The Death Knell

When Diana was eating her fourth cone, the Queen's envoy arrived.

The special envoy's face was painted like an opera singer. She didn't even bring any guards. She came alone and gracefully, knocked on the store door with a smile, attracted the attention of the three people, bowed slightly, and said in a slightly funny voice:

"Hehe, welcome the Supreme Mage of the Atrium to Alfheim. Your reputation has already spread throughout the nine realms. Today, you help us drive away the nasty trolls, which makes all the light elves very happy."

Wearing a large emerald green robe and a woolen wig, she was dressed a bit like a medieval French male noble on Earth.

But I don’t know why he is wearing a pair of square-framed sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and several gold chains of the same style as those of rappers are hanging around his neck.

But she is indeed very beautiful, even though she abused cosmetics and painted herself like a ghost. She probably made up a temporary lesson in the "makeup magic" on earth just to see Deathstroke, but the result was completely different.

But as a light elf, she has a good foundation. No matter what she looks like or what she wears, she still looks cute.

"You're welcome, it's just a little effort. Although God King Odin is no longer here and Asgard has temporarily crashed, I still have the ability to protect you. On behalf of the Earth, I will continue to fulfill the agreement you and Odin reached back then. Yes. Now, I still don’t know what to call you?”

While using language skills to transform himself from a stranger into an ally, while welcoming him warmly with a smile, Su Ming flew out of the counter, landed gently, and shook hands with the elf envoy.

The elves' handshake movements were a bit unfamiliar, as if they were not used to this kind of greeting. They more often bowed or waved.

However, her smile remained unchanged, and while holding out her soft, boneless white hands, she introduced herself:

"I am the representative of the Vale Elves in Josavgard. My friends call me 'Milk Buttercup'. I am also the Minister of Foreign Affairs of Alfheim. On behalf of our Majesty the Queen, I would like to ask you to go to the palace. For the banquet, His Majesty has prepared food and drinks, arranged singing, dancing and fireworks performances. After the meal, there are also games such as water polo and dolphin swimming to play..."

This is a very serious diplomatic situation. Both Deathstroke and Diana have received very professional training and will not laugh under normal circumstances.

The special envoy issued the invitation in a serious manner, but it would not be appropriate to laugh now.

"puff!"

However, Carol, who had no such concerns, immediately covered her mouth and backed away, her eyes turning into the look of a 'funny' villain. She suppressed a smile and peeked at the other two people, only to find that they still looked serious.

Isn't this too serious? People from DC are full of darkness. How can they hold back their laughter when hearing a country’s foreign minister called Milk Maomao?

"Well, what a good name. I mean Maomao..." Su Ming didn't know what to say.

Although we have long known that the universe is so vast and differences between civilizations are bound to exist, this name is indeed distracting.

Is this also a diplomatic strategy?

"Thank you, but you may not know us light elves very well, so the nickname is not very accurate." The minister's face turned red after being praised, and he looked very shy, but he corrected him in a coquettish tone: " My name cannot be shortened to Maomao, that is another person. If you like me and want to be my friend, you can call me 'Maomao Milk' or 'Milk Mao'."

"puff!"

This time, even Diana couldn't bear it anymore. She covered her mouth and took a few steps back. She shook her head repeatedly to show that it was okay, but quickly stood with Carol.

She had never seen anything like this in DC, and she couldn't help but laugh just imagining Deathstroke greeting the elf with the title 'Nipple Hair'.

Su Ming, who was speechless, took a deep breath. He should have asked Harley to come over if he had known earlier. Little Jelly Bean was better at dealing with people who had "disconnected brains".

But it's too late now. Looking at the elf again, she is still looking at herself with big eyes like "Blin Blin", just waiting for the Supreme Mage's answer.

"Okay, Maomao Milk, of course I am willing to be your friend, and even the friend of all the light elves." Su Ming tried his best to give a serious reply, choosing words that the elves could understand: "But the most important thing now is not I want to enjoy the banquet, but I want to meet the Flower Fairy Queen and ask about the location of the leader of the troll clan, Ulric."

"Well, we can play together next time. Please come with me." The envoy seemed a little confused, but she understood that Deathstroke wanted to see the Queen, so she started to lead the way.

At the entrance of the ice cream shop, there is a huge pumpkin cart parked. There are many large red balloons tied to the roof, and the cart is pulled by four big cats with wings. At this time, they are competing to play with one. A ball of yarn, drool makes the ball look wet and glistening in the sun.

The special envoy walked to the Pumpkin Cat Car, opened the door for the three of them, and made a gesture to invite them to get on, indicating that this was the fastest means of transportation to the palace in the sky.

The pumpkin carriage is a good one. Carol has ridden countless types of aircraft, but this is her first time. It really feels like Cinderella turning into a princess.

She was the first to get on the bus, followed by Diana, who had a somewhat complicated expression. Finally, Su Ming and the special envoy got on the bus after some pushing.

There was no driver in the car, so Milky Maomao used a little magic to control the ball of yarn, so the flying cats started flying in order to catch the ball of yarn, heading towards the palace in the sky, which was probably a 'carrot on a stick' 'Another version.

The pumpkin car didn't fly very fast. It was about the same as an ordinary helicopter. It should take some time on the way, so the special envoy started chatting again.

"I still don't quite understand, why are you looking for Yurik's location? He is a big bad guy. It's better not to meet him, right?"

"But he invaded your Alfheim. He is hiding underground somewhere underground. If you don't eliminate him, all of you will be in danger, right?" Carol took the initiative to talk to the elf. While touching the gorgeous interior of the pumpkin, he asked the other person curiously.

The sun shines in from the car window, bringing with it a touch of warmth and the scent of pumpkin. From here, you can overlook the royal city of Josavgard, which is really beautiful.

There is even a rainbow to see in their public garden, and everything looks dreamy.

"The trolls can't catch us. Although they are bad, they are stupid and clumsy." Milky Maomao patted her chest proudly, obviously having another view on the enemy's invasion. She said, "Anyway, we usually There’s no use for the underground space, and it’s so dark that it’s not fun at all. If the trolls live here, they might become friends one day.”

Diana even felt a little distressed when she heard the elf's answer. This race was too simple, and she didn't know how the God King Odin protected them in the past.

Wanting to be friends with the enemy is a superhuman spirit, but Clark has strong fighting ability to ensure that others want to be friends with him. The light elves obviously do not have that strength. (To be continued)