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Chapter 673 Farce and God's Dependents(1/2)

The human aristocrat shook his head and looked arrogant, which contrasted with his thin figure.

The tone of his speech was even higher, as if what he was saying was a great gift to the Elf Forest, which made everyone, including Sophia, frown slightly.

Coupled with his sharp-looking appearance, it makes it hard to have a good impression of him.

The elf players looked at each other and whispered to each other without any concealment:

"Where is this stupid NPC? Neurosis?"

"I really eat lotus root...it's like a goblin..."

"Isn't it just asking for help? Who doesn't know the little thing about Maple Leaf Corps now? That's it?"

"That's right, I'm going to be the count... I feel that my breath is not as good as mine..."

The players had bad tone, and their eyes looked at the nobles with a little disdain.

However, the language setting of their conversation was Elf language. Except for Sophia, who had learned Elf language, who could understand it, the imperial nobles holding suspected documents obviously did not understand it.

But even if he didn't understand, the human nobles who claimed to be Count Baier felt a little hostility from the elves' bad eyes.

He sneered and said:

"Is this the way to treat guests in the Elf Forest? Where is your head? Why don't you come and receive us quickly?"

Players:...

Isn’t this really a fuss?!

The two players in charge of patrol who were standing in front of the crowd were obviously laughed in the tone of the human nobles. They were about to speak sarcastic, but a crisp sneer came earlier from the elves:

"Ha...Is this the way to visit the Empire? When can the empire group of empires allow the unruly Goblins to serve as the messenger?"

This is the common term for Dalu.

Earl Byer:...

He raised his head angrily and looked at the speaker, and saw a half-elf wearing the elf apprentice priest's skirt coming to the crowd.

Her appearance is amazing, but her eyes are very cold, and the eyes look at the nobles are deeply disgusted.

The players around were instantly excited:

"Damn it! It's Sophia!"

"Isn't this the eldest lady of Poisonous Tongue? Was he brainwashed by Sister Feng successfully?"

"Bao, babe, babe, babe...what brainwashing is it? Is this called ideological enlightenment good?"

"Yes, right...the enlightenment of thought!"

"Haha, Sophia is here, there is a good show!"

"Take notes quickly! How to make people angry with words without dirty words elegantly..."

The players were talking, and their eyes were filled with jokes when they looked at the human nobles.

Of course, I still communicate in a low voice in the elves.

"Who are you? You dare to insult the empire's mission?!"

Earl Byer looked at Sophia angrily and said with a sarcasm.

Comparing people to goblins...

This is probably the most likely thing to arouse people's anger in the Segs world.

The girl looked at him contemptuously, then opened her eyes as if she was surprised, and then sneered:

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't look carefully just now. I thought you were a goblin wearing a stolen noble robe! But after a closer look... it turned out that you were just a more unique look."

"Earl Byer, right? Look at your clothes and medals on your chest... it should be the Earl of the Palace, right? Since you are the Earl of the Palace, you should be familiar with the laws and regulations of the empire. Don't you know that when you formally visit other countries, you need to send envoys in advance or rely on third-party forces to contact us?"

"I am really ashamed of you for Her Majesty the Queen!"

Sophia's voice was extremely contemptuous, and Earl Byr was so angry that his beard was raised.

"Who are you? You dare to speak loudly in front of me?! Do you know who my father is?!"

He said angrily.

The girl's eyes were even more disdainful:

"It doesn't matter who I am, it doesn't matter who your father is, what's important is who you are now."

After saying that, she shook her head slightly again:

"It seems that the gods are still fair. Giving you a unique appearance will also give you a pitiful IQ, so as not to make you seem inconsistent... It will actually make your existence like this and the leader of the group. It seems that the empire is really rotten to the core."

"you……!"

"What am I? I am just telling the facts. If you still have a little bit of self-knowledge, I think you should go back to the Imperial College Primary School to study diplomatic theory. Oh... No, looking at you like this, I am really worried that you will really go back and will not be able to graduate. After all, you don't look like you are only twelve years old, nor do you have an IQ of twelve years old."

"you!!"

Earl Byer's face turned green because of his anger.

He trembled, looked at Sophia fiercely, then turned to the knight beside him and said:

"Why are you still standing there?! Hurry up and capture this half-elf who insults the empire for me?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several nobles with silver strength surrounded Sophia, and Sophia shook her head in disappointment, clenched the magic props on her body, ready to teach them a lesson.

However, just as the guards were about to surround her, a red figure fell from the sky, kicking several knights away easily, and then sneered:

"Who dares to catch people in the Elf Forest?!"

It's Demacia.

He seemed to have just been promoted to the middle level of silver, and his aura was not very stable, but his strength had already reached a higher level.

The human knights who were only just entering silver at most were not his opponents in six-tale costumes.

After kicking several knights into the river under the dock, Demacia carried the great sword in her hand and laughed:

"Is this the attitude of the human empire to seek help? If you ask for help, you should ask for help, and you should also form an alliance under the name of the name. At least come here with sincerity. Hello, I, everyone, what are you doing? Or... Your side actually has no intention of "alliance" at all, just come to find fault?"

"Who are you?"

Count Baier squinted at Demacia and questioned.

"Tsk... It's this arrogant attitude, I get upset when I see it."

Demacia ticked her mouth.

Then, he waved to the players behind him:

"Brothers, tie them up and throw them into the river to wake them up."

Hearing Demacia's orders, the other players of the Natural Heart sneered a few times, and then pulled out their weapons with malicious intentions and met them.

However, at this moment, a scolding suddenly came from the Imperial fleet:

"Enough!"

The powerful pressure spread and instantly suppressed the elves on the dock, including Demacia, who was already in the middle of silver. Everyone felt a shocking force locking themselves, making their hair stand on and almost lose control of their bodies.

And the next moment, a figure in a red bishop's robe walked off the flagship.

It was a gray-haired old man, with only one eye and the other covered by a golden eye mask, and his whole body was shrouded in soft holy light.

"Cardinal Morris..."

Sophia's expression was solemn.

Cardinal...

Players such as Demacia narrowed their eyes slightly.

With the continued exchange between the caravan and the Human Empire, players have already gained some understanding of the priest level within the Eternal Church.

Everyone who can become a cardinal is a legendary strong man with pious beliefs and fanatical beliefs!

However, although the legend appears, Demacia doesn't look afraid at all.

I saw him chuckling with a sarcastic expression:

"Isn't it just a legend? What's the helm in the Forest of Elf?"

After saying that, he suddenly turned around and shouted at the sky:

"Master Mars! Humans are here to bully our elves!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a breath that was far more terrifying than Cardinal Morris came to the dock. Its vastness and power made the Cardinal, who was a legendary strong man, change his expression slightly.

"Get out, the Elf Forest does not welcome evil guests."

A faint voice came from the sky and rang in everyone's hearts.

The Cardinal's expression was solemn.

"Half...god..."

He murmured in disbelief.
To be continued...
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