In the world of Meng Wang, I became the master of ice

The two of them had a long conversation.

When the dinner was almost over

Gazel and Rimuru talked a lot about the development of the country, and even signed a national treaty in person.

"Haha, the two countries will be friendly countries in the future. Rimuru, come to my country when you have time."

"Yes, definitely."

"Then it's settled."

......

Gazel finally talked to Ramiris about continuing cooperation with the elves.

Ramiris looked impatient, her face was a little red, and she said with a stuttering tone.

"Hmm... delicious, what are you talking about?"

"Oh, the cooperation on the technology of the magic armor soldiers, why are you so persistent? And it all failed, proving that the ideal is flawed."

"Hmm... burp..."

Gazel looked at Ramiris, who was already a little drunk, with a strange expression.

He was muttering in his heart.

How much wine did she drink? Is it time to talk to her about business now?

Gazel thought about it, but decided to talk about it first. He knew Ramiris's personality better. Maybe she would go out to play one day, and it would be difficult to see her again.

"Ramiris, the reason why the last experiment failed was that one of my subordinates was eager for success and activated the armor without authorization, so..."

Gazel paused and looked at the absent-minded Ramiris seriously.

"And since then, my scientific research team has successfully created a semi-finished product of [Magic Armor] after many studies."

"Now we only need the core magic technology of your elves. Ramiris spent many years of our country's energy on this research, so I don't want to give up."

Ramilis's eyes, which were still a little drunk, sobered up a little. After hearing Gazel's words, she looked at him with some surprise.

"Well... have you successfully created a semi-finished product? In this case..."

Gazel did not deliberately hide the conversation between them. Gulansta looked at Gazel and Ramiris with some surprise. There was such a technical cooperation between their two tribes.

"[Magic Armor]? Could it be an armed mecha?"

Gulansta murmured speculatively.

However, this was obviously a military secret of the dwarves and elves, and he couldn't ask in person. Maybe he would have a chance to see it in the future.

Ramiris frowned and hesitated for a while before speaking slowly.

"Well... okay, but I have to finish my work here before I can go back. I will notify some high-level elves first and let them help you improve some magic techniques."

"That's fine, right? Let's go! Don't disturb me while I'm drinking."

Gazel let out a long sigh. This research is too important for their Dowagon Armed Kingdom. They signed a technology sharing treaty with the elves.

If it succeeds, it will be beneficial to both parties, and it will also help the armed forces of the Dowagon Kingdom to rise to a higher level, and his strength will also increase.

Gazel still didn't trust Ramiris. He knew this guy's character too well. What if he forgot what to do when he sobered up?

So he came to Gulansta and raised a glass of wine.

"Sir Gulansta, I have something to ask of you."

Gulansta looked at Gazel's anxious face strangely, and raised his glass politely.

"Gazel, tell me what's going on first, but I have to tell you first, I won't agree to anything too troublesome, after all, I'm a lazy person."

Gazel waved his hand, and the two of them clinked their glasses together and drank it all.

"This is actually not a troublesome thing."

Gazel pouted at Ramiris who was holding a bottle of wine.

"Actually, I just want you to help me keep an eye on Ramiris, and send Ramiris to our country after she has played here."

"Our country's scientific research team has been urging me to find Ramiris, otherwise the research can't continue..."

When he said this last sentence, his expression was a little ugly.

Gulansta couldn't help but look in the direction of Ramiris. This favor was actually not a troublesome thing.

"Well, I can help. But I will know some of your military secrets, which is not good!"

After all, Gulansta belongs to the Jura Tempest Federation, so it is a bit worrying to deal with other countries' military secrets.

Gazel smiled cunningly without caring.

"We signed a technology sharing treaty with the elves. Aren't you an elf, Gulansta? I didn't violate the provisions of the treaty."

The reason why Gazel asked Gulansta for help was because Gulansta was the only second elf here.

Gulansta felt that his elf identity was different from the elves in this world.

But since the Dwarf King and Ramiris didn't care, he could only nod and agree.

"Well, I promise you."

....

Early in the morning, King Gazel led all the members of the Flying Knights away. A large number of double-winged flying dragons took off from the ground and left the country peacefully.

But the next day.

As soon as Rimuru opened the door of the room, he saw a burly figure chatting with Bai Lao.

Rimuru rubbed his eyes and looked at this person in disbelief.

"Brother Gazel, didn't you leave yesterday?"

Gazel turned his head and looked at Rimuru who had just woken up with a teasing look on his face.

"Hey, Junior Brother Rimuru, you got up really early."

Rimuru blushed and looked outside. Seeing that everyone had already gotten up, Granstar was sitting aside and looking at Rimuru with a funny look.

"Uh, this isn't...ah! No."

The point is why Gazel appeared here, and he looked quite leisurely.

"As the king of the dwarves, why did you come here to play alone?"

Gazel smiled unrestrainedly.

"Hehe, I'm not here to play. Don't worry, the dwarves don't know that I have slipped out yet."

"I brought local specialties!"

Gazel said as he threw a sack at his feet in front of Rimuru.

"What is this?"

Rimuru opened the sack with a puzzled look on his face, and saw a bruised head exposed.

"Hey, isn't this Minister Besta?"

Besta, who had just shown his head at this time, was also in a state of anger and confusion. The first sentence he said was.

"Where is this? Why did you kidnap me?"

You know, he was originally repenting at home, but suddenly a sack was put on him, his vision fell into darkness, and then he was bumpy all the way, and when he opened his eyes, he was here.

Besta still hadn't reacted. Who was so bold as to kidnap him in the Dwarf Country? Aren't they afraid of the iron-blooded laws of the Dwarf Country?