Looking at the elf swordsman who turned himself into a slave with great pleasure, even the representatives of the elf messenger could not speak. Perhaps because of the extremely long life span, except for a few instances, elves generally cannot understand the thinking of those who love love. Their love is the same as their lifestyle, plain but long-lasting.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but turn my head to look like Beatrice. If a normal flower elf is a fire of fire, it will burn the lover's spirit while bringing warmth, then Beatrice gives me the feeling of being like a microwave oven, while I am like a dish. After putting it in, I will keep heating, heating, and then seal it up after taking it out and eating it, panting for a while, and then sending it to the microwave banana next time I think about it. I can't help but burst into tears when I think of it.

I woke up from the impact of his own envoys's escorts, and the representative of the elf envoy buried his face with his hands and sighed extremely tiredly: It seems that the facts have proved very clearly that my educational method was wrong at the time.

What does it mean? I scratched my head and didn't understand the meaning of the elf messenger's words for a while.

I am his father. The Elf Messenger Representative raised his head and threw out a shock bullet when he opened his mouth. At this moment, a man wearing black armor and a glowing lamp appeared behind him. According to the plot, it was the Elf Swordsman's turn to be shocked, trembling with surprise and inconfidentiality, holding his head with both hands and roaring towards the sky.

It’s a pity that the elf swordsman had known this information and reacted surprisingly calmly: Yes, the messenger represents my father.

So what expression should I do now? I'm silently observing? It turns out that I turned his son into a slave in front of my father. If it were other situations, it would probably be a life-and-death revenge, but now the elf swordsman has put a necklace in order to live with the succubus.

Please allow me to hold my aching temple and then sigh: Your circle is so messy.

But the problem has been solved here, right?

Your Excellency Xu Mo, maybe the time to say this is inappropriate, but the reason why we came to Timres this time was to discuss the alliance with you. Speaking of this, the representative of the Elf Envoy paused: But it is obviously not the right time now, so why not let us discuss it again the next day?

I have no problem here. Anyway, seeing that none of your people drink, I will probably not have trouble with hangover tomorrow. I sat in the position and nodded, then looked at Beatres for the second time and said: By the way, the envoys will find an amusement park, it must be your way, right?

Yes, I don’t think I have the right to make a decision on important matters like forming an alliance. After hearing my inquiry, Beatres walked to the seat, regardless of the current atmosphere, and naturally sat on my thigh, then adjusted his comfortable posture, and explained to me: I have received the alliance contract letter brought by the Elf Alliance. There are not many parts that require you to review in person. I have already raised the bets on the carriage just now, and you can check it out in person later.

Listening to Beatrice's use of you to call me, there is always a sense of incongruity. He looked down at the loli sitting on his lap. What was confusing was that he clearly used a respectful title in his verbal title, but the actual action he took was to use the leader's thigh as a chair. What exactly did he mean?

I will go back to read the contract proposal, but don’t talk about official duties tonight and enjoy it. Although I know that Beatrice must have the paper on the proposal, I did not ask for it immediately, but spread my right hand to the representative of the elf messenger and said kindly: This is an unwritten rule here, just like when the tribe's envoys came here, just think that this trip was coming for a trip, and the proposal should be put on the negotiation first. In order to promote the understanding between the two parties, it is also necessary to understand the living environment of the negotiators. In the next few days, in addition to routine meetings, let’s have a good tour in Timres.

After finishing the words without thinking, for some reason, the elf messenger's face looked a little embarrassed. Just as I was about to ask, I suddenly realized the problem.

Yes, the representative of the Elf Envoy just said that the people in the Elf Envoy didn’t carry much money on the mainland. Even if they were really allowed to visit the city, they couldn’t get in the restaurant and could not buy the souvenirs they liked, but they couldn’t give them money directly. After all, they would probably not accept the pride of the Elf.

Scratching my cheeks was really a big problem, but I didn’t want to be a tour guide and help the envoys openly exempt them from the order.

Forget it, let’s think about these things later. Now what should be discussed has been discussed with the representative of the Elf Messenger. Just as I said myself before, let’s completely relax tonight.

I made a glass to invite wine with the representative of the Elf Messenger, and then drank the drink in the cup. This time I looked at the succubus with a cake beside me and asked: By the way, Frona, you came in from different places, and said, "Are you, you, the fake loli and Beatrix of the demon clan, came in from different places, which means you are not the same way?"

It wasn't originally together. The dirty succubus gave a positive answer and didn't plan to wipe it.

Wait, this is unreasonable. After hearing the answer, I instantly realized something was wrong.

The demon clan Loli and Frona are both employees. Although these two know where the celebration banquet was used by the man, they would be deducted if they entered the venue in violation of regulations, especially the two belong to the Moonlight clan. There is no reason to deliberately come over to commit crimes. Even if Frona is to save her lover, the venues on both sides are not far apart. Unless they say they are very close, it is impossible to hear the conversation in the bar.

And so on, what is the reason why people who shouldn't have appeared here?

pudding.

Hearing the familiar voice, I immediately came over. As one of the cadres of the Demon King City, I never cared about things but only someone who would attend the banquet.

Everyone immediately put down the food in their hands and fell to the spot! I shouted suddenly, held Beatrice and rolled over and rolled under the table.

Oh, I forgot! Frona's face turned pale with a sound. She broke into the venue with her momentum just now, completely forgot that she was captured by someone along the way, so she grabbed the elf swordsman and broke the window and ran away without thinking.

The elf envoy group had not yet responded. After looking at each other, they squatted down on the spot very slowly.

The representative of the Elf Messenger, who was faster than the Elf Messenger Group, fell to the spot immediately as early as I was moving. Logically speaking, he should not be in trouble, but the dessert he was holding just now was pudding to be continued.
Chapter completed!