The side hall on the second floor of Strongton City, where Jerry and Patrick were gathered at the moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

For some reason, meetings and research are always confusing, even in Middle-earth.

Patrick gave a speech on the stage to welcome Jerry and them into the city, and the audience gathered the elite of the entire city of Shoephton. There are merchants, there are politicians, there are aristocrats, there are magicians. They all occupy important positions in the city of Zipton.

Fortunately, the lavish and extravagant Hopton Castle was large enough that the banquet hall burned by the dragon was being restored by the masons of Strongton City.

This meeting room, which can accommodate 1,000 people, is packed with elites from all walks of life in the city of Zipton.

Fortunately, everyone had a seat, and it was Jerry and a few of them who sat at the front. Patrick stood on the stage and croaking like a duck, and this kind of conference always succeeded in making the meeting so long and boastful on the stage that you didn't remember a word of what he said.

"In the past few days, under the wise leadership of His Majesty the great Shelley, our city of Shoepton has ushered in great military and economic development... ”

I don't understand why Patrick talks so much when he arrives at the meeting, it's just a chatterbox. It seems that no one likes the sleepy atmosphere of a meeting than Patrick.

The elites of the city of Zipton who were sitting in the conference hall were also drowsy, and Patrick was unaware of it, and continued to stand on the stage and talk like chickens.

Until someone in the audience snores very facelessly, and you are sleepy during the meeting, and you actually pout. This annoyed Patrick, and he looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a bearded dwarf lying asleep on the table.

Tulolo, lying on the table, with his mouth wide open, snoring and snoring. Occasionally, it's a very inappropriate bar, a chirp, a mouth.

Patrick looked at Jerry, who was in a daze, and suddenly woke up, and he patted the stammer on his left, who pushed Tullolo, who was sleeping next to him.

Turolo didn't react, and continued to snore and dream about him.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Jerry smiled: "This friend of ours was so tired all the way that he couldn't help but fall asleep, and asked General Patrick to bear with me." ”

Patrick had no choice but to smile: "Ah, I talked too much. You've worked hard from afar. It's General Ben who doesn't take care of it, that, we'll make a long story short. ”

Tulolo was finally woken up by the cloth stutterer, and the awakened Tulolo woke up half-loudly, and it turned out that he was in a meeting here.

Turoro was a little dumbfounded, he knew he had disturbed these people. He turned his head to see Nemo also lying on the table dreaming.

Kiva quickly woke Nemo up. Some of the elites from all walks of life in the back row also fell asleep and were woken up by their partners next to them.

Patrick cleared his throat, probably knowing that he was too long-winded.

"Magic Dragon, everyone knows. Recently, the dragon has been raging. In a few days, we would like to organize a team to go to the Flaming Mountain. Whoever wants to go, and who wants to offer some sponsorship. It's okay to say. Originally, we wanted to send an army here, but the army was to protect the safety of our city of Supton. Besides, we don't have enough money to do this, and I hope that the civil society will organize it."

Patrick said this, in fact, everyone knows that the city of Strongton is well funded, Patrick is an old fritter, he deliberately did not let the army go to the Flaming Mountain, and organized a civilian team just to make a profit from it.

"I'll give you three hundred gold coins for this expedition!" said a fat gentleman, who was the richest man in Zipton.

"I'm in charge of supplying weapons!" said Dale, the owner of the largest weapons shop in town.

"I provide tents,"

"Food, and your clothes"

Many people have stepped forward.

"And who wants to go to Flaming Mountain?" asked Martin.

No one answered, everyone looked at each other. The crowd erupted in bustling, whispering voices.

No one wants to go to a hellish place like Flaming Mountain, these elites from all walks of life in Zipton City have their own decent lives, and they don't want to venture to that kind of place.

"Let's go," Jerry said, standing up.

"We're going to Ice King City, and we happen to pass by the Flaming Mountain. Let's go to the Flaming Mountains and have a look," Carol said as she stood up, trying to get her little meow back.

"No, no, no, it's absolutely not going to work. Rayson objected. "We did pass by the Flame Mountain when we went to the Ice King City, but we had important things to do, we bypassed from the side of the Flame Mountain, and looked for the official way to reach the Ice King City, how could we climb to the top of the Flame Mountain. ”

"You can wait for us at the foot of the mountain. I've got to make a trip up the Flaming Mountain, I'm going to get my little meow back. Carol spoke firmly.

"Okay, then our Majesty Jerry, the king of the little Ai country, will lead his team to climb the Flaming Mountain to have a look. His Majesty is our great hero in Middle-earth, and he killed Juhas!" Patrick exclaimed.

With a "boom", the crowd exploded.

"This is Jerry?"

"He's the boy king who killed the Dark Legion Demon King Juhas?"

"He's so young, so handsome. What a young talent!"

Jerry and the stammering man looked at Patrick angrily, they didn't want to be noticed. Besides, they were also tasked with escorting Anglas, how could Patrick directly say Jerry's name in public.

Even Rayson glared at Patrick.

Patrick knew he had said the wrong thing, so he had to laugh until he said, "Quiet, everybody." His Majesty, the great hero of our mankind, still has important business, so we will dismiss the meeting first!"

Patrick said as he wanted to take Jerry and them out of the conference room.

"Boom!", the crowd was in chaos. They all wanted to witness the legendary king of the little Ai, the man who killed Juhas.

The crowd flocked to Jerry. Martin saw that things were not good, and quickly opened the door of the conference room. Clothier, Nemo, and Tulokiva fled the conference room with Jerry in their arms, followed by a large crowd.

Jerry: They were led by Martin to a small room on the first floor. The elites of Soulton City were finally thrown away by Jerry and them under the obstruction of the Manhal soldiers outside the gate.

"Patrick, what's the matter with you, why did you expose His Majesty Jerry's name!" Martin asked Patrick angrily.

Although Martin was only Patrick's staff officer, the two had the same rank. The difference is that the power is in Patrick's hands, and Patrick is embarrassed: "I didn't mean to, as soon as I pouted, I told His Majesty Jerry." ”

"Alright, alright. We must leave Strongton City as soon as possible and head to the Ice King. Jerry said unhappily.