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In Tyrion’s imagination, the image of Ryan and Fuggen should be the typical imperial human dress.

What is a typical Empire human dress?

It's roughly the plain facial features + weather-wrinkled wrinkled face + soil coat or flower clothes + messy insignificant coats of arms + obsolete soft caps for hundreds of years (or simply bald head).

This is not to blame Tyrion, because most of the war lords who have seen in their three hundred years of life are human merchants operating in Lothern, occasionally they can see some human mercenaries, and then they were collected by high elves. Part of the information about the leader of the human empire of the old world, he took it for granted.

In Lothern, Ryan’s portrait is not without, but that is not something that Tyrion cares about. He has not seen it, nor is he interested.

Therefore, after seeing Ryan and Fuggen appear, Tyrion frowned instinctively. The two human beings in front of him looked like they were in their prime. Among them, Fuggen was very handsome, charming, and even had a share of his body. The attractiveness of killing men, women and children, his silver soft hair without split ends running down the purple robe, Tyraine felt for a moment, that is, the other party is the real noble big man.

Ryan's temperament is not as seductive as Fugen, but the handsome and tough face, the straight posture, the elegant and tenacious temperament, and the absolute confidence in his eyes, the bright and dazzling light of the whole body makes Terion feel Lane is very much like a person.

It is very similar to the lover of the eternal queen who is hailed as the greatest champion warrior in the world, the most trusted warlord of the Phoenix King.

There is a big gap with the imagination, and two human handsome men have arrived. This is what Tyrion did not expect. The war lord, the champion of the eternal queen, and the dragon of Ke Sikui originally prepared a lot of friendly diplomatic decree. After seeing this scene, I couldn’t tell why I didn’t know why. He paused for a moment and had to pick out two sentences: “Welcome, you must be the famous knight king Ryan-Makado, completed the expedition of the Eight Peaks. Of that."

"Yes, it's an honor to meet you, Your Excellency Tyrion." Lane nodded, and he didn't walk up.

Tyrion gave a loud smile. He didn't reach out and said directly to Fuggen: "Then you must be the head of Fuggen. If you are in Ruthia, even if it is Ozuan Are heard in the courts of the country."

"It's an honor." Fugen also showed a standard smile.

"Well, Azul understands your contribution in this great sea battle, and I thank you all." Many words prepared in Tirion's stomach could not be said somehow, he cleared his throat gently, thinking There is nothing more to say.

There was a strange silence on the deck.

The atmosphere was very embarrassing for a moment. At this point, Tigris also saw it. The Supreme Master gave a sigh in his heart and took the initiative to say: "Lord of war, Ryan, they have been very tired in the voyage of the ocean. I have told you the situation , Let's not stop, return to Osuan as soon as possible."

Tyrion was uncomfortable after listening, and his eyes were still turning back and forth between Ryan and Fuggen: "This armored ship is quite good. The big iron block is hard and looks very solid."

"If you are interested in Tyrion, I can send you to visit the internal facilities of the enterprise." Lane said politely.

"Your expedition to the Eight Peaks Mountain will definitely benefit a lot," Terion said.

"Jiu Wen's architectural art and magnificent culture must be seen this time," Fugan said.

"You will have a chance." Tyrion looked a little absent-minded. His eyes flickered a few times, focusing his attention on the Phoenix ship dragging behind the Enterprise, and finally found the topic: "How is it destroyed like this?" ."

"King Lane, Commander of the Fuggan Army, I will go over there to see the ship first. The navigator will help you to cross the magical mist as soon as possible." Tyrion immediately signaled that he would check the damage of the Typhoon Phoenix Degree: "Please help yourself, oh yes, my people brought a lot of fresh fruits, vegetables and meat, please don't see it, enjoy it."

"Thank you." Ryan and Fuggen looked at the backs of Tyrion and Tigris. Behind Tyrion was a team of knights in silver helmets. This group of knights was an example of the high elves Shang Wu and the brave. One of the elite armies under Ang, for the elven cavalry, the dragon princes are too cold and distant, and the Elion Marauders are too wild and cruel.

Only these silver helmet knights are proud but not arrogant, heroic but not lacking in cultivation, their pure white robes are still shining under the dazzling Ishma silver armor, and their finely polished helmets reflect the sun like a mirror, Tyraine’s lieutenant Bella Ryan followed behind the warlord. His winged wing helmet was decorated with white wings that stretched backwards, demonstrating his lofty status, and Tyraine went directly to the seriously damaged Phoenix Giant. The ship walked, followed by Tigris and the sword lord of the horse, and the knight of the silver helmet.

"I think our trip to Ozuan will not be easy, brother." Looking at Tyrion's back, Ryan said to Fuggen.

"I think so too." Fuggen shook his head with a smile: "But isn't that what we thought about?"

"Yeah." Ryan sighed: "But our identity is destined to be difficult to meet the Eternal Queen, then this war lord is the actual person of Ozuan, if he..."

"Look at that time, Ryan, relax." Fuggen smiled. "It's not good, let your maid think about it."

"No, it's your maid," Lane spit out. "Your maid is more effective than my maid."

"Hahaha!"

On the other side, Tyrion boarded the already ruined high-precision giant ship, and he beckoned everyone not to keep up, but to say a few words with his brother.

The various bullet holes on the giant ship and the destroyed facilities shocked Tyrion. Traces of battle were everywhere on the deck. Several eagle claws were destroyed. Tyrion reached out to touch the bullet holes on the giant ship. : "Brother, do you remember when we were fighting side by side and facing the evil man En-Kali?"

"Yes, I remember it falling off the cliff, because of my magic, because of your sword." Tigris nodded.

"Very well, we discussed at that time, the revenge of the devil never stops, but we will not let it succeed, no matter how many times it comes." Tyrion turned around, and he raised his mouth: "Just Our brothers are together."

"You are in trouble." Tigris laughed suddenly, which is rare.

"Many mouths, and complicated circumstances, how do I feel that Osu'an is an enemy in all directions." Tyrion turned around, the golden-red phoenix texture on his silk cloak and the pigeon pattern with green olive branches in contrast , The former means that he is the blood of Elaraio, and the latter means that he is the **** champion of the eternal queen: "It is also outside, and it is also inside."

Originally, Tigris could wear it in the same way, but Tigris did not like it, especially when he watched his brother be sought after by his youth when he was young, countless elf girls turned around him, and after his only love show was rejected , Tigris still prefers to wear the sea blue robe belonging to the White Pagoda of Hos.

"It looks like my proposal is in trouble." Tigris said calmly.

"No one wants to lose Lothern. That's where the Phoenix Court is, especially when everyone thinks it is necessary. I respect your opinion, but not everyone respects it," Tyrion said casually.

"My magic idiot brother, quarreling can't solve the problem, you should wait until I go back and talk." Tigerres said quietly: "You always mess things up like this."

"My brother with an oak head." Tyrion laughed: "You know what's going on, so why don't you say it again."

"Why do you emphasize the strange encounter we had in Asoyan Temple at that time?" Tigris pointed out.

"Why do you ask?"

The twins glanced at each other tacitly. Tyrion continued to laugh, while Tigris was silent. He thought for a while: "But I still want to fight!"

"Forget it, my oak head brother, this matter is very troublesome. Ella Ruili she doesn't come out, it's useless for us to argue, but if Alari Rui appears, then we are sinners, and Finnuba is not there either. It’s easy to do. I don’t want to argue about it. I don’t believe that the undead pirates and dark elves can turn the sky.” Tyrion grabbed the hilt of the Yanyang sword in his waist: “Let them come.”

"You can't go to Avalon. I will solve it on the side of the War Council." Tigris continued.

"Brother, don't go," Tyrion emphasized: "Instead of tangling these things, let's discuss how to use these two dwarf armored ships to help us achieve our goals."

"This is also what I want to tell you, brother, these two human beings are very powerful. Ryan Macado, the knight of Brittania, has completed the great feat of the Eight Peaks Expedition, and it is Lilith. The favored person, the strength of that Fugen is even more unfathomable. At the same time, he is also the favorite of the snake **** Sotigo. Look at the spear behind him. The same artifact." Tigris thought for a while, and then said: "Brother, now the situation is special, we must use their power, anyway, a little concession three points."

"I'm still back?!" Tyrion's voice suddenly rose like a tiger stepped on its tail: "I'm so polite and greet them! I also brought food and gifts, are these... Are humans still unsatisfied? If I retreat again and again, how far will I have to retreat?

"Our Azul's retreat may be aggressive to humans, brother." Tigris turned around and walked a few steps to the ship's side, watching the endless ocean and the bright sun, sparkling , Haitian meets: "I also know that you are not easy to do. Those on the one hand are those of the War Council, who have been arguing all day long, and on the other are Finnuba and the Queen. This is Azur. We will always focus on the infinite Within the endless court vortex, but since that's the case, we even..."

"I know what you want to say next." Tyrion interrupted Tigris, and the twin brother finally shook his head: "Well, as long as they don't cause trouble, I will be more restrained, limited to my people. "

"They will be a powerful help." Tigris said.

"That's right." For this, Tyrion had no objection. He knew very well that with the alliance between the dark elves and the undead pirates, the high elves had already faced a serious crisis. At this time, a group of people were particularly able to fight The monkey, and two very powerful armored ships, naturally need to be used, alliances are needed, and some benefits are also needed.

Don’t look at the high elves being so arrogant, they feel that they are extremely arrogant, but it is not exactly that. The high elves have built the old world intelligence system very intact. Every year, a large amount of intelligence is sent to Ephesus in Marienburg. Tao Enclave, and then sent back to Osuuan by sea, the high elves always control the situation in the world.

For high elves, the army of human monkeys is roughly divided into three levels, namely, no fight, especially no fight, and fish.

What cannot be referred to are the Electors and the Duke's Guards, those who have a long history of core elite and royal guards in the imperial provinces or the Principality of Brittany, and the famous mercenaries in Tyril.

In particular, it is not possible to fight some well-tested military forces directly under the state, as well as many local professional armies with honorary names.

All the remaining troops are classified as "Miscellaneous Fish".

However, in addition to these three levels, the high elves have a hidden level, that is, "especially able to fight."

There are not many troops in this level, there are roughly the following: the Holy Grail Knights, the Griffon Knights, the Tall Fury Knights (the small core knights belonging to the natural church, the members are about 20 or 30 knights, all riding real Gryphon), Noor Iron Armor, Teutonic Guard (White Wolf Knights Inner Ring), Rick Guards~www.ltnovel.com~ There are also the old guards and blessings that have only recently been counted in Root's guard, the Phoenix Guard, is gone.

The high-elves still have some respect for this particularly capable unit.

"Then let's do that first." Tyrion and Tagris agreed on how to do it for the time being. Tyrion was so imposing and he smiled proudly. He looked at the two dwarf armored ships and was already thinking about how to lead the two armored ships. The splendid army united with mankind defeated the glorious victory of the undead pirates and dark elves.

Tigris was worried. He knew his brother too much. This was only a temporary verbal agreement. How long it would take effect depends on Tyrion’s mood, and even on the opinions of the princes in the war council.

But in any case, for the next period of time, under the constraints of Tyrion and Tigris, the human army did not clash with the elves.

So, in September of the imperial calendar 2513, in the 350th year of the sailing king Finnuba calendar, Lane and others experienced a long voyage and finally arrived at the home of the high elves, the ancient heavenly sacred place, Osuan.

Olika stood on the side of the ship, looking at the gradually clear land in the distance, and the expression of sadness was extremely rare on the face of the dark elf.

"Osuan, a dream."

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