Traveling is tiring, and dinner is essential, even if the wood elves don't like such occasions.

"A bunch of stupid guys, the Norsca tribe is about to gather and go south, and they are holding a banquet here, and they don't seem to care. We came back from a bloody battle to warn them, and these people don't take it seriously at all!"

Aryria was annoyed.

"Elves, you have to accept the reality that what we know, what we see, that is only what we have witnessed, for these people who live in the city, they have never seen the assembled barbarian legions, nor the terrifying frost dragons. It's not the same thing, and it's normal not to believe it. ”

Rod returned with a calm face.

Although the Wood Elves are very capable of fighting and surviving, they do not know anything about human society, the Empire, and the politics of the Empire. She is like a child who has come out of a fairy tale world, and her eyes are full of idealism. Although she may be a hundred years old, one thing has been repeated for a hundred years—wandering the forest, clearing out invaders, and hunting. Proficiency in archery and combat skills does not mean that you are proficient in other aspects.

"Besides, the situation of the Empire is very complicated, and although it is powerful, it is also very troublesome. You must know that the vast empire is made up of thirteen provinces, each with its own high lords, who govern their own territories and owe allegiance to the emperor. Although the emperor was ostensibly the supreme ruler, he did not necessarily have real power. In many cases, it is actually the great lords of these places who really hold the real power, that is, the electors in people's mouths. Even the emperor was elected by them, who do you think is the real ruler? You know the emperor Louis Bird, but it does not mean that you know every local lord, and it is a matter of saying whether these lords will receive you or not. Maximian only had a good relationship with the emperor, so he carried out the emperor's wishes and let the fleet go north to pick up people. If it were another big lord, it might not be so efficient. ”

After Rod finished speaking, Aryria's face became even more ugly. For the first time, Lord Kislev slowly learned the whole picture of the human world, as well as some inside stories that she had not seen before.

"Elves, there are some things that cannot be rushed. You and I are in a hurry, but these imperial nobles are not in a hurry, and it is useless. It's not as simple as you informing the Emperor and then the Emperor gathering a large army against the Norsca tribe. In the Empire, everything needs to go through procedures, and even if you are the emperor, you can't go beyond these procedures. The local lords decide the small things themselves, and the big things need to be resolved through a meeting and negotiation. For example, the matter of assembling an army to deal with the northern barbarians is not something that the emperor can do with a word. In fact, the only army that Emperor Louis Bird could mobilize was the capital city of Aldolph and the surrounding troops, the army led by Rick. Farther afield, he would need to call on the Electors to organize legions and join the Emperor. But this needs to be discussed in a meeting, and if an elector is unwilling to send troops, then the emperor will not be able to do anything about him. Therefore, even if you rush to the emperor now and tell the story again, he will not be able to help. Besides, whether he himself wants to believe it or not is another matter. ”

Rod's words made Aryria both disappointed and angry. Such a big country turned out to be like this. It seems to be strong, but in fact, it is a plate of loose sand. She couldn't get used to it, but she couldn't help it.

"If you want to do something in the human world, you have to know these rules of the game. Even if you and I hate it, there are times when we have to follow it for a while in order to achieve our goals. ”

Rod continued to finish speaking, and several nobles from Norden City came over to toast him. 139 Reading Network

"Warrior from the North, High Lord Rod Lawn, honored to know you. ”

A middle-aged man with a shiny face and a big belly walked in front of him. From the gorgeous jewelry he wears, it can be known that this is another wealthy nobleman of the empire. It's just that no one knows how to get rich. Relying on the annexation of land, the collusion between officials and businessmen, the issuance of usury, etc., these can be said to be the common methods used by the imperial aristocracy. Rod raised his glass in return, and Aryria turned her face away with a look of disgust.

"I'll go first. ”

With that, the Wood Elf got up and left, retreating into the darkness of the banquet hall alone.

Rod could only shake his head, he knew that he had learned a dark lesson in the heart of the female elf today. However, the world is originally dark, the light is so weak, and it is surrounded by shadows on all sides, like a candle swept by the wind, and it is in danger of being extinguished at any time. Just like in this last days, the real crisis is not the countless Chaos Legions in the north, but the decaying human empire......

"Lord Rhodes, I've heard of your deeds, it's a legend. Can you tell us about your incredible legends?"

The Norden nobles asked curiously.

Of course, Rhodes knew that these people were not really curious, and that the Empire had always been arrogant towards Lady Keithry. It's like people living in big cities look at people living in the countryside. The nobles and lords of each empire asserted themselves in their own right, and that ineffable sense of superiority was the result of centuries of disparities between nations. Of course, they did have this capital, and when the empire popularized firearms, the warriors of Kislev were still dominated by cold weapons. While newspapers were popularizing in the Empire, Mrs. Keith was still delivering news to the people in the form of square shouts. While wide stone paths spread across the empire, Kislev was dominated by muddy country roads...... These are their proud capital. Rod knew that these Norden aristocrats were by no means simple greetings and curiosity. From their strange gazes, Rhodes saw suspicion and disdain.

In the face of this group of nobles who wanted to see the joke, Rod did not answer positively, but deliberately straightened his body, revealing his strong chest, and at the same time, he also exposed the dragon tooth necklace hanging around his neck, deliberately showing it in front of everyone. Not a real dragon's tooth necklace to be exact. Just the smallest fang, pulled out of the frost dragon's mouth, is roped and used as a simple decoration. It doesn't have any buffs, but it's enough to wow everyone.

For the upper echelons of the empire, dragon tooth necklaces and dragon tooth rings are all treasures that can be encountered but not sought. The kind that even money can't buy. The people who have it are definitely first-class people. What's more, dragons have not been seen in a hundred years. Possessing it at this moment only proves one thing - this Lord of Kislev really defeated the dragon in Northern Norsca, otherwise, it would not have possessed this thing.

For a moment, the faces of the nobles changed from talking and laughing to surprise, and finally, everyone had respect written on their faces......