Three Hundred and Eighty-Seven Dwarves

With this expectation and hope, Falai, the emissary of the elf race, said in preparation: "Our intention, I believe Greken has informed you... We hope to seek a territory and develop in peace there."

"Iran Hill does not object to this." Chris said with a smile: "However, the Alan Hill Empire needs to develop, and it is a very worrying thing to find a strong and unclear country as a neighbor. ."

Having said that, he simply told the truth: "I don't know what the elves are here to do, so please tell the truth. If you don't fulfill your promise... Alan Hill has the right to make his own response."

"Your Majesty, the reaction you said...what is it?" Falley was stunned for a moment, and then asked subconsciously.

In his long life, he had never heard of an elves being threatened by an opponent. In fact, even the arrogant and powerful dragons would not talk to the elves like that.

Of course, His Majesty the Emperor sitting in front of him is not a dragon, but he still has the capital to speak like this. It's just that the elves at this moment are not willing to admit it.

"I don't know if you have heard of... nuclear weapons?" Chris asked coldly.

The elves' special envoy, Falai, shook his head and said, "I have never heard of such a thing. We elves are no longer willing to fight for disputes. We plan to live in peace until the end of the world."

"Well, I hope you don't forget what you said to me today." Chris nodded, then went on to other topics.

He inquired about the current situation of the elves, and found that the remaining elves were already weak. Many high-level magicians have hidden illnesses, and the tree of life, as the foundation of the elves, has begun to wither.

On the other hand, the war with the demons has drained the elves of their reserves. The wealth accumulated over countless years has almost been used up. This group of elves is now a group of beggars, just beggars with higher status.

As for what will happen to these beggars in the future, as long as they don't cause trouble for Ailan Hill, they will do what they love! Anyway, whether it's a demon or an elves, Chris's idea is very simple, all the obstacles in the way can be eliminated.

"We have never regretted what our elves promised." Falai, the elves' special envoy, vowed to emphasize.

However, he continued: "But Your Majesty, I have to emphasize that your pollution to the natural environment... is really to an outrageous level! If you don't respect nature, nature will definitely retaliate against you.

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Well, these elves are just a bunch of die-hard environmentalists? Chris immediately lost interest in this powerful race.

When he was about to finish, he only heard Falai, the envoy of the elves, continue: "We can provide you with many planting techniques, and even help your plants grow better... However, Your Majesty, we need a A promise, a promise to improve the environment and protect nature.”

This is interesting, the other party turned out to be a group of natural farmers who grow food! Chris felt that he could finally make the best use of this group of peasants sent by God. Although the other party is a group of farmers with strong environmentalism, they are also farmers, right?

The other party also has some magic techniques that can be used to help increase the output of agricultural products! In this way, at least the food problem in Ailan Hill has been completely solved.

"Well, we are really going to deal with the environmental pollution problem... but all this will have to wait for the demon to be defeated." Chris nodded and agreed to the other party's request, making the other party feel that he was a very kind emperor in an instant.

Falai laughed excitedly and praised: "You are one of the wisest emperors I have ever seen! May the Moon God bless you..."

Uh, Chris felt that it was necessary for him to remind the other party that in the world before he traveled through, the word wise was actually a bit misguided by netizens.

In addition, he is very curious now, wishing the other party is the moon god bless you, then if there is a fight, is it the famous sentence... on behalf of the moon to destroy you?

Since the elves didn't care about Alan Hill's environmental pollution, or the other party maintained restraint, then Alan Hill wouldn't mind showing his generosity in some aspects.

Chris felt that it was necessary to show the tolerance and friendliness that a future world's largest empire should have, and he promised: "If the elves enter Greken, we, Alan Hill, are willing to provide some help within our capacity. "

"That's great, we have many people in need of help. When our people arrive, I will contact you as soon as possible, Your Majesty Chris." The elves were not polite at all, and accepted Alan Hill's offer directly. gift.

This made Chris a little embarrassed, and he didn't expect that he would be polite, and the other party would accept it. Under normal circumstances, at this time, shouldn't the other party politely say a few words, and then say a few more casually, to complete this conversation?

It turned out to be fine now, the other party actually nodded in agreement, and if another lion opened his mouth again, then Alan Hill, the international big brother, would be a little bit of a scapegoat.

Soon, Chris ended the embarrassing conversation with the elves envoy Falai, and then waited for Mr. Morak, the elder of the dwarves.

Who would have thought that this conversation would be even more embarrassing, so embarrassing that Chris felt a little unreal.

After seeing Chris, Elder Morak calmly said an astonishing idea. The shocked Chris couldn't speak at all, and couldn't even make a shocked expression.

I only heard Elder Morak talking to himself, and what he said was fresh and clear, as if all this had become a reality.

He opened his mouth and said to Chris: "Your Majesty, the great Emperor Alan Hill, do you have any discrimination against races? For example, for the dwarves, we like to have all kinds of long beards, and we are also tall. Shorter than normal humans, do you think this is unbearable?"

"Uh..." Chris doesn't have any racial discrimination genes. He lives in a country that doesn't discriminate against foreigners very much, and even a little bit foreigners for some reason. However, when someone asked this question, he was still lost in thought.

Under the expectant gaze of the dwarf elder Morak, he gave his answer, and then fell into a more depressing situation: "Theoretically, I do not discriminate against dwarves, I heard that you are hospitable and loyal. , tenacity..."

"If the dwarves take refuge in Alan Hill, are you willing to accept...the population of about 1.1 million...they are very capable, there are warriors who can fight, and there are women who can farm..." The dwarf elder Morak Having said what he thought, it was exactly this sentence, and the shocked Chris was speechless.

"We have the best craftsmen, and if you are willing to train them, they can make many advanced ones for you... I'm sorry, I think it's a blasphemy to describe dwarven equipment as advanced. We can help you We still have a lot of secret recipes and craftsmanship to create the equipment you need." Morak was on the side, boasting about his own race.

Then, just listen to him continue: "After I go back, I can persuade the king of dwarves Sumolai, he will agree with my idea. He can abdicate and become an archduke of Alan Hill. I have inquired about it, and you have one. Archduke Higgs, one more dwarven archduke is not a problem."

Then, without waiting for Chris to speak, he continued: "We can send 100,000 soldiers to fight for you, they are all good fighters, we promise to obey the law, as long as there is wine...enough wine That's it."

Chris felt that the rhythm of the elves and the dwarves to send such two people as special envoys was simply a rhythm of suicide.

The elves are arrogant and honest, and they are willing to disguise themselves. If he can settle things, Alan Hill's diplomat Stryd can be called a diplomatic hegemon.

As for the dwarf in front of him, he just said a few words, and he is about to sell his race, and it is sold in a package at the retail price, as if he was afraid that Alan Hill would not be willing to take over.

"If your Majesty needs you, we can swear allegiance to you. In short, we are very sincere and hope to join Alan Hill and become a part of Alan Hill." Morak said to himself.

Chris finally came out of the beautiful fantasy of the "Son of Heaven", such as "international attachment to the whole country", looked at Morak, and said with a smile: "You are very similar to my princess Vivian."

"I'm very similar to her?" Morakot asked with a frown, "what are you talking about?"

However, he was still very happy in his heart. He had something in common with the other party's concubine, which could bring the relationship closer, and even develop it, and it was possible to become the guest of honor of His Majesty the Emperor.

"I like to talk as well." Chris spread his hands and continued: "I am very interested in the enclosed things, but you always have to say, what is the price I have to pay?"

"I hope that the dwarves can get... Now all the industrial technologies of Alan Hill... We dwarves have always admired technology. In order to learn the real technology and touch the truth of the god of craftsmanship, we are willing to give everything. "..." Morak answered solemnly.

"I gave you all the technology, and then you left with the technology?" Chris sneered and joked, "Just like you left the elves?"

"It's not the same! Your Majesty! We have never been loyal to a country. We are with the elves. We are only cooperative, not dependent. Also, please don't underestimate the loyalty of our dwarves, we will not betray!" Morak explained earnestly.