Chapter 2512 The Outspoken Elder Priscilla
The airship slowly landed on a relatively flat open space on the isolated island.
This is exactly where Kailan and I landed when we were looking for the remains of the Sky Tribe.
We stepped off the airship one after another, followed by a group of waiters carrying tables, chairs, kettles, tea cups, and snack boxes.
Glancing at the long queue of waiters, I was speechless.
Before taking the airship, I advised Elder Priscilla that this was just a simple meeting between the two parties and did not require any effort.
But the First Elder didn't think so. She first rebuked my idea for being too simple and casual and inconsistent with understanding. Then she told me as if it were the etiquette of the aristocracy of Moonlight City in dealing with others.
This etiquette is extremely complicated, even serving tea and drinking water are very particular. Now I finally understand the reason why Princess Analita and Princess Analetta would live in my parents' house, and even wish they could settle in my house. It turns out that It is the fear of being bound by etiquette.
Alas, etiquette is fiercer than tigers.
Following my guidance, the group soon arrived near the ruins of the Tian Clan Research Institute. They didn't see Luke's shadow yet, but saw Elder Priscilla with an ugly face and a solemn expression. Her hands were clenched into fists and trembling slightly.
"What's going on?" I wondered in my heart, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Great Elder, are you feeling suddenly unwell?"
Elder Priscilla ignored my teasing, and pointed her extremely sharp gaze at the dense forest on the east side of the ruins.
Deep in the dense forest, it was deserted and silent, not even the smallest chirping of insects or birds. This was very abnormal.
But the knowledge from my previous life told me that insects and birds, especially insects, are more sensitive to danger than any other creature. In other words, at this moment, there is an extremely dangerous existence living deep in the jungle.
Looking at the entire island, he is the only one who can scare the insects from croaking and the birds from singing.
Pointing to the dense forest, I said, "The apostle should be over there."
"Host or guest, let's go over there," Master Dewey suggested.
Elder Priscilla was obviously not happy, but she refused to lose face, so she gritted her teeth and kept up with us.
As for the waiters, they picked up their belongings and hurried over to catch up.
From the moment she stepped into the jungle, Elder Priscilla was a little trembling. She always acted as if she was facing a formidable enemy, as if the entire jungle was a huge trap, full of dangers, and if she didn't pay attention, she would... Died here.
The fact that the old lady is so vigilant is not necessarily a bad thing, but she is just too fearful, which affects the atmosphere of the team and skews everyone's mood.
"I said, Great Elder, can you relax a little bit? Well, just relax a little bit."
I reminded you kindly.
Elder Priscilla glanced at me quickly, ignored me, and continued to pay full attention to the surroundings.
"Okay." I spread my hands and complained in a low voice, "Pretend I didn't say anything."
After walking forward for more than half an hour, the vegetation gradually became sparse and ruins appeared.
This is a vast ruins, another ruin left by the Sky Clan, with broken walls, broken roofs, and desolation.
Passing through the ruins of several houses with only one wall remaining, a thin and hunched figure suddenly appeared in front of us.
Under the messy white hair, there is an old face, with three turbid old eyes surrounding a long and pointed aquiline nose. His snow-white and dense beard covers his mouth with several missing teeth. The strict and solid.
At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a pair of strong arms leaning on the ground, and the other pair of thin arms holding a tree stick, writing and drawing on the ground.
"Hey, Luke, are you busy?" I walked up and said hello to him.
However, Luke ignored me. He was still concentrating on writing and drawing, as if he and the scrawled painting in front of him were the only ones in the world.
Feeling bored, I curled my lips and waved to one of the waiters.
The waiter trotted over and brought two bottles of wine.
When I pulled out the cork, the aroma of wine immediately overflowed, wrapping Luke and me in it.
Luke shrugged his nose, sighed, threw away the stick, looked up at me, and said helplessly: "It was a big mistake of mine to get to know you."
After that, I raised my hand, took a bottle of wine, and pulled out the cork, but instead of blowing directly on the bottle as I imagined, I stretched out my other hand.
I was confused: "Huh?"
"Cup" Luke said.
"Oh oh" I said several times, and I waved to another waiter, who immediately brought me a crystal cup.
Luke looked at the crystal cup carefully and nodded with satisfaction: "Although humans are a little weak, the manufacturing process is outstanding."
With a compliment, he tilted the rim of the cup and poured the wine slowly. He poured half the cup before he stopped. Then he raised the cup, shook it toward the sun, and couldn't help but praise: "It's been a long time since humans' wine-making technology has improved." It’s unprecedented.”
Then he picked up the wine glass and tasted it carefully. After thinking about it for more than two minutes, he sighed leisurely and looked very satisfied.
"You don't think it was a mistake to meet me now, do you?" I joked with a smile.
"For the sake of the wine."
He chuckled, clinked glasses with me, and continued to taste.
It wasn't until I finished drinking a whole bottle of wine that I mentioned the purpose of our trip to him: "I came here this time, firstly because I miss him a little, and secondly to talk about forming an alliance."
"Ha" Luke chuckled and said, "The second one is the real purpose, right?"
I smiled and pretended to be stupid.
Seeing this, Master Dewey and Elder Priscilla, who had been waiting impatiently, stepped forward.
Master Dewey bowed slightly to Luke and said, "I am the representative of Fort Vicky, Master Dewey. You can call me Master Dewey or Dewey."
Luke nodded, then turned his gaze to Priscilla, the great elder. The latter's pupils shrank slightly, and he hesitated for a second before saying, "I am Priscilla, the representative of Moonlight City, and I hold the position of great elder."
Luke frowned slightly, looked at Elder Priscilla, and said slowly: "It seems that we have never met before?"
"Yes," Elder Priscilla said, "This is the first time you and I have met."
"Since this is the first time we've met, why are we so hostile?"
Elder Priscilla was startled when she heard this. Her expression changed from alert to panic, and then back to alert quickly. After changing several times in a row, she said in a deep voice: "The ancestors said that the apostle is a disaster."
I was startled by her words, and subconsciously looked at Luke. At the same time, I felt uneasy in my heart: I really don’t know what kind of madness Elder Priscilla is so crazy that she actually said this in front of the apostle. Isn’t this a disguised form? Are you scolding the blind and the lame?
She beats people without slapping them in the face, scolds people without exposing their shortcomings, is she going to die?