The evil demon king in the puppy stage grabs my little biscuits

After entering the palace gate, the carriage passed around several majestic off-white domed palaces, and stopped in front of a three-story marble flat-roofed building in the northwest corner.

Xinuo and the others got out of the carriage, and were invited into the gate of the main hall by the attendants who came to hand over.

The interior furnishings of the main hall are simple and steady. The white walls are decorated with brass trims, which is quiet and solemn.

In the center of the main hall is a marble mosaic conference table about [-] feet long. There are long corridors leading to the small meeting hall on the east and west sides. In the south of the long corridor, there are two round windows opening to the garden. The vaulted ceiling depicts Portraits of the gods.

The portraits of gods are different from those that Hino saw in the Aowei Palace. Relying on the memories he saw in ancient books when he was young, he recognized the gods painted in this palace, which seemed to belong to the history of the Tomi tribe. God.

Xinuo was very surprised. The Xuelu Dynasty, which has been rumored to stand for more than a thousand years, was really a small country established and stably ruled by the Tuomi tribe.

The small towns seen along the way are not very rich and prosperous, but Xi Nuo hardly saw the magnificent manor surrounded by the thatched houses of various villages. gap between rich and poor.

The troll guards told Hino that the annual taxes of the Snow Deer Dynasty did not require officials from all over the country to bring soldiers to collect and check them.

The Tuomi people have to go through layers of exploitation by officials in farming and doing business in the Aowei territory. After a year of hard work, they can't even fill their own family's stomachs. Therefore, the Tuomi people who go to Xuelu are looking forward to the prosperity of Xuelu. It has never faded from generation to generation, so it takes care of the Snow Deer Dynasty like it takes care of its own homeland.

Hino followed the attendants to the door of the second small meeting room in the long corridor. Gregar in white dress had already stood by the door and waited for a long time. The outsider made an appointment to be interviewed by Prime Minister Sandy.

The attendant saluted Gregar, and Gregar nodded in response, then turned on his toes, pushed the door open and walked into the meeting hall.

Xinuo and the others stood at the door, waiting to be summoned.

They heard Gregor report the search of Eden Manor to the old man with white hair sitting behind the long table.

It was a very shrewd old man of the Tomi tribe, with wheat-colored skin, vivid black eyes like ferrets, and facial features that made people feel friendly and kind, without any aggressiveness.

He opened his eyes wide and raised his head to listen carefully to Gregar's somewhat pointless narration, and then responded with a smile: "My good boy, your decision is impeccable. Mrs. Osmond's crying has something to do with her past experience, not your words." Something's wrong."

Gregar raised his chin and looked at Teacher Sandy with a smile.

Sandy judged from experience that the dragon hadn't been praised enough, and he must have overlooked the details in the dragon's words just now.

What could it be?

The white-haired old man and the red dragon smiled at each other for a long time.

Gregar finally took the initiative to remind him: "Aiden was prepared to use force. I gave him the necessary conditions and made a reasonable promise so that there will be no casualties in this search."

"Ah—" It turned out that I forgot to praise this point, and Sandy felt relieved. He crossed his fingers and shook his head to praise passionately: "Your judgment and execution ability have fully reached the standards of Xuelu Councilor, and you have lived up to the teacher's respect for you. teaching."

The well-trained smile at the corner of Gregor's mouth suddenly rose higher, and it was obvious that he showed a sincere smile.

Standing outside the door, Hino looked at Gregor's handsome back, and inexplicably had the illusion of frantically wagging his tail at him when Ilsa was happy.

The impression of the cold and majestic dragon clan has been completely destroyed by these two dragons who see is believing.

"So, let's invite them in now?" Sandy tentatively observed whether Gregor had been praised enough.

Gregor nodded with a smile, turned on his toes, faced the door, and was about to summon him, when he heard Teacher Sandy's exclamation of pain from behind.

"Oh! No!" Sandy closed her eyes in pain, and asked unbearably: "How many times has the teacher told you to have someone help you unbutton the back and stretch the dragon wings! The material and workmanship of the congressman's dress are expensive, You can’t just change your tops every week or two! There’s no way to fix a tear like that, and it’s more expensive to fix than to make a new set!”

Gregar immediately turned around and defended: "I have encountered an emergency, teacher."

Sandy frowned and asked, "Didn't you say that there was no armed conflict?"

"Yes, teacher." Gregar explained with a smile: "But our guards were threatened by a dangerous strange dragon with hunting frequency, and they all sent emergency calls to me."

Sandy opened her eyes wide in fright and leaned back in the chair!This expression made him look more like a ferret, "One, dangerous, strange dragon? You mean there are dragons among the outsiders?"

"Yes teacher."

"..." Sandy's heart was about to throb, it seemed that he still couldn't make Gregal understand what news he was more concerned about.

Forget it, Sandy nodded heavily: "Then hurry up and let some distinguished guests in, and more! You don't want to go out, just stand beside the teacher."

No Tomi wants to meet alone with a dangerous and unfamiliar dragon, and he needs the dangerous but familiar Gregar by his side.

So Sandy quickly meets a group of kids outside the door.

"Welcome to Xuelu as a guest." Sandy enthusiastically stood up to welcome this unusual group of guests.

This is not his usual attitude towards outsiders, but he is willing to make an exception for the Dragon Clan.

After saying hello, Sandy's round black eyes enthusiastically scanned the faces of the three children, and glanced at their little pets along the way, and then asked the attendants to bring chairs to invite the guests to sit down.

Sandy turned and walked back to the long table, stopped beside Gregar and whispered in a low voice: "They are elves and mermaids? What about the dragons you are talking about? Didn't you invite them together?"

"The dragon in the arms of the blond elf is that dragon." Gregar reminded the teacher: "A young dragon about three years old has traces of training from the Aowei royal family."

Sandy was shocked at first, and then suddenly turned to look at the purple spherical cub in the arms of the blond elf.

"That's a young dragon?" Sandy felt that his knowledge was too shallow, and asked the slender Gregar in shock: "Did you look like this when you were young?"

Gregar seldom lowered the corner of his mouth, seemed offended, and replied seriously: "You and Senator Alfonso are both from the Tomi tribe, but their body types are different, aren't they?"

Sandy: "..."

This dragon actually compares him with Alfonso, who is the fattest in the House of Commons. He is not so concise and intuitive in his usual examples. It seems that the dragons are also very concerned about their childhood image.

Sandy calmed herself down and turned to watch the baby dragon in the elf's arms.

The chubby little guy was gnawing his little meat claws at the moment, and opened his round eyes to look at everything around him curiously.

Sandy asked Xinuo to explain the reason for breaking into the snow deer territory, and asked where the young dragon came from.

Xinuo originally wanted to find a reason to refuse to answer, but Sandy's eloquence was amazing. Within a few rounds, he seemed to politely analyze Xinuo and the others as outsiders who might have unfavorable intentions against Snow Deer.

Sandy's way of negotiating is very unique. Sandy has repeatedly emphasized his trust in the elves, and he also told a story about his ancestors being saved by the elves to show his absolute favor and trust to the guests.

But instead, he told Sino sincerely about the internal operation of the Xuelu regime, the general power structure, and mainly listed the views of the members of the House of Commons and the royal family who had the decision-making power towards outsiders like Sino.

From his words, Xinuo understands that he is in danger, and only by frank cooperation can Sandy do his best to get him a reasonable treatment.

Even Tai Lun, who is used to watching the negotiations of the major clans, has never seen anyone who can coerce and lure him so seamlessly. This man who looks like a ferret can make all strangers treat him as the only one in a quarter of an hour. Savior.

No wonder the Snow Deer Dynasty was able to prevent the Aowei royal family from launching an attack when their strength was unknown. It is estimated that every envoy sent to negotiate was fooled by the ferret minister and stared back to obstruct the war.

In fact, Xinuo revealed very limited information to Sandy, but the old man's black eyes rolled, and he guessed what Xinuo was most worried about.

He sighed solemnly: "Hobson is a powerful priest. The territory under his jurisdiction is adjacent to Xuelu, but almost no Tuomi villagers dare to cross the border to join Xuelu, because Hobson does not allow the villagers to reserve the energy to think .”

Sandy stood up, walked up to several children, and said seriously: "Hobson planted tyrannical subordinates to exploit the villagers not only to make money, but also to let the villagers under his command work hard and have no leftover food to bear to make a living. The result of the failure of the road, and he will provide food for free in times of famine, so that the exploited villagers only hate his men, but are grateful to him.”

"To make people ignorant is a common trick used by officials of Aowei." Sandy looked at the children seriously: "How fortunate are the people of Aowei, and you good children who can distinguish right from wrong, came forward to ask Sylvia's most powerful priest, Hobson, declared war before he could take away a clueless baby dragon. You not only saved the innocent villagers, but the dragon as well. You are not the soulless little souls people remember Elves, or brutal and bloodthirsty mermaids, you have true goodwill and courage in your hearts, and you transcend yourself and the shackles of race."

Sandy finally declared impassionedly: "Although I don't know each other, I have seen the spirit of Snow Deer in you. If I have this honor, I will do my best to persuade the royal family and members of parliament for you, so that you can get Snow Deer." permanent protection."

The unsuspecting DiCarlo was so excited that he wanted to stand up and shake hands with the ferret-like snow deer minister.

Hino was also flattered by the praise, but he still felt that something was wrong.

Didn't the old man persuade them to go to Snow Deer at the end?The purpose is similar to that of Mr. Aiden, but the way of speaking is different.

Sandy didn't show any desire for the baby dragon in the elf's arms.

Hino couldn't even find any reason to refute Sandy's words.

Fortunately, the cubs in their arms rescued them at this time.

"On! On!" Ilsa could no longer be satisfied with nibbling on the little meaty claws. It had been a long time since the feeding time, and she was half-lying on her back in Hino's arms. Looking at Hino with a fat head, the sad vine-purple pupils are filled with weakness that doesn't match its sturdy body, and it looks like it hasn't eaten milk for at least 2 minutes.

Gregar, who was watching Teacher Sandy's speech with a smile, couldn't help showing a look of disdain.

No wonder this young dragon can eat so fat, very few young dragons around three years old know how to use techniques other than suspended animation to win the sympathy of their nurturers.