Facts have proved that money cannot solve all problems, but it can solve most of them.
When Serira walked toward the queen step by step, wearing a sapphire and diamond crown, an ice bear skin cloak, and a gradient silk dress with waves of pearls billowing, more than one female official smiled.
Pearls and gems that are not inferior to the queen mean a lot of wealth behind them;
The pure white ice bear skin cloak is draped easily on the shoulders, symbolizing strong force value.
Not to mention knocking it down and cutting it, just wearing such a large piece will make the steps of the fifth level and below heavy;
Not to mention, the light shining among those gems is obviously magic...
While they were saluting, Queen Anne quickly threw a [Detection Magic], and then reflexively closed her eyes.
That elf girl, the drop-shaped silver-purple pendant on her forehead, what level of magic item is it?!
This level of light is at least one level brighter than the bracelet she wears next to her body, which seals the two fourth-level magic spells [Cure Fatal Wounds] and [Spell Immunity]!
No wonder the information provided by the Royal Mage Group was vague about this young lady, but it reminded her to be extra courteous...
Grete looked down at the ground, pricked up his ears, and sure enough he heard a few inaudible sounds. Glancing to the side, he saw Cerela lowering her head in the same manner, but the corners of her mouth curved up, and she moved towards him quickly.
blinked his eyes
Well, you're just here to show off, right?
With this thought in mind, Gretel raised his head and stood up straight, and sure enough he saw that the smile on the Queen's lips was not only humble and gentle, but also a little more cordial. And many of the female officials around the Queen, who had some arrogance before, also had some arrogance.
Swept away in an instant.
Before he could take a closer look, the Queen smiled brightly and asked Gretel and others to sit down... She fully fulfilled her duties as a host and greeted each of them one by one:
He praised Gretel's young talents and advanced to level 6 mage in 5 years, and even mentioned his experience of going to the battlefield for the kingdom and fighting against the Glorious Holy See;
Thank you to Aunt Salia for coming all the way in her old age and lovingly recalling her feelings for the Spring Temple and her experience of growing up under the care of the nuns of the temple;
Chat with Joanna about her hometown of Heartland City, and praise the Order of the God of Nature for its long-standing contribution in taking care of the poor in the kingdom;
Showing just the right amount of curiosity about Cerela, and envious of her ranger experience...
Every word and every smile made people feel like they were getting a breath of fresh air. At least Sister Salia and Joanna were obviously moved.
Gretel watched with cold eyes. Every time the queen said something to them, their heartbeats and blood pressure would soar to a peak.
As for Serira... Cerira at least didn't show any obvious impatience, and was still willing to sit here for a while, wasn't she?
After some cordial and elegant greetings, the queen supported her waist with her right hand and awkwardly changed her posture. The female officer beside her quickly came over to take care of the mother. The queen smiled and patted the back of her hand, then turned to Gretel and his party:
"Master Nordmark, and everyone, thank you for traveling all the way from Nevis to the royal capital. From now on until delivery, my pregnancy and the future of the kingdom are entrusted to you."
Grete hesitated for a moment, torn between "Don't worry, I will try my best" and "Leave it to me", always feeling that either wording was a bit weird. Aunt Salia waited for a moment, but when he didn't answer,
Quickly salute and pick him up:
"I am willing to serve your Majesty."
Ah, this is the way to talk to the queen... Although Gretel has received emergency training, the things he just put in are not always very effective. Hearing Sister Salia speak, he breathed a sigh of relief and immediately repeated:
"I am willing to serve your Majesty."
OK... OK... Magician, Magician... Queen Anne repeated it in her heart, the smile on her face remained unchanged, and she raised her hand to signal to them:
"Now that I'm here, can you please take a look at my physical condition?"
He said please look, but he shrank back slightly and crossed his hands in front of him. Gretel looked at the Queen's body language, the smile on his face did not change, and he turned to Cerira:
"You come?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and clapped it, and the golden treasure box in the space bag fell on the tea table with a "bang". In an instant, there was thousands of golden lights and thousands of auspicious auras. Among the female officials beside the queen, there were two younger ones.
There was another gentle inhalation sound.
After all, the queen had seen a lot of gold and silver jewelry, and there was nothing unusual about it. She just asked curiously:
"This is?"
"A magic instrument that burns meditation images. I'll check it for you. I'll try not to get started. I'll take a look after they finish checking it."
The queen nodded silently. The female officer closest to her took a step forward and stood between the queen and the golden treasure box:
"How does this magic weapon work? Where can I order it? Can we order one?"
"I don't know how it works." Grete spread his hands generously:
"This was designed by Mr. Almeida of [Philosopher's Rose], and was made by the vice-president of the Alchemy Guild himself. I'm not sure if you can place an order. Maybe you can send a message to the Alchemy Guild?"
When he announced the name of the legendary mage, more inhaling sounds were heard among the female officers one after another.
Only the queen's smile remained unchanged. She stood up holding the hand of the female officer, made a "please" gesture to Cerela and Sister Salia, and walked into the other room.
The female spellcasters quickly followed in. Gretel was left alone and looked at each other with the female officials, smiling politely at each other:
Well, this older female officer looked at me very harshly. When she stared at me, her nasolabial folds almost extended to her cheeks. You don’t have to look at me like you are guarding against thieves. If it’s not a last resort, I will
If you don’t want to touch the Queen directly, it will be very troublesome...
This female officer in a green skirt, your face doesn't look good, and your breathing is a little too shallow. Is your waist too tight and uncomfortable?
This young lady, it seems that you were the one staring at Cerela's crown just now, staring the hardest, right? There's no point in staring. Even I don't have the guts to snatch the jewelry from the dragon clan...
After a while, the door leading to the inner room of the tea room opened, and Cerela came out gracefully. She passed by the female officers, and put a chip and a long note directly into Grete's hand:
"I think it's okay! Just take a look!"
Grete stood up first, nodded to the queen, and then looked down at the electrocardiogram. The heart rate was normal, the chip was stimulated, and a closer look at the B-ultrasound image showed that the fetus was developing generally normally, and there was no placenta previa or anything like that.
As for the fetal position and the like, this will have to be determined until delivery. There is no point in worrying about this now.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty the Queen, everything is normal at the moment." He bowed slightly and congratulated the Queen. There was a murmur of sweet voices around him, and the female officials congratulated the Queen one after another, and the Queen smiled:
"Thank you for your hard work. Well, during this period, I would also like to trouble you to come to the palace every week to check on my situation. This is my clerical lady, Baroness Vitegue. She will guide you to the palace in the future."
The middle-aged female officer with shallow breathing and pale face that Gretel had noticed before took a step forward and greeted them. The Queen continued to introduce:
"If you want to continue treatment at the Maternity and Infant Hospital, she will also make arrangements for you."
Knowing that the interview was over, Gretel breathed a sigh of relief, quickly expressed his willingness to accept, and stood up to leave. Baroness Vitegue smiled and stepped forward, opened the door herself, and made a "please" gesture.
Cerira followed Gretel out of the tea room. The group of people walked for about ten steps in silence. Cerira's ears turned left and right, and suddenly she smiled:
"Hehe...they are so fun..."
"What's the matter?"
Grete turned to look at her. Cerela looked at the Baroness who was leading the way, shaking her head and not answering. Until she walked through the atrium and was led into a small banquet hall, seeing Sister Salia and Pastor Joanna both washing their hands, she
Then he leaned into Gretel's ear and whispered:
"They were saying just now, am I not an elf? Why do I like these pearls and gems so much? I feel like a dragon... Hehehehe..."
Gretel held up his forehead. Miss, I know you are a dragon, that’s why you have such a large collection, but...where is your point of laughter?
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