Blood tax

Chapter 245 Brave New World Part [-]
Miss Elf, who was the reviewer, spoke softly, and her faint smile was like a spring breeze, which made people feel very comfortable.

It is far away from the noisy outer inspection and quarantine passage, and it is cool and pleasant.Those elves who bypassed the inspection by taking the Canaanite citizen passage also entered through here.

Griffith relaxed a little nervously.

"Yes."

"Why do you want to come to Canaan? Your materials lack the residence, duration and background introduction during your stay," the elf fetched a quill and handed it to him. "Please go over there and fill it out."

The elves politely sent Griffith away, and let him and a group of applicants go to the long table behind to prepare.

In order to reduce false declarations, there is also a wizard who is responsible for answering and guiding.

"On the left side of the official entry station, fill in the official information and department on the form.

"On the right side of the station for private entry, your employer information needs to be declared."

Most people went to the right, and a few stood on the left. Only Griffith stood there with a blank face.

The elf asked, "Sir, are you here on official business or privately?"

Griffith looked around, but couldn't find his companion: "I entered the country privately, but Miss Galadia is not my employer, I have to ask..."

"Miss Galadia Villanoy?" The elf immigration officer quickly flipped through the documents on the side, "Please go to the reception room here to rest for a while, refreshments and drinks are welcome."

The elves didn't even ask him to answer the question just now.Ten minutes later, he was invited over again to sign the entry registration form.He didn't ask about his origin, nor his purpose, just looked at it with a smile, and then prepared to issue him a badge of permission to enter the country.

The whole process is smooth and convenient.Griffith had expected some elves to embarrass him.But it didn't happen.Griffith didn't even say a word of practical importance, and no one cared.

The immigration office sent Griffith a small silver badge, telling him to keep it with him at all times during his stay in Canaan.The badge is very delicate, a small piece hangs on the neckline or chest, similar to a dog tag.A few lines of small characters are engraved on the badge:

"Visitor, Griffith Blanton, 'The Agent,' with Miss Galadia Villanoy acting as surety."

On the entry brochure beside him, Griffith also saw a series of classifications.

Although he is not proficient in elven language, he does understand a little bit. Galadia often teaches him some, and sometimes speaks ill of him in elven language when he is angry.

On the first page, it can be seen that in the elf citizen column, there are gods, scholars, ranger knights, explorers, and producers. Elves from other territories and colonies must strictly fill in.

The other tables are the classifications of other entry races, including visitors, vassals, long-term servants, and temporary servants.

There are long reminders behind the visitor column, written in human, orc, and dwarf languages, clarifying the time and conditions for entering and exiting various places, etiquette, places that can be entered and exited, and penalties for violating the rules.

Violations of the rules, whether by visitors, vassals or servants, could result in flogging and expulsion.It is specifically mentioned in the precautions that it will also affect the guarantor, so please pay attention.At the end of the reminder, there are several words clearly written such a sentence:

"If you find unreported untouchables, you must immediately report to Canaan officials."

Before Griffith could ask what untouchables were, an elf came over, gathered a group of humans who had passed the review, and led them through the entry channel and into the inner side of the Canaan Gate.

This magnificent city is as gorgeous and tidy as rumored.The exquisite streets and glazed walls outline delicate outlines, just like the smooth skin of a girl.A pleasant aroma wafts through the quiet street, relaxing.

The white stone street made of jade is so long that there is no end to it.In the distance of the city, there is a magnificent tower with magnificent crystals rotating on the top of the tower, and faint red and yellow beams of light fluctuate in the air.The endlessly flowing magical energy caused ripples and light blue lightning in the mirror-like dome sky.

The magic projected lifelike human figures floating in the air on the square and the roof, and said in a voice that everyone could hear but didn't feel noisy at all:
"Psionic sequencing, from infants to adults, serving the glorious Canaan."

what is this?Griffith looked over curiously.In the projection, cute babies and beautiful psychic ripples first appeared, and then the babies became wise scholars, vigorous rangers, mysterious explorers and proud producers, and they went to brilliant and different worlds respectively.

"Projection, some insignificant little magic~" Galadia appeared out of nowhere and patted him on the shoulder.She seemed to be nervous for a while, and then she didn't take it seriously that her father and brother would kill Griffith.

"I was wondering, what is psionic sequencing?" the quasi-knight replied.

"That's it~" Galadia thought for a while, and organized her words, "The elves are blessed by the gods at the moment of their birth, and the prophecy of Iluvash will guide our future and career. wasteful."

"It's really troublesome for this god." Griffith sincerely paid [-] points of respect and compliments to the goddess of prophecy and divination.

"That's right, with His guidance, the kingdom of God's family can give full play to its talents, and there will be no vagabonds and crimes," Galadia said, "Even crime is a rare profession here. Our theory I believe that criminals are predestined when they are born!"

That's okay too?Can a young child who has done nothing be defined as a criminal?
Griffith asked in amazement: "Then where have all these children who were identified as future criminals gone?"

"I don't know~" the girl shook her head, "This is just a theory. In a perfect race like ours, there must be very few criminals. Even if there are, they will be inspired by perfect education and training to become good citizens that benefit Canaan." Bar!"

"What about you?" the prospective knight asked with a smile, "What is your future?"

"I am the favored one of Silver Moon and the Queen of the Stars. Hehe, I was born in the morning light. The entire forest of Canaan is calling my name, and the rivers are singing for me."

If someone else said this, it would only make people think it was a cute joke, but Griffith believed it.

Galadia is destined to become extraordinary, but his fate is intertwined with ordinary him.From now until the distant future, Griffith cannot imagine life without Galadia.

Hey, if the governor of Canaan knew my thoughts, he would still kill me!
Griffith moved a strange thought and sighed softly.

The elf pointed to a beautiful large building, "Are you hungry? Didn't you have breakfast? Let's go eat something!"

"There are no grocery stores and restaurants for you humans here in Canaan, and the supplies are all provided by the distribution center."

"Then I'll exchange some of your currency," Griffith said hastily, "I actually forgot about this when I entered the country."

"Currency? What currency?"

"Your currency in Canaan will never use the Silver Lang."

"You human being," Miss Elf shook her head, raised her wrist and shook the bracelet on it, "We don't need thousands of people to touch the metal piece that thousands of people rub, we just have the psionic crystal here.

"As long as you can be identified as a citizen of Canaan, you can get the food, clothes and fun things you want, just register. It will be inconvenient for you who don't have citizenship rights, follow me~"

"What!" Griffith was taken aback, "What if someone eats too much?"

"Let him eat, we don't lack food."

"That, that, that," the concept was beyond Griffith's imagination, "wouldn't someone bring everything home?"

"Move it back and put it at home, so you can save the trouble of going out, but why bother? How happy you are to go out often," the girl grabbed his arm and walked to the distribution center. "Why do you have so many?"

……

The food here is exquisite and varied.Chocolate, ice cream, and pudding, which are difficult to taste in Byerland, flow out along a strip like running water, and you can eat as much as you want.

As long as you sweep the specific device with the psionic crystal, the prepared food will be delivered to the magical slide rail continuously, and come to everyone in a circle.There is no waiter in the huge restaurant. After the diners finished eating, they sorted the garbage into different pipes and left separately.

Galadia looked at him curiously and kept eating: "Is it delicious?"

"Very delicate." Griffith ate a mug of chocolate in a pilgrimage mood, and then went to eat various other foods.

The sweets and fruits here are endless, and there is no shortage of fish, beef, vegetables and so on.

There is nothing to say about the quality of the food, the shape is also exquisite, and the hot and cold are suitable, but it always makes people feel that something is missing.The beef that looked good and smelled good was minced and kneaded and fried into steaks, leaving one wondering which part one was eating.

The same goes for fish and lamb.When they are delivered, they are piece by piece, with bones, fur, internal organs and blood vessels completely removed, so it is very worry-free to eat.

But, how should I put it... Although Griffith is not picky about food, the taste of the food here is not as good as that of Byerland and Homonworth. The bits and pieces are removed together, leaving only the most pure and pure meat, without the soul of food.

"Are you overjoyed?" Galadia smiled and looked at him with her face on the other side, "Be careful with tooth decay, it won't hurt you to death!"

Griffith hummed and nodded, and suddenly asked, "Do you think it's delicious?"

"What are you asking me for? I haven't eaten a bite." Miss Elf patted the empty table in front of her.

"You have lived here for so many years, you must have some feelings!"

"No, I know, I know, hey!" Galadiyara said with a long tone, "It's the first time I've come to the distribution center with explorers and producers like this, eating meals at home."

So they are both explorers and producers?
Griffith looked around.The elves who come and go are wearing beautiful and delicate costumes, with comfortable and elegant smiles, and eating hearty food slowly.They speak softly, are very polite, and blend in perfectly with the elegant environment.

They kept a distance from each other, and even if a sudden human appeared here, they didn't show any expressions of impatience or disgust.

Griffith became more and more curious.

Such a delicate and beautiful creature can be distinguished.They just don't look any different... wait, there's something different.

Galadia's temperament is very different from that of her compatriots.When they met for the first time, Griffith seemed to see a lively deer trying to put on a cold attitude, smart and full of vitality.This kind of temperament has no trace on the faces of other elves.

(End of this chapter)