(4.15 1st Update)

"Ah, children who have entered the Holy Land, when did the elders have such a habit again? Shameful and perverted! ”

The palm that deliberately stroked my shoulder, with a deep cold hostility, the elder who turned back did not have time to stop it, and the arrogant gentleman was thrown to the ground, leaving only the accompanying lady in amazement in the suffocating air, panicked and overwhelmed. The onlookers looked at this joke with silence and forcibly suppressed their excessive emotions.

"Prince Cole, your embarrassed posture is not like the sassy and heroic posture when you lead the troops!"

The crowd conveys an incongruous disdain, carving out an unhindered avenue, and the smoke that fills the air is slightly benevolent on a particular occasion.

"You are the rumored Count of Bell, who has come to disturb your dreams by hearing that you are in the church. It is an honour to be able to witness your glory in Lower Paguladiu, the current general of the Third Expedition of the Turanian Kingdom. I also ask your pardon for the Prince's ignorant provocation. ”

The general put down the cigarette stick in his hand, and the simple and sincere apology made the prince lying on the ground very dissatisfied, but he did not dare to express his anger, so he could only curse secretly in his heart, but it was only hypnotic and comforting that could not kill people, and it was also a manifestation of the discord between the military and the government.

The noisy crowd has almost no aristocratic temperament, more like a rabble who stay in the sphere of power, but it also conforms to the characteristics and habits of the elders. The arrogant general adheres to the etiquette of weakness, and although he listens to it, it is useless, and can only assert his authority at the right moment, showing his brute strength stronger than others.

"If it is true to the stupidity of ignorance, it will inevitably be included in the circle of ignorance. Hello, Prince Cole, just now it's a vulgar greeting gift for you! ”

Stretching out his right hand seemed to help resolve the conflict, but because of my temporary retreat, the cold relationship was even worse. The embarrassed prince could only retract his arms, choosing to prop up his bulky body by himself, and glared at my nonsense etiquette.

"Ah, everyone is my friend, why start a cold war for no reason, shaking hands and making peace is also a miracle that the gods are willing to witness."

The elder invited everyone to their respective places, and after the declaration of peace, he ordered the attendants to get to work, and the slender table was soon filled with a dazzling array of delicacies, but there was silence in an atmosphere of indifference and contradiction. It's not the friction I just created with the Prince, but the old feuds that have already accumulated between the other factions.

Xiao Yi was a little depressed, and could only comfort the decomposer who had defected to him, and spent a certain time of starvation together. A fancy lady next to her had insight into the grievances, picked up the tableware in her hand, and took the lead in stimulating the sound on the dining table. This was followed by a flurry of depredatory gobbling that soon looted the seemingly abundant dinner party.

"Count, is it unappetizing?"

A gentleman sitting next to me fiddled with the spotless knives in his hands, presumably a symptom of anorexia with the same sickness, looking for comfort in each other.

"The elders' painstaking preparations, for better or worse, require an understanding of the intriguing mind, but the last supper, if unfortunately possessed by Jesus, is easier to escape on an empty stomach than a bloated."

My casual joke unexpectedly aroused the high alarm of some people, and they sat in a dignified posture for fear of being betrayed by some lurking Judas. The suspicions of looking at each other are like trials against each other, but they are unwilling to reveal the bottom line of their own regulations.

"Monsieur Earl, you seem to have been mistaken for the sparkle of the conflict, but I can see that you are a very discerning gourmand who is delicious but not satisfying your unique taste buds."

The gentleman lifted a chest from the ground, and on the eve of opening it there was a moment of silence with bated breath, and the eyes of all who cared were intently fixed on the secret that was contained within, perhaps the signal generator that had attracted the chief priest's shackles, but did not notice the peculiar fragrance in it.

"Earl, this is the dinner that my lady has prepared for me alone, a healthy cheese that is non-toxic and pollution-free, can I share it with you?"

When I swallowed the cheese thoroughly, everyone put their guard down, and the chatter seemed to vent their frustration with the casual atmosphere of the two cleaners, and they picked up the tableware and immersed themselves in their own world.

"Thank you for your hospitality, I just lost my appetite because I simply smelled blood, and the tranquil food can neutralize my perverted heavy taste."

"Sure enough, it wasn't my hallucination. This is not a small banquet hall in Jerusalem, and the twelve disciples sitting at the table may all be scheming betrayers, but they all pretend to be naïve at a loss. What falls tonight may be Jesus' revenge, which belongs to the law of killing against the gods. ”

The others didn't care about the inexplicable conversation between the two of us, the food discrepancy had already excluded the two of us from the category of aliens, and that stupid confidence was destined not to stay too long in this stage play.

In about a quarter of an hour, there will be only a mess left on the table, and it is time to enter the highlight of the feast. The next part should be the end of the dinner message, which is read by the elders of the church themselves, and the cold wind that suddenly grabs the window to bring out the sorrowful sadness in the joyful atmosphere.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the Turan Kingdom, you are all feudal officials of the previous dynasty, or warlords who dominate one side, or scribes who have insight into opportunities. But the usurpation and dictatorship of Princess Ambina changed the course of history in the normal trajectory of everything, and we were degraded and exiled, but we were still complacent about surviving. We must resist, we must fight, we must break out of the cage of darkness, obtain the freedom we admire, and show our eternal loyalty to the orphans! ”

The elder's call to the panicked aristocracy was nothing more than a threatening verbal threat, which could only delay the patience that had been exhausted. What's even funnier is that the only person present who has been drained of power should be himself.

"Mr. Lai Mingden, you must be a little too whimsical, instead of obsessive revenge, why don't you choose a more stable life? Is it only blood that can satisfy your greedy desires? With this little wealth of yours, you want to compete with the abundant treasury, and your group of shrimp soldiers and crabs will be an appetizer for the Olis military camp, and it will not even be enough to stuff your teeth. As a friend, I kindly advise you to give up such thoughts. Anle, as a local tyrant on the rich side, isn't it also very magnificent? ”

Prince Cole's words were subordinated by many supporters, and the scene was somewhat one-sided and out of control. The other faction of undecided aristocrats looked at the general's opinion.

"Since it is expected by all, let me say a few words! The nightmare of the demise of the previous dynasty still makes my fragile and sensitive heart ache, and there are many people who want to restore the old system. But so what? As the prince said, even if I am in a high position, if I declare war, I can only die in the chaos of Olis, the inferiority of the order of magnitude has doomed us to defeat, why don't you understand the truth of hitting a stone with an egg? ”

The general's explanation was completely one-sided, and the elder wanted to say something, but the noble god did not lend him enough courage, but turned his gaze to my side, hoping that I would find a reasonable climb for him.

"So, distinguished foreign guests, as a bystander, what do you have to evaluate objectively?"

I didn't want to get involved in the internal disintegration of the fight, but the slightly crying request still moved me a little inexplicably. Of course, the reason is not curiosity and sympathy, but the dominance of the occasion in which to speak, after all, is still in the hands of the elders.

"When will it be the turn of the alien monkeys to comment on the internal affairs of their own country, and what else can they do but amuse the masses with acrobatics?"

Although we had never met before, a chance encounter made Prince Cole squeeze out a deep resentment towards me, and even ignored the general's coordination to add an extra sound effect to the joke he created, and his vassals naturally pursued it.

"Scurrying monkeys are animals that like to tickle people!"

Before the prince could react, I struck him to the ground again, and the dust on the ground was like a natural bath tumbling in the desert.

"Hahaha" The general did not forget to explain his duty while watching, "Prince Cole, how did you play the role of a monkey, it can be regarded as a good story in your lifetime!" Don't stare at me, the Count is over there, take out your invincible arrogance to resist! ”

The prince twitched his eyelids slightly, but he did not dare to look me in the eye, and as for his minions, they pretended to be unconcerned and evaded the responsibility that might be implicated. Even his wife was only there immersed in the study of strategies to defend against the enemy, and she was cold.

"I don't know if I can continue to negotiate my thoughts now, Prince!"

"Yes, that's your recognized freedom."

"It is a great relief to receive your recognition. So, the next story comes from Count Bell's personal experience! ”