"Why would you appoint such a person as an envoy?" Richard frowned slightly.

In his opinion, descriptions such as "you don't make mistakes, but you make up for them when the situation is unfavorable" is basically synonymous with mediocrity and incompetence. Coupled with the princely suffix, it is difficult for him not to suspect that he is a high-level relation.

"It's not easy to get the victory you deserve step by step when the conditions are favorable. Dupont was obviously very clear about the thoughts of a frivolous teenager like Richard, and said with a smile, "Prince Schmidt is definitely a mature official, although he may not be outstanding, but he can definitely be trusted, and you can rest assured of this." ”

After chatting about business, a few people gossiped for a while.

First, Dupon stood at the height of the Magister and made as superficial an interpretation of today's advanced magical theories as possible. This fat old man is indeed very good at talking, and such boring things seem interesting in his mouth, and the lord is faintly envious and yearning in his heart.

Then Richard picked out a few insensitive anecdotes from the Iron Giant's mouth to tell the story. It also made Du Pon shout unheard of, grabbed him and asked him where he heard it, and the lord pushed it to the broken book he read when he was a child, saying that it would be used as butt polishing paper after reading it.

The fat old man was so distressed that his hands were trembling, and he couldn't say a word when he pointed at Richard.

Later, Bédric joined in, describing how he killed innocent children in the Great War of Crickets with the help of the "Black Warrior" who was paid tribute by the vassal state.

So after he had finished, Archmage Dupon began to see off the guests.

"It's not early, hurry back and rest, don't stay up late because you're young, and you will regret it in the future." The fat old man chattered and pushed the door open for them.

"Master, as a Magister, what advice do you have for the juniors of elemental users?" Richard asked one last question before leaving.

"Well, I want to think about it...... There are three of them. ”

"Listen up. ”

"Eat well, sleep well, and have a calm mind. ”

"That's it?"

"That's it. Master Dupont smiled slightly, waved goodbye to them, and closed the door.

............

When Richard walked out of the house, he found that it was completely dark.

There weren't many stars in the sky in early spring, and it just so happened that there was no moon tonight. In addition, street lamps are a new thing that can only be seen in the aristocratic district, and the surrounding area is not equipped.

So it was really black to the point where you couldn't see your fingers.

Li realized that it would be a bit ridiculous to knock on the door of a magister in order to borrow a lantern. So he and Béderick could only grope their way forward in the dark, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"I met Master Dupont at the New Year's banquet at the palace. Bédrick's voice suddenly came from the side, and although his face could not be seen, his voice could be heard full of boasts: "The master said that I am very good, and I have a clear heart, so we have a good relationship." ”

"I know, he's a non-mainstream magister, and you're a non-mainstream crown prince. Your friendship is a kind of sympathy between non-mainstream and non-mainstream. The lord patted his thigh and laughed.

"If it's not mainstream, it's not mainstream, what's wrong. Bederick apparently didn't understand why Richard was happy to do this.

Richard smiled and smiled, suddenly remembering that he seemed to have forgotten his business, "Wait, what about my team?"

"What convoy?"

"The convoy I brought from Alpine Fort should have arrived in Vlis long ago, where should I go to find them?" the lord tugged at a strand of his hair.

"Hahahaha......" Bederick's laughter was heard far away in the night.

............

Fortunately, in addition to Gunther and Nehru, who only add to the chaos, there is also such a down-to-earth and reliable person as Hurt.

It was he who explained the identity of his party to the guards at the gate of Flis, and after successfully entering the city, it was he who led everyone to successfully check into the inn. And when his lord was still nowhere to be seen, he patiently soothed the obvious anxiety of the second general when he first arrived in the new environment.

Although the two troll shamans are much smarter than before, their minds are at most equivalent to children, and they are easy to lose their temper when they are in a hurry.

When the lord came to him, they were having dinner in the courtyard. After all, Hurt didn't have a knighthood, and the courtyard he got was not large, and dozens of tall warriors sat in it, so crowded that the walls were about to collapse.

A few halfling cooks were burning charcoal in the corner, so that they could be grilled and skewered to eat, and the strong smell of fireworks could be smelled from a block away.

"Your Excellency. Hulala, a large group of people stood up to greet their lord.

"Sit down, bring me five strings of chicken wings, and put more honey and no chili. Richard sniffled, and suddenly saw Nehru holding a pig's trotter and gnawing on a greasy mouth, so engrossed that he didn't even notice him coming.

It's not big, but it's a race to eat.

"Nehru, do you have any dreams?" asked Richard in a ghostly manner.

"Stay alive. The kobold replied without raising his head, and when he finished speaking, he found that it was actually the faint king of Gaoshan Castle who had returned, and his hands trembled, and his hooves suddenly fell into the plate.

"Live, and then. Seeing that the chicken wings would not be good for a while, the lord snatched a handful of shredded beef prepared for himself by the halfling, leaving a few pairs of complaining eyes.

"If you live, you can show loyalty to the wise lord, contribute to the construction of the mountain fort, and burn blood and youth in the struggle. The kobold shaman didn't think about it, he opened his mouth and reflexively shouted slogans, all in one go.

"Keep, and you won't see the sun tomorrow. The lord rolled his eyes.

He didn't bother to talk to this thing anymore, and it was obvious that direct threats were more effective.

"Uh......" Nehru scratched his cheek, "that, actually...... I...... I hope that in the future, I will be able to cultivate shamanic witchcraft even more deeply, and study the mysteries of the elements like you human magicians. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of laughter around him, as if someone was whistling and raising seedlings.

"Why?" Richard was a little surprised, raised his hand to stop it, and the courtyard instantly fell silent.

He didn't expect to ask casually on a whim, and he actually asked something.

"Why?" Nehru said after a moment's thought, "This should be the ideal that every elemental user has. ”

"I can't see it, the ideal is quite ambitious. The lord nodded in affirmation, and then asked the next question, "Have you ever thought that if a true god with supreme power promised to give you instant insight into all the mysteries of the elements and all the truths in the world, but after seeing this one thing, you would die immediately?" ”

"Will you choose to live or to learn?"

Under the dim light, Richard's smile looked a little weird, which made Nehru shiver, and suddenly felt a chill to the bone.