"How long will it take for him to wake up?" Kenny turned away from the window, away from the shadow of the giant tree outside the window. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Please wait in peace, Lord Kenny Dalton, as we do everything we can to take care of Elder Eugene. An old servant bowed slightly, and he did not get up for a long time, as if to send off a guest.

Out of the temple, Kenny looks back at the tall, ancient building. Outside the towering temple built of pure wood, twelve giant trees surround the temple, like a chaotic intertwined roots, and pierce deep into the main city of Assyria like a sharp sword, covering a wide area, even more advantageous than the location of the castle in the forest, but after thousands of years, these ancient trees and the temple surrounded by them are still towering in the center of the main city of Assyria, as if they are integrated with the forest outside, and their momentum is majestic and inviolable.

"Lord?" Camille's shout brought Kenny back to his senses. He saw the white dove standing not far away, dressed in the white shawl, and behind the long hem were dozens of knights in silver helmets, and Duke James Dondelion. At sunset, her silver hair and blue eyes are beautiful.

"Now, it's up to you, Kenny Dalton. The white dove came over and whispered, as if he had expected all this. The knight behind her did not follow, and Camille retreated into the distance, chatting with the pulsatilla who was pecking at the grains on the bluestone floor.

"White ....."

"Just kidding, if you can come back, God Namu must have heard my prayers. She smiled sheepishly, "Duke Jaime has already told me everything. Don't worry, before coming here, I have sent the Protector of Hess to clean up the old temples in the south of the city, and until the new residence is built, your citizens will live there temporarily, although it sounds a little shabby, but in fact, as long as it is cleaned up a little, it will look brand new!"

"I ..... Thank you. He held back for a long time, but in the end he only said these two words.

"That's all you say?" said the white dove, pretending to be displeased, and turned his head to look not far away. The blonde imp was whispering to a pulsatilla. The bird's feathers were as white as snow, and it was bigger than a young eagle. "Icelord come here. She called out to the little man. The white bird fluttered its wings and flew into the air, its wings snapping into the sunset.

"Ma'am, you call me?" Camille clucked as she tossed a soybean she had snatched from Pulsatilla's mouth into her mouth.

"A bean can't fill your stomach," she waved at the golden retriever, "Let's go, Marquis Emonn has hired the best cook in Assyria for my coronation, and I've heard that he can carve meat into grains and sprouts, and you'll want to try his dinner!" she turned and took the little man's hand, "In the name of the uncrowned queen, on behalf of Assyria, I invite the lord of the icefields to dinner, and let the lord behind us who was swept away by the flood and fled with a group of refugees stay there!"

"Lord, Lord," Camille said, turning back, "Miss Kellyn asked me to ....."

"Your Excellency, please. Duke Jaime Dondelion made an inviting gesture.

Kenny nodded in acknowledgment and stepped on the shadow of the white dove as he walked towards Fort in the Woods.

Their dinner on this day was creamy quail, red stuffed oxtail, pumpkin paste with dozens of spices, pan-fried lamb chops, figs, pecans, grated cheese and fennel with seasonal vegetables, and even a hot sea crab pie. Since the conflict between Assyria and Elidu, Assyria has rarely traded with Eli, and these sea crabs naturally come from the Bura Sea under the jurisdiction of Elidu, and the Assyrians have almost forgotten the taste of sea crabs and sea fish.

Camille said he had never eaten such a delicious meal in his life. "The southern borders of the Ramo Icefield are all thanks to you, the Queen," he said to the white dove, holding up half a glass of wine, "Your Majesty, may the Icefield be at peace with Assyria forever!"

"Befriend!" the white dove took a sip and put down his cup, and the back of the Hess Protector appeared at the end of the long table.

"Your Majesty," the old Dharma Protector staggered over to the white dove, bowed down slowly, and said, "Your account has been done, but due to the urgency of time and lack of manpower, we can only clean up a little. The old gate was restored, the windows were temporarily boarded with wooden boards, and we had to replace them with thatch because of the lack of bedding. In addition, I also instructed the people of the seminary to bring them some pea paste, which is all there is to it for the time being. ”

"Thank you, Hess Protector. Kenny stood up and saluted.

"Your Majesty, Lord Kenny. The old protector turned and smiled.

The white dove stood up with his glass, and immediately a servant stepped forward to pour wine. In addition to a few servants, the small hall was also Duke James, Marquis Eamon, Marquis Quanti, Marquis of Bolton, Earl Charlotte, Earl Rowe, Earl Bartitt, and the late Protector of Hess, and of course Camille and Kenny, and everyone stood up. "Three days from now, my coronation will be held, and now I can stand here and drink with all of you, all of whom depend on you. The White Dove looked around with a full glass of wine, "Of course, the most important thing is Kenny Dalton, Lord of Nippel, without him, I might still be in the Dragon's Blood Forest." Thank you Namu, thank you Assyria, thank you, and may we drink this cup together and swear to peace for Assyria for the rest of our lives!"

"Swear to Assyria!" shouted in unison from the crowd except Kenny and Camille.

Once seated, the servants were busy again, and new dishes were piled up on the long table, each with a corresponding wine pairing. The atmosphere in the small hall grew more and more high, and in the midst of drunken conversation, the marquis of Eamon invited the bard to sing a new ballad, accompanied by the Assyrian harp, and the Marquis of Quanti invited the famous Assyrian singer, who played the song of dombra for the queen's return.

"Another drink?" asked Kenny, Count Charlotte, blushing. His father was a pig slaughterer, and he laughed like a butcher who cut meat, and his fierce face was undisguised, but he was now respected for his service to the queen.

"Thank you. Kenny said as he handed over his glass, turning his gaze to the white dove sitting next to him. The Count took the silver flask from his servant and poured it himself. At this moment, he saw that the Protector of Hess seemed to be whispering something in the ear of the white dove.

"Thank you for everything you do for the Queen. After Greot finished speaking, he took a big sip, and the cup immediately bottomed out. The man never drinks in small sips, as Kenny noticed at the beginning of the dinner, and he can only respond with a full drink.

"Your Excellency, you should have a drink with me, too!" said Marquis Quanti as a toast, and the wine was sprinkled on the left breast of his gray brocade coat. He wore a cloak of silver thread, fastened it with a sterling silver sickle, and was drunk by this time.

Kenny took another drink and burped softly. When he looked into the cup again, the sharp-eyed little servant had already filled him with another glass, and this time, the white dove's glass was saluted. "Nameless, this glass of wine, drink for Follet. Her flushed face leaned over and her voice was like a drizzle, "The Dharma Protector just told me that a forest keeper witnessed the murderer kill Fulai ....."