When Xi Xiangyu finished talking about his plan, he directly sent the blackboard to the half-plane with a wave of his hand, and then took out a few written reports from it.

"Well, if you don't have any comments, I'll hand over the report to headquarters. 」

"Yes, of course. I'm not a traveling scholar, so why is it in the plan?"

Alan first raised his doubts.

She roughly noticed that most of the whole plan required her participation, and she and Leach were the main executors of the first step of the plan.

Such participation is too much for an outsider, even if she is really happy to do so.

"What, aren't you your own? I've always felt like you and Leach are ......."

"Wait, wait a minute, what did you mean when you said you want us to be idols?"

It seems that the inhabitants of Golantia still hold a more conservative view in this regard, and are far from being as open as the earth, and far from being chaotic as the earth.

Isn't it just about to say that you two are about to get engaged?, but Leach interrupted the conversation and asked another question that Alan also wanted to ask.

"Oh, literally. In order to end the war, please become idols and negotiate peace with the Earth officials to come to Golantia. 」

The ordinary nations of Gorantia rarely come into contact with any high-level supernatural powers, and those organizations are unlikely to adopt the strategy of peaceful settlement, so it is natural for the world-class dovish traveler to take a stand.

They and the churches of the various gods came forward to hold friendly talks, and then ended the war in a way that was beneficial to both sides.

Even if we left it alone, the war would end sooner or later, but it didn't seem like much time to waste.

"So from my personal point of view, it is a good choice for you and Alan to establish diplomatic relations with the earthlings as representatives, the half-elf is the hybrid of the two most prosperous races among the five creative races of Gorantia, if you can end the war on behalf of Golandia, it will definitely be able to greatly alleviate the embarrassing situation of the half-elf, right?"

"It's possible that your approach will succeed, but I think there will be too many forces involved in this matter. ”

Even if Elenia doesn't say it, Happy Encounter knows that it is not easy to choose a representative to establish diplomatic relations with the earth.

Not to mention that it is impossible for everyone to agree to end the war, and the most important representative is quite difficult to elect quickly.

Of the five creative races, only humans, elves, and dragons are currently left, and it is not much of a problem for these three races to be represented, but even if there are only three races, their opinions will never be unanimous.

What's more, there are a large number of other races with a large proportion of the population, such as dwarves, halflings, dwarves, etc., how can they be said to be a bowl of water?

Otherwise, who would be willing to be represented inexplicably?

"There's no time, there's really no time, and if it drags on any longer, the earthlings will become more and more extreme. So this time, Leach and Allen will go to negotiate with the Earth officials, and Sumesmart will wake up and ask him to go too, so that the creation of the race will not be all together?"

Yes, what you want when you meet is an unreasonable forcible representative.

If you really have to wait for the opinions of the whole Golantia to be unified, then the daylily is cold, how can there be so much time to waste on this kind of thing.

As long as this matter is decided and his plan can be carried out, how can he not fight in the future?

Hearing the plan to meet happily, everyone was speechless. I just feel that the courage to meet is getting bigger and bigger, and now I dare to directly and secretly represent the whole of Golantia.

"Don't tell me, you don't plan to tell the Traveling Scholars Headquarters about your plan at all, and you won't make up your report until it's done, right? ”

After a while, Yelenia reacted, and took the so-called report in her hand to check it.

"You don't have to look at it, it's all junk information, it's time to delay. 」

“...... I always feel that if I don't care about you anymore, you can go to heaven. I agree with this plan, obviously the sooner you end it, the better, but the responsibility is on the initiator of the plan, right?"

"Of course, the pot will be thrown at me, and I don't need to care about it anymore. 」

Elves, Dwarves, Guerrillas, Earthlings, High Mages, Devils, Mephistopheles Felis......

Anyway, now the people who want to kill him can stuff his half-plane, and the so-called debt is not worrying.

At this point, everyone finally agreed to the plan, and then the four of them were sent to Noyer through the World Tree.

At this time, only Sumesmart, who was still asleep, and the kobold and lizardman retinue he brought to plant trees were the only ones left in the base.

"Those who should have gone are gone, don't you dare to come out?"

The feeling of happy meeting was not as good as before, and although he couldn't confirm whether the hostility really existed, he still chose to ......

Trick!

"He has created new super magic, created new ideas for making strange things, created new potions, and can see through the old man's location just by relying on the strength of a middle-level mage, which is worthy of being the first preacher mage in a hundred years. ”

A gray-robed old man appeared in the air not far from him out of thin air, and he couldn't even detect a little of his breath when he met him, this was obviously the highest level of invisible spells!

No, it may be that the old mage has just stayed in another plane, so it is difficult to perceive him because of the happy encounter.

"Michelle keeps praising you at the headquarters, and even wants me to take you as an apprentice, but you and I will never have the fate of master and apprentice anyway. ”

"You are the president of the Mage Guild, one of the known ninth-order mages of Corantia?"

As a mage, I have heard of the name of the president of the mage association, and when Michel, the president of the Noyère branch, left, he said that he would go to the headquarters to find the president to apply for a patent for him and do something else by the way.

It's easier to guess where the other party came from.

"That's right, the old man is here to ask you for the title of Missionary Mage, if you don't want to die in a spell duel, admit defeat as soon as possible and offer this position. ”

"I've had an urgent matter these days, why don't you duel with me in half a month?"

"Hahaha, you finally returned to the main material face, can I let you go so easily?"

After listening to the old master's words, he smiled knowingly when he met him.

If it weren't for the wrong timing for this old man, he would have just admitted defeat. The World Tree matured to the point where he now had little need for the power of an evangelist.

If he had waited a few days later for him to take advantage of the last vestiges of his status as a preacher mage, whoever came to him would directly admit defeat and throw out this useless position with the ridicule of the whole plane.

But now......

"Okay, do you have any last words to say?"