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"Oracle of the Supreme One: The glorious scales hide the ultimate distortion and filth, and no matter how the inferior aliens tempt them with sweet words and delicate gifts, the followers of Nielon must return to the sword, or they will surely fall into evil and depravity. Your Majesty, the parable of my lord is clear and unambiguous, all Tiya are obliged to follow the will of the Supreme One, and should immediately order the expulsion of the dragon and his servants who watch over the forest, even to death!"

Speak only 12 syllables per breath, stress when using honorifics and particles, and descending for derogatory words...... Even in a tone full of pride and hatred, the priests of Nielon strictly adhered to the precepts of the Lord of the Rites, and their words were lengthy.

It's been three days...... Drusilia covered her face in despair, and her undignified actions immediately drew angry glances from the priests.

Three days ago, at midnight, Drusilia and the reconnaissance team brought back three kidnapped compatriots in the green capital, causing an uproar. For some reason, Drusilia asked the returning rangers to spread the word about the dragon, with a special emphasis on "rescue" and "merchants", while mysterious magic was not circulated. By the time the temple learned about it, the information had spread to the villages around the green capital.

The runaway princess and the elven king negotiated for three hours, and finally the elven king was persuaded to agree to a discreet deal with the dragon. The reason for this is not that the Elven King and Drusilia believed in the "goodwill" of Lesatos because of the three compatriots, but that they missed this opportunity and could not find another way to replenish their armaments, which was a desperate gamble.

Surprisingly, in the Council of Elders, the priests of Nielon were extremely adamantly opposed, while the elders who favored the temple made up a third of the number, and all of them demanded the expulsion of the dragon. The elders who obeyed the Elven King's orders and a handful of neutrals began a long tug-of-war negotiation.

In fact, what really made Drusilia desperate was the efficiency of the council, the elven king raised the issue, the temple collectively objected, the elders mediated slowly, the elven king proposed again, the temple opposed again, and the elders ...... For three whole days, I was standing still, even if I wanted to veto, I would simply do it.

There is no time left, the big eyeball will be visiting this evening, and the decision of the council will affect whether Tia will go against the grain or fight back...... Drusilia turned to look at her father, her eyes full of fervent pleading. The Elven King accepted his beloved daughter's plea for help, and stood up to interrupt the elders' long speech in a deep voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, if we accept the deal of that giant beast, there is half a chance that Tia will perish, and if we refuse, Tia's demise is inevitable!"

The elders moved uneasily, and they were very unaccustomed to such blunt statements or persecutions, and they usually used historical allusions and poetic tactful tones to explain this impudent ultimatum like an ignorant princess. In fact, the elders did not guess wrong, this is indeed the original words of Drusilia to persuade the Elven King.

The elders were talking, the priests were pale, and the dogma of the Lord of the Rites was unconvincing in the face of the harsh and straightforward reality.

"Smack. ”

The silver cane and the knocking of the green rock floor were very slight, but it suddenly made the council hall so quiet that the pins could be heard. The master of the cane, the "ceremonial patriarch" of the temple, the darling of Nieron, the spiritual guide of the priests, and the high priest of the Ofascist straightened up, and his cheeks and sharp gaze, which were tougher than Qinggangiwa, shocked the audience.

"Your Majesty, instead of questioning the oracle of my lord and guessing at the good and evil of the alien race, it is better to ask the three elves who have been brought back, they have been with the dragon for a longer time, and should be able to give us the answer. The High Priest looked meaningfully at the Elven King, who was not to be outdone and looked at the Ofascists.

The High Priest proposed a new entry point and then asked for an adjournment. Drusilia felt that the situation was not good, because her father took the initiative to look away in the eye collision with the High Priest.

In the lounge of the side hall, the elf king was a little depressed and said to his daughter: "There is no way to get through the topic." ”

"Why, wouldn't it be in our best interest to let our saved compatriots testify?"

"Testimony...... It was up to the temple to decide, and as soon as the priests took action against the three witnesses and made them declare the dragon evil and brutal, public opinion was turned upside down at once. ”

Drusilia's eyes widened in disbelief: "The temple will ...... in order to drive away the Flame Mage. Persecuting fellow citizens?"

"Don't think of the temple as dirty, persecution is not enough, the priests are best at persuasion and persuasion, they always have a way. ”

"Then what are we waiting for, yesterday I asked Ramisile to escort them back to the village, and immediately sent the guards to protect them. ”

The Elf King smiled helplessly: "Liya, you don't know about the Ofascist High Priest, he can generously adjourn the meeting, which means that the temple guards have already picked up the witnesses." We missed a step and remedied it too late. ”

Two hours later, Drusilia angrily pushed open the door to the council. She felt that the anger of the previous 32o years was not as great as it was today, and she was angry at her father's inaction, the elders wavering, the council was ineffective, and the temple she hated the most, preferring to send guards to intercept her compatriots than to contribute to the war against the slave hunters.

When Drusilia saw another female elf waiting outside the door, part of her anger was replaced by apology. "Sorry...... Welllet, I failed......"

Vill Rite was 2oo years older than the princess, and her temperament was more calm and serene, "It's okay, come, let's go for a walk by the lake, if the priests see me, a commoner, walking side by side with the princess, there will be trouble again." ”

Villette's last sentence provoked Drusilia's anger, and she narrated the story in a complaining tone along the way. After the temple picked up the rescued compatriots, my father directly abandoned the issue, saying that the high priest had already opened the hole cards, and any more stalemate would cause more discord. The father's code of conduct is always the same...... Accommodating, if it were tougher, would not allow the temple power to expand to this kind of process. ”

Willett sensibly avoided the discussion of the clan king, and said: "The expansion of the temple is mainly due to the fact that after the closure of the Tia Forest, the idle compatriots are facing the invasion of humans, and they are even more helpless spiritually, and faith has taken advantage of it. ”

"I understand. Drusilia sighed, "Only if you can listen patiently to me, I'm afraid there is no hope for trade." "Wellett was not only a close friend of the Princess, but she was also in charge of the export of spices and timber and the import of all ore in the green capital before the blockade. Even the most cunning and greedy dwarves would struggle to extract an extra silver coin from Willett's mouth, and Drusilia had intended to recommend her to trade with Lesatos on the issue.

Villelet is also disappointed, as she used to be the mall general who made dwarves and humans ramp up, but now she can only wander among the spices and silks of rotting insects every day. "The salesman named Vlamir will come in a few hours with the merchandise, what is the council going to do?"

"The Guardian Ranger will expel him, but the Temple will also send guards to participate, and those stereotypical guys should shoot him directly. Alas, it is not known which fool the father appointed to be in charge of this. ”

A voice came out from behind the two: "Your Highness, if I were a fool, it would be the most handsome fool in Sarafur." ”

The two turned around, and Ramsilele bowed. Wellrit said dissatisfiedly, "Quite a virtuoso silent step, Ramsile, but did you learn the art of a ranger to eavesdrop on the ladies of the **?"

"No offense, but I only see a lady in Liya, is there anyone else here?"

Drusilia interrupted the two before Willett could fight back with more bitter language: "Okay, you are all my friends, don't be estranged over trivial matters. Ramessile, does my father repent you for my affairs?"

"Not only did it not, but His Majesty appointed me to lead the Guardian Ranger "in response" to the arrival of the dragon servants. Ramesile accentuated the response.

The two ladies exchanged a look. "It seems that my father has not completely given up on the issue, but ...... Where's the turnaround?"

Verrit frowned and said, "There is only one, the goods brought by Vlamir are extremely valuable, so precious that they can cause a sensation in the green capital, and use the voice of the people to overthrow the protest of the temple...... Very little hope. ”

Drusilia was silent, and in the middle of deep darkness winged the dawn out of nowhere, bitterness and helplessness haunted her.

Villerett smiled and encouraged her friend, saying, "Legend has it that dragons don't all have precious treasures, and maybe they can do it." When the time comes, it's up to me to bargain with him, and I promise that no merchant's change of eyes will hide it from me. ”

"Looks?" said Drusilia and Ramsile, their expressions strange.

"What? Is Vlamir a blind man, or an eyeless monster?"

"Nope. Ramesile smiled evilly and said, "I swear to the king, that is definitely the most "godly" eye I have ever seen. “