it is in terms of wealth, social progress and development, or military strength, the size and strength of the Elf Empire is more than a hundred times that of the Business Alliance, which is simply incomparable."

Ilúvatar smiled. She picked up the wine glass and raised it slightly to show courtesy to Wu Ming. Then she told Wu Ming some of the customs and customs of the Elf Empire, or the food and delicacies, or the art of wine. Her attitude was gentle,

Her voice is delicate and crisp, and just listening to it makes you drunk. Talking to her really feels like spring breeze.

Wu Ming's initial guarded heart gradually relaxed. After this kind of conversation, he also felt that these elves really knew how to enjoy themselves. At least, he had never experienced such a banquet in the Business Alliance. Of course,

It also has something to do with the racial composition of the Business Alliance. From an aesthetic point of view, all elves are handsome men and beauties in the eyes of humans, while in the Business Alliance, except for the high-level goblins and vampires, other races...

Do you expect to have a relationship with a zombie lady? Or do you expect to chat and laugh with a skeleton?

Thinking of this, Wu Ming said casually: "You elves are really good-looking."

Ilúvatar was stunned for a moment. She immediately understood the meaning of the word appearance. She smiled and said nothing. She felt that it was almost done. Wu Ming probably also let down his guard, so he could ask some questions about why he treated the elves so much.

It's a look of regret and disdain.

Thinking of this, Ilúvatar took another sip of wine, thinking about how to bring up this topic from the side. At this time, Wu Ming took another drink from a female attendant. His eyes turned and he raised it.

At the height of Ilúvatar's face, he continued to say casually: "You elves have really big breasts."

Ilúvatar immediately spit out a mouthful of wine. Her face turned red and she said angrily: "Mr. Wu Ming, please respect yourself."

Wu Ming immediately realized that he was indeed rude. It was okay for male elves, but it was not good for female elves to say this. He immediately apologized and said while apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm too relaxed. I'm very relaxed at today's banquet."

I liked it, so I spoke unscrupulously and told the truth... No, no, I was talking nonsense. I'm sorry, I'm full of brains and talking nonsense... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this sentence is also nonsense."

Wu Ming was really embarrassed. He bowed slightly to Ilúvatar, turned around and hurried away.

Ilúvatar froze in situ in embarrassment, and there was no point in trying to catch up, because what she just said was too embarrassing, and it would be outrageous for her to catch up again, but if she didn't catch up, then what was the point of this dinner?

For a moment, Ilúvatar was overwhelmed by the wind.