Chapter 488: Vegetable sellers, let's have a music bag from Jay Chou first

The carriage stopped in front of the elven embassy, and as soon as Ingway and Bloor got out of the carriage, a middle-aged elf stepped forward quickly, handed a letter in his hand to Ingway, and whispered: "My lord, the secret letter from the clan, which was delivered by Swift Eagle urgently, should have something important." ”

The middle-aged elf glanced at Bloul with some curiosity, this beautiful girl had never seen it before, how could she get down from the carriage with Master Ingway?

The envelope with the magic seal was untied in Ingway's hand, Ingway took out the letter paper and looked at it for a while, his face changed for a moment, he looked at Bloor and said, "Three...... Miss Shirill, come with me, I have something to tell you. ”

"Okay." Bloor nodded slightly, and followed Ingway inside with some curiosity.

"What's going on in the clan?" Entering the room, Bloor asked with some curiosity.

"See for yourself." Ingwe handed over the letter in his hand.

"Princess Irina is out of the hole! And I'm in the City of Chaos! It's heartache that I missed such an important thing! Bloor took the letter and looked at it, and immediately covered his heart and said with a painful face.

"That's not the point at all, okay! The killing of Lord Hubert of the Kroll family, Her Majesty's change of the Elven Code, and the abolition of the slavery system are all huge shocks to the major families of the Elven Clan, and may even shake our foundation, Third Young Master, these are the first things that a qualified inheritor should see. Ingwe looked at Bloul with some hatred and said.

"Really? I think you're drawing the wrong point, the elven family only slowly began to appear after the end of the race war, and then under the promotion of Helena's several reforms, it became the current situation where several major families divided the elven race, is your so-called foundation the foundation accumulated in the past few decades? I think it was Helena and the major families who completely subverted the original foundation of the elves, and thousands of years of free and easy life are the real foundation of the elves. Bloor looked at Ingway and shook his head with a smile, and continued, "Do you know why Princess Irina has so many followers and supporters among the elves? It's not because of how powerful she is, but we see in her what an elf should look like, noble and elegant, casual and free, free and easy, and unfettered. ”

Ingway looked at the slightly mocking smile on Bloor's face, fell into silence, and after a while, he said: "This is the general trend, each race does its own thing, so that the elves can become stronger, so that when the next calamity comes, more elves will be protected from enslavement." ”

"While enslaving them, do you tell them that this is to protect them from the enslavement of others? And then send them to the front line in wartime to protect those who enslaved them from harm, isn't that the great idea of the great families? Bloul looked into Ingway's eyes and said seriously: "Ingway, you have experienced the baptism of the long years and the baptism of the race war, I want to ask you, are the elves in the Forest of Wind really happy now?" Even if the elves in the major families are lazy and accustomed to being served, are they really happy? ”

Ingway fell silent again, and Bloor didn't speak again, but his eyes remained fixed on Ingway, waiting for his answer.

"Perhaps, you are indeed not suitable to be the heir of the Babilly family." Ingway looked at Bloul with a smile on his face: "However, you are suitable to be a thinker, the Babilee family needs a thinker like you, and the elven race may also need it, so I won't say these words to a third person, including the patriarch." But I hope you don't say it to anyone else, at least until you get to the position where you can change all that, and it's best to keep it in your heart. ”

"There are some things I only say to the right people." Bloul also had a smile on his face, and his clenched hand slowly loosened.

"Looking back on my life for nearly 800 years, the most lifeless thing for the elves was not the fact that the Wind Forest was almost occupied by demons and orcs during the race war, even at that time, the melodious singing in the Wind Forest never stopped, and everyone's hearts were full of hope and longing for the future and life. And now in the Forest of Winds, the songs that make people feel light can no longer be heard, and the days of picking wild fruits have become work, and the days of sitting on the treetops and wandering for a day are gone. Without the war, they were living even less happily, and this is indeed a very sad thing. Ingwe's expression was a little lonely.

"That's why I've been staying in the City of Chaos, which is alive and well compared to the Forest of Winds, and the soil of freedom is becoming more and more fertile, and I believe that one day different flowers will grow here, but I don't know if I'll ever have a chance to see it. It's a city that makes people feel comfortable, just like the Forest of Winds back then. A smile appeared on Ingway's face, looking at the renewed hope in Bloor's eyes, and said with a smile: "If you want to help the elven princess, you must also be strong enough, the major families have already divided the entire elven clan, even Her Majesty the Queen can only abolish one or two rules in the elven code." ”

"At this time, I need to use my prosperous beauty to influence them." Bloor sighed, then looked at Ingway and nodded with a serious expression: "In this case, please, for the Wind Forest to one day be able to resound the song of freedom." ”

"In my lifetime, I only wish I could hear it again." Ingwe also smiled and nodded.

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"The system denied your request and rolled its eyes at you."

A line of words drifted through McGonagall's mind, and then an eye-rolling expression.

"System, you're very happy now?" McGonagall couldn't help but roll her eyes, it seemed that the system was still losing her temper about the tea matter.

In this regard, McGonagall's mood did not fluctuate, let alone any guilt, making money, if there were not many pit systems, where would she make a lot of money.

"Okay, it seems that you don't plan to make this money, in this case, then I have to use Amy's music box, isn't there still a dozen or twenty children's songs in it, although the style is a little miscellaneous, but it's okay." McGonagall said calmly, ready to get up and get the music box.

"Host, how can a stylish high-end restaurant play music like the Pure Land of Bliss while the guests are dining? If you are shaking your legs while eating, can this meal still be delicious? It's a disaster. The system's voice sounded, with a bit of heartache.

"What does it matter, it shows the chic of our restaurant and it's a completely different experience for the guests." McGonagall said with a nonchalant look on her face.

The system said solemnly: "The chef restaurant must pay attention to every detail, just the right music can greatly enhance the style of the restaurant, and different styles of restaurants have different collocations for music, which needs to be based on ......"

"Okay, the vegetable seller, let's have a Jay Chou music bag first, how much does it cost?" McGonagall interrupted the system.

"Sorry host, Jay Chou's music has been temporarily removed from the shelves due to copyright reasons, and we are currently actively communicating to restore it as soon as possible." The weak voice of the system rang out.