Compared with the shock and entanglement of others, Kevin and others are much calmer. Originally, they were based on believing in the quilt brave, and they were all expected by the news at this time. With each other, I can't help but feel that I really chose the right person, and at the same time, I am a little proud that I can cultivate such a talent.

In the evening, the Dark Elf Ambassador sent out an invitation, hoping that the Observation Group of the Pauler Kingdom and the Ambassador would come to his Dark Elf Embassy together, and it was said that there was some excellent meal for everyone to eat.

At this time, Bradley and the others all rushed to the capital, leaving a reconnaissance leader Boris here, and he still had the handle in Kevin's hands. For the time being, there is nothing to worry about, and everyone happily goes to the appointment.

The appointment time was 10 o'clock in the evening, and it was a little strange why the meal was scheduled so late, but Kevin and the others didn't say anything. I even deliberately ate less for dinner and kept my stomach open.

Late at night, Kevin and the others went to the Dark Elf Embassy on time, and they didn't shy away from it, and entered through the main door. The Dark Elf Ambassador had been waiting for a long time, and he was the only one here, and there was no red tape, and he beckoned everyone in like an old friend.

Kevin and the others were naturally polite, and the dark elves were straightforward and wanted to lure everyone to the basement.

Everyone was slightly surprised, secretly thinking about what to eat in the basement? When they went out, they were inevitably alert, and subconsciously began to look around.

Of course, the Dark Elf Ambassador could see the problem, and at this time, he stopped selling Guan Zi and whispered to everyone: "Don't be nervous, we will eat dragon meat today." ”

"Long ......" everyone was shocked.

The dark elf had already hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't be nervous, come, follow me." ”

Everyone looked at each other, curious and nervous, but everyone still followed the dark elves all the way to the basement.

The basement was very clean, and there was a large cauldron in the middle, and the low firewood was blazing, and the pot was churning, as if some kind of broth was cooking. A circle of small benches on the side is enclosed, and knives, forks, bowls, and some spices are all ready, just waiting for everyone to sit down.

It feels good to look at the arrangement, everyone sits around and eats each other's meat, which is very atmospheric, but there is a strange smell in the air, and there is no appetite for smelling.

"Sit, you're welcome. The Dark Elf stretched out his hand and found a place to sit down.

Everyone nodded and sat down in a circle. Attracted by the meat in the pot, Kevin turned back to his ambassador and asked, "Is this dragon meat?"

"Yes," replied the Dark Elf Ambassador, "even if you are strong, it is not so easy to eat the Empire's Pterodactyl mount. Today's opportunity is rare, and you are welcome. ”

Ambassador Lou Baole couldn't help but nod his head: "That's right, I've never eaten this before." ”

The Dark Elf Ambassador approached the side of the pot and tried the meat with a fork: "It should be cooked, I have been cooking it for more than ten hours, and I have been cooking it since early in the morning." Come and eat. After speaking, he forked a piece first, put it on the side of his mouth and blew it twice, and bit it directly.

When everyone saw the master doing it, they were no longer polite, and each stepped forward to try it. Kevin nodded: "No wonder it doesn't start eating until 10 o'clock in the evening, does the dragon meat have to be burned for so long?" After speaking, he also took a bite.

The rough taste of the mouth, and the sound of the meat and teeth rubbing, make you feel as if you are chewing wood. It is estimated that if a piece of wood is boiled in water for more than ten hours, it will be similar to this.

Everyone looked at each other, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Sain couldn't help but laugh dryly: "This ...... The taste is a little special. ”

"In fact, the meat of the truly powerful demonic beasts is almost like this," Ambassador Lou Baole helped to explain, "The powerful demonic beasts are not necessarily delicious, and the muscles may become stiffer as the strength increases." ”

Sain didn't say anything more and continued to chew on his "wood". In fact, as the son of the leader of the Thunder Knights, he had eaten some high-level demonic beast meat, but what he ate at that time was all soft parts, such as fatty offal. However, as a nobleman at that time, he ate all the high-quality food, but now he gnaws on muscles, and the taste is naturally very different.

Naturally, the pterosaur also has a soft part, and since these parts are not taken out by the Dark Elf Ambassador, it is inconvenient for everyone to say anything. After all, being able to eat dragon meat is very good in itself.

"Rest assured," the Dark Elf Ambassador half-jokingly said, "I can't fool you with wood. ”

"Haha......" Everyone laughed, and they had already begun to look for seasonings and find their favorite ways to eat.

"Is there any hot sauce?" asked Little Spoon.

"Here," the Dark Elf Ambassador pulled out some from his spatial ring, "so you like spicy food?"

"I didn't like it very much before, but after staying at the border for a while, I thought it was okay," Little Spoon took the hot sauce bottle, sniffed it closer, then nodded his head to show satisfaction, and began to eat with the hot sauce. The more she ate, the more energetic she became, as if she could eat even wood as long as she had hot sauce.

"Does dragon meat help with strength?" Kevin couldn't help but ask a crucial question.

The two ambassadors both smiled, and it was Ambassador Lou Baole who replied: "Theoretically, as long as it is a powerful demonic beast, it will have some effect. But the specific effect also depends on the individual. ”

"Yes," the Dark Elf Ambassador said, "Even if it works, it's not immediate. As soon as I swallowed it, I immediately changed color with my fighting spirit, which is only a legend or an exaggerated technique. In fact, eating Warcraft can become stronger, which is similar to eating meat to get fat. ”

"Eating a piece of fat meat doesn't make you fat immediately, and eating a piece of dragon meat and trying to get strong right away is also unlikely," the Dark Elf Ambassador continued, "and there are people who don't get fat when they eat to death, and there are people who don't get strong when they eat death, so it's more tragic here." ”

Ambassador Lou Baole said: "But at least most people can still feed it, but I don't know how effective the dragon meat is?" If it is an excellent high-level demonic beast, eating it for three or five days in a row will have a significant effect, and especially for low-level strength people, it is even more obvious." ”

"I don't know exactly how effective the dragon meat is," the Dark Elf ambassador said, "Imperial propaganda claims that dragon meat is completely useless and unpalatable. But it is estimated that it is only to prevent others from coveting their dragon knight mounts, and they are deliberately promoted like this. It's hard to say how effective it will be. ”

"Anyway, I finally got a priceless treasure today. Thanks to the Dark Elf Ambassadors. Kevin was polite.

"You're welcome," replied the Dark Elf Ambassador, "I'm still useful for the rest of the Pterodactyl, and some of them are needed at home, so I'll have to teleport back." The food here is even if I deduct some leftovers, so don't mind too much. ”

"I don't know what kind of leftovers it is?" the crowd asked.

"Dragon's ass. ”

Everyone: "......"

The dark elves didn't care: "It's okay, I've cleaned it up, let's eat the left half today, and the right half tomorrow." ”

"Yes, haha. Everyone smiled and nodded.

The little spoon looked at the pot thoughtfully: "It seems that the pterosaur is really big, but I didn't expect that it couldn't be stewed in a pot with just one butt." ”

Everyone: "......"

The Dark Elf ambassador turned his head to look, but saw Kevin cut the meat little by little, cutting it into small pieces, I thought he couldn't bite it, and looked around, but saw that Jack was also cutting small pieces. After a moment's thought, he remembered, "Oops, I forgot to invite your crows and parrots this time." What a ......."

"It's fine," Kevin replied, "the birds eat small, just bring them some leftovers." ”

"No, no, it's a matter of etiquette," the Dark Elf Ambassador lamented, "I'm not used to treating them as human beings. ”

"Ahem," Kevin coughed dryly, "Anyway, it's still hard work for the Dark Elf Ambassador to stew from morning to night." ”

The Dark Elf Ambassador smiled, "I heard that the Quilt Warrior successfully defeated the Kobold King, this should be the credit of everyone here, right?"

Everyone couldn't help but glance at each other, it seems that the Dark Elf Ambassador regards the matter of the quilt warrior as their credit, so is this dragon meat a reward?

Kevin hesitated for a moment, but still said honestly: "Actually, recently, the news of the quilt brave and us has been completely cut off, and we learned that he is going to attack the capital, and it is still a few days away. And after knowing that, we didn't do anything. I can't really say that we are responsible for this. ”

"Didn't do anything?" the Dark Elf ambassador was stunned for a moment, and then understood, "After all, the Imperial people here are watching closely, and it's better to do nothing." ”

"Of course, the quilt warrior is also cultivated by us," Kevin replied, "but he can achieve what he is today, not only because of our credit, but also because of himself." ”

Ambassador Lou Baoler: "Actually, I'm curious, do the dark elves also have such a big claim to this land?"

The Dark Elf Ambassador nodded: "This land is rich in mineral veins and fertile land, and it is not too far from the forest of the Dark Elves. If given the opportunity, we certainly want to develop our own sphere of influence. ”

"But this is basically tantamount to grabbing territory with the empire. Kevin said bluntly.

"Isn't there such a thing as turf?" the Dark Elf ambassador laughed.

The crowd fell silent. Seeing that the atmosphere didn't seem right, the Dark Elf Ambassador hurriedly explained, "Don't worry, I'm not from the Empire. I will not deliberately provoke a war and make money by selling weapons on both sides. But the land here is good, and I might consider opening a few farms or factories or something. ”

"If you're going to do that, you have to settle down first. Kevin replied.

"Yes, in fact, the Empire is also interested in stopping the war," replied the Dark Elf Ambassador, "as long as you can catch the Quilt Brave." ”

Everyone's faces changed slightly, and they all subconsciously put down the dragon meat. Kevin couldn't help but say tentatively: "If you hand over the quilt brave, it will be a good ending for everyone, right?"

"You're mistaken," the Dark Elf ambassador hurriedly shook his head, "the Quilt Warrior can't die, at least not until he has a successor." He is the spiritual leader, and because of him, it is not easy for the Empire to install their people. In fact, before the advent of the Quilt Warrior, we didn't even think about this land. ”

"And what do you mean?"

"Peace is to be peaceful, but it must be peace in our way," the Dark Elf ambassador began, "I mean very simply, take out the agents of the Empire first. At present, the king has been killed by the Quilt Brave, and all that remains is the leader of the rebel army, the shaman. ”

Kevin nodded, it was rare for someone to think like him, but: "At present, it seems unlikely that the brave will be driven back from the capital, and the empire will definitely be detected along the way." ”

"It's unlikely," replied the Dark Elf, "I mean, or maybe it's time for us to make a move." ”

Everyone understood at this time, it turned out that the purpose of this dragon meat meal was here.

"But what if the shaman is taken out and the Empire continues to wage war here under the pretext of necromancers?" Kevin asked again.

"That can only be negotiated in secret, or they will be dragged into the quagmire of war," replied the Dark Elf Ambassador, "Don't look at those Sword Saint Grand Magisters who are so strong and fight all year round, who can never make a mistake? Kobolds die a thousand or ten thousand is nothing, anyway, they can't slaughter the city on a large scale, and if the strong accidentally hang up one, it will be a major loss." The Imperials don't know how to settle accounts, right?"

"Well," Kevin asked again, "So, what information is there about that rebel shaman, like what is his strength?"

"You can rest assured," replied the Dark Elf Ambassador, "what I need is aerial reconnaissance and cover, and as for the specifics, I'll do it alone." ”