At sunset, López was excitedly holding his new sword and looking at it carefully.

He didn't expect the old blacksmith to really give him a sword.

When Narse refused to pay the gold coins, he thought it was a bad thing.

The only downside was that the weight of the sword seemed a bit tricky for him.

Looking at the excited López, Narse couldn't help but mutter: "This old man is really bloody." ”

Immediately afterward, he glanced up at the remnant sun in the west, and then suddenly realized that time was running out.

In order to arrive on time, he had to temporarily interrupt López's affectionate gaze with the sword.

Thinking so, Narse shouted to him loudly: "Have you seen enough, I'll take you to a good place when you've seen enough." “

However, the effect did not seem to be great, and after a while, López reluctantly put away his long sword and walked towards Narse.

The weight of the sword made him move a little slowly, although he was a little helpless, but it was not unacceptable.

Fortunately, Narse, who was on the side, stopped López in time.

He walked over quickly, then raised his hand and patted López on the shoulder, completely devoid of the appearance of being stingy with gold coins: "Of course, the sword given by Master must have some weight." ”

After speaking, he drew his sword from López's waist and threw it aside: "Put it on the boat first, don't rush this time, you will have time to use it later." ”

He had to admit that Narse was right, so although he was very reluctant, he didn't refute it, just turned around and silently followed behind Narse.

After walking for a long time, Narse stopped.

Standing behind him, López raised his head and carefully observed the surroundings.

The buildings here all exude opulence and are magnificent in scale.

After a moment's watch, Narse prepared to take López inside.

However, before he could enter the door, he was stopped by the knight in charge of the guard: "I'm sorry, Mr. Nelsey, the Tel Aviv priest will come to pick you up in a moment, so you need to wait a while." ”

This made Narcai a little unhappy, and he looked at the knight with a fierce expression: "What, you think I'm going to get lost in this disgusting building?"

These damn human aristocrats, the shelves are actually placed on him, and they are not even allowed to enter the door, when have they been treated.

The murderous aura emanating from Nalse's body made the knight feel that he might be at risk of being beaten at any moment.

He'd have to give the knight a long memory, to warn the damned king, or the commission won't be negotiable.

At this moment, a strange man in a long robe, gray hair, and a short stick in his hand walked slowly over, and then reprimanded the knight: "Don't be rude, this is the king's honored guest." ”

"Oh, you came at the right time, Tel Aviv, but I've had to pay for it after I've waited so long. As he spoke, Narse yawned, and the tense atmosphere vanished in an instant.

"Your Excellency. The knight saluted respectfully.

Tel Aviv nodded to the horseman, then turned to Narse and said, "You really haven't changed at all, I think His Majesty will be happy." ”

"That's good news, but how did I not know that I had now reached the point where I would be greeted by the Chief Priest himself?" said Narse, grinning.

"You are humble, Narsey, and you have to be greeted in a much more grand way than this. As he spoke, Tel Aviv glanced up at a passer-by who was behaving strangely not far away.

Then he raised his chin and motioned for the knight beside him to check it out.

But he didn't gain much, he was just a drunk bum.

After confirming that there was no danger, Tel Aviv continued: "A few days ago, there was an assassin disguised as a cook who attempted to assassinate the king, but fortunately it didn't work, so there has been a lot of tension in the palace recently, and I hope you can understand, Narse." ”

"Go, I'll take you to the king. After explaining why, Tel Aviv turned to leave.

Nalse and López hurriedly raised their heels.

After walking for a while, Narse suddenly turned his head and said to López in a serious voice: "Go in for a while and talk less, don't embarrass me." ”

However, López did not answer, he really couldn't think of what face Narse could have.

Before they knew it, the three of them had arrived at their destination.

Tel Aviv raised his hand and slowly opened the heavy door, and the sound made everyone in the room turn their heads to look at the door.

At the same time, López also observed the door curiously, and in the crowd, he also saw a familiar figure.

And Aya, who was sitting in a chair so bored that she almost fell asleep, also raised her head and looked at Lopez suspiciously.

Of course, Tel Aviv didn't care about this, and after entering the door, he walked to the back of the table, and when he reached the man's side, he nodded lightly: "Your Majesty." ”

Then he pulled out his chair and sat down directly next to the king.

"Long time no see, Narse. As he spoke, the king beckoned to the attendant beside him.

Seeing this, the waiters on the side hurriedly arranged seats for Narse and López, which also meant that the banquet officially began.

"Your Majesty, I think we don't have much time, and we need to go out immediately to fight against the Demon Realm to prevent future troubles. Ilul turned her head to look at the king and said calmly.

"I know, Princess Ilul, but I don't understand where the demons got the courage to declare war on both elves and humans. King Charles took a sip of wine, and there was no hint of panic in his tone.

"Your Majesty, just a few days ago, our witch had detected the Demon King's weak vital reaction, and he could be resurrected at any time. The woman sitting beside Ilul shook her staff gently as the voice came, and she looked at the king with a look of blatant disgust, but there was no offense in her mouth.

"King, although the witches are despicable heretics, they are right this time, a few days ago, the Pope did feel the energy emanating from the Demon Realm. After saying that, Tel Aviv gave Fadra a cold look, he really didn't have a good impression of witches.

"What are you talking about, you goddamn bastard. Fadella slapped the table angrily, and all his dissatisfaction with Tel Aviv was evident on his face.

"It doesn't matter if he is a demon king or not, the commission is enough, and he will be cut in the same way. Narse muttered as he nibbled on the drumsticks, seemingly unconcerned.

This made Lopez on the side silently ask in his heart, do you really care about face?

But Charles didn't even notice what was going on around him, and he was pinching his chin and thinking about how he could get the most out of it.

After a long while, he opened his mouth and asked the man with flowing black hair who was sitting to his left, "What do you think, Don Quixote?"

"Your Majesty, it's hard to say, but I'm more inclined to attack. So saying, Don Quixote asked the guard behind him for a map, unfolded it and spread it on the table, and when he was sure that everyone could see it, he stood up and gave his opinion: "Your Majesty, I think you should remember that a few years ago we expanded the territory of the kingdom to the vicinity of Lake Tekapo, but it was not a good place to defend, and it was a flat river inside, but there were mountains outside, and if we had to defend, we had to abandon Lake Tekapo and retreat to the town of Dingle to defend in front of and behind. ”

After speaking, he pointed to the elf's territory again: "If you use the Forest of Life as a battlefield, all of them are forests, which is not suitable for knights to fight, and the vision advantage of the spaceship will be completely invalid." ”

These words caused the king to shake the glass in his hand and fall into deep thought.

To be honest, he actually didn't want to send troops to crusade against the Demon Realm, because there were orcs on the side, although he liked the thing of snipe and clam competing for fisherman's profit, but if it wasn't a fisherman, it wouldn't be interesting.

But you can't leave it alone, the threat of the demon world is far greater than that of the orcs.

But even if you were to persuade those foul-smelling savage beasts now, I don't think they would agree.

It's an unpleasant situation.

Truth be told, their time is really running out, and those damn demons are already getting ready to move.

Everyone at the banquet remained deadly silent, except for Nalse, who was still nibbling on his own chicken legs.

It's been a long time.

Charles made a decision: "Okay, but I can only send a maximum of 100,000 white knights, but I will let Don Quixote go with the army, and at the same time Narsey will be the temporary adjutant." ”

Ilul turned to look at Guandra.

After thinking about it for a while, he agreed to Charles's terms, but in turn, humans must also send some priests to deal with emergencies.

After the banquet, everyone left.

After walking out the door, Aya turned to López and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be here." ”

"My master brought me here. López gestured to Narsey, who had been riding a bunch of things from the banquet behind him.

Aya was about to say something when she heard Ilul calling her name.

Then she hurriedly said to López, "I have to go first." ”

Looking at the back of Aya leaving with Ilul, López smiled: "It turns out that the elves are not all like you. ”