Chapter 69: A Shocking Military Parade
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"What's going on?"
The man who broke the confrontation appeared, and a druid woman dressed in a leaf pattern arrived, and the Tias stood in awe, put away their weapons and saluted.
The elven leader spoke to the druid in Tiya, who looked back and forth between the two groups, and Gulana, who was more manly than a man, turned her defiant gaze away, while Asherwall stroked her chest and saluted, "You must be the master of this land, Essien salutes you." β
"No, Essien, you are mistaken, the Queen is in the Green Capital, and my name is Candace, the first priest of the Order of Emerald. Candace responded coldly and politely, then turned to the right-wing Lord who was two heads taller than her. "Kumara, I think that if you can become a marshal just by virtue of your ferocity and brute strength, the beasts of the forest will be able to join the Council of the Ring Swords. Put away your senseless temptations, Garlanor Nord will keep every legitimate visitor safe, but not provocative. β
Gulana rubbed her teeth, "But I haven't seen the results of the temptation yet." β
Candace raised her right hand, and everyone stared at it, but there was nothing, but they smelled a sweet smell of nectar. Among the hundreds of millions of leaves above the head, there are stars scattered and falling, at first glance I thought it was fruit, but when the buzzing sound of wings was near, I realized that it was a creepy wasp, enough to be the length of a small arm, and six pushes open just enough to hold the head. The orange-yellow pear-shaped belly is dotted with black spots, but there is no sting on the tip of the tail.
The human envoys were surrounded by two or three hundred wasps, their scalps numb, and Kaye was confronted with the knowledge from the PokΓ©dex - the Phased Wasps, a magical beast that could see through invisibility and attack creatures in the Aether plane, and they had no stingers. But it can shoot an attack similar to a magic missile, and only one salvo of three hundred of them is here. All humans but him will be shattered by the Missile Storm.
"Are you satisfied with this result?"
"Of course. Gulana changed color slightly and relaxed her shoulders, "It is the authority of the strong to silence the weak, this is the philosophy of plateau survival." Marshal Kumara, who was at odds with his scheming and outward appearance, nodded to Asherwall, as if the previous ridicule was not in place, and then turned and left.
"The philosophy of the plateau is not necessarily suitable for the forest, here. Whether strong or weak, it is a reincarnated life under nature. β
Gulana's back did not stop, and Candace turned to the Emissary of Essien: "We have arranged a place to live, and the Queen will receive you tomorrow." β
"Thank you, has the envoy from the Crimson Federation arrived?"
"Tomorrow of course will know. Candace didn't want to say anything more and just left.
Although the Tia elves have a bad face and a cold mouth, they are not embarrassed by them in terms of food and shelter, a settlement outside the green capital. Asherwall and the others marveled at the ingenious decoration and setting, and rested. Most of their luggage had been fed to the swamp demons, and they wore dirty, sweaty clothes for two days. The simple costumes provided by the elves were spread out by the nobles to look closely, but they were not willing to wear them exquisitely.
Asherwall watched his nobles discuss the style and price of silk fabrics with great interest, and said, "At least it is a good start, they are more interested in trade." What do you think tomorrow will be? What kind of person is Queen Garanord?"
Kaye said: "My teacher used to say that peace under the sword is equal peace, and it is certain to give us a dismount. β
After a night of silence, the next morning, the crowd headed for the Green Capital in the dim star-like light of Sivannas. The previous elven leader has gone, and it is the Green Capital Guard. Twenty nightblade cavalry, fifty ranger foot soldiers, the atmosphere was extremely cold and hard, as if they were going to be taken to the execution ground.
"Oops!" Asherwall suddenly screamed in pain, tickling the elves' nerves, and with a clatter, he drew his blade as the envoys surrounded the Emperor.
"Don't be nervous. Asherwall looked down and picked up an acorn, "I was hit on the head by this, this fruit ...... What fell from above?" he looked up at the kilometer-tall branches.
The elves looked at each other and discussed a few words with each other. Asherwall had a vague sense of surprise staring at the acorns in their hands, as if they had seen a farmer with a paintbrush and a soldier with a needle and thread. A ranger muttered, "Put it away, don't lose it." β
After a small interlude, entering the green capital, Asherwall received so many malicious eyes for the first time in his life, and all the elves on both sides of the street had a vulture face, hating and despising all the negativity. Half curious and half afraid, the children peep out of their windows at "humans", monsters that live outside the forest.
The square in front of the Temple of Equilibrium had been cleared, and high on the terrace, a group of officials were waiting, when suddenly a strong wind roared, and the four-winged eagle descended from the sky, and Queen Garanord overlooked the three envoys, she was holding a spiral wooden staff, wearing a crown of smoke crystals, in addition to the most noble jade patriarch's robe, there was also an extraordinarily bright and eye-catching red cloak, and all kinds of real flowers grew and opened.
"Her Majesty the Supreme King of the Garanord Forest Alliance, the Imam of the Order of the Emerald Stone, the Pious Servant of Nature, the Leader of the Tiya People, and the Venerable Queen Drusilia!"
The envoys in the square saluted, and Kaye now Asherwall's back was a little stiff, and he was faintly heard saying, "...... What a beautiful ......."
The faces of the people around him turned white. My Majesty, you are so lyrical and unconventional!" At this time, the nobles under his command hurriedly stepped forward and shouted: "The current king of Essin, His Majesty Asherwall xiΓ represents the land of gold, greetings to Garlanord!"
The Kumara people next to him also stood up for one: "Marshal of the Ring Sword Council, the bloody suppressor of the Red Bone Plateau, the bloody warrior of the barbarians, and the right-wing Marshal Gulana want to greet Garanord!"
At the very edge, the dwarf from the Crimson Federation also shouted: "The second councilor of the Black Golden Bay and the second richest man, Banyard, and the representative of the Star Tower, Master Lyra, the Star Whisperer, send you the supreme respect, and hope that the future of the two countries will last as long and eternal as gold and forests!"
The black-gold dwarf Banyard was not black at all, his skin was very white, he was dressed in a magnificent garment painted with gold, ten stubby fingers with eight rings, his beard was neatly tied with fine gold chains, and other necklaces, headdresses, and earrings...... It's like a moving precious metals booth. Next to him was a tall, thin, white-robed bald head, Lyra the Star Whisperer.
Drusilia nodded in response, "Welcome. On the occasion of the second anniversary of the founding of Garanord, please join me to watch the military parade. β
Celebration sounds more like a made-up reason. The envoys of the Three Kingdoms ascended to the terrace of the Temple of Equilibrium. Sit on the left and right of the queen in turn, and those who are not enough can only stand. The ceremonial officer said, "This is Brother Candace, the first priest of the Order......"
"The Secretary of State, Ms Willett......"
"Ranger General......
Everyone absentmindedly remembered their faces, but their minds couldn't help but focus on the most special "only" on the queen's left hand.
"The leader of the unicorns, His Highness the White-Maned King Hora. The tall, silver-white unicorn nodded to the envoys, its amethyst-colored pupils dazzlingly beautiful.
After the introduction of the black and gold dwarf Banyard and the others, he bowed and said, "Forgive me for my ignorance, the beauty and mystery of the Tia Forest made Sarafur ignorant, and the emergence of a new and powerful country like Garlanor made me yearn for it even more. Is Garlanord federal?" The dwarf's tone was respectful and not flattering, and his smile was no more or less, which made people very impressed.
Drusilia and Hora looked at each other, and the latter said, "Actually, it's the Union Nation. The unicorn spoke, startling everyone but Kaye.
"Garlanord is a big family of nature-loving races, and the Whitemane King belongs to Tia's allies. Originally, there was also a leader of the treemen, Rubai, but he could not be stopped, but his people could be seen, and lo and behold, there was coming. β
A distant horn sounded, and a whole group of treemen of varying heights burst into view. Some have broad leaves, some are full of branches, and some are pitted, and the visual impact is very strong when gathered together. At the feet of the tree man, the unicorn walks in a uniform and graceful stride. There was a young girl beside him, crossing the square.
This was followed by the Nightblade Panthers. They appear and disappear from time to time, bouncing and flipping in the only space, and the rangers on their backs are nimble and controlled, and the formation is interspersed with vertical and horizontal, dazzling, and it is impossible to tell how many there are. The Kumara straightened up, especially the Gulana.
Behind them were the druids, vines opening the way, flowers making the way, casting summoning spells, and ten wind elementals flew through the sky, startling the people on the terrace.
While everyone carefully remembered Tia's dazzling troops, the tree men who had become the background never stopped, and only turned their attention back until someone whispered that it was eighty. When it was a hundred, Banyard took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and when he was one hundred and fifty, Gurana's face seemed to be about to eat someone, and the handle of the chair rattled.
One hundred seventeen, one hundred eighteen, one hundred nineteen...... Two hundred! Drusilia was very satisfied and looked at the shocked faces of everyone in the Southeast Alliance, the purpose of the parade was completely achieved. Except for the young emperor of Essin, he spent more time on himself...... Hmph, gentleman.
The restless eyes met back and forth, more than 200 tree people, which gave Garlanord the capital to destroy the country, and the envoys changed their positioning of the forest forces one after another.
In fact, there were 200 tree people in the forest? Yes, more than 200 in number, but most of them were neutral, and the druids couldn't keep their tongues moving, and they had no interest in anything outside of it. Less than fifty Treants are willing to work for Drusilia, so what's the deal with the numbers in the square?
The Treants walked across the plaza and circled to the back of the Temple of Equilibrium, where there was a makeshift processing plant. Vlamir, the MONOCULUS overseer, was directing the elves to climb the treemen, cover them with spells and plants, and hang some fruits or vines, and in less than five minutes, the laurel tree turned into Higashi Aoki, and then walked all over again.
"I said, 'Does this work?' Ramsile, scratching his head, asked.
"Of course it works, peace under the sword is peace. Vlamir saw that three more were coming, and asked his elves to hurry up and put on makeup, "Shock the Southeast Alliance, and have the confidence to say anything in the future." β
"But some enemies can't be dealt with by deception, how many powerful beings does Sarafur have like a flame mage?"
"You don't care about that, you can't help if you worry about it. Vlamir chatted with Ramesile for a while, then turned his head and vomited blood on the spot.
"Hey, that's you! Your potato grew from a tree, and I picked it. And you, hanging one, two, three...... Seven kinds of fruits? You think you're a skittles! And you stupid root, I told you to pick the apple in the last circle, why are you still hanging? "MONOCULUS flew up to pick it up. "Ah, you're the apple tree......? Hey, don't slap your face!"
Ramesile found a corner and lay down, watched the beaten MONOCULUS pull out a basket of something and began to fight back. He thought to himself that Tia couldn't always be led away, even if she was a flame mage.
The Devil's Eye basket was full of white flesh worms, the kind that liked to drill through the bark of trees and eat the core, he threw them left and right, and he made seven or eight tree people jump by himself.