Tyra, your ancestors are back!

Another diplomat also intervened in the conversation, and seemed to have the idea of ​​​​moving forward to chat with Miss Virgil——

"That's too petty - I think you are frightened by the legend of Sarkaz. You have never seen a few Sarkaz in your life... How scary..."

"And that Maharaja can be regarded as the beautiful part of Sakazli. I think that Maharaja is just temporarily unhappy because of certain things and drinking there..."

"As for the crowding out you said, it's even more nonsense—the only city-state I'm in has traded with New Kazdel several times, and now it's half a business partner, and I have some understanding of their culture. "

"Among the kings of Sakaz's royal court, there are many ethnic groups that consist of one person or a small number of people. Their status has always been equal -"

"This is a bit similar to the Great Yan that you should be more familiar with—they pay great attention to inheritance and tradition. Every king of the royal court is undoubtedly the substantiation of inheritance and tradition, so there is no ranking in the Sarkaz royal court. -"

"As for why the Balrog Monarch is responsible for showing his face in Lateran...the reason is actually easy to guess—"

"Instead of the rumored Lord of Scavenger Eaters or Lord of Blood Demons... Do you think this big banquet hall will still be so lively?"

The diplomat looked at his colleagues who were talking about the Sarkaz Maharaja with a half-smile...

"Uh..."

Recalling the horrifying rumors left by the two maharajas mentioned by the other party in Terra, several people trembled all over.

"If it were those few people, I think the banquet hall would be as quiet as a morgue..."

"That's it - if my guess is correct, this Fire Lord should be the one who talks best. Don't you guys try it?"

"Uh... let's skip it, right? That lady looks like she's not in a good mood right now... Could it be that she's on her menstrual period?"

Several people shook their heads one after another, and even made an even more unreasonable guess...

"You can ask..."

After hearing this, the remaining few people took a step back, with expressions like don't let the blood from your mouth spill on me.

"Forget it, I still want to live a few more days... Let's go and see the two Yan Kingdom royal family and the Grand Duke of Ursus who are about to kiss on the other side—"

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Miss Virgil's mood is indeed a little delicate - after all, watching others discuss themselves is quite a new thing...

Our Mr. Logos, the heir to the Banshee Court and the most handsome young man in Rhode Island’s medicine, finally chose to accompany the Rhode Island to visit Rutland——

However, on the way to the reception, the latter was tossed to the point of numbness by some bold and unrestrained foreign tourists—almost lost in the sound of "beautiful boys"...

Now staying upstairs, I am still thinking about a question about my own ethnic group - am I not Sarkaz?Aren't you afraid of Sarkaz, can you give us a little bit of respect for the Banshees? ?

So much so that Miss Virgil, who was originally not in charge of talking to people in the banquet hall below, was sitting here drinking wine alone, watching the whispering crowd and muttering in her heart——

You guys have a lively discussion and I have a lively discussion. When it comes to chatting, everyone is scared——Can I eat you up?I'm not the old man with the mop in the royal court next door.

But soon, Virgil was distracted by other things——

"Ma'am, the mousse cake you want is made by Rutland's special pastry chef."

A Vaivan waiter handed a plate of small cakes to Miss Virgil's table...

"..."

This is a tall Vajvan "waiter"... well, the muscular kind...

"...Next time I suggest you change into a cook's attire, Director Seliya of Rhine Life...right?"

Looking at the white-haired Vaifan woman disguised as a waiter in front of him, the corners of Virgil's mouth twitched——

"How did you recognize me?"

Seria looked at Lord Sakaz in front of her in confusion. The latter's unpretentious expression actually won her a lot of favor.

"Seriously... have you ever seen a female dessert shop waiter who is obviously a Lianjiazi? The cook is about the same..."

"Um... you actually brought that kid out of Columbia?"

After muttering something, Virgil seemed to have sensed something and looked at Serena in front of him in surprise...

Chapter 321 You Say...Those Sargonians Wouldn't Be Group Shaking M?

Rutland Precept Church

"Ah... finally waiting for you - Aponia, what's wrong?"

Alice looked suspiciously at the slightly plump woman in front of her again. The latter was wearing a nun's costume that was enough to make people imagine, and her eyes drooped as if she had encountered some trouble...of course it should be a small trouble ...

"Hmm - what does this smell like on you??!"

Originally planning to lean over, when Alice approached Alponia about five meters away, a gust of wind blew past the door of the church, which made her face change immediately, and she jumped back to protect everyone in front of her——

"???"

The question mark on Padofelis's head, who was dragged in front of Alice and blocked the way, smelled a "strange" smell before it disappeared...

"Wow! Sister Alice, let go of your hand - what smell is on you, Aponia!!!"

Ms. Eden, who also became the "front row anti-informant", pulled away slightly to the side with a stiff expression...

...

"So... what did you do, Aponia?"

The slightly chaotic situation finally ended with the chaotic protagonist sighing and praying with psychic brilliance....

And that weird smell also disappeared, as if the stench just now was just an illusion...

"There was a child sent over by the Lateran Guard before...well, a child that Ishmael loves very much...should be regarded as her representative in this era."

Looking at his friends who had distanced themselves from him on the field, Alponia sighed—the young man who exuded a physical stench and was moved in by several Rutland guards whose faces were all smeared green Seems to have impressed Miss Nun too....

"That's another church nearby, the priest of the Requiem Church, Andorn—according to the description given to me by those children, he was hit by a prank grenade that fell from the sky in Port One of Rutland..."

"The inside of the grenade is some kind of extremely pungent and foul-smelling liquid... The child was fainted immediately, and even the guards who brought him came forward when the smell had almost dissipated." Bring him back..."

"I probably know what you're talking about..."

Thinking of a certain grenade that flew over the heads of several people, the corners of Alice's mouth twitched——

"Speaking of which, Ishmael, you're not worried about that child's appearance at all?"

Aponia glanced at a certain pink-cut black lady who was in the crowd and smiled without saying a word in confusion—

"This is the entangled fate that belongs to himself and his former companions, and only he can unravel it... The farther he travels on the road, the less he understands those who are left behind... As time goes by, the incomprehension turns into resentment , resentment turned into hatred—"

"The knots tied for others should be untied by oneself in the end..."

"Hmm... is that kid's former teammate... that's fine."

Albania, who nodded, stopped expressing her opinion...

"Hmm... Aponia and Ishmael, how many old friends have arrived in Rutland now?"

Eden opened a new topic.

"You, Padu, Alice, Mebius, Kiana, Hua, Perika...and that Miss Tina and us, we are the only ones who are currently active in the city... .”

"Well...Kevin and Su are monitoring the situation in the northern border, suppressing the situation of the small Eye of Terror, and Cosmo and Gracio are helping our agent in Ursus to watch the situation..."

Alice nodded and added something for Ishmael——

"If nothing else happens, they should use remote projection to participate in this meeting... As for the remaining few, they are unknown——"

"Perhaps after returning, looking at the dilapidated land in front of him, he chose to lie flat in a certain corner... Maybe some of them are taking a pleasant solo trip?"

Alice shrugged and looked at Alponia and Ishmael—

"Do you have any news? Small ways are fine?"

"News... Qianjie accepted our invitation and is leaving for Lateran. He has been staying in Sargon. The local residents call him Tian Khan—well, it means Sargon It's the Khan of Khans..."

"As for Alice...we can "observe" traces of her being active on this land...but she seems to be traveling around like Alice you said? Her whereabouts are erratic, we There's no way to get in touch with her—"

Aponia tilted her head in confusion, as if she was puzzled by the behavior of the pink-haired girl...

"...Now this Terra, is there really any good place to travel? Seeing the origin stone worm baring its teeth in the wasteland?"

And the corners of Ms. Alice's mouth twitched slightly when she heard the words—traveling in the boundless and undeveloped wasteland of Terra today... most of the people present can only give such an evaluation——

[There is a beauty of returning to the stone age as a savage again...]

"Let's just travel... Anyway, Ellie is the last one in our group... What did she say?"

Alice, who shook her head helplessly, looked at Patuo beside her.

"Uh... Miss Alicia, who is as gorgeous as flying flowers, the embodiment of hope, love and peace? The great pink fairy lady?"

The cat who received the inquiry scratched its ears and gave a reply....

"Translate—the person who claims to be really responsible for the bottom line in the lair where demons, ghosts, crouching dragons and phoenix chicks, and devil bosses gather..."

Mebius, who heard the words, rolled his eyes and added something at the same time.

"Alicia's whereabouts are not surprising. It fits that guy's character... She can be free as she pleases——"

"It's a thousand calamities...Sargon's God Khan??"

"It's not that I have any prejudice... The thousand calamities in your impression...Except for the fact that fighting is really fierce, it is considered a leader's bonus item...Is there any other item that is a bonus item...? "

Mebius looked at his companions beside him with confusion...

"Eh...it's delicious to cook...?"

Patuo, who scratched his hair vigorously, thought for a long time and seemed to have come up with an advantage——

"What kind of bonus is this...? Well, for a guy who still enjoys eating on the street, it's probably..."

On the streets of Rutland, Miss Kiana and Virgil, who were stuffing desserts into their mouths, suddenly trembled——

[Who is scolding me? ? 】

"You said...those Sargonians wouldn't be a bunch of people shaking M, right...the more you are scolded by Brother Qianjie, the happier you are, and the more you beat them, the more excited you are...?"

——Padofelice made a bold guess.

"Ah...then our old friend is really unfortunate."

The corners of Alice's mouth twitched after imagining what kind of hell this would be...

Chapter 3: Rhode Island is a serious pharmaceutical company, right?

On Rutland Street, a certain dessert shop

"Since the last meeting with Miss Perika, Ifrit's symptoms have become more serious, schizophrenic talking to himself, and his ability to lose control ignites the laboratory...Hemo I feel that if this continues, Ifrit may go completely berserk..."

The Vaifan who was sitting on the chair of the dessert shop by the street changed the waiter uniform he wore to slip into the Lateran Foreign Guest Reception Center, and changed into the clothes he usually wears to communicate with the high-priority maharaja in front of him. with.

"Well, according to your description, it seems that the fragments are gradually becoming agitated - the Majesty Wang Ting is very important to any Sarkaz that should correspond to the ethnic group, and it is very normal to have such a reaction ..."

Miss Virgil nodded after listening to Saria's description, and immediately gave an answer.

"In other words, as long as Ifrit sees you, Ms. Virgil, the situation will stabilize...?"

Miss Saria who nodded made her second inquiry.

"It's about the same... But if you just see me, the effect is the same as a sedative... and it's an addictive sedative."

Virgil looked at the anxious Saria in front of him——

"As a researcher, you should be able to understand what I mean, right? Miss Saria, have you made a real decision?"

Drinking poison to quench thirst, Sereya naturally knows the meaning of Sarkaz's words in front of her - just seeing the above side and doing nothing can only give a suspended sentence for Ifrit's child's complete rampage, and she will gradually lose her sentence as the number of times increases. utility.

There are only two paths in front of them, take out the fragments, but what will happen to Ifrit, the Maharaja in front of him can't guarantee——

After all, fusing and transforming Sarkaz into a royal court species, this kind of operation is probably unheard of in the Sarkaz group... let alone taking out the fusion "material" again...

This is not a transformation cassette, just plug and unplug - maybe it will kill someone.

The second is naturally to accept the proposal of the Maharaja in front of her, and let Ifrit be completely transformed into a member of the Sarkaz Balrog... In this way, she can also get the official approval of the consciousness of the Balrog on that fragment.

Of course, this means that Ifrit will be separated from Rhine Life-the king of Sarkaz cannot ignore his compatriots as experimental questions for the Colombian military or Rhine Life.

Then there is the second related problem, that child regards himself and Hemo as his family members - if they want to separate from this, they are destined to make a big fuss... Maybe they will even fight with the Maharaja in front of them...

In other words, she and Helmer also had to leave Rhine Life - it was not that she was reluctant to part with this job, or the success called Rhine Life, it was just that her other good friend, Kristen, made her too uneasy. ..

Although after the last meeting with Ms. Perika, she seems to have become a lot more secure, not so... extremely eager—

"Hmm... this Rutland dessert is really good... pack some back and bring them back to Yelena and the others..."