"What's going on?"

The person who broke the confrontation appeared, and a druid woman in the leaf-like style came, and the Tiyas were in awe and put away their weapons to salute.

The elf leader talked to the druid in Tiya language, who looked back and forth at the two teams. Gulana, who was even more manly than a man, turned her provocative gaze away, while Ashewal shook her chest and saluted, "You must be the master of this land, and Essin pays tribute to you."

"No, Essin, you misunderstood. The Queen is in Greentown. My name is Candice, the first priest of the Viagra Order." Candice responded coldly and politely, and then turned to the right-wing lord who was two heads taller than her. "Kumara, I think if I could become a marshal just by virtue of fierceness and brute force, the beasts in the forest could join the Ring Sword Council. Put away your unnecessary temptation, Garlandod will ensure that every legal visitor is safe, but it should not be provoked."

Gulana rubbed her teeth, "But I haven't seen the result of the test yet."

Candice raised his right hand and looked at it carefully. There was nothing, but he smelled a sweet and sweet nectar. There were scattered stars falling from the hundreds of millions of leaves above his head. At first glance, he thought it was a fruit. When the buzzing wings sounded closer, he realized that it was a creepy wasp, with feet long and forearm, and six pushes were spread out to hold his head. The orange-yellow pear-shaped abdomen was dotted with black spots, but there were no thorns at the tip of his tail.

The human envoy was surrounded by two or three hundred wasps, and his scalp was numb, while Kai Yi met the knowledge in the picture book - the phase wasps, a magical beast that could detect invisibility and attack ether plane creatures. They did not have poisonous stings. However, they could fire an attack similar to a magic missile. Here, three hundred were only in one volley. All humans except him would be blown into pieces by a missile storm.

"Are you satisfied with this result?"

"Of course." Gulana's expression changed slightly and her shoulders were loose. "Silencing the weak is the authority of the strong, this is the philosophy of plateau survival." Marshal Kumara, who was inconsistent with his appearance, nodded to Asheval, as if the previous joke did not exist, and then turned around and left.

"The philosophy of the plateau is not necessarily suitable for forests, here. No matter how strong or weak it is, the reincarnation life under nature."

Gulana's back did not stop, and Candice turned to the Essin envoy: "We have arranged a residence, and the Queen will meet you tomorrow."

"Thank you, have the envoy from the Crimson Federation arrived?"

"Of course I will know tomorrow." Candice didn't want to say more and left directly.

Although the elves had a stinky face and cold mouth, they were not difficult for them in terms of food and accommodation. A settlement outside the Green City. Ashevor and others were amazed at the ingenious decoration and environment and rested. Most of their luggage was fed to the swamp devilish clothes and wore them for two days. The simple clothes provided by the elves were spread out by the nobles to watch carefully, but they were so exquisite that they could not bear to wear them.

Ashewal saw the nobles under his command discussing the style and price of silk fabrics with great interest, saying: "At least it is a good start, they are more interested in trading. What kind of scene do you think will be tomorrow? What kind of person is Queen Garlandode?"

Kay said: "My teacher once said that peace under the sword is equal peace, and giving us a warning is certain."

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, everyone headed to Greentown under the dim light of Sivanas. The former elves leader had already left, and the Greentown Guards came. Twenty cavalry and fifty rangers and infantrymen, the atmosphere was extremely cold and hard, as if they were going to take them to the execution ground.

"Oh!" Ashevor suddenly let out a painful cry, stirring the elf's nerves, and pulling out the weapons, while the envoys surrounded the emperor.

"Don't be nervous." Ashevor lowered his head and picked up an acorn, "I was hit by this head, this fruit... fell from it?" He looked up at the branches that were 1,000 meters high.

The elves looked at each other and discussed each other for a few words. Ashevor vaguely noticed that they were staring at the acorn in their hands, as if they saw a farmer holding a paintbrush and a soldier holding a needle and a ranger muttered, "Please hold it away, don't lose it."

After the small episode, it entered the Green City. For the first time in his life, Ashevor received so many malicious gazes. All the elves on both sides of the street were covered in gloomy faces, and all the negative emotions of hatred, contempt and spitting on them can be found. The children were half curious and half afraid, peeping through the windows of "humans" and other monsters living outside the forest.

The square in front of the Balanced Temple has been cleared out. On the high side of the terrace, the officials of Garlanderd were waiting. Suddenly, strong winds blew, and the four-winged giant eagle fell from the sky. Queen Garlanderd looked down at the three envoys. She held a spiral wooden stick and a crown of smoke crystal. In addition to the most noble robe of the Jade Master, there was also an extremely bright and eye-catching red cloak, with various real flowers growing and blooming.

"The Supreme King of the Gallanod Forest Alliance, the Chief Patriarch of the Pharaoh Order, the devout servant of nature, the leader of the people of Tiya, and the noble Queen Druciliya!"

The envoys in the square salute one after another. Kay found that Ashevor's back was a little stiff, and he vaguely heard him say, "...so beautiful..."

The faces of the people around him turned pale. My Majesty, your lyricism is not the occasion! At this time, the nobles under his command quickly stepped forward and shouted: "The current king of Essin, His Majesty Ashewal, representing the Kingdom of Gold, greets Garlandode!"

The Kumara people next to him also stood up: "The Marshal of the Ring Sword Parliament, the Bloody Suppressor of the Red Bone Plateau, the Bloody Warrior of the Barbarians, and the Marshal Gulana, the Right-wing Marshal Gulana, want to greet Garlandode!"

At the edge, the dwarf from the Crimson Federation also whispered: "The second member of the Black Gold Bay is also the second richest man, Banyad, and the representative of the Star Tower, the Star Speech Master Tianqin, will send you supreme respect, and hope that the future of the two countries will be as long and eternal as gold and forest!"

The black-gold dwarf Banyad is not dark at all, his skin is very white, wearing gorgeous gold-patterned clothes, ten thick and short fingers with eight rings, his beard is tied neatly with fine gold chains, and other necklaces, headdresses, earrings... are like moving precious metal booths. Next to him is a tall and thin bald head in a white robe, which is the Star Speech Tianqin.

Druciliya responded a little, "Welcome to everyone. On this celebration of the second anniversary of the founding of the Garlandode, please follow me to watch the military parade."

Celebration? It sounds more like the current reason. The envoys of the Three Kingdoms climbed the terrace of the Balancing Temple. They sat down one by one on the left and right of the queen, and those who were not qualified could only stand. The etiquette officer introduced: "This is the monk Candice, the first priest of the ecclesiastical order..."

"Ms. Virlitt, Secretary of State..."

"General Ranger..."

Everyone was absent-mindedly remembering their faces, but they couldn't help but put their thoughts on the most special "only" in the queen's left hand.

"The leader of the unicorn, His Highness Hora, the White Mane King." The tall silver-white unicorn nodded to the envoys, and the amethyst colored pupils were dazzlingly beautiful.

After the introduction of the black gold dwarf Banyad and others, they bowed and said, "Forgive me for ignorance. The beauty and mystery of the Tiya Forest made Sarafer know nothing. The emergence of a new and powerful country like Gallanold makes me yearn for even more. May I ask if Gallanold is federal?" The dwarf's tone was respectful and not flattering, and his smile was not much, which made people very fond of.

Druciliya and Hora looked at each other, and the latter said, "In fact, it's the alliance country." The unicorn spoke, frightening everyone except Kay.

"Garlandod is a big family that loves the natural race. The White Mane King belongs to the ally of Tiya. There was originally a tree leader Rubo, but he couldn't stand here, but he could see his people, look, come."

A distant horn sounded, and a whole group of tree people of different heights broke into their sight. Some had wide leaves, some were full of branches, and some were bumpy, and they gathered together with a strong visual impact. Under the feet of the tree people, unicorns were walking in uniform and elegant steps. There was a young girl next to them, passing through the square.

Then there were the Night Blade Leopard Cavalry. They appeared and disappeared from time to time, bounced and flipped in the only space, and the rangers on their backs were flexibly controlled, with formations interspersed and scattered, and they could not tell how many of them were. The Kumara people straightened up, especially Gulana.

Behind them are the druids, vines lead the way, flowers make the way, and ten wind elements fly across the sky, scaring the people on the terrace.

Everyone carefully remembered and considered the dazzling troops of Tiya, while the tree people who became the background never stopped one by one. When someone whispered that they were over eighty, their attention was turned back. At one hundred, Banya took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat, and one hundred and fifty. Gulana's face seemed to be about to eat people, and the handle of the chair was clattering.

One hundred seven, one hundred eight, one hundred nine...two hundred! Druciliya was very satisfied with looking at the shocked faces of the Southeast Alliance. The purpose of the military parade was completely achieved. Except for the young emperor of Essin, he had more time on himself...hum, a lustful playboy.

The uneasy eyes met back and forth, and more than 200 people were created, which gave Garlandode the capital to destroy the country, and the envoys changed their positioning of the forest power one after another.

In fact, are there two hundred tree people in the forest? Some are more than two hundred, but most of them are neutral. The druids are furious and cannot tell them to move, and they have no interest in anything outside. There are less than fifty tree people who are willing to serve Druciliya, so what about the numbers in the square?

The tree man walked through the square and walked around to the back of the Balancing Temple, where there was a temporary processing factory. The magic eye supervisor Vramir was commanding the elves to climb up the tree man, using spells and plants to cover up, and hanging some fruits or vines. In less than five minutes, the laurel tree turned into a tung azuki, and then walked from the beginning.

"I said, is this useful?" Ramesil asked, scratching his head.

"Of course it's useful. Peace under the sword is peace." Vramir saw three more, and asked his elves to go up and put on makeup quickly, "Shock the Southeast Alliance, and be confident in everything you say in the future."

"But some enemies cannot be dealt with by fraud. How many existences are Salavre as powerful as the Flame Mage?"

"Don't worry about those, you can't help if you worry." Vramir chatted with Ramesil for a while, turned around and vomited blood on the spot.

"Hey! That one over there is you! Your potatoes grow from the tree, picked. And you, one, two, three... seven kinds of fruits on your body? Do you think you are rainbow candy! And you, you, a stupid root, I asked you to pick the apples in a circle, why are they still hanging?" The demon eyes flew up to pick them. "Ah, are you an apple tree? Those fruits...hey, don't slap in the face!"

Lamesil found a corner and lay down, watching the beating demon eyes take out a basket of things and start fighting back. He thought to himself that Tiya could not always be led by someone, even if it was Master Jingyan.
Chapter completed!