Chapter 139: A Busy Morning and Negotiations

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The King of the White Dragon does not need sleep in the true sense, and for Yalin, the so-called rest of Yalin is to close the mind for a short time and speed up the flow of time, and in just a few minutes, several hours have passed.

Yalin, who sat on the sand of his study, rested like this until the sun rose and illuminated the whole earth. Before Yalin, who had just finished his mental isolation, stood up, there was already a rush of footsteps outside the study, and then before the frost and snow elf maid outside the door had time to make a report, Miss Tosaka, who was still wearing pale yellow pajamas, had already pushed open the door in a hurry.

"Huhu ┉┉ ┉ ┉ Senior!!" from the house through the portal sprinting all the way to Yalin's study in the center of the main hall, the feeling of anemia just getting up in the morning and the sudden vigorous exercise made Rin Tosaka panting.

In the face of Rin's almost octave shouting, Arin only felt that Rin's family motto 'Always be elegant' was completely defeated at this moment.

"Really, Rin, isn't this like the usual you, where is the family motto of the Tosaka family always maintaining elegance?" Yalin said with a wicked smile: "And ~~ Please change your pajamas first, okay, you're going to go out." ”

When Yalin said this, Rin Tosaka noticed that his pajamas slipped off a lot because of running, and one side of his shoulder was all exposed, and he was really going to be gone if he slipped a little.

"I'm sorry senior!" Rin Tosaka hurriedly sorted out a pair, and at the same time, Rin also had a problem that he didn't wear shoes, and he actually ran barefoot along the way.

It's a big shame now!!

"On the back of your hand┉┉That's a spell!?" Arin seemed to suddenly 'notice' the three bright red spells on the back of Rin Tosaka's hand.

Rin Tosaka, who was still ashamed and hurriedly tidying up her appearance, suddenly came to her senses, and hurriedly displayed the spell in front of Yalin: "That's right, senior! It's indeed a spell ┉┉ I have been recognized by the Holy Grail, haha~ Ten years of hard work have finally not been in vain." ”

Arin also hurriedly checked the spell on the back of Rin's right hand, and Miss Tosaka excitedly began to ask about the summoning of the Heroic Spirit, and she had a big intention to summon the Heroic Spirit now. Because there are still important things to deal with today, Yalin has to temporarily postpone the day under the pretext of preparing to summon the magic array and waiting for the day when the magic power is the most abundant, but Yalin can see that Rin's originally sluggish spirit has disappeared without a trace, replaced by a strong self-confidence that has returned to his body.

Fortunately for Yalin, not long after informing Medea that Miss Tosaka would be 'captured' back to prepare for summoning, Tsukimi in "The Goddess of the Wagtail" ran to the study with great interest and dragged herself to breakfast with her. On the way, Yuehai warmly held Yalin's arm, and the pair of huge plumps on his chest were tightly attached to Yalin's arm, and the soft touch made Yalin feel hot for a while.

What would have been the result if Rin or Firi had seen Tsukimi holding her so intimately? Especially since Tsukimi still claimed to be his fiancée, that situation was definitely a hundred times more cruel than Shura.

While eating with Tsukimi, Arin couldn't help but think about how to deal with the interpersonal relationship with Rin, Fili, and Tsukimi in the future.

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The Kingdom of Saxony!

Located in a special conference hall in the palace, the old king Rodlan and the most loyal court mage Gretel, as well as several of the old king's henchmen gathered together, this conference hall was originally a very hidden secret room in the palace, surrounded by a powerful composite protective magic array and soundproof barrier, since the first king built this conference hall a few generations ago, it has been used only thirty times in a few hundred years, even the royal family knows about this room is only a handful, but this hidden room that is rarely used has given birth to several decisions to save the survival of the Kingdom of Saxony。

And today this secret chamber will attract a special emissary!

Accompanied by Manigot and Jabfika into the palace, although the weapon has been disarmed, Miriya does not have any worries, behind him is known as the Golden Saint Seiya The two companions have the power of ordinary people, they do not need weapons and just rely on their hands to shatter the earth and tear the sky, even if they are in the midst of thousands of troops, they can cut a bloody path, not to mention that there is a 'shadow' who has been accompanying the team has entered the heavily guarded palace first.

When they walked into the conference hall, almost everyone was slightly surprised to see a woman with a pale golden length, like a knight passing by in triumph, looking heroic but with a beautiful face that made people admire in their hearts!

In fact, after learning that the gods of the Arnold Mountains had sent messengers, everyone in the conference hall couldn't help but guess the image of the messengers of the gods countless times - maybe those silver elves as pure as frost, maybe the majestic ** master, maybe the arrogant and powerful dragons - but no one expected that the messenger of the gods would be such a young and beautiful human woman.

Court mage Gretel's originally locked gaze finally loosened slightly, this woman did exude a human aura, unlike the terrifying man she met in the Arnold Mountains, with a terrifying aura that was completely incongruous with her human posture. Of course┉┉ does not rule out whether the other party has some kind of props that can block the breath.

"My name is Miria, and I convey to you my master, the ruler of the Arnold Mountains!"

Miria sat down at the top of the long table and spoke slowly, with Manigot and Jaberfica, draped in white cloaks, standing on either side.

"It is my honor to receive a messenger of the gods, Miss Miriah. The old king Rodlan was very polite, but his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

All eyes in the entire conference hall were focused on Miria, but Gretel's eyes were cautiously watching the two people behind Miria, a purple man who always looked cynical, and a blue man who made women jealous. The two of them always have a feeling of déjà vu on their bodies.

Miria nodded slightly: "Although there have been some unpleasant conflicts between us┉┉, my master is willing not to pursue your offense, if possible, the master wants to make a deal with the Kingdom of Saxony." ”

Although Miria's words were a little arrogant, no one in the Chamber of Saxony was dissatisfied, after all, this was a messenger of the gods, just like Cardinal Issenor Riston of the Holy See, who dared to challenge the majesty of the gods, and who was a god who had truly existed and performed miracles.

The blizzard that separates the mountains and the forest is like two worlds at a distance, and it is truly a miracle that only the gods can show!

"What kind of deal does the gods want to make with the Kingdom of Saxony?" said the King of Rodland.

Miriya didn't answer, just stood up, took out an improved 'Twin Purple Flame Jade' and put it on the seat, and the activated 'Purple Flame Jade' suddenly projected a figure and sat in front of everyone! A handsome golden man with an elegant aristocratic temperament, wearing a black and white aristocratic dress with gold trim, looked very young but gave people a wise feeling, the man looked at everyone with a smile as if he had a qiē in his hands, like a condescending superior.

This is the common idea of the members of the Saxon Kingdom in the room, with a perfect and impeccable elegance and a handsome appearance like a noble son, it can be said that he is simply a model among the nobles!

Is this the ancient god of the Arnold Mountains?" for a moment everyone in the room cautiously speculated in their minds.

"It's an honor to meet you!Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Honezel El Britania┉┉" Honazel smiled and said: "The Prime Minister of the city of Ulduar! Who is His Majesty Rodeland, King of Saxony?"

The Prime Minister of the Old Gods!?and┉┉Yalin┉┉This is the name of the Old God!?

Glitter had already secretly written down the name, and might be able to look it up with the help of the documents collected in the Tower of the Sages to see if there was a god named Arin in the lost ages of ancient times.

The old king stood up slightly and politely gestured, "I am the king of the Kingdom of Saxony, Rodeland Shubesen, and I am very honored to meet you, Your Excellency Schunezel. ”

The projection of Honazel smiled slightly and nodded: "Your Majesty the King, I am not a person who likes to say too many polite words, I hope you can understand, we might as well go straight to the point." ”

Rodelan nodded: "Of course, Lord Honezel, please tell me! What kind of deal does the great ancient god Arin hope to make with our country?" ”

"It's very simple, Your Majesty, you have a general understanding of your country's current situation, the Ouge barbarians in the far north have always been an important factor threatening your country, and the current situation is also very clear to you that this snowstorm summoned by His Majesty Yalin after waking up has blocked the way for the Ouge barbarians to go south, and has saved your country from two wars in the past two years. ”

"Yes, Lord Shunezel, I ask you to convey my gratitude to the ancient god Arin for the precious time that two wars have been spared for our country. ”

"I'll convey it to Your Majesty. Schunezel changed the topic and said, "Although this blizzard is only an unintentional act of His Majesty, as long as His Majesty is willing, he can let this blizzard last forever." Your country will be able to get rid of the threat posed by the Oger barbarians in the Far North once and for all. ”

Completely getting rid of the threat posed by the Ogers was probably the greatest wish of the ancestors of the Kingdom of Saxony, and for a while a small discussion sounded in the room.

"Then what does our country need to pay to the gods?" asked the old king tentatively, but he didn't expect the other party to say the biggest weakness of the Kingdom of Saxony as soon as he came.

"If I'm guessing correctly, I think you'll think I'm going to ask you to submit to His Majesty, or to convert your faith to your Majesty, right?" said Honezel, leaning his hands together on the table.

The old king frowned slightly, this was indeed a point of his own concern.

"Lord Shonezel! Archmage Farron has brought news to our country after returning from the Arnold Mountains. Gretel took over and said, "The great ancient god Arin doesn't seem to be expanding outward, nor does he want to be worshiped by mortals in this world. ”

Schunezel smiled elegantly, "Yes! His Majesty really has no interest in paying too much attention to the mortal world. ”

"Then, what price does the ancient god Arin want us to pay?" asked the old king, word for word.