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Roland noticed the red faces of the elves in military uniforms and their fiery gazes. After experiencing the fanatical atmosphere outside, the boy could already regard them as part of the background. He curiously looked at the structure and various decorations inside the white palace.
, the slightly dull looking left and right reminded the guards of the old farmers outside the city who visited the "Grandpa Opera House".
The elven farmers outside the city were sincerely happy to be able to obtain free land for farming. When they visited this architectural wonder and the sacred place in their hearts, they were even more surprised than the little devils in the children's group, and then fell into inextricable excitement and pride.
In the circular corridor supported by a large number of ancient-style stone pillars, there are many decorative paintings, with themes ranging from creation myths, the ancient Kingdom of Gilmania, the establishment of Alfheim and other historical events, including various nudes, battle-wearing
Statues of armor or Roman robes line the carefully planned route - not least of course the busts of the nine council elders and Li Lin.
Through a dizzying journey that can be mistaken for a history museum or a religious art exhibition, visitors will be more or less infected by the quiet and solemn atmosphere. Visitors will often develop piety in this secular power field that is most related to faith.[
He was also attracted by the gorgeous layout, but Roland just looked around curiously. As he walked through the long corridor, he gradually became interested.
【What on earth is this?】
I was about to lose my final patience with the endless spiral corridors and stairs, and just when I was letting go of my irritability and depression. The 3-meter-high arched door finally appeared at the end of the corridor. The magic wall lamp cast a bright light, and the marble floor was paved.
a red velvet blanket,
Guards with submachine guns on their waists stood on both sides of the door. Their straight olive green military uniforms were incompatible with the ancient architecture. Before Roland could figure out where the strange feeling of time confusion came from, the poker-faced guards had already saluted and stood for them.
Open the door to the council chamber.
"His Excellency, Colonel Siegfried Otto Lilin Defense Force, brings the human Roland Dahlke to see you!"
The secretary's announcement was as sonorous and powerful as the high notes of a choir. A room that was a waste of materials and space for an audience appeared behind the door. He swallowed. Roland followed Li Lin and walked in.
The floor is carefully polished and built with the highest grade marble. From the brightly lit floor to the ceiling with a large number of spotlights, which looks like a starry sky, it is 3 to 5 times the height of an ordinary house. The width of the room is sufficient.
It’s more than enough room for a hundred people to stand and move around, and the clean white walls are as smooth as a mirror.
Spacious, limited in relevance to purpose, meaningless spacious.
Apart from the deserted air, there is only a gap-shaped circular table with a diameter of 15 meters in this empty room. 12 high-quality hand-carved chairs are neatly placed around the table, and 9 elves sit on it.
——The elder of the ninth clan among the twelve clans.
I have never seen the faces of these men, women, and children. I just heard Brunhil mention it along the way and was repeatedly told to be careful before leaving. Naturally, he would be particularly concerned about the number 9. But even without those reminders, Roland would definitely
will guess their identities.
In this room that deliberately flaunts its power, only important figures with power can sit comfortably in luxurious armchairs and talk.
——Even Li Lin, who stepped into the center from the gap in the circular table, did not have a seat. The status of the nine clan leaders had been fully expressed.
The aloof status of the patriarchs all returned to calm and natural the moment the door opened. However, from the clues remaining in body temperature, heartbeat, and blood pressure, as well as the water stains and porcelain fragments remaining on the ground, Li Lin judged that a few minutes ago
There was almost a full martial arts show as usual. If I had come in a little later, this place would have turned into a Shura field.
"Siegfried Otto Li Lin has fulfilled his mission and returned from the mission."
With his fingers together and leaning against the brim of his military cap, the clear young voice injected a breath of fresh air into the decadent council hall.
Several elders nodded gently, with smiles of approval or the kindness of their fathers and grandfathers on their faces. Only the three elves looked unkind, sinister, and their nervous eyes were fixed on Li Lin. One of them had a sharp gaze like a carnivorous raptor.
Staring at Roland.
"Thank you for your hard work, Li Linqing. Being able to retrieve the lost sacred object is a testament to your courage and ability."
The old elf in the northeast stood up from his seat and made an agreement. The other five elves stood up from their seats and bowed to Li Lin. The remaining three made no move and looked at this scene coldly.
Stand up and sit upright.[
The circular table erected a high wall of stance, and the air in the council hall began to smell a little like gunpowder.
"Mr. Emil von Fredericia, please pay attention to your wording. Whether Colonel Li Lin has completed his mission will only be determined after review by the Council."
The elf who looked to be a few years older than Brynhildr and Tyr interrupted loudly. There were faint veins on the slightly convex forehead unique to the Mathias family, and the neurotic youngest elder looked like a boiling kettle.
It has been nearly a year since the father of Patriarch Fast von Matthias (fust.von.mtths) passed away. The performance of this new patriarch so far has not only attracted the resentment of the Li Lin faction and the neutral faction, but also made them resentful.
The young man, who was overwhelmed by jealousy, felt a trace of sympathy.
"It's you who need to pay attention to your wording, Sir Matthias."
The elf who looked like an old woman on the side of Roland snorted coldly and said harshly:
"Colonel Li Lin passed the test given by the Mother Goddess beautifully and retrieved the lost Sword of Glory and Royal Power. What do you mean by the review?"
"Naturally, we need to verify the authenticity of the Sword of Royal Power, the details in the report, and identify whether there are any irregularities during the tour, Elder Trul von Thierry."
Fast looked impatient, but Patriarch Thierry had no intention of letting him go.
"The motion for Wang Jian's tour was approved by the Speaker after all members of the council voted against it. The council reviewed and recorded the tour itinerary reports sent back every day one by one. Now we are questioning the credibility of the tour and testing it.
True. Can I understand that Sir Matthias is dissatisfied with the Council’s opinions and has objections to the King Sword Patrol Ceremony itself?”
"Sir Thierry, you...!!"
"Sir Matthias, please sit down."
A particularly calm voice sounded, and the elders cast wary or surprised glances at the seats due north.
The elder was wearing a simple white classical robe made of pure hand-woven cotton. The weaver's craftsmanship was quite good, at least the stitching was completely different from ordinary cheap goods.