Fairy’s Box

Gallic-Tulip Hotel.

On the volcanic stone square in front of the hall, a large number of luxurious carriages of various styles have been parked, and there are still exquisite carriages slowly driving in. The sound of the axles turning is like drizzle washing the ground, attracting the attention of passers-by. force.

"I know the carriage at the front. Isn't that the silk tycoon Mr. Gauss? I heard that he has opened a lot of textile factories today, and his net worth has risen a lot."

"And Mrs. Lilith Candied Fruit, Sissi the Red Hand Hunter, Brando with Golden Elephant Legs, Miss Treasure Roman... They are all famous and rich in Gaul. Why are they all gathered at Tulips today?"

"This group of people can't afford to be too early. They must have big business here."

Several residents who had nothing to do stood at the entrance of the square and pointed, looking at the valuable carriages one after another, their faces full of envy and hatred.

…

Mr. Charles took Elsa's snow-white arm, and the two entered the hotel lobby at the same time. The middle-aged gentleman was wearing a delicate and neat black suit, wearing a black round hat, holding a brown-red cane in his hand, raising his hand to raise his hand. Full of confidence and energy.

The tree elf is wearing a white dress today, with a silver projection in the shape of a branch on her forehead, her pointed ears are hidden in her long waterfall-like golden hair, her skin is white and her face is beautiful, she looks like a goddess who just walked out of the jungle. .

"There are two organizers of this banquet. The apparent organizer is Mr. Anderman, the governor of Gaul, but the actual organizer is the governor of Celtic." He walked slowly along the brightly lit corridor, towards the Emma beside her introduced.

"The two governors." Miss Tree Elf covered her mouth in surprise.

"One and a half."

A look of contempt flashed across Charles' face, and he said in a low voice:

"The governor is just a temporary governor, and his jurisdiction is bordered by the Free Alliance. It is precarious. The purpose of his banquet is to sell various Celtic properties at a low price to obtain military expenses."

"So it is."

Aisha nodded thoughtfully, imitating the old gentleman's expression just now, and showing a hint of contempt on her face: "It turns out that he is a governor who can't even keep his territory."

"That's not necessarily true, he's not an ordinary person."

Charles turned his face to the side, noticed the lethal expression on her face, and was so frightened that he quickly said:

"My sweetheart, don't show such an expression in front of him. Although the governor is in a precarious situation, he also crawled out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and his temper is definitely not small."

"But... didn't you say he was going to sell the land cheaply?"

Miss Tree Elf blinked her eyes in confusion. In her impression, the Governor was similar to a tribal leader. A tribal leader was so embarrassed that he sold his territory, which was simply a sign of incompetence.

"It's not as you imagined."

The old gentleman stopped, pushed Aisha to the back of the pillars in the corridor, and said softly and quickly:

"It's not that he is incompetent, but that he was temporarily appointed to this position by the emperor, which is completely a means of delaying time. All in all, you remember clearly, he is the youngest origin knight of the empire, and he is likely to be another one in the future. General, do you know the meaning of general? It is what you call the God of Destruction!"

"God of Destruction..."

Aisha's whole body trembled violently, her thin white fingers clenched the front of her clothes, and her pretty face instantly lost its blood.

"Do not be afraid."

The old gentleman quickly wrapped his arms around her slender waist, his eyes filled with pity, and said dotingly: "You are ours now, he will not hurt you."

"Um."

The tree elf nodded softly, broke free from his hand without a trace, looked at the luxurious hall, and urged in a low voice:

"Then let's go quickly."

…

"All the celebrities in the upper class of Gaul are here, and the next thing is left to you."

The speaker was a gray-haired old aristocrat with a small beard on his chin. Judging from his sonorous voice and broad frame, he must have been a powerful warrior when he was young.

"Thank you very much." Yale touched his chest with his right hand and said gratefully.

"Hands up."

The Governor of Gaul waved his hand majestically and said meaningfully: "I know about your affairs. This kind of pressure is destructive to you and also a kind of experience. If you want to do great things, you basically have this process."

"I see."

The black-haired knight bowed his head happily. If he couldn't destroy even a small highland kingdom, what qualifications would he have to fight outside the realm to kill the evil god.

"Come on, and meet your patrons."

Anderman clapped his hands, and the crisp applause rippled in the room. A short-haired maid wearing a bright red dress and long skirt immediately entered the room. After graciously saluting the two of them, she led them to the door.

…

Dozens of round tables are placed in the banquet hall. The walls and ceiling form a complete set of colorful reliefs, the floor is covered with red cashmere blankets, and the wall lamps on the walls emit soft yellow light. The space has accommodated hundreds of men and women dressed in extraordinary clothes. The reflections on the bright floor are full of reflections, but they are not crowded at all.

They spontaneously gathered into three groups, surrounded by three people like the stars and the moon, only a few people stood inconspicuously in the corner, drinking and eating food on their own.

As soon as Yale walked into the hall, he noticed these three unusually striking figures.

On the far left is a woman, wearing a black tight dress, which outlines an almost perfect curve, with a purple brooch on her raised chest, with a unique and dark beauty.

In the middle is a tall and thin old man, wearing a straight white dress, holding a bright red wine in his hand, taking a sip from time to time, and a arrogant smile always hangs on the corner of his lips.

On the far right is a fat gentleman with brown hair, chatting with everyone in a serious manner, suddenly turning his face and winking at the black-haired knight - he is Amber.

As soon as the two entered the hall, they attracted everyone's attention.

Governor Anderman took the goblet handed by the maid, held it high in the air, and suddenly smiled: "Gentlemen and ladies, it's rare to take this opportunity to gather together today, shouldn't you have a drink at this moment?"

The atmosphere became lively in an instant, and everyone raised the drinks in their hands and toasted in the direction of the two of them.

The Governor is obviously a wine shop veteran. He filled a glass of strong wine and drank it like a long whale. Then he raised his glass and shouted loudly:

"Welcome everyone, this is my colleague and junior, the current governor of the Celtic region, Your Excellency Yale. Although he has the title of temporary governor, the power he holds can satisfy all of you. This is a rare opportunity, don't miss it. ."

"Everyone is welcome."

Just as Yale raised his glass, Anderman slapped him on the back with a slap, then quickly reacted, piling up smiling faces and crowding into the group of nobles and celebrities.

"Nice to meet you, Your Excellency, I am Jefferson of the Palmwood Consortium."

"It's nice to meet you, I'm Jenny from the Jinnansi Consortium."

"I hope to cooperate with you. I am Madil of the Roma Foundation."

…

For the military expenses, the black-haired knight had to deal with the scalp, and put everyone's name and the consortium they belonged to in his head. After finally memorizing more than 20 items, the crowd suddenly opened a passage, and the young woman in a tight dress came over and gave him a charming smile:

"I'm Lilith from the Sequoia Consortium, and they all call me Madame Candied."

"It's an honor to meet you, beautiful lady." Yale complimented her headlessly.

"Madam? That's just a title."

The other party deliberately showed a surprised expression and smiled charmingly: "Actually, I am not married yet, Your Excellency Count, you are too impatient."

"I'm really sorry..." The black-haired knight could only apologize embarrassingly.

"Then let's talk about it."

She walked up to Yale without hesitation, raised the peak one size larger than Nicole, and said sternly:

"I am very interested in the minerals and land of Celtic Island, and I am willing to spend the investment, but as the forces of the Free Alliance invade south, can you protect our property safety?"

This is a question that Yale expected, and it is also the question that everyone present is most concerned about. He knew that he could not be humble at this moment, and immediately showed a calm look, and said confidently:

"It's absolutely possible. The Highland Kingdom has a population of tens of millions, but unfortunately it is indeed a country of barbarians, and its power system is not mainstream. How can it compete with me in the middle court?"

Lilith shook her head and asked tactfully:

"Naturally, the Highland Kingdom can't be compared to the Atrium, but the difference in strength between the Highland and the Celts is clear at a glance. As far as I know, there are only 60,000 residents of Celtic Island. What can you do against them?"

Sure enough, it's not that good to fool...

Yale secretly vomited bitter water, but there was an expression on his face with the wisdom pearl in his hand:

"Yes, but don't forget that Celtic was not the homeland of human beings. There are millions of monsters living there. As long as you give me a little time, you can form a large-scale auxiliary army."

"Monster... Auxiliary Army?" A strange look appeared on Lilith's pretty face.

"Yes, it's like heaven for others, but for me..."

Yale turned to look at the crowd, and found a green iguana on the shoulder of a middle-aged lady, the fear force field spread out along the line of sight, and hooked his finger at the other party:

"come over."

"me?"

The lady showed a smirk like a nympho, and before she could react, the green iguana quickly climbed to the feet of the black-haired knight.

"Turn around."

Following Yale's command, the green iguana immediately spun together.

"Oh! This is amazing." Lilith finally nodded in conviction.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency, the difficulty of controlling a small animal and controlling a large army is really not the same order of magnitude."

The tall and thin old man walked over, gave him a salute, and said in a cadenced tone: "You have to show us something more certain."