Chapter Eighty-Three: Be a little more restrained!
"The words of the people from the other world are really going around and around, and they are not the same...... We can't keep up with the rhythm at all. β
"When~ when to eat! Starve me to death! β
"Anyway, it's sitting in the chief, can you two be quiet?" Ramaheti's face changed, and there were faint traces of air vapor flowing on his fingers, and a small hammer loomedβand the two of them immediately became serious and silent.
ββ¦β¦ I hope that the elves, who represent the forces of nature, can establish a new era of mutual assistance, friendship and win-win relations with the people of Elta, and create a situation that has not been seen in the millennium of the bilunar planet, let us raise a glass now and welcome the dawn of this new era! β
Doniva slowly put down the script, and the audience applauded. Although this speech was not written by himself at all, after reading it out in front of hundreds of people, he actually felt that he had a halo on his head, and the aura of the king was endless......
The various people at the long table in the audience roared
Picking up the glass, even the four elves on the chief raised the crystal clear glass and drank it all at once.
"No food? I'm starving! Lumirana smacked her lips and looked at the neatly stacked plate in front of her in a dazeβno matter how beautiful the plate was, it couldn't be eaten.
The main entrance of the banquet room of the Grand Hotel opened to the rhythm of Lumilyana's swaying calves, and a row of waiters wearing chef's hats pushed pots with stoves on either side of the main table one after the other.
"Oh~It's coming~" Lumi Lana saw through the various delicacies in the pot at a glance, and she was so excited that she sped up the frequency of shaking her calves.
Daviv smiled slightly: "I told you a long time ago that it was a 'buffet', and you still dare to tell us that you have seen more of the world?" β
The Elf Liaison Office officially announced the "listing for work" at a banquet that was eating nonsense. As an unofficial organization of Mendong City, on the one hand, the elves exercise the greatest right of way - even if they want toββ, they can't stop it, they can visit and supervise any corner of Mendong City at will under the premise of accompanying people, and on the other hand, they provide support to Elta at all levels in various information, in exchange for the economic support needed to maintain elf consumption, combined with their remuneration and treatment, this can almost be said to be "super-national treatment", but all this is also due to a reason.
"These elves are really hard to deal with!" In the back kitchen, fine beads of sweat oozed from the faces of all the cooks. "Tell me, which one came up with the idea to have a buffet?"
Another cook, who was stir-frying over a high fire, didn't reply: "I remember, you were on this decision, right?" β
"Warge," the executive chef almost snarled as he pointed out the door. "No one told me that elves are so good at eating! Especially that red-haired little washboard Lori, is her belly in another dimension? Stuffed a few people in one breath, damn it, did the elves deliberately send a character of Kinoshita's level to the round table? Eating can make Lao Tzu poor! β
"Don't underestimate these girlsβ" a long voice swayed in from the back door of the back kitchen. "You've all worked hard, elves are really hard to deal with, no matter what walks of life are like this, I hope you can complain a little less."
This is true. The night before, an unmanned reconnaissance plane monitoring at an ultra-high altitude in Mendong City saw three figures "floating" directly from the air into the small building of the Elven Liaison Office at a speed unattainable by common sense. The speed is so fast that even the low-frame-rate visible light camera of the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft can only take discontinuous images.
After repeated checks, the portal base had to reluctantly confirm that the speed of the three people at that time was at least three times the speed of sound - or at low altitude, as for how the two women, one man and three elves achieved it? After all, like Ramahetia's molecular magic, there is nowhere to go.
"When you think about it, these big stomachs are often separating and bonding molecules, otherwise a hypersonic displacement can still be physically undamaged, it's not surprising that they can eat as much, right? If you eat less, will it not conform to the law of conservation of mass and energy? β
The chefs were choked up as if they were listening to a book from heaven, and they concentrated on their dishes. It's not that they don't know these concepts and rumors, but they don't dare to think about them at all. The immortality of the gods in the present world is already incredible enough, and there is such a character who raises his hand to open the dragon and arrogant sky, this other world is really not friendly enough.
"I think this is because the support we opened in the Elta 10,000 Great Dungeon was too unrestrained, and the unrestrained almost broke the data ceiling. So these elves are Boss Zhang here, and the GM that Boss Ma sent us down, naturally they are omnipotent, isn't it very reasonable? The young chef in front of the stove flipped over the frying pan on the stove and guessed boldly.
"Still GM not GM? So what do you think you can do? Just play a lot online? The executive chef, who had just been choked up, immediately put on a decent appearance in front of the leader.
"First, it's Krypton to the third heart, Boss Ma is naturally convinced, and the second is that the elves are also attacked, isn't it done?"
"Poof!" The executive chef almost didn't squirt into the dish. However, this sentence is in line with the disposition and speculation of the two largest forces on the Elta continent for the elves.
"It's entirely possible that the elves have been corrupted by the sugar-coated swords of the otherworldly! It seems that Cierta is trying to protect their people, to protect all people, but aren't our captured magicians and soldiers human? β
After careful consideration, Eufae Mondridge finally decided to share the events of the elves' visit with the two giants of the current Western Expeditionary Army, that is, General Yourd and Marshal Rucha, who assisted him in completing Garcia's great rebellion.
"Now, Rucha is a bit of an interesting idea," Offe Mondridge said, holding his chin and looking up from his contemplation. "You say, in case the gods of the present world are also corrupted by the 'sugar-coated sword', then where can we find the tombs? Or are you going to learn from those old fur seals and throw them into the sea? β
Lucha hurriedly racked his brain to recall the contents of the Bimonthly Sect. "At that time, will there be a ...... of 'the coming of the true God'?"
"Rucha, if your brain is broken, you have to go to the magic doctor under Ofei Mondridge, don't hold back." Yurd, who had been gloomy, finally spoke again. "The true god has come to a realm for 100,000 years, and any questions are handed over to his spokesman in the starry sky, even if it has been tens of thousands of years since the last time the true god came, but if the servants of the gods and the naturally condensed spirits he appointed are all on the side of the otherworldly, where can we have the ability to continue to live for tens of thousands of years to compete with them?"
Tens of thousands of years is too long, just seize the day. The three of them suddenly discovered that the reason why they would hold together was precisely because it was difficult to protect the day and night - so what is the point of discussing things for tens of thousands of years, even a few hundred years later? God knows if the Church of the Two Moons will still exist, but they'll be so finished that even the grass on the grave will smash the tombstone.
"Even if Garcia doesn't lose, even if Sierta surrenders, the fact that the elves have an ongoing relationship with Sielta's group of otherworldly people and Doniva is enough for us to tie up the pillar of shame!" Ofe Mondridge was really in a hurry. "The priests of the Forbidden Spell Research Society are probably all fed and supported, right? Is it okay to turn on this kind of thing to make the church happy? β
"At that time, they swore that there was no magic on the other side of the door." Yourde spread his hands helplessly, "Who knew that it wasn't a rich idiot, or a brainless exotic beast, but a group of monsters in human skin who could still play with us in the palm of their hands without magic?" β
On the wooden table between the three of them were three glass soda bottles and spicy otherworldly jerky. From this point of view, it is not an exaggeration that they are being toyed with between applause. The goal of claiming to exclude the Otherworlders has gradually and unconsciously changed to let the technologically owned Otherworlders use them, or even maintain the status quo and continue to enjoy the "Chinese goods" that continue to flow down the river from the west.
"But the reinforcements don't think so." Lucha swallowed a spicy strip with a big grin, he was really flustered just listening to it, and he also had to provide ammunition for his opinion. "So I'm going to say, if we faithfully relay the news that the elves have moved closer to Cierta to Lancas, maybe we can make the big people who want to pick peaches change their minds?
"Difficult." Offe Mondrich held up a finger, "They only care if we do well or not, no matter how hard we work or how hard the enemy is." Where the elves are will only be the best evidence of their guilt, Lu Qiaqing, your idea is completely a reversal of cause and effect. β
"I think Mistress Rucha has some point. The elves are all biased towards the enemy, so these eunuchs who have not touched the sword soldiers should also think twice, right? Even if they don't think twice, the ones who lead the troops themselves will be shaken, right? Even if they insist on coming to Elta, O-film, you have room to turn over. β
"Elena!" Offe Mondridge bit his finger, "Indeed, what you and Rucha said makes a lot of sense. But this is about you and me, and the lives of the two adults are at stake, so you can't ignore it...... Allow me to think about it again. β
"Don't look at a." Alena, who had barged in from outside the room, pulled her fingers. "If you don't decide, do you want to wait until the airship lands in Elta? Or is it destined to make you not see your son or daughter born, so that they can't even see their father? β
Seeing that Ofy Mondridge's face was pale, Elena also finished her fingers and continued to play a series of cannons. "Sister Naio is estimated to be born in two months, and the open letter has already demoralized the Western Expeditionary Army, will it take two months for the flyship to arrive here? It's good to suppress Sister Naio's maternity date, and if you hesitate, I'm afraid you won't even be able to take care of your family at that time! β