June 1733 of the solar calendar Porteras Cress

Modella looked at the palace in front of her, even though she had been here countless times, but she still had a trace of disgust in her heart.

The royal palace of Portnas is located in the royal city of Cressis. As the capital of the land of artisans, it is home to the masterpieces of the best craftsmen in Porternas, with exquisite statues, ornate patterns, elaborate gardens and ingenious house structures.

But the best things put together make it feel incongruous, and that's what Modella feels right now.

In comparison, Pamela's palace looks comfortable for only one reason, Pamela's palace was originally designed by one person, and the rest was built according to his drawings. No matter how skilled the craftsmen are hired, they must obey the drawings, and where there is a blind stack of excellent works like this, it will only make the whole look vulgar.

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Entering the palace was still very smooth, and the palace of Porterus was also protected by the inspectors, but the guards here were of the highest level, and their uniforms and coats of arms were different from those outside the palace, and these guards looked serious, and when they saw Modella coming, they all looked at her.

The upset puppets don't bother to pay attention to these people, and if anyone who doesn't open their eyes comes forward to talk now, they will definitely be stared at by the puppet. She's come here today, but after a lot of twists and turns, Nioh Philus?? Kehir refused her direct audience, and today was the day after Tasia's death.

Although the form of Yunnell's side tends to be stable, it will be untenable sooner or later if it drags on day by day, and now there are three on the front line of the dragon envoy Yunel, one is dead, three are wreaking havoc on the border of Portnas and Pamela, and two are missing, and the situation is not good at all. But Modrilla couldn't rush into the palace to see him, so she had to endure it.

Entering the palace, she ignored the guidance of her attendants and walked directly towards the council hall of the palace, where she was so familiar with the road that she came every day when she wanted to establish a branch of the Adventurer's Guild in Portnath.

"Closed?" the door to the council chamber was closed, much to Modrella's surprise, it stands to reason that Philus would be ready to greet her when it was time to make an appointment, and the door should be open.

Just as she hesitated, the attendant who was hurrying behind her caught up, "Miss Modrella, the king is not in the council chamber. ”

"Where is he not here?" asked Modrella, turning her head with a fierce face.

"His Majesty Philus is waiting for you in the garden. The attendant gasped, the puppet's pace was too fast, and the court costume was more restrictive, which was not conducive to action, which was exhausting him.

"I'll go by myself, you can rest for a while. Moselilla glanced at him and turned to walk towards the garden. She was familiar with the entire palace here, not that she had been there, but she had just figured it out.

The squire did not dare to listen to Modrella's words and rested, so he continued to chase after the puppet, and in this way the two came to the garden of the palace one after the other.

"I don't know if King Philes has the same habit of drinking afternoon tea as Palinda, or in the morning. There was a thorn in the words, and Modella poked this sentence directly, she was in a bad mood right now, and she didn't want to talk around with these people at all.

"Ah, Modryra~" Philus, the king of Porternath, looked at the doll with a smile on his face, and then he said a word to the side, and then the squire who followed Modryla was taken away by the guards.

Philus had the appearance of a middle-aged man, but he was still very young, the youngest of the three kings. It can be said that for the other two kings, he is a junior. It was this junior who negotiated a peace treaty with Yunnell at the beginning of his reign, allowing the war-torn kingdom to recuperate, and in the later days he constantly adjusted the national strategy to focus on trade and farming, so that the country's vitality gradually recovered, because of his exploits he was called Nioh by the people.

Philus was at a table in the garden, with a few plates of snacks on the table, but his main focus was not on the food, but on the dancing girls. These dancers are dressed in flowing clothes and dance gracefully, and it is really difficult not to notice them as a man.

Modrilla clenched her hands, this scene was really infuriating, but there was a king opposite, and she could only endure it without having a seizure. Coming to Philus's side, Modella sat down.

"How's my dancer doing?" Nioh asked Modrilla with a smile on his face.

"Honestly?" said Modrilla, sipping the tea on the table with a calm face.

"Of course. Nioh raised an eyebrow.

"Immaturity, age, technology is immature. If you're interested, you can go to Winnell to see the Popa family perform. Jasmine put down the tea in her hand, and the water from the teacup spilled out and spilled on the table.

"Do you see them dancing with swords?" Philus laughed.

"Not only do they know how to dance swords, but they also dance first-class. ”

"Then I'll definitely find a chance to enjoy it next time. As he spoke, Philus waved his hand, and the dancers stopped their performances when they saw the instructions, and bowed their heads and retreated.

"Looks like Nioh is ready to get down to business?" said Modrilla, stabbing Philus again.

"I was ready for a long time. Picking up the snack on the table, Philus put it into his mouth, "You say." He said as he ate.

Looking at Nioh's appearance, the doll had a smile on his face, and his heart was already churning, "Your Majesty Philus, I hope to organize a trilateral meeting at the moment of the dragon's attack to discuss ways to deal with the dragon. ”

"I'm not going. Philus had a nonchalant expression on his face as he continued to eat.

"May I ask why?" inhaled as Modella continued to speak softly.

"Those dragons didn't attack my land, what does it matter to me that Yunnell is screaming now?" Philus was also direct, and it could be seen that he didn't pay attention to the puppet at all, and he was gloating over the tragic situation of Yunnell.

Although the attitude is very unpleasant, this reason Modryla has long anticipated, "Indeed, I admit that the dragon's influence on Portus is limited right now, but please look at this. The puppet slapped his right hand on the table, and a map of Portnatus appeared. The thing popped up, and Fellers was also intrigued, and he put down his snack and concentrated on looking.

"What do you mean?" Nioh asked Modelilah.

"Look, Your Majesty. Jasmine pointed to the border area of Porterus, where a small piece of the ground had turned red, "This is the territory of Portnus that has been destroyed by the dragon's attack. ”

"It's just that, it's nothing compared to Yunner. Philus smiled, he also had a clear grasp of the situation on the continent.

"It's true, it doesn't seem to make a big difference. Jasmine taps on the table, and the map begins to change, and the red areas become smaller" This was two days ago, when the dragon first appeared. And then

With a wave of the puppet's hand, these red areas appeared one after another, "In two days, Portnus has fallen in such places. Jasmine repeated, "Two days." ”

Fellers watched the dynamic change, and his expression began to stiffen, "I have now turned on all the magicians in the surrounding area, and the fall will be slower." ”

Hearing him say this, the puppet sneered, "Slower?" and Modrilla shook her head, "I promise, you're only going to make Portus worse." ”

"What do you mean?" Philus' eyes froze.

"It's only a tiny fraction of the dragons attacking Portus right now, and the pressure is on for Wernell tenfold. If these pressures rush over Potnatus, do you think these magic guides will be able to withstand them, Your Majesty Philus?"

Nioh snorted.

"Even if you can bear it, how long can the magic guide itself last?The mana flow will be exhausted, and you can't fight back, are you going to defend it for the rest of your life?"

"What about you, aren't the churches and guilds helping Yunnell, can't you carry it?" Philus said in a tone, feeling that everything was what Modrilla should do.

"If I could, I wouldn't be here. "Since Philus has this attitude, then the puppet must make him realize the seriousness of the matter" If there is no support, I expect that it will be less than a month, and the guild and church will also reach their limit, and then Potnatus will directly withstand the attack of the dragon. At this point, Mostella paused, observing the change in Fellus's facial expression, "And I won't allocate any resources to Portus at that point, because Portus didn't intervene when we needed help." On the other side, Pamela was helping. ”

"You said Palinda agreed?" Philus looked at Modrilla suspiciously.

"Of course, Queen Palinda has always been so understanding. Jasmine smiled.

"Well..."Everything Modelila said didn't impress Fix, except that after mentioning Palinda's consent, he began to waver, he didn't care what Modelila said, he was more afraid that the two countries would unite to isolate him, originally he was going to sit and watch the destruction of Yunnell and the guilds, he could sit and take the fisherman, but now that Palinda wants to make a move, his situation will be awkward.

Originally, Philus thought that Palinda, a shrewd woman, would do the same thing as him. Now if she participates, she will be scolded as a villain if she doesn't do anything, and if Yunnell survives because of this, the two countries will definitely become firm allies, and he will be completely passive. Even if Portnatus and Yunnell had an old pact at the time of the founding of the country, it probably wouldn't have been useful at that time.

But could Jasmine be cheating on him? But dolls don't lie, so it shouldn't be.

"Let me think about it. Without the momentum he had just had, Philus's tone sank.

"I will inform Your Majesty of your time and place when it is arranged. Modrilla said and stood up.

"I haven't agreed yet?" said Philus, anxious.

But Modella ignored him, bowed slightly, and left the garden, leaving Philus here.

Watching the puppet leave, Philus beckoned the attendant to come over.

"Your Majesty?" the squire humbly bent down.

"Let the 'national pillar' come to the garden and say that I have something important to discuss with him. ”

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