When the Titan, who was at least over twelve meters tall, heard what Ryan said, he replied in human language: "I am Latanilu the Growler, you can call me Lalu." As soon as these words were spoken, Ryan said Only then did he realize that something was not right, because the few simple conversations he had with the Titan messenger were actually speaking human common language that he had not used in public for a long, long time.
"You, how can you speak this language?" Ryan was slightly worried. He didn't want the titan in front of him to have anything to do with his hometown, but he was also curious about how the other person could speak the common language of mankind, so he used this The first mouse asked with both emotions in mind.
"How you learned the Dark Elf language is how I learned the common human language." Latani Lu, the Titan growler who was over twelve meters tall, shrugged his shoulders and responded to Ryan.
"This is the biggest feature of the Titans." Aledia on the side spoke: "As far as I know, the Titans are good at manipulating space power. Each of them is an outstanding plane traveler. It is almost essential for them to learn the language of communicating with the target as quickly as possible." After Aledia said this, her whole person was suspended in the air, and then she said to Titan Roarer Latanilu: "Hello , Lalu, I am Aledia, this is not the first time we have met."
"Yes, Ms. Aledia, and Ms. Boyardinas, I didn't expect that you are all here. Well, I also felt the aura of Astarot and the others. It seems that the news the Grand Consul got is Correct, they are all here for you, Mr. Lane." Titan Messenger Latanilu replied: "To be honest, I was also curious about your deeds, Lane, before traveling. Within a few decades, you were promoted to the realm. A powerful person at this level has also mastered the use of pseudo-divine power. Such an achievement is very remarkable."
"LaRue, you are too polite." Ryan gave in for a few words, and finally said: "It's not the way to treat guests outside, please come with me." After saying that, Ryan led everyone into the meeting hall. This is called The Titan of Roarer Latanilu's strength is between the legendary advancement and the legendary peak. With his strength, it is already a great honor to have Ryan greet him at the door. If it were not for the other races in the other world, he would not be willing to do so. To provoke the Titans, Latani Luxu didn't want to have a face-to-face and equal conversation with Ryan and the others like now. At most, Senetia and the others would just step in and settle the matter.
With Latanilu's height, it is still quite difficult to walk into the conference hall, because the distance between his head and the ceiling of the conference hall is really limited, and he has to bend down deeply to get through. He moved in at the door, but Latanilu didn't take it seriously at all. He had long been used to this situation. After entering the hall, he immediately sat on the ground. This made Ryan very embarrassed and felt that he had neglected the Titan envoy too much. .
It has to be said that the subordinates of the Hrudian family responded very quickly. After Ryan and others took their seats, four waiters lifted a huge barrel made of mithril and came up. The barrel looked a little rough. There are some, and there is no other decoration except a handle that is as high as a person on the outside. It has obviously been made recently, and it is filled with amber wine. When it was placed on the Growler Ratani When they were on the ground in front of the road, the air of the entire council was filled with the alluring aroma of wine.
"I haven't heard the language of my hometown for a long time, but I didn't expect you, Lalu, to actually speak it." Ryan nodded towards the waiters with satisfaction, and then said to the growler Latanilu: "This is the dwarf of my hometown. Although the spirit brewed by the tribe is not a fine wine, it still has a unique flavor. My friend Reynolds gave me dozens of barrels. Unfortunately, I personally don’t like drinking, so I keep throwing them in the wine cellar..."
Before Ryan finished speaking, the growler Latanilu couldn't wait to grab the mithril barrel and lifted it up. Then he lowered his head and sniffed deeply for a few times, and couldn't help but praise: "Good wine, this wine is very strong. Even if you haven't drunk it yet, you are a bit intoxicated." After finishing speaking, Latanilu raised his neck and drank the entire mithril barrel in one gulp. After finishing it, he put down the mithril barrel with satisfaction, squinted his eyes and savored the burning feeling between his chest and abdomen. After waiting for a while, he spoke again: "Sure enough, the wine is good. I didn't expect Mr. Lane, your friend." You can actually make such a beautiful wine.”
When Ryan saw that Latanilu drank the entire mithril barrel in one go, his brows couldn't help but jump a few times. In Latanilu's view, it was just a toast, but the entire mithril barrel was full of wine. It was a large sealed barrel of dwarf spirits that slowly poured out. Even a drunkard like Reynolds would feel drunk after drinking so much spirits at once, but the titan in front of him actually showed signs of his future. With a happy expression, I don't know if he is as addicted to alcohol as the dwarves or if his alcohol capacity increases because of his huge size. Ryan probably thinks it's a combination of both.
Naturally, there must be meat when there is wine. Lane's subordinates quickly brought up all kinds of smoked and roasted game. With a wave of his hand, Latanilu grabbed a whole roasted lizard that had not yet been cut into pieces. Put it directly into his mouth. His eating appearance is not very good, but the speed of eating is quite astonishing. A roasted lizard weighing more than 100 kilograms was swallowed by him almost in a few minutes, including the meat and bones. Then Ratanilu picked up the mithril barrel that had just been filled for him and drank down at least fifty kilograms of dwarf spirits in it.
In just over thirty minutes, the growler Ratanilu ate eight grilled lizards and three smoked chimeras, plus drank thirty barrels of dwarf spirits in Lane's cellar. , this was all Ryan had in stock. After finishing eating and drinking, Latanilu patted his belly casually and muttered: "Well, I was barely half full, so let's get down to business first."
Although these words were spoken in a low voice, Ryan had amazing strength after all, so he could hear them clearly. He almost fell off his chair. Latanilu ate the food of at least 500 people by himself. It was only half-full. Ryan was not sure about the Titans' fighting power. However, if they were just comparing their appetites, Ryan believed that there was no race in the other world that could be their opponent. Thinking of this, Ryan suddenly pulled Ta in a mischievous manner. Nero compared it with the adult red dragons he had seen on Dragon Island. Those behemoths whose bodies were often more than tens of meters tall must have eaten more than Latanilu and the others. I just didn't know where Teacher Jialib was going. What have you been busy with since arriving at Dragon Island? Why haven't you come back yet?
"Mr. Ryan, I am here to visit on behalf of the Grand Consul this time. There are three main things to do." The growler Latanilu coughed a few times, and the loud voice naturally reawakened the distracted Ryan, who only listened to this Titan. The messenger said unhurriedly: "The first thing is about the illithid. I heard that Ryan has made an artifact that can restrain the mental power of the illithid. I wonder if I can see it with my own eyes. See it."
For Latanilu's words, Ryan was already prepared in his heart. Since Titan is one of the seven powerful races in the alien world, even if they are low-key and have little contact with the outside world, when such an important thing happens, Finally, you still have to intervene, otherwise the prestige of the Titans will gradually decline, and the influence they can exert on other worlds will naturally become worse and worse. Therefore, what happened today will happen sooner or later, but now it seems that Latani Lu still doesn't believe the rumors, and hopes to confirm the effect of the magic items designed and produced by Ryan before expressing his opinion. For Ryan, they have already been taught to the other five races anyway, and he doesn't care about teaching one more. The Titans naturally agreed.
Latanilu didn't seem surprised that Ryan would agree to his first request. He would have chosen the simplest and easiest one to put first. Now seeing Ryan say this, he continued: "Speaking of the otherworldly young man, There is a situation where several races join forces to deal with a certain race. We didn't expect that such a situation would appear in front of us, and it was controlled by you, Mr. Lane. Such courage and planning are really admirable."
Faced with Latanilu's statement, Ryan was neither humble nor answered. He just continued to remain silent and waited for Latanilu to continue speaking. At first, Ryan did not have such a comprehensive plan for the whole incident, but just took it step by step. However, the original idea was very successfully realized. In addition to showing off their strength many times, the incident in Drolnimo's enchantment workshop was a stroke of genius. Ryan and his companions did not want to be the targets of others, so He could only find a target for everyone to bully arbitrarily, so in the eyes of many people, Ryan's making and explaining the principles and design of the magic item in such a big way was something that had been planned for a long time.
It makes no sense whether Ryan admits or denies this kind of thing. No matter how strong he is, he can't prevent others from talking about it in private. So after spending the initial time, Ryan wisely chose to remain silent and let others talk about it in private. My own imagination can be supplemented and improved by itself. Anyway, the beneficiaries of the whole incident are Ryan and his tribe. This is an unshakable fact. So it doesn’t matter even if he takes on the title of conspirator. Speaking of pseudo-divine power, Ryan Isn’t the one who inspired the most, Siris, the God of Conspiracy and Magic? Ryan can be regarded as inheriting his mantle, right?
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