Three Hundred and Eighty-Five I Protest

Man, how can you not be lewd? It's just that some people just appreciate it, and some people just blaspheme.

Of course Chris is also lustful, but his lust is limited to the appreciation of beauty. As for what good fate will develop in the future, it depends on the cause (zuo), the fate (zhe), the occasion (fa), and the encounter (hui).

Foreign Secretary Stryd was also notified and rushed to the airport with relevant personnel. Because of the haste, Sirius did not plan any welcome ceremony, and even did not clear the airport, but just misappropriated a dedicated VIP channel.

Today, Chris is no longer willing to flatter the mood of a certain force. There is a relationship between him and Greiken, and there is no such relationship with the elves.

By the time Chris arrived at the airport, Grecon's Boeing 707 plane had also entered the Seris airspace. Grecon's escort fighter has returned, and the Airland Hill Air Force fighter who took over the escort looks rather shabby.

Ailan Hill's fighter unit is undergoing a large-scale refit, and propeller-piston fighter jets can't accompany Boeing 707 airliners, and either MiG-21, or Ailan Hill thinks it's too wasteful to accompany the ceremonies. .

Therefore, these advanced fighters have all been dispatched and left, and the rest are either the main force responsible for protecting the airspace of Sirius, or the instructor training troops.

As a result, an earlier fighter of the Ireland Hill Air Force was used for errands. The MiG-17 fighter jets, which were no longer installed, were used as honor guards to perform escort missions.

In Grecon's Boeing 707 special plane, Falai, the special envoy of the elves, and Morak, the special envoy of the dwarves, have completely fallen in love with this advanced aircraft after a pleasant journey.

For the first time, they enjoyed black tea and pastries on the flight. These delicacies from Ireland Hill became the snacks served on the plane. Whether dwarves or elves, they all liked this wonderful journey.

When they heard the broadcast and knew that they had arrived at Sirius, they couldn't even believe their ears.

They thought they hadn't flown out of Gricken! But when they saw the magical world outside the plane's porthole, they knew that they had indeed arrived at Sirius, the Alan Hill that everyone praised.

"Gentlemen and ladies. The city of Serris has arrived, welcome to Alan Hill." The plane's announcement reminded all passengers in the plane with a relaxed voice. The elf Falai and the dwarf Morak felt the plane. It was landing, and after a slight impact, it steadily entered the sliding phase.

Then, the Boeing 707 aircraft that stopped taxiing opened its own door. Falley stepped out of the plane and saw those parked or ready to take off Boeing 707 passenger planes in the distance.

Just a casual glance, there are at least 20 Boeing 707 airliners here, those beautiful fuselages with golden eagle emblems outlined, these planes belong to Royal Airline Hill, the royal family's industry.

This airline is also the only airline in the world, responsible for operating every civil airport and civil aircraft in the world. This is the privilege brought by technological leadership. There are many, many more markets monopolized by Ailan Hill, each of which is bringing untold wealth to this country.

"They...they have so many planes!" Looking at a Boeing 707 passenger plane whistling taking off, and another Boeing 707 passenger plane taxiing to the runway for takeoff in the distance, then look at the airport and hear it. Next to unloading passengers and other passenger planes carrying passengers, Falai, the wizard of the elf tribe, felt that his imagination was obviously not enough.

He even figured it out in his mind and felt that he had persuaded the emperor of Alan Hill to send a plane to welcome the elves to migrate, which would reduce many unnecessary losses for the elves.

However, before his brain could react, his body had already reacted appropriately - he just took a breath of air,

I immediately felt countless ants crawling in my nostrils.

The uncomfortable feeling made him stunned in place, and then he coughed violently, as if he was coughing out his lungs.

"What's the matter with you? Mr. Farai? You..." The elf entourage behind Farai reached out to help Farai, who was bent over and coughing. He was only halfway through speaking, and then he coughed as well, Bi Farai. And a heart-wrenching cough.

At the same time, the dwarf Morak, who was following behind them, seemed much calmer. He spends every day with metallurgical and other factory machinery, and is more adaptable.

It's a pity that he couldn't be alone. He twitched his nose twice, cracked his mouth very uncomfortable, and complained, "Did they set the whole city on fire? There is an unpleasant smell everywhere. "

The welcoming crowd just stood there, their faces turning from smiles to cold embarrassment. The emperor of Ailan Hill, as well as the pick-up group formed by the imperial concubine and ministers, all had a feeling of being slapped in the face at this moment.

Our air quality is poor, but you shouldn't be so exaggerated, right? The acting is a bit exaggerated! brother!

Everyone knows that the air quality in Seris is very bad. In recent months, special efforts have been concentrated on special rectification, but the effect can only be said to be not high.

After all, it is impossible to stop the industrial footsteps of Ailan Hill, and it is impossible for high-level executives to give up the industrial base near Seris because of choking, so environmental protection is a relatively low priority.

However, as the saying goes, hit people without slapping their faces, and curse without exposing their shortcomings! Coughing in front of Emperor Chris, isn't this a clear complaint about air quality problems! Deans, the Minister of Internal Affairs, who is in charge of the environmental protection department, snorted coldly with an ugly face, and he lost the slightest affection for the elves and dwarves.

And over there, on the gangway of the plane, after finally adjusting his breathing to get used to the terrifying polluted air of Seris, Falai, the envoy of the elf tribe, turned his head and complained to the elder Morak of the dwarf tribe: "Better than yours Damn lab, it smells even worse!"

"Our labs are not damned labs! Mr. Farai!" Morak twitched his nose in displeasure and defended himself: "Our exhaust emissions are all approved by the elves."

"This place is just hell." Falai of the elf tribe covered his nose and complained coldly again. Then he raised his feet and walked down the gangway covered with red carpet.

Stepping on the floppy red carpet, Falay began to survey the crowd that greeted him again. He saw Vivian wearing a magic robe and a magic mask, and also saw Emperor Alan Hill, Chris, wearing a precious white dress with gold thread.

Well, he had seen the picture of Chris in Grecon, a huge oil painting hanging on the front wall of the consulate in Ireland Hill. Behind His Majesty the Emperor is a supreme eagle emblem of Alan Hill.

"His Majesty Emperor Alan Hill, I am Falai, the special envoy of the elves. It is a great honor to be able to come... to Alan Hill." Falai covered his nose and walked in front of Chris. introduced.

Chris looked at the elf special envoy covering his nose, looked at the elven entourage behind him covering his nose, and finally looked at Morak, the dwarf special envoy who kept twitching his nose, and turned to ask the Minister of Foreign Affairs, Stryd. Said: "This... covering your nose, is it a unique etiquette for the elves?"

"..." Of course, Stryd had never heard of such a weird etiquette. In fact, before he came here, he deliberately consulted the relevant personnel of Grecon. The other party swore that it was enough to remain in awe, and there was no special etiquette to pay attention to.

Therefore, the embarrassed Streed could only shake his head, expressing that he did not know there was such a strange etiquette. Chris also turned around, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then. Mr. Farai, the elves' special envoy... You are covering your nose, what are you doing?"

"Our elves respect nature and live in the forest... Here, the air here irritates my nose, and I'm very uncomfortable right now." The elves' special envoy Falai explained with a displeased expression. .

He really doesn't like it here, starting from his breathing, to the attire and expressions of the people around him, and even those icy buildings that are out of tune with nature - he doesn't like it very much, very, very much!

It can be said that the process of this meeting was really bad. In the end, Chris even arranged for the other party to get on the special car of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and did not give the other party the treatment of traveling in the same car.

You must know that the first time the Grand Magister Lonzadlai of Greiken came to Alan Hill, he was greeted with an extremely grand welcome. Alan Hill arranged a welcome and a very sumptuous dinner.

And this time, when the envoys of the elves and dwarves came, Chris didn't even receive the three poor people in person, and threw them to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and returned to the Emperor's New Palace outside the city with Vivian.

As a result, whether it was Falai or Morak, they all felt the other's indifference. Before they had time to make their demands, they found themselves left behind and almost nobody cared about them, and even... they didn't even have the chance to meet the emperor for the second time.

The next day, Falae, who had suppressed his anger, finally couldn't bear it anymore. He found the receptionist of the Foreign Affairs Office of Alan Hill who accompanied them, and asked every word through gritted teeth: "Sir! I ask to meet your Majesty the Emperor. Please be sure to inform him! I am the elves' special envoy! This is not the attitude towards the elves' special envoys! I want to protest! Resolutely protest!"

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