Real elves vs fake elves

Without exception, these beggars had serious disabilities. They were either missing limbs, or were skin and bones and had great difficulty breathing. No matter what horrible form they were in, they all lay on both sides of the street with lifeless faces, waiting to die.

As for the pedestrians on the road, this group of people were relatively strong, but still as lifeless as beggars. They carried mining tools and walked hurriedly on the street, looking as if they were unwilling to even look around.

Miners, and miners who were abandoned in accidents.

Nicholas: "There is no school... not a single school..."

If one were to say what impressed Nicolas the most about Lothern, besides its wealth, it would be its education. The methods that Aenarion used to encourage learning are still circulating in the Phoenix Court.

For an elf that doesn't want to learn, just keep beating him until he is willing to learn!

Philosophy, natural philosophy (science that is not completely decoupled from philosophy), grammar, mathematics, and art; these are the five major courses of the elves. If you learn well, you will be rewarded; if you don't, you will have to endure the beatings of the Phoenix King like a storm!

Today, illiteracy has been basically eliminated in the Phoenix King's court, and everyone loves to learn and work hard. This shows that the Phoenix King's "encouragement to study" is very effective.

But the Principality of Ganjiu is different. Although it is more prosperous, it can be regarded as a "pure land" that has not been polluted by knowledge.

Orlando: "The last Grand Duke Ganji once said, I don't want intellectuals, I want cows."

Nicholas: “…”

What an example of a benevolent monarch!

Following the street and turning a few corners, the group saw another scene.

A large group of women gathered together, waving signs and looking very excited. They were actually holding a parade.

Due to geographical and cultural reasons, the corresponding values ​​of the various principalities of the empire are also very different.

The Falcon Principality is rich in virtuous women, the very traditional kind, who are able to assist their husbands at home and ride horses and shoot arrows to repel enemies outside.

At least that's what the propaganda says, and that's how the nobles educate their women.

Due to its developed industry, the Griffin Principality is home to all kinds of female tough guys and tomboys, the type of "my grandma can carry two bags of flour", which also distorts the aesthetics of men. In their view, it is unreasonable for men not to like tomboys. Can a woman without eight-pack abs still be called a woman? !

At least that's what the propaganda says, and the Griffin Duchy is often home to awesome women.

The situation in the Principality of Ganjiu was different. The signs of this group of women marching were all filled with the words "Should

This legislation allows successful men to marry more wives!", "It is the obligation of successful men to continue the species!", "Successful men should marry more wives!", "The number of wives a successful man can have should not be limited!" and so on.

It’s not that these women really lack men. There are so many men on the streets outside, but they don’t even look at them.

Nicholas glanced at the group of people and looked away in disgust. He looked at Orlando: "Should we go in through the back door? Anyway, our business cards have been delivered, and Grand Duke Ganji has also responded. It doesn't matter which door we go in through."

Orlando didn't care about it, but he still followed Nicholas' advice and entered the Grand Duke of Ganjiu's castle through the back door. This palace was more luxurious than any other building anywhere in the empire.

There was a banquet going on in the palace right now that seemed like it would never stop. As soon as Nicholas and Orlando entered the door of the banquet hall, they saw two people lying in the bathroom vomiting frantically, as if they were trying to vomit out all the stomach acid. After they had vomited everything out, the two guys returned to the banquet and started eating and drinking to their heart's content.

Nicholas stared at everything in front of him with his mouth wide open. Orlando beside him looked at the boy strangely, somewhat puzzled that he would be shocked by such a thing, but still gave an explanation.

"These people...will spit out what they eat in order to taste more delicious food."

Nicholas looked incredulous: "I love food, and I like food... but what's the point of doing this?! Eating it and then spitting it out just to eat more, I don't understand it at all!"

Orlando sighed. This guy was actually much more innocent than he appeared. It was simply...

His brother Francis knew more about this matter than he did.

"Don't worry about that. Do you see the guy on the main seat? Yes, that guy who looks twice as fat as me. He is the current Grand Duke Ganji..."

"Your brother's friend."

Chapter 60 Nicholas's Fiasco

Although Grand Duke Ganjiu and Grand Duke Orlando are both grand dukes of the human forces in the empire and both look fat, they are actually completely different types of fat.

The biggest difference between these two fat guys is their weight. Although Duke Rock Eagle is more than twice as fat as Orlando, his weight is less than half of Duke Wolfhound.

After squinting his eyes that were almost unable to open, looking Nicholas up and down, Grand Duke Ganjiu spoke incoherently.

"Your brother asked me for a job for you."

"The Red Dragon Principality... the traitors are fierce and have killed eight famous generals. We are very worried, but your brother assured us that you can put down this rebellion, so we decided to let you go."

Nicholas did not show any worry when he heard that the rebels of the Red Dragon Principality had killed eight famous generals. These "famous generals" who had risen to power due to their family background and reputation were different from himself. They had no real talents or skills, so it was normal for them to be killed easily.

Although Nicholas also has a distinguished family background and considerable fame, he thinks he is different from those famous generals.

Grand Duke Ganji: "Your brother told you not to worry, he has more important things to do."

"Your mother arranged a marriage with the Falcon Principality. The daughter of the Falcon is not a good woman. She needs flattery and companionship. This is a task that your brother must complete."

After saying these words intermittently, the fat Duke Rock Eagle yawned tiredly, looking extremely tired.

"I really miss the time when your brother and I formed a knight group and traveled the world."

Looking at the nostalgic look on the fat pig's face, Nicholas almost laughed out loud.

you?

The Knights?

Can you ride a horse?

It was impossible to say such impolite words so rashly. Nicholas had the manners of an aristocrat and after communicating with the other party for a while, he said goodbye to the fat pig in front of him.

After returning to his inn in Rock Eagle City, Nicholas began to study the terrain of the Red Dragon Principality while chatting with Orlando. After listening to Nicholas's extremely harsh ridicule of the Grand Duke of Rock Eagle's appearance, Orlando was silent for a while and said something that made Nicholas completely unbelievable.

"Grand Duke Ganjiu... is indeed a good brother to your brother. Putting aside his other qualities, he is absolutely very good to his friends and relatives."

"Also, when he was 18 years old, he was recognized as a handsome man in the empire. He and your brother were known as the two most handsome men in the empire. You can imagine how handsome he was."

"Come to think of it... I was also a handsome man before I was 18."

Nicholas glanced at Orlando with a strange look and decided not to believe these nonsense.

This is probably the unwillingness in the hearts of fat people, like "I have good-looking facial features and a good foundation, I will definitely be handsome or beautiful after losing weight" or something like that. My advice is don't think too much.

"Grand Duke Yanjiu has promised a large amount of equipment, personnel, and gold, which will be of great help to me in suppressing the rebels of the Red Dragon Principality. This time, I will make my name known throughout the human world in this place!"

The young man's ambition was evident in his words.

...A few months later...

Lothern, at dusk, on the main road leading from the city gate to the administrative building.

A group of cat people and two elves were sweeping the streets. It was quite normal for cat people to sweep the streets. Because of their weird tempers, most elves would rather starve to death at home than do this kind of work. But being able to sweep the streets here without shame...

He must be the sinner beaten to this point by Aenarion!

Seeing that the break time was approaching, the cats gathered in groups of three or four and began to chat. The two elves also stopped the work at hand and started to chat with the cats.

The cats didn't quite know the identities of the two elves because of their status, but this did not stop the cats from respecting them. The two elves were also very approachable and had a very good relationship with the cats during this period.

Suddenly, an elf laughed as if he had thought of something: "This should be the last day of our punishment, right?"

The other elf lowered his head and thought for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Indeed, we will leave here tonight."

The cats were a little reluctant to hear this, but they still gave their blessings to the two elves: "Congratulations, and may your future be filled with warm cat litter."

These two elves, one is Terry and the other is Mia.

One of them killed an elf with military status without authorization, and the other let go of a human spy without authorization, so they were punished accordingly by Aenarion.

In addition to paying a large amount of fine, it was difficult for them to go to jail due to their identities, so the punishment was changed to sweeping the streets, and the central streets with the heaviest traffic were chosen. The purpose was to let all the elves see how these two superior people looked when they were punished.

It's just like humiliation + placement play. I don't know whether the purpose of the punishment was achieved, but it made the two female elves a little excited. I can only say that the elves in this world are hopeless.

After the two returned to the dormitory and packed their luggage, the two famous people returned to their previous identities.

Ty Lee: "The dwarven delegation is back again, and this time they're much larger. There are carriages pulled by earth dragons one after another. It looks like they've really put a lot of effort into killing the Deepborn."

Mia: "That's why I feel something is wrong. The Deepborn only have two cities left, and the gap in strength between them and the dwarves is already shocking. The dwarves can completely destroy the business even if they just grind hard. They don't need our help at all."

"These dwarves give me the feeling that... they are very anxious."

"They should have no reason to be anxious. It seems that things underground are definitely not as simple as we thought."

Ty Lee sighed. "But we don't need to worry about this. Lord Aenarion must have seen through it. The dragons are performing for more than just our benefit."

"By the way, is there anything big happening over there?"

Mia shook her head. "It's still the same news. The profits brought by the magic industry have driven the nobles crazy. The nobles have used various means to enclose large amounts of land, and countless farmers have become proletarians. Several principalities are also experiencing small-scale frictions in their fight for various resources."

"Although it seems to be extremely chaotic and the people at the bottom are living a life worse than death, it is undeniable that the strength of the human empire is growing at an alarming rate. To be frustrating, their national strength has far surpassed ours."

"There is one more small matter. The 3000 elite troops sent by the Ganji Principality to reinforce were all annihilated by Altria. The general of this army was a man named Nicholas."

Chapter 61 The Return of Asuryan

"Aenarion..."

"Aenarion."

"Aenarion!"

"Call me! Aenarion!"

In the dream, Aenarion suddenly felt something in his heart. It didn't sound like a call, nor was it a sound from this world. It wandered in the dream, but its power was so weak, so weak that no one except Aenarion could feel it.

"Asuyan!"

boom! ! !

Suddenly, a shocking flame broke out in the dream, and in the raging flames, a noble divine bird with colorful light spread its wings.

"..."

"grumble!"

Asuryan let out an earth-shaking roar!

"grumble!"

This roar was so terrifying and so shocking that it almost made Aenarion unable to hold back his anger!

"grumble!"

This roar contained anger and violence. It was the wrath of the gods, a voice that made even the gods tremble.

Aenarion: "Well, stop giving yourself voiceovers. I know you're back."

The dream was transformed directly into reality, and the turkey that had not been seen for a long time finally appeared in front of Aenarion...

It can't be said to be a turkey, but it is a bald chicken with a black and gloomy look like burnt charcoal.

"Even uglier..."

Aenarion gave the turkey a barrage of sharp criticism, but faced with such sharp words, the poor turkey couldn't even get angry.

How can it explode without any hair?

But to Aenarion's surprise, the turkey did not choose to argue with him, but lay on the table with tears in his eyes.

Then they started to complain.

"Wuwawawa... Aenarion, you have to avenge me. I have been badly bullied, wuwawawa..."

Aenarion: "... Needless to say, you've been bullied before, haven't you?

The reason why Asuyan changed from a fire chicken to a bald chicken was obviously Nirvana. And if one wants a phoenix to be reborn, then it must have encountered a strong enemy, which beat Asuyan to its current state.

"Don't worry, I have some iced Coke here, drink it while you talk slowly."

Asuryan did not refuse, and sipped his Coke while complaining to Aenarion.

Probably, this turkey is always protected by the big guy, and he feels a little embarrassed, so he wants to do something to enhance his own strength.

After all, seeing how much the big guy has done, there is no reason why Turkey, who is a self-conscious god, cannot accomplish something similar, right?

It's just a feeling of "I can do it too" that's at work.

Of course, the result was "I can't do it", he was beaten so badly that he was stunned by the kick in the circle, he could only exert 30% of his full strength, and the only thing he was tough about was his mouth.

Aenarion listened to the whimpering complaints of the turkey, and pushed his snacks over while thinking. The turkey actually had good intentions, but he underestimated his own strength.

"In other words, the Death God, who looked like he was half dead while sleeping, seemed to have secretly absorbed the energy of others and instantly became the top god in this world? Even a god more powerful than the Time Dragon and the Space Snake?"

Turkey nodded.

"But you met the God of Sleep, who was born from the God of Death, and then you were beaten up by the four chosen gods under the God of Sleep?"

Turkey nodded.

"You haven't even seen the God of Sleep, and you've already achieved Nirvana for four mortals?!"

The turkey turned his head away, looking a little shy: "Well... how can the chosen one of God be a mortal... things chosen by God, that's called mortals..."