"Re, the arrogant and slaughtered me (

The impromptu behavior of Klauen Pess caused her children to blow up the pot—

"Why did Dad run away suddenly?"

"We seem to be guards, right?"

"Then can't let Dad get out of our sight!"

"Catch up fast!"

The Alice followed them and flew up.

"Master Claudio needs a guard?" Cattleya teased, pushed open the creaking hotel door, and strode in. The tables and chairs were so old that Cattleya felt that she could be crushed with a little effort. The walls and ceilings are dusty and moldy, and 30% to 50% of the guests at the table are vicious, armed with weapons and armor.

When they saw Katelia, their eyes were straight.

"Huh, a tavern for mortal mercenaries and adventurers."

She walked a few steps, and her raised leg stopped because it happened that the leg of a man in leather had moved to the front.

"Excuse me," Katleia asked her entourage, turning back, "Does it cause diplomatic problems if I step on it?"

Before the entourage could react, the man stood up, a body two heads taller than Cattleya, took his hand and said, "What do you mean, little fairy?"

Katleia looked up, not feeling the meaning of talking to him, and walked around the man towards the counter.

"Hey!" The man felt that he was being despised, and he was ready to find a place for the oil-even though he planned it in the first place.

Immediately, the follower elves threw him outside with a violent beating, saving his life.

Katlea came to the counter and said to the clerk who was as fierce and sturdy as the customers who pretended not to see: "Anything is good. Give me a cup of the best."

"Madam, are you sure that you didn't come to the wrong store?" The clerk's muscles are used to prevent bad customers from making trouble, but they can't wait for the lady who doesn't know where they come from.

"Don't worry too much. It's just a penalty game that you bet against'friends' and you lose."

"Okay, then you have a drink."

Katleia wondered if the wooden cup she pushed over was about to rot. She picked up her breath and took a sip, feeling in her heart what happened to the guests around them who were drinking so much. Can drinking this kind of thing really booze?

No, you can't vomit right away. Kraunpith must be there waiting to see a joke, and then you have to vomit in front of her, and you can't make a fool of yourself in front of inferior creatures.

Katleia applied a healing spell to herself, threw a silver coin and turned around.

"Wait, guest, this money—"

"If you have the extra, please give others a few cups."

There was a commotion in the store, mixed with the laughter of the typical idiot who had just been thrown out.

"How's it taste, Master Cattleya." An elf maid patted Cattleya on the back and asked softly.

Katleia recognized it, it was Crown Pith pretending to be, and said truthfully: "It's terrible, isn't this really bad water?"

"In terms of material composition, it's really bad water, right? But the wine is also real. Did Master Katlea have a bad stomach after drinking? Let's take a rest over there."

Although the kingdom’s infrastructure construction is not as good as the empire, religious kingdom, and holy kingdom, the roadside places for passers-by to rest are not non-existent.

Allowing Katelia to eat inferior drinks is just a dispensable goblin joke.

After a while, several people in white hooded vestments came over.

The elves finally found a more serious job and stopped those who seemed suspicious and wanted to approach the king.

"You are from the religious country, right? What do you want to do?" an entourage asked sternly. Although the armistice agreement was signed, the war between the two countries has been going on for many years, plus the previous assassination of the old king. The suspicion is high, so naturally it will not be hostile.

"Presumably this is not for the noble people, General Marshal Fraser Garner Concep invites your new king to attend his private dinner." The visitor presented a scroll respectfully.

The entourage took a brief inspection and handed it to Katlea.

Katleia scanned it again, and this was just an ordinary invitation.

"You have been with you for a while? Why are you just giving it to me now." Cattleya shook the invitation and asked.

"Isn't the monster you just borrowed from the fairy exuding an atmosphere that makes people inaccessible? Please forgive me."

"A liar? Didn't you plan to avoid Cronnpith?" Katlea thought.

Kraunpith wondered if it would be a feast of the great family. After all, the Sovereign State had the motive to deal with the elves, and it had not yet gotten rid of the suspicion of killing the Elf King.

"I understand. I will go to the banquet. If it is not luxurious enough, I can make you look good." Katleia inserted the invitation into her pocket and added, "But I think it is necessary to ask for your clothes."

"As long as you don't go against the common sense, but you can put it forward."

"It is forbidden to wear cheongsam." Katleia remembered that the "master" who "manipulated" their "big teacher" abducted Yugal's world-class props.

However, because of the long-term cultivation of the character that never remembers what is lost, he will not try to recover it~lightnovelpub.net~ To the first time that Kraunpith unexpectedly, this dinner was not at all "Hongmen Banquet."

The Grand Marshal of the religious country and the high-level leaders of the religious country who have instructed him behind them all sincerely want to have a good relationship with the elves.

Going back to the source of the war, it seems that it was just the "universal leveling" and "Polygonal Love" messed up by the previous generation of the Elf King. The separation of the two may not be strange to the king, but it is chaotic. Putting together forms is simply "torture" to nearly half of the elves.

According to some of the female elf soldiers captured, the religious state sincerely confessed that they really hated the king. They dare not say anything, but resisting the king is more terrifying than fighting against the religious state.

As for the role of fairies in this, they are not conclusive, because the population of the elves is smaller than most races, so a few more fairies under the command of Kraunpith are enough to cover the whole clan with a small amount of mental interference for a long time. . The religious nation can check whether the captured elves have spiritual magic, but they cannot confirm the original shape of the wood that has been burned to ashes.

Klauen Pith, who was attending as an ordinary entourage maid, could only stand quietly behind with other entourage elves, watching Katlea's friendly performance.

Catleya didn't turn her head to cast questioning eyes, which can praise her acting skills a little. Because Katlyia's attitude towards Crow Enpies would easily collapse, so she thought she should be a bit jerky as the king at present.

Katleia told the church that her country would be able to resume diplomatic relations with the church if it ceases to be hostile to the allies of the Elven Kingdom.

In the end, Katleia suggested that if the church country is sincere, it must bring important people related to the church country and the elves and have a friendly attitude to the empire's banquet celebrating the end of the war.

(to be continued)