Chapter 8 Participation in round tables
Time: Early morning of March 5, 23 years of the Black Gate / Location: Eastern Kingdom - Dark City - Magic Zone - Psychic Residence
Old Jeremiah lifted the tablecloth to reveal the little boy who was trembling underneath, about seven or eight years old, a little scared, and whoow cried out in fright when he saw the faces of me and Finn. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Finn asked, "Uncle! What's going on??"
Old Jeremia's face began to shrink, and he walked back to the couch, sat down, and said sadly, "He's my grandson... ā
Finn looked surprised and seemed a little regretful.
I wondered, "What's the matter? He's a relative of the old man!"
Finn said: "No, the {Undercity} strictly prohibits the living from entering, and this is also the way to go, ordinary humans dare not set foot in the territory of {Undercity}, but if you come in disguise, it is an act of espionage." If we get caught again, then ... ā
Afterwards, Finn didn't have to say that if he was caught, the child would be killed.
"How can there be such a thing? Regardless of life or death, it is natural to live with relatives!"
Finn: "Brother, this is the law, and there is no need to think about whether it is right or not. ā
"I don't care, old uncle, you can help me get my two friends back first. I'm going to buy you some herbs for detoxification. With that, I called Finn over and asked in his ear, "Where does the queen live?" and I will ask her to change the law. ā
Finn was shocked, his hair stood on end, and the leather band on the back of his head popped out: "Man, ************, the lowly are the smartest! I thought you were a smart person, but who knew you were a big fool! If you venture to confront the Queen, you will be immediately dismantled by the [Royal Terror Guard], this is no joke." ā
"Brother Finn, don't worry, I have my own way. Just tell me where the palace is. ā
Finn: "Why are you looking for death? I won't tell you. ā
"Then I'll just ask anyone, I think anyone can tell me the location of the palace!"
Finn: "Oh, forget it, if you go by yourself, you'll be hacked to death at the gate, I'll take you there!, but remember, speak to the queen with humility and tact, and don't just say that old Jeremiah has a living grandson." ā
"Okay, thank you, let's go! ā
I looked back again, and the boy was snuggled at Grandpa's feet, while old Jeremiah was intently removing bullets and machetes from my two friends, and then stitching up the wounds.
I followed Finn out of the hut, and by some point, Finn's red skeleton horse had already run to the Ring River in the Magic District on its own. Finn got on his horse with one leg and pulled me up with one hand.
The Central Trade District and several surrounding areas are separated by a green underground river with the latest preservatives to provide free protection when the water droplets evaporate. We galloped along the river around the city, and in a moment the skeleton horses stopped, and the majestic gate and several red-clad guards with chopping knives stood in front of them.
Fein dismounted, and handed the reins to one of the guards, who asked timidly, "General Finn, why are you here?" ā
Finn: "For the sake of the victory of the forsaken! ā
The guard glanced at me, but didn't dare to ask more. With Fein leading the way, no one dared to stop us or say a word.
After walking on the corridor leading to the main hall of the Imperial Palace, the main hall took on its appearance. The hall is circular and surrounded by eight purlins, with two statues of female elves sandwiched between the three on the front, the one on the left holding a bow and arrows, and the one on the right holding a mechanical crossbow. There was a huge round table in the center of the hall, around which more than a dozen generals were sitting.
Finn: "Brother, you wait a minute. We'll have to finish our meeting and talk to the Queen about you privately. ā
I was placed at the end of the corridor outside the main hall by Finn, and the soldiers on either side of me secretly licked the machetes in their hands and tried to scare me, but I didn't care, there are such foxes and tigers everywhere, just don't be angry with them.
I looked closely at the people at the round table, and because of the distance, the generals on the side could not see their faces. All I could see was the lady on the throne and the two to her left and right.
The queen was not tall, wearing a ranger's coat and carrying a white bone longbow on her back, the owner of the bones was unknown to what kind of animal, I thought it might be part of the dragon's back, but I was not sure. She carried a carapace quiver wrapped in blue scales around her waist, clinging to her shorts and skin. She wears a pair of black riding boots that wrap around the rest below the knee.
Lady Sylvanas had a noble temperament, but also a little gloomy and serious, and a strand of black hair peeking out from under the hood lined her flat forehead. Her eyes were filled with a tranquil pool of water full of stories, as if the cherry-like mouth was an ornament, and her eyes alone could convey all the pain in the world.
It's the first time I've seen a noble elf, even though she's died once, like me. The cold temperament of her body seems to reject people thousands of miles away, but the ecstasy of the body can turn the strongest warrior into a groveling softie.
To her left sat a lady dressed in black, who was also a beautiful and majestic archer, and although she had a beautiful countenance, she was obscured by the beauty of her countenance, and she was now sitting on her knees, clasping her hands in front of her chest, squeezing her plump breasts out in two arcs, and the black lightning stripes under her eyelids revealed her actual age.
On the other side of the queen was a creature that made people look a little frightened, with two golden and green horns on his head, a pair of fanned ears on both sides, his chin was a little forward, two bloody fangs stuck out of his lips, his eyeballs were pure black without distinguishing the whites of his pupils, and there were no eyebrows on his eyes, only two flesh purlins. He was tall and broad-shouldered, encased in a green and silver steel armor. Now he was talking to the queen in a gesture.
The queen didn't look at him, nor did she speak, but just put one hand on her forehead, and two sharp eyes instantly locked on me, making me look embarrassed and uncomfortable.
The queen suddenly interrupted the monster and exclaimed, "Finn, have your friends come and listen!"
Finn: "Ah? How can this work? The meeting is a confidential matter for the Avengers, so how can outsiders listen to it?"
Queen: "It's okay... ā
The ministers wondered, and began to whisper, and the monster interrupted by the queen looked annoyed, probably feeling that he was not being treated with due respect, and his lips moved a few times, some scolding of the king.
I was escorted by several guards from the gate to the high platform in the center of the hall, I didn't know whether I should stand or sit, the queen sneered: "Give Jay for me... Bring a chair for this child. ā
This guy knows my name is Jace, and I'm so famous? But then I think about it, the dead man with a huge hole in his chest is so conspicuous that I'll have to cover this wound later, and then again, which bastard stripped me of my clothes after I died?
Soon, several undead guards brought a skeletal carved wooden chair from the compartment and inserted it directly across from the queen, and I sat down embarrassedly and smiled stiffly at the generals around me. To my left was an empty chair, and to my right was a human undead woman with her feet crossed, with long shawl hair, but a little dry and split ends, she was also beautiful, but her temperament was a little frivolous. Beside her sat a spiral-patterned black iron scythe, and anyone who wielded it could use spells or rely on their superior skills to defeat their enemies.
The queen turned her head slightly and looked at the lady in black on her left: "Let me introduce you in turn, this is the leader of the polluters [Onejuus], mainly responsible for intelligence and assassination. ā
Onijusa beckoned to me impatiently.
The queen glanced at the monster on her right hand again: "This is my Grand Chancellor [Varimatus]. For such a superficial and sloppy introduction, the prime minister "cut" slightly, and stopped looking at me in a blink of an eye.
The queen withdrew her right hand with her head and pointed to the person to the left of Onijus: "This is the Grand Pharmacist of the Royal Apothecary Society [Faranil]"
Faraniel, a pale old undead who wore square black-rimmed glasses and a mischievous pigtail at the back of his head, stood up, and I saluted with my hands crossed over his chest, as I did as the defenders of the Undercity, and he smiled kindly at me sincerely, and paid my respects with his characteristic courtesy.
The queen continued: "This is the great pharmacist [Putres], he is [Faraniel]'s right-hand man, and he is the vice president of the Pharmacists Association. He had a whole sheep's bone mask on his face, so he couldn't tell what it was, and he nodded slowly to me with all the respect he deserved.
Queen: "This dwarf (the queen obviously doesn't like this race) is the tinkerer [Bright Flame Muskino]. The chubby guy snorted, then opened his mouth with a missing part of his jaw and smirked at me.
The queen skipped Fein and introduced the woman next to me directly: "This is the protector marshal of [Avenger's Arrow], the witch of the sky [Sharindra]"
Sharindra licked her lips with her still-pink tongue and winked at me again. I shuddered, this wasn't just as frivolous as she looked.
After that, the queen introduced several strange undead. I finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in my chair again.
The topics they discussed did not pique my interest, and they had been discussing the consolidation and survival of the Avengers after their founding.
The Queen's repeated emphasis on the word 'freedom' is that the Scourge has shattered the shackles of the Avengers, and we are no longer the Lich King's lethal tools, so the will to be free is extremely precious at this time.
The great pharmacists [Faranier] and [Putres] presented the research report of the new version of the preservative. The recipe of the potion is not as complicated as you might think, and most of the ingredients are common preservative herbs. Don't look like a starving homeless man on the side of the street, I know a thing or two about pharmacology and therapeutics, but I don't want to disturb the Queen, I have more difficult things to ask her.
In the last two hours of the meeting, the real threat was brought to the table. Agents of the Polluter have discovered the disappearance of King Varian of the human kingdom of Stormwind, and an unheard of female regent is gradually taking control of Stormwind's military and political power, and she is trying to advance the country's territory to {Arathi Heights}, which directly threatens the area controlled by Undercity.
The meeting decided to send Ghost King-level general Finn to attack the {Stormwind} Human Vanguard in the [Arathi Heights], with the goal of destroying the banner of Stormwind and removing the head of [Captain Clay].
There were also some diplomatic matters, and after a month of intense negotiations by Foreign Minister [Kim Horn], the Avenger Arrow finally joined the new tribe of orcs established by the Great Chief. The Grand Chieftain Saar is also now on a firm footing, in order to improve relations with the member countries of the tribe. The queen decided to have [Old Kim] personally escort the tribute to the orc capital {Orgrimmar}, where he met with the great chief of the entire tribe [Sal], and offered the Avengers a gift to the orcs.
When the meeting was over, everyone saluted the queen and dispersed. It was just me and Finn, and the Queen, who had a sleepy expression.
The queen's name is Sylvanas Wind Chaser, and she was originally a ranger general in the elven kingdom of Quel'Thalas. Captured alive and tortured to death by the Death Knight Arthas in the war about a year ago, she led the Avengers to free the Lich King's mind control and establish a nation. Her heroic and unyielding will is a role model for the people of Avenger's Arrow. However, due to the fact that she was a High Elf during her lifetime, Queen Xi was a bit unruly and arrogant. And because the national hatred and family hatred deeply rooted in her heart are too heavy, she is a little paranoid.
At this time, I was even more nervous with the absence of those officials. Fein saw the clue, opened his mouth to break the embarrassment for me, and said to the queen humbly: "Without investigation, there is no right to speak, my majesty, my little brother has something to ask for, but you have to promise the last general first, don't be angry after listening." ā
Sylvanas didn't have a hint of expression on his face, "What's the matter?"
Finn glanced at me, and I got the signal, and hurriedly said, "Your Excellency, I have a friend whose relatives are not dead. I want them to live together. But because the law does not allow it, I now ask the queen to be gracious and amend the law... ā
The queen glared: "Bold!" ććććććććććććććććććććććććććć (Rabbit pen Kang slugging cow)
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