Hey, King!

2021-11-17

Chapter 369 Chapter 372 plot against it
The residence of the Prime Minister is in the suburbs of Myris , away from the majestic royal palace, and away from the bustling market, but it is "another suburb". Dagon was escorted by the elves, or escorted, through more than half of Myris, and finally reached his destination.

As one of the most powerful nobles under the Spirit King, Nader van der Hearn clearly has his own unique aesthetic. His mansion is half new and half old. The old part is an old living tree rising from a elf-style mansion. The new part is a human-style manor, a square house with a triangular sloping roof, and dozens of completely uniform and rigid floor-to-ceiling windows are arranged like a honeycomb on the side facing the garden. The flashy steps and ramps in front of the door, the mermaid sculptures spewing water intermittently, and the overly trimmed hedge maze that lacks agility, these are completely inconsistent with the surrounding elf architectural style.

The living tree belongs to the ancestral property of the Van der Hearn family, and the mansion was built by Nader 300 years ago as a place for his daily residence and reception. Under the guidance of the waiter, Dagon entered from the main entrance of the mansion, stepped on the bright marble floor, walked through the front entrance, bypassed the circular staircase covered with red carpets and connected to the second and third floors, and came out from the back door of the mansion. He saw that there was a small pond, and beside the pond was a elf-style pavilion made of crystals.

The so-called elf style is the complex and elegant decoration, the strange and slender shape, it seems to be very fragile, but those sharp, sharp and smooth curved shapes always remind people of the blade. Beauty is full of danger, and fragility is actually a threat. This is in stark contrast to Jiangu clansman's grand, heavy and straight-forward style.

"Go over." The waiter raised his chin and said, "The Prime Minister has been waiting for you for a long time."

Just as Dagon came to the pond, Nadir put down his brush and turned his head Come on, smile: "Dagon, you've done a great job!"

Dagon looked around, then scratched his head and asked, "I've been studying at the Academy. "

"It's not a matter of study." The Prime Minister came over, put a hand on Dagon's shoulder, and led him into the pavilion. "I'm talking about the Equality Act. The Equality Act will definitely be discussed in the next parliamentary session. It's an incredible thing. You're very smart to come up with such a bill."

"hehe," Dagon laughed, "it's ok, ok. I mostly feel like Jiangu clansman is too far behind, so I want to give clansman a chance. Elves are advanced, if elves can..."

"Well, let's not talk about that first, it will be discussed at the council meeting. Don't think about convincing me or asking me to express my position here, that is against the council's regulations."

"The council still has this rule?" Dagon tilted his head with a puzzled expression. "I thought it could be discussed in advance, otherwise how would the Asnerel family contact other families and convince them to support?"

"Those families can, but I can't. I'm the Prime Minister of the Council, I can't. I have a position. In fact, I am a puppet at the meeting. I am only responsible for maintaining order, and then hum ah ha. It's boring, boring." Nadir shook his head and sighed, then said: "My main fun now is Studying "Algebra", this is much more interesting than facing those families. Come, I prepared a snack, and while I ate it, I talked to me."

The prime minister tone barely fell, and waiters filed in , remove the easel in the pavilion, and place food on the white golden moon table. Dagon looked at it, a small part of it is a small snack with elf flavor, and a large part is a variety of "hard vegetables" from Jiangu clansman. It's not surprising that things like ham and sausage are also served in the restaurant. There is also a grilled crispy elbow with sauerkraut and chive sauce on the side!

“I have seen this dish at the banquet held by the lord of Jiangu City to receive the envoy for the election of the king, and I have only eaten it once.” Dagon rubbed his hands together, keeping his eyes on the dish, and asked, “Can I Are you welcome?"

"Eat, let's eat." The Prime Minister waved his hand and said, "You can eat it and see if it tastes good."

"Then I You're welcome." Dagon looked around and couldn't find the knife, so he picked up his elbow and knocked on the forehead. The browned and blistered skin of the elbow makes a ka ka sound, and the meat wrapped inside has been soft and rotten, giving a clear cushioning feeling. Dagon said, "Voice is good meat!"

"Is there such a thing?" Nadir asked.

"I heard what they said too." Dagon wiped the light oil stain from his forehead with the back of his hand, and immediately licked his elbow. With a crunching sound, Dagon said: "That's what I said when I heard Lord Antoine introduce the messenger who elected the king. Before eating, you have to bump your forehead twice to listen to the movement. This elbow is really fragrant... yes Now, they also said that this dish has to be eaten with sauerkraut. Uh, there is a spoon but no knife... Prime Minister, I will just tear it with my hands, please don't mind."

"I don't mind, How do you like to come." Nadir looked towards the waiter, coldly snorted, and said, "I'm very interested in you guys. What about the cutlery? p>

"No, no, no!" Dagon hurriedly swallowed the meat and said with greasy hands: "Jiangu clansman's custom: friends who share food together are friends, and friends don't hurt friends. Prime Minister... "

"If you are a friend, why do you still call me Prime Minister? This is not a parliamentary assembly, and you are not my subordinate. My name is Nadir, not just for decoration .”

“Hehe, they all say you are serious and scary, I don’t think so.” Dagon said, “I think you are very kind. Oh, how is sauerkraut sour and sweet? I last time I've eaten both sour and salty. But it doesn't matter, they're all delicious, all delicious!"

"Mopan City is sweet and sour. Jiangu City is sour and salty? This is the cook's mistake. ." Nadir shook his head slightly.

"I think eating a new taste of elbow is a kind of happiness, and happiness is impossible is a mistake."

"Well, you are quite open-minded." Nadir smiled slightly and said : "Ask you, who said I was serious and scary?"

"Who else could it be, Shiloh." Dagon said, "Actually, I followed her in the northern snowfields one winter. Doing missions, I once entered your camp and made a bet with your Jiangu clansman named Bud, but unfortunately I almost didn't freeze to death that time, and I almost forgot about the rest. If I knew that there might be elbows in the camp, I would It's not freezing outside!"

"There are no elbows in the camp." Nadir pointed to the table and said, "These things are not easy to find in Myris, do you know why?"

Dagon shook his head, swung the pieces of meat he hadn't swallowed around his mouth.

"Because dwarves are very reluctant to serve elves. They don't like to leave dark caves, and they don't want to come to the forests of Birds, Speech, Flowers, Fragrances, sun shone brightly. You eat, but unfortunately you haven't found a suitable dwarf cook."

"I know a cook who is very good at craftsmanship, but she doesn't seem to be able to cook elbows." Dagon soon had nothing left in his hands. The next big bone came, and he waved the bone and said, "If she can do it, she should have done it for me when I hit a wild boar that time. Maybe she will, but she won't?"

"Well, maybe it's very troublesome."

Dagon nodded hard and said, "I also hate trouble. Do good things, don't do bad things, my father taught me this, I also find it the most comfortable life."

"Do you feel comfortable living in Myris?" Nadir asked.

"It's alright..." Dagon put down his elbows, picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth and beard, then sat up straight like an elf and said, "In the past few years in Myris, I saw There are a lot of interesting things. The Academy will not talk about it, the living forest, the snow field, the central sea, and of course the flying city. I think it is very good here, but I think the elves don't like Jiangu clansman, as if they think we are useless ."

"The elves don't have such thoughts." Nadir shook his head slowly and said.

"But that's how it is in Academy. Elves, half-elves, and humans, together, form a group to bully us Jiangu clansman, and use words like useless, backward and stupid all day long on us. Huh, martial Don't even look at who is the best in the skill test!" Dagon was stunned for a moment, then quickly retracted his expression and said, "Sorry, I'm not accusing the elves of being bad, but saying that there is such a phenomenon. I'm very worried about this kind of thing. As the situation becomes common, then Jiangu clansman is unable to move a single step in Myniris."

The Elf Prime Minister asked: "Do you want to stay in Myniris?"

Dagon shook his head. Just when Nadir showed a hint of understanding, Dagon suddenly said: "I want to go to Sky City."

"Oh? Sky City? You held a sign at the entrance of New World Management Office before. , and also gave up your residency, why do you want to go to the Flying City now? Are you bluffing me?"

Dagon laughed, showing a hint of slyness, and said: "Actually, I still have the right of residence! I am Wending, and Wending has the right of residence, so I can still go to Flying Kong City. Dagon's right of residence is equivalent to repeating it to me, so I lost it, but I didn't lose it. "

"You're good at plotting against."

"I wrote "Algebra," and I usually don't get it wrong." Dagon scratched his beard and said, "I think Go to the flying city, where there are the best spells and a bright future. But I am worried that the elves there will discriminate and prejudice against the Jiangu people, and my life will be very unhappy. Unhappiness is wrong, so I will try my best to have some resources. Change it."

"The Equality Act isn't just for Sky City, is it?" Nadir tapped his fingers on the tabletop and asked, "Isn't it for Shiloë Asneriel? "

Dagon waved his hand, then sighed, slowly nodded, especially sincere but also a little embarrassed to admit: "Actually... there is this layer of plot against."

(this chapter end)