Although the underground world is not recognized by the races in the Central Continent and is ridiculed as an indigenous heresy, it still occupies a pivotal position.
As one of the three overlords of the underground world, the dark elves are naturally qualified to be invited to the wedding. Now, the three matrons who came as representatives spoke.
Although elves and drow are both from the elven clan, but with the addition of blood elves, they will definitely kill each other as sworn enemies when they meet, because they both believe that they are the most original and orthodox high elves, and the others are not.
They are garbage and should all be put to death to avoid tarnishing the noble name of elves.
"At your age, you are old enough to be Downton's grandmother, but you are still pretty much the same as your wife and lover!"
Mistress Henet teased.
"If Your Highness Downton is willing, I would be happy to be a female slave, let alone a lover!"
Mistress Do'Urden cast a wink and seduced Downton openly and openly.
"Yes, don't you really think about it? We sisters can accept any posture!"
Mistress Henet blows a kiss.
The three coquettish mistresses were also dressed very coolly, with only translucent gauze long skirts. The most attractive thing was that their underwear was so small that it could barely cover their important parts.
Of course, the entire continent knows that the drow are walking aphrodisiacs who are in heat all year round. This race has no moral integrity or shame.
Men love and hate them at the same time. They want to get close to the dark elves and taste their plump bodies, but they are also worried about being drained of their energy and turned into human beings.
"Bitch!"
A noble lady couldn't stand it any longer, so she pinched her rude husband and cursed in a low voice.
"Hey, I can't pretend I didn't hear this, but for the sake of His Highness Downton, I can let you go this time."
When Mistress Do'Urden said this, her face became ferocious, "If there is a next time, I will leave you to those dirty natives and use them as toilets."
The ladies who were glanced at suddenly shuddered at the thought of kneeling on the ground and drinking the urine of the indigenous men.
The women were bickering. The men were sighing secretly, envious of Downton's femininity, and even the drow were her allies.
"Male, is this guy's thing so big? Even the drow has been tamed!"
"Does he have some secret method to prevent his energy from being sucked away by the drow?"
"I heard that he successfully passed the test of the dark ritual and became the servant of Rose Spider Queen. It is said that all the women in Menzoberranzan were slept with by him!"
Among the guests, there were also many sanctimonious perverted aristocrats who felt that Downton was just as filthy as them. After all, if he were himself, he would have a great time.
In fact, Downton's status as a servant of God only serves as a stepping stone, and more of a trade effect.
Everyone doesn't want to make money, and everyone doesn't want to live a luxurious life. Because of their beliefs, the dark elves not only isolate themselves from the country, but also hunt all races everywhere. As a result, no one dares to trade with them.
Downton's arrival also brought abundant supplies on the surface, which immediately dazzled the eyes of the drow. The worthless specialties at home can be exchanged for delicious food, soft fabrics, expensive accessories, and
Through various propaganda methods, Downton's status as the servant of God has become more and more stable.
In the past, the drow were only loyal to their respective mistresses. But now, Downton has equal status.
"By the way, by the way, we can represent the will of the entire city of Menzoberranzan!" Matron Do'Urden teased the Elf Prince. "Unlike you, we don't have any real power!"
After all, after working together for so many years, Downton has shown such a profound foundation that the matrons would choose Heinrich because their brains were kicked by a donkey.
"Uh, let me take this opportunity to say something too!"
When the dwarf prince saw that the drow who had been fighting for many years spoke, he was naturally not to be outdone, and his rough and hoarse voice immediately echoed in the hall.
"His Royal Highness Downton killed the Red Dragon King and helped us get back the Furnace Castle. This kindness cannot be repaid."
The dwarf prince looked impassioned and looked like he was going to take action the next second.
The distinguished guests once again covered their mouths and let out uncontrollable exclamations. They were both amazed at Downton's defeat of the Red Dragon King and envious of his good luck.
Dwarves are notoriously stubborn, you can tell by what they say, but once you gain their friendship, it becomes a life-or-death friendship.
"Since His Highness wants His Highness Di Lanxue, then we will help him get it back."
The dwarf prince was ready to stare at him, but as soon as he opened his eyes, his sister slapped him on the back of the head.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
The dwarf princess complained, and just when the distinguished guests thought that this person was a qualified politician, they heard the next words.
"There are some things that can only be done but not said. Remember, if you do it later, remember to fight to death, otherwise you will be in trouble later."
"Do you dare to be more upright?"
The distinguished guests rolled their eyes and were speechless. They couldn't even say a whisper. Do you think we people don't exist? Are you still beating us to death? Believe it or not, I will destroy you natives first?
Old foxes like Floris took a deep look at the dwarf princess to see that they were not so superficial as to treat her as a fool.
This gag reveals the little wisdom of the dwarves, which not only shows their alignment, but also relieves the tense and depressed atmosphere. If possible, they should resolve the problem peacefully, because in their opinion, Downton cannot defeat Heinrich.
To be able to help steadfastly even though he doesn't think much of Downton, the dwarf is indeed upright and simple.
The balance of power seemed to be restored again, but unfortunately the next second, someone intervened again.
"His Royal Highness Di Lanxue has not looked back, so I think her attitude has been very clear. Also, that such a person who broke up the wedding can still stand here is simply a shame for the nobles. If it had been left in Seattle, he would have been there long ago.
He was chopped into pulp by the royal guards and used as fertilizer, and fed with seaweed."
A handsome mermaid snorted.
He is the prince of the Seattle Sea Tribe, one of the three huge empires in the Endless Sea, and his combined military strength is as large as the nine empires.
This guy looks at people with eyes that are pointed upward, full of disdain. If he hadn't been saved by Heinrich during the adventure period in his early years and became a best friend, he would not have set foot on land.
The air up here is simply filled with a disgusting smell.
Freya curled her lips and gestured with her middle finger, "The Sea Tribe can't get ashore. No matter how powerful your country is, it's useless."
"You... are so unreasonable, I want to fight you."
The mermaid prince's lungs were about to explode.
"Okay, I'll be with you anytime."
Freya's title of Red Devil Princess was achieved with real swords and guns, so how could she be afraid of such a small scene.
The conflict began to heat up.
"Wait a minute, since you are also aboriginals, it is only appropriate that we should be allowed to appear!"
Bloodmaul walked in from outside the gate, saluted Downton first, and then stared at the Mermaid Prince.
"Who do you think is aboriginal?"
The prince was furious.
"I would like to state that I am the prince of the Ogre Empire and the representative elected by the major indigenous tribes in the hills. I am qualified to duel with you."
Bloodmaul grinned ferociously, revealing a set of fangs that were eager to bite anyone.
"That's enough, the farce should be over!"
A middle-aged man stood up and scolded him with an unhappy expression. He had been silent just now, but when he saw that the problem was still not solved, and instead became worse, he finally spoke up.
The noise in the hall disappeared immediately, and everyone was silent.
"Don't complicate simple problems."
The man's female companion stood up and ordered with a superior attitude, but even a strong woman like Queen Liv did not show any dissatisfaction.
Because these two are the patriarch and his wife of the high-level dragon clan living on Dragon Island, all dragons on the entire continent are within their jurisdiction.
The Dragon Clan claims to be the guardian of the Western Continent, and it's not just words. They also have terrifying and crushing combat power. Their words represent the will of the entire Dragon Clan.
"Human, get out of here, this is your last chance."
Mrs. Long actually takes the overall situation into consideration, otherwise, Downton, the ant, would have been killed long ago.
"Brother, can I kill her?"
Hutao was very angry. What do you mean by saying, "I'm disturbing your life?"
"roll!"
The middle-aged man was more direct. With a roar, Longwei exploded,
Not only the people in the main hall, but also the citizens of the whole city felt that their hearts were palpitating and they were about to suffocate.
"Uncle, after all these years, you still have a bad temper!"
Nicole walked in with long military boots on the carpet and dressed in military uniform. She looked at the Longdao couple with eyes filled with hatred.
"Nicole? Aren't you at the Dragon Cemetery?"
The dragon's wife was shocked.
"Who released this heretic like you? I'm going to skin him!"
The middle-aged man had veins pulsing on his forehead. Nicole was one of the most untouchable secrets in the dragon clan.
"it's me!"
Downton looked at the middle-aged man without flinching, "Before I duel with Heinrich, I don't mind fighting with you first!"
"Arrogant!"
Many people murmured.
"Yes, this is the man I like!"
Nicole slapped Downton on the back fiercely, "Don't wait, I will loot all the dragon cemeteries and establish a clan of undead dragons."
"heresy!"
A popular middle-aged man wanted to take action, but was held down by his wife. At this time, it was not appropriate to cause trouble, and with Nicole's talent and courage, if she couldn't succeed in one blow, she would be in big trouble.
"How many women are there in Downton?"
The ladies were still gossiping, while the politicians were busy considering the overall situation. After the Dragon Clan intervened, Downton would definitely be at a disadvantage. Just as they were speculating on how things would go, a clear and majestic voice sounded outside the hall.
"Establishing an undead dragon tribe? This is a good idea. If necessary, this Duke can provide help!"
The guests looked over, wondering who was this person who dared to go against the leader of the Dragon Clan? Then they realized that the square seemed to have entered the dead of winter, everything was silent, and only the sounds of the dead were left.
Hutao, who was staring at the middle-aged man's bared teeth like a hunting dog, suddenly froze, pricked up his ears, listened carefully, and then looked at the door, his expression changing from confusion to joy. (To be continued.)