It was getting late, and Xiwei didn't wait long before a burst of noise came from the tower.

Gradually, some honorifics and compliments can be heard.

Who is this coming?

It's quite grand.

Xiwei looked at the city gate silently.

After the soldiers on the tower shouted a few times, the heavy gate was slowly lowered. The soldiers guarding the city immediately stood in front of Xi Wei and held up a huge piece of golden gauze to block all the dust.

Afterwards, the streets of the royal capital of Kalanli can be seen clearly.

The royal capital of Kalanli is not allowed to enter and exit at will. Only people in the city can enter and exit at will at certain times every day. M.

Of course today is an unexpected day.

After all, the visitor is the Winter King.

As the noisy and joyful ritual music sounded, a middle-aged man with a graceful temperament turned around the corner.

He was wearing a pitch-black robe with intricate and mysterious patterns carved with gold threads, a sapphire crown on his head, and a crystal scepter firmly held in his hand.

There is a ring on each finger of the fat palm, and the gems mounted on it are so dazzling that they are as big as pigeon eggs.

A breath of nouveau riche came to my face.

Xi Wei couldn't help but frown.

"Your Majesty Winter, your arrival really makes my Kalanli shine!"

King Kalanli had already checked the strength of King Winter's army on the city wall. After confirming it, his expression now looked happy and cordial, as if he had seen a little brother he hadn't seen for many years.

"you are?"

Xiwei glanced at the middle-aged man in confusion.

The smell of low-quality perfume on the other party was so strong that he couldn't help but take a half step back, and naturally did not hold the fat hand that was stretched out.

"Ahem..." King Kalanli retracted his hand in embarrassment and wiped it on his pants pretending not to care.

Then he said:

"I am the king of Kalanli, but you are my guest when you come, and I hit it off with you. We are not as good as brothers. Why do we have to join hands to fight against the elven army in the future?"

"It's OK to fight the elves together, as long as we are brothers."

Xiwei smiled slightly.

"My father may not like that I have a king brother, so thank you for your kindness."

Not wanting to hit the smiling man, Xiwei tactfully rejected Kalanli's politeness and solicitation.

To be honest, with Kalanli's military strength, he is not worthy of calling him brother. If the person standing in front of him now is the King of Andorra, then these "calling brother" remarks are somewhat sincere.

"That's what you said, hahaha. It was me who was rude. After all, I'm so old and I really can't be your brother. This makes you look old-fashioned."

King Kalanli chuckled and resolved the awkward atmosphere with just a few words, but it was unclear whether he had any grudges in his heart.

"Your Excellency, King Winter, you have come all the way. I have prepared a sumptuous dinner, and I would like to ask you to show your respect. We are not in a hurry about the alliance. We can wait for the old guy from the Mayton Empire to come and talk about it together tomorrow."

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

Xiwei nodded and did not refuse King Kalanli's invitation. He was originally going to attend the banquet to attract attention, so that his subordinates could go into the city to inquire.

"It's such a grand dinner, is there no problem if I bring my female companion?"

Xiwei asked again.

But the tone is declarative.

"Of course there is no problem, Your Majesty the Winter King, my banquet hall is big enough. You can bring as many female companions as you want. Your personal guards can also enter the city and move around freely. I will cover the expenses..."

"However, their activities must comply with the laws of the Kalanli Empire. I think..."

"Thank you for your generosity, I will tell them well."

Xiwei nodded.

It is normal to follow the rules of Kalanli in the land of Kalanli.

It is impossible to burn, kill and loot.

He is here to discuss alliances, not to engage in aggression, at least for the time being.

Enter the royal capital of Kalanli.

Everything on the street is in full view.

It is quite similar to the previous Cologne Empire. There are low brick buildings near the city gate, which are the "slums" in the royal capital.

Basically it was inhabited by soldiers and slave owners.

Although it is called a slum, people who come out of here can still dominate the serfs when they come to the villages outside the royal capital.

Go further inside.

The number of pedestrians gradually increased.

There was a team of knights from Kalanli leading the way, and pedestrians gave way. At most, they just glanced curiously, and then went about their own business, while the vendors continued to sell.

This is different from the previous Cologne Empire.

When the king is traveling, pedestrians must kneel down on one knee, bow their heads and take off their hats in salute when they encounter him.

Otherwise, his head would be beheaded by the knights accompanying the king as a warning to others.

From this point of view, Kalanli's imperial laws are quite relaxed.

Passed by a huge market.

There were many slaves driven out by their slave owners on the roadside, including some demi-humans and elves.

They heard the sound of the carriage wheels rolling, and their instinct for danger made their lowered heads move, and they raised them up somewhat sluggishly.

A luxurious carriage sped by.

The eyes of the demihumans and elf slaves widened.

They saw a tall knight with blond hair sitting on the carriage. His blue eyes were like the clear sky. The breeze blew away the broken hair on his forehead, revealing a majestic and handsome face like a knife.

Of course, that wasn't what shocked them.

But behind the blond knight, there was a group of beautifully dressed elves surrounding him.

They look sweet and look happy.

There is a faint powerful power in the body, which is the breath of the wilderness.

These are actually awakened elegant elves!

There are many reasons in their minds, about the difference in status between them and those sub-elves, about why those sub-elves have awakened, and of course about their miserable current situation.

"What are you looking at?"

"Isn't it possible for you humble servants like you to look at the king's carriage?"

The slave owners screamed.

The whip slapped on their bodies.

The weak demi-humans and elf slaves fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

When he looked at the king's carriage again.

All that's left is the thick dust kicked up by the wheels.

The team of slaves continued to stumble forward.

Their destination is to enter the slave market.

After arriving at the specialized slave market, the first wave of screening will be conducted.

Those who are beautiful and distinctive will be taken to the auction house and selected by the nobles for auction.

The inferior ones were bought by the tavern with money.

Later, after being brainwashed by drugs, he gradually became a tool for making money in the tavern.

The remaining ones will be bought by small nobles or merchants.

Slave owners will not raise them in vain.

Every month there will be a few that cannot be sold. Finally, these defective products will be sent to the arena for free. Depending on how miserable their death is, the slave owner can also get some share.

"He... who are they..."

"That knight seems to be King Winter. I heard someone saying..."

"Winter King..."

"What are you chattering about? Let's go!"

The sound of the whip crackled.

The slave owner was roaring again.
Chapter completed!