For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King

   Chapter Thirty: Eliel

   Regarding the price offered by the other party, before William had time to answer, the door that was previously closed in the main hall was suddenly pushed open.

   This unforeseen movement caused the two people in the hall to turn their heads and look over.

   Surrounded by several guards, a well-proportioned young man wearing a noble traditional purple costume walked in. His mandible is a little high, and with his long aquiline nose, he looks a bit shady. The dazzling, almost transparent blond hair was pulled into a bun behind his head, showing his noble blood as a pure Kos.

   Obviously, this is a noble from Platinum Province.

  The man walked straight to the center of the hall, ignored William next to the throne, looked up at Flaro, and gave a perfunctory salute and said:

   "The Duke..."

  Although he used honorifics, William didn't hear a trace of respect from the other party's words.

   "I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation with this... guest, but there are some troublesome things that may require you to come forward."

   To this, Flaro replied in a normal tone:

   "If you were really sorry about that, you wouldn't have just barged in so rudely."

   Then she tilted her head, glanced at the guards who were following the other side, and continued:

   "And don't bring the friars of the Tower of Oblivion around. Ilair Kos, can I interpret this as you are threatening me?"

   William, who was beside him, was also attracted by the guards who followed him from the very beginning.

   The guards, who were wrapped in black robes and could not see their true colors at all, quietly followed behind the visitor. They were ghostly silent, without breathing or footsteps.

   They are definitely not living, but they are not like the dead.

   William came to this strange conclusion after simply checking with the detection spell.

   There is no breath of life, but no trace of necromancy.

   As for Flallo's words, the man called Ilaire kept a smile that was just right to make people see the hypocrisy and replied:

   "I heard that you were over there in the reception room, but I found that no one came in a hurry. Magic casters are not good at this, and their whereabouts are uncertain. They are here for a while, and they go there again for a while."

   He said, turned his head to look at the black-robed guards behind him, and continued:

"As for threats or something, I promise I have no intention of doing so. They were ordered by Ambassador Albert, who was worried about my safety, and forcibly arranged to follow him. It's just like the so-called high-ranking officials crush people, and I have no way to refuse his orders. . If you want to blame, I can pass it on to you when I get back."

   "No need, let's just get down to business. What kind of wind is blowing you here?"

   Flaro said coldly.

  Irael did not rush to talk about herself, but turned her face to William who was beside her.

   "Although I don't know who your guest is, can you let him avoid it?"

   "Just say it directly in front of him, no harm."

   The man on the throne replied.

   In William's view, Flaro was probably expressing his sincerity in cooperating by saying this.

   But her words seemed to make the other party a little unhappy.

   "With all due respect, Lord Duke, this is not quite the norm. There has never been a similar precedent in the past that would allow an outsider..."

   "First of all, he is not an outsider, but an advisor I trust... an advisor on the lunar threat."

   Flaro interrupted coldly.

   "Secondly, in Sacred Tree City, I am the rule."

   Seeing that the work on Flaro's side could not be done, the man turned around and looked directly at William for the first time and said:

   "Then this gentleman, can you do it as a convenience and avoid the next conversation for a while? As a citizen of the empire, you must know the meaning behind this sign, right?"

   He said, tapped lightly on the badge pinned to his chest with the nail of his index finger.

  Don’t say, William really knew that badge, the pale comet—that was the family badge of the royal family of the Kos Empire.

  According to historical records, after the conquest of Terra, the royal family of the Kos Empire was not completely liquidated due to a series of complex historical reasons. Even after the unification of the Vic continent and the coronation of the emperor, Terra I gave them their original surname and family emblem again. And after eight hundred years of development, the branches and leaves are scattered. Today, the Kos family is one of the most important nobles in the entire empire, apart from the Riel royal family.

"so what?"

   Although he stepped aside, he could hear their subsequent conversation clearly through some means, but William really didn't want to give in to this kind of thing, so he asked back provocatively.

"so?"

  Ilaire looked at William after hearing the words, and glanced at his long gray hair.

"So, don't think that you have the same hair color as the royal family and you are really a royal family, Yankee. I hereby sincerely advise you to leave, because you will not let you return to human society after listening to what you are going to talk about. Get a little benefit, plus…”

   As he said that, he turned his attention to the magic medium in William's hand.

   "Even if you are willing to stay in this primitive 'Xanadu' for the rest of your life, as a magic caster, you definitely don't want your name to be blacklisted by the Star Council, right?"

  The Kos family has been strongly supporting the cause of the Star Council since the establishment of the empire, and now at least 30% of the members of the entire Star Council are inextricably linked to that family. With Elier's connections, as long as he finds out the true identity of the other party, it would be easy to completely destroy his future path of magic.

   The voice fell, and Elaire felt that her threat had an effect—the other party shook his head gloomily, then turned and walked to the side.

   Seeing this, Elier's face climbed again with a hypocritical smile like a hyena.

   However, the other party stopped in an empty space before taking a few steps. Immediately turned around, tapped the spell matchmaker in his hand, condensed a gorgeous ice crystal throne with magic power, and finally sat on it with Erlang's legs crossed.

   After all this was done, the other party even waved to Flaro on the Kurong Throne, as if to say "It's alright", as if he was the person with the highest status here.

"you…"

   The urge to order the guards around him to cut the man's throat on the spot flooded his mind. But fortunately, reason stopped him in time, and it was not a wise thing to use force in Flaro's temple, even if there was a monk from the Tower of Annihilation by his side.

   "Okay, Elaire. As the ruler of Jade Province, I don't have so much time to accompany you to continue playing riddles here. If you have anything, please tell me quickly."

   After hearing Flallo's impatient words, Elier glared at William, who was beside him, and then turned to the one on the throne and said:

   "It's very simple, it's about the maddened people of the Blind Sisterhood who fled to Sacred Tree City."

   "Is there any problem with this matter, I have sent Wild Hunt warriors to deal with this matter, and..."

   Having said this, Flaro paused as if remembering something, and then continued:

   "Besides, the girl that Queen Irene ordered to be caught is already in my hands. If you have been to the reception room before, you should understand this."

   Recalling that Nezemar was that man's subordinate, Flaro didn't bring the former executor of the Eighth Order in his language when he replied.

   On the other hand, this is not what the other party is struggling with.

   "Of course I know that you have caught each other. As long as she is safely returned to Platinum City, then everything will be peaceful. But the problem lies in this step."

   The other party paced back and forth a little anxiously.

   Seeing the other party's words and deeds, Flaro couldn't help recalling what she learned at the meeting not long ago, so she asked:

   "Someone reported to me earlier that the kid was going to testify against a person at the Imperial Embassy for murder. Could it be you?"

"Yes! No, no, that's not an accusation! It's that blind **** who is blatantly lying about me, saying that I ordered my subordinates to kill an innocent elf tribesman with magic residue on the body. Then your people Asking me to participate in your public trial or what, hell, when did you talk about civilization like this here?"

   The other party said excitedly.

   "That doesn't sound like a big deal. After all, the imperial court has not come to Sacred Tree City, and the ambassador also has judicial immunity."

   To this, Flaro replied.

"But the mob, and the Oak Council, don't care about judicial immunity. The little **** was talking in the Canopy Temple before, and then the family of the deceased spoke up in front of hundreds of people to get justice. Thanks to your previous policies, now the hungry mob is righteous and indignant around the embassy, ​​waiting to eat my meat raw."

   "You have the guards of the Tower of Oblivion, are you still afraid of these?"

  Flalo said sarcastically.

   "Yeah, I'm not afraid of those mobs coming in front of me. But this is **** Ravenwood, and these guys can't guard against every poisonous bone arrow hidden in the shadows of the bushes."

  Ilay said with an exaggerated gesture, and then continued:

"When I was going to the reception room to pick up people before, a few guys from the Oak Council directly stopped me outside. They said that I must be tried in front of the 'big mother' before the witness is allowed to be brought. Walk…"

"so what?"

   Flaro interrupted the chatter.

   "So what?"

  Ilay asked in confusion.

   "So, did you really order your guards to kill an innocent forest elf?"

   Sorry, this chapter is free to accompany sin, and there is another chapter

   (end of this chapter)