Warlord: King of All Clans

As soon as Freya said this, the whole place fell silent, and everyone looked at the beautiful elf princess in disbelief.

Sure enough, the elves played very colorfully.

In many human novels and unofficial histories, elves live with wild beasts and livestock, and have casual relationships with them. Because they have no ethics or morals, they have no concepts of loyalty and shame.

Now it seems that this is consistent with human cognition.

Freya, who turned into a human, was slightly shorter than Olivia, but still over 1.6 meters tall. In the eyes of the people in the South, she was already the body shape of an adult woman.

She was wearing a simple dress that Olivia had made for her. Although the material was very expensive, it was after all in the backward Northern style. Compared with the dresses of the Southern nobles, it looked very simple.

But her long grass-green hair, beautiful face and pointed ears caught the attention of many nobles.

Throughout the banquet, there were also some noble sons who came up to chat with her, wanting to dance with her, or at least introduce themselves to her.

But Freya shrank directly into Olivia's arms, stuffed her cheeks with food, and stared at the visitor while chewing, looking not very smart.

Olivia could only decline the invitation from the nobleman on behalf of Freya as her guardian.

After all, Freya now only knows how to dance the ogre hula.

As for the Elf Queen, she was unreliable. She sat next to Charles VII, eating elegantly, but no slower than Freya, and was oblivious to what was happening around her.

Olivia felt that even if she sold Freya, the Elf Queen would not know until after dinner.

Fortunately, Charles VII had done his homework in advance and was very tolerant towards the elves. When he heard Freya's outrageous speech, he just waved his hand.

The palace lady next to them immediately stepped forward and guided everyone, "Please move to the side hall to rest."

Leo breathed a sigh of relief. The public meeting was over, and the next step was the private meeting.

Everyone went to the side hall and sat for a while, then Charles VII walked in.

After sitting down, Charles VII looked at Leo and Olivia and said with emotion: "People in the North are really heroes from the grass roots. The young men in the South don't have the same heroism as you."

Leo didn't realize that he had any heroic spirit at all, but he had a lot of bandit spirit. However, he was very happy to hear the praise from the superior, "Your Majesty, you are too kind."

He had seen elven demigods and the Grand Duke of the North, and the emperor before him was not the kind of superior who was difficult to get along with. Coupled with his experiences in his previous life, it was difficult for him to have the idea of ​​kowtow to someone.

Perhaps this kind of temperament is heroism for people in the feudal era.

"My daughter was rescued and raised by you two, and successfully sent back to the imperial capital. I am truly grateful." Charles VII showed some sincerity on his face. "Originally, I have ordered that anyone who finds my daughter will be granted the title of Viscount and a city. But considering the current situation, this may not be a good thing for you two, so your true identities have been concealed by me, and no one knows that you are the princess's adoptive parents."

"Now that you two have come to the imperial capital, if you have any requests, just let me know. I will do my best to fulfill them."

As soon as he finished speaking, Freya became excited again. Charles VII raised his hand and promised, "Don't worry! Gullveig will sleep with you tonight!"

"Great!" Freya suddenly felt that the little mouse's old father was also a good person.

After dealing with Freya, Charles VII looked at Leo.

Leo knew Charles VII's intention. The empire was now in turmoil, reactionary forces spread throughout the three territories, and everyone was thinking of rebelling. The royal power could barely suppress the nobles in the southern territories, and was out of reach of the river bay that was located at the border between the northern and western territories.

The title of the Imperial Princess's foster father was of no benefit to Leo at the moment.

If he is not strong enough, the conspirators will only use him as a pawn.

The superiors all have far-reaching thoughts, and so does the Grand Duke of the North. Neither of them dares to confer a title on Leo.

According to the current legal system of the empire, once Leo is conferred a title, it is tantamount to recognizing territorial sovereignty, and others can obtain these powers through "inheritance".

In this respect, Charles VII was obviously grateful to Leo from the bottom of his heart.

Leo shook his head and said, "Even if Gulveig is not a princess, she is still a little girl I picked up. We never expected to make a profit from her. We just hope that she can grow up safely."

"So this time, we are not here to ask for payment, but to see how she is doing, and we have another mission."

As he said this, he looked at the Elf Queen and said, "Queen Ostara came to the imperial capital in person. I'm sure His Majesty the Emperor knows the reason, right?"

Ostara immediately put her hands on her hips and stared at Charles VII with a fierce look.

She is not good at politics, but she can act as a thug and has a very clear understanding of her own positioning.

Seeing her like this, Leo couldn't help but secretly despise her.

This old woman who had lived for five hundred years was not really stupid like Freya. In fact, she knew everything, but she pretended to be stupid because she found it troublesome.

In other words, human political intrigues and interest negotiations are too petty for the Elf Queen. She only cares a little about the issue of the Gate of Calamity because of Brother Bobak, otherwise she would not get involved at all.

As the emperor of the empire, Charles VII was well-informed and nodded immediately, "Is it because of the invasion of the beastmen in the north? A large-scale invasion by the beastmen is rare in hundreds of years, so there must be a reason behind it. From what I heard, is it because of the tide of undead in the polar ice field?"

Leo nodded immediately, "Exactly."

"The Gate of Natural Disasters is also recorded in the imperial texts, but there has been no major movement for thousands of years. How could it become a calamity for the beastmen?"

Leo had done some research and answered, "The undead tide of the Gate of Calamity only erupts once every thousands of years. Every time it erupts, it is a disaster that affects the entire continent. There are also relevant mythological records in ancient books."

"Countless prehistoric empires were destroyed by the tide of death."

"It's just that too much time has passed, and the real history has become an exaggerated legend, so no one believes it."

"But the Tide of Death does exist. This time, the tidal wave should have swept across the world, but the elven demigod Master Bobak acted in time and temporarily blocked the source of the Tide of Death, thus preventing this natural disaster."

"But once the tide of undead rises, it will be enough to last for a hundred years. As long as Master Bobak is exhausted, all living things on the entire continent will suffer natural disasters."

"So this time, Master Bobak hopes that the races on the continent can unite to fight the enemy and overcome the difficulties together. The Southern Territory needs to recruit at least two Saints to go to the polar ice field to participate in the defense of the Gate of Calamity."

Charles VII smiled bitterly and said, "Child, it's not that I don't want to help you. The three great holy orders in the imperial capital don't listen to the royal family's orders at all."

His voice was low, "The royal family hasn't had a Saint in a hundred years."