Pea is a very lively little girl.

And he mastered a skill that could keep baba while drinking water and eating - this skill should be attributed to her weird magic device called "Nerve Thorns".

The banquet continued, but Ashalina was not very interested in paying attention to the "diplomacy progress" of Sir Golos. With the good eloquence and affinity she had trained during her travels, she had become friends with this little girl named "Pea" in a very short time. They hid in an unobtrusive corner and tasted the special food of Cecil, while the pea - pea was stuffed in her mouth, but she spoke non-stop.

"...My father is very busy. I finally had a long holiday last winter, but I spent half of my time wandering around every day, either looking for someone to drink or go to football games. I said he didn't listen to the football games many times. Do you know the football games? It was invented by His Majesty. I was not interested, but the boys all liked it very much...Mom? I was adopted by my father, and I can't remember what my biological mother looks like...

"Now? No, now. Dad has never been married, but he always said that when he was young, there were many close women...I suspect he was bragging because I didn't see any of them...Ah? Do you think it's not? Why?"

Pea was so excited that she suddenly felt a little confused: "Ah, by the way, sister, why are you so interested in my father's affairs?"

Asarena finally found a chance to speak, and she smiled: "I know your father, little girl."

The pea's mouth was stuffed with cake, her eyes widened, and a strange snoring sound came from the speaker.

"I met him twenty years ago, and he was a mercenary leader," Asharena said with a smile, and she felt the little girl named Pea more and more interesting. Even her expression was so surprised that she was about to choke. "Little girl, your father didn't brag - at least when he was young, there were never many women around him."

Pea tried hard to swallow the food in her mouth, and a suspicious voice came from the speaker; "...really?"

"Of course it's true," Asarena took a glass of water from the side and handed it to the pea, "You can ask him yourself when you look back."

Pea blinked her eyes, her expression was surprised and weird. It took a long time to finally organize meaningful language: "... Then I shouldn't call you sister, aunt."

Asa Lena's movement of handing over the water cup instantly became stiff.

At this moment, she was finally 100% sure that this little girl named Pea was indeed raised by Byron.

...

Sir Golosh had a friendly conversation with Emperor Govin Cecil the Great, but they did not talk deeply.

As a banquet for the first time, this is not a deep discussion of state affairs. Moreover, two people from completely different social environments and even different races need a period of time to slowly adapt to each other's rhythm when they first meet. They casually talked about the customs and customs of their respective countries, and talked about their future prospects for peace. Then Gao Wen left temporarily, leaving time to Sir Golos - and the consultants and entourage he brought.

A few minutes later, Sir Golosh finally found the Dragon Seal Witch wandering in the hall, and he quickly walked towards the other party: "Ms. Asharena, I was looking for you just now, where are you going... Ms. Asharena? You don't seem to look very good?"

Hearing Sir Golosh's voice came, Asharena finally woke up from a slightly distracted state. She quickly shook her head, then tapped her temple with a finger, and said almost muttering: "I'm fine, I'm fine... Ah, Sir Golosh, what did you talk to His Majesty Gowen?"

"Just some greetings and introductions to your own country," Goros said casually, "His Majesty Gowen is a straightforward and knowledgeable person, and his conversation with him is pleasant...Ms. Ashalina, are you really okay? Your face looks like you have eaten a whole pot of spoiled pickled peas..."

“…Sir Golos.”

Sir Golosh was startled by Asarena's gloomy expression: "What's wrong?"

"Your quips that have been outdated for three centuries are really not interesting at all!!"

"?"

...

Gao Wen left the banquet hall of Qiu Palace, and he brought only a few followers to the small courtyard behind Qiu Palace.

A magic car has been waiting here for a long time.

Gao Wenzhi came to the car, and the air nearby suddenly trembled and twisted. Amber's figure gradually emerged from it and jumped lightly to Gao Wen.

"I thought you would accompany those guests from the Holy Dragon Principality throughout the journey," Amber opened the car door and raised his eyelids to look at Gao Wen. "That's the mysterious 'Dragon Descendant'."

"The dragon is more mysterious than them, and I've dealt with it much more," Gao Wen bent down and sat in the car, looking at Amber who was getting in the car behind him, and said casually, "Hetty and Rebecca will host the second half of the banquet on my behalf. The two direct royals are on the scene, which is in line with etiquette enough - as for me, I have to do something more meaningful than talking about diplomatic rhetoric with people at the banquet."

"I agree with your last words - let's go," Amber said with a smile, saying hello to the mechanic driving in front of her, and then turned to look at Gao Wen. "Another group of 'guests' have been waiting in the North Bank Development Zone. They seem a little uneasy, but they are quite abide by the order."

"...uneasy?" Gao Wen frowned, "I didn't imprison them again."

"Yes, not only did you not be imprisoned, you also sent priests and nuns to take care of them," Amber rolled her eyes, "You really might as well send troops directly."

Gao Wen couldn't help but tremble.

"There is nothing to do about this," he sighed. "That is a group of experts in the spiritual field. Although they have expressed their surrender, I dare not let regular personnel contact those people casually before completely ending the observation test. Compared with ordinary soldiers, they are firm in their minds, have received special willpower training, and are protected by high-intensity holy light at any time. Having them to take care of the scene is the safest way I can think of."

Amber nodded helplessly: "Okay, that's true."

In a gathering room that has not yet been opened to the public, Yuri and a large number of ever-changing priests of the Eternal Sleeper who have changed their clothes are resting in the hall.

Among them were the priests who took the last train across the border, and the members of the sect who had successfully crossed the border in two groups before this - the latter stayed in the White Sand Hills for two days until the last group led by Yuri arrived, and all the people took the magic train together to Cecil City today.

The gathering room has a newly installed ventilation system, and the management of the facilities also provides sufficient drinking water and food. This is a good treatment for a group of "cultists" who have come to a foreign country for the first time and are temporarily unable to see the light. However, Yuri's compatriots still feel a little nervous.

Because there were a group of fully armed Holy Light warriors guarding all the entrances and exits of the assembly hall, and the "image" of those Holy Light warriors... were really imposing.

Half of them were giants nearly two meters tall - this amazing height may be partly attributed to their equally amazing silver-white armor. These fully armed men held huge warhammers and tied metal prayer books with iron chains around their waists. They claimed to be Cecil's Holy Light Priests. In Yuri's view, the only connection between these people and the "priests" was that they could indeed see many sacred runes - those runes were stamped on their helmets with steel seals, or hung on their armor with fire paint and scripture tapes, rather than a sacred symbol, they were more like the "glorious battle marks" left by knights on their armor after killing the enemy.

And the other half of these people - thankfully, at least a woman who looks slightly more kind-hearted.

It would be even better if these ladies were not carrying unidentified spears (or staff or long-handled warhammers? or something else that could open the head?) and were not equipped with cold and sequential mechanical gloves.

Archbishop Semler, who arrived at the White Sands one day earlier than Yuri, sat on the bench in the hall with everyone on the same day as everyone else, and couldn't help but whisper to Yuri, who was beside him: "I miss the 'miners' dormitory' of White Sands... At least the armed security guards of the mining company there looked much more friendly."

"...I don't understand why the Emperor arranged these Holy Light Priests to take care of us," Yuri said in a low voice with a slight worry on his face, "Is it true that He has completely controlled and transformed the Holy Light Church in Cecil and turned them into his own 'loyal armed forces'?"

"It seems that He will never stand with the God of Light," Semmer said in a deep voice, "and I think..."

A heavy footsteps suddenly came from the side, causing Semler's words to stop abruptly. A two-meter-high, fully armed white knight came to the middle of the sleeper, standing in front of the bench, and from that moment under the rune-filled helmet came a muffled low voice: "You look bad, do you need holy light touch or quiet prayer?"

While speaking, the tower-like warrior weighed the hammer in his hand, placed the astonishingly heavy killing weapon horizontally in his hand, and began to turn a switch on its handle.

Semmer's face suddenly changed: "No, we don't need it!"

He was very suspicious that the "holy light touch" in the other party was released by swinging.

In fact, as an archbishop-level priest, the powerful power he possesses may not be weaker than that of these white knights who call themselves "priests", but the style of these iron giants is really weird, and the surging power of the holy light on their bodies is really powerful. What's more important is that this is still under the nose of the "outer-domain wanderer", and every "guard" here is sent by the extraterritorial wanderer. These factors are superimposed on them, making Semler and Yuri nervous.

"I understand," said the burly and tall white knight in a muffled voice, not insisting, "If necessary, speak at any time."

The tower finally left.

Yuri and Semmer couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then smiled bitterly in the face of helplessness. Yuri muttered softly: "This place... is much weirder than I thought at the beginning."

Wendy, who had never spoken at this time, suddenly broke her silence: "Actually, I think it's okay. I mean those armed nuns - don't you think their equipment has a very beautiful feeling?"

Yuri looked at Wendy with a strange look: "Ms. Wendy... are you serious?"

Fortunately, this weird topic and the weird atmosphere in the gathering room were finally broken in the next second.

"His Majesty Gowan Cecil is here-"

The loud announcement of the attendant was like a natural sound at this moment, which made Yuri and Semmer both refreshed at the same time.

The eternal sleepers in the hall raised their heads and looked towards the door. They saw that the door was opened. The white knights and armed nuns guarding the door respectfully retreated to the sides and lined up in a neatly greeted line. A figure that was more burly than the white knights appeared there. He turned his back to the sun and walked into the hall as if he had arrived.

Outside the domain wanderer.

In reality, living will breathe.

The priests present at the same time had a strange feeling, as if some existence in the mythical world suddenly stood in front of them, but appeared in a mortal and harmless manner. These priests who were used to weaving dreams and had just experienced a great turmoil were a little dazed at this moment, until Gao Wen's voice suddenly sounded, dragging them back to reality-
Chapter completed!