Chapter 384
My Empire Chapter 384
2020-11-03
Chapter 384 385 I protestMan, how could he not be lustful? It's just that some people just appreciate it, and some people just blaspheme.
Chris is also lustful, of course, but his lust is limited to the appreciation of beauty. As for what good fate will develop in the future, it depends on the cause (zuo), the fate (zhe), the occasion (fa), and the encounter (hui).
Foreign Secretary Stryd was also notified and rushed to the airport with those involved. Because of the haste, Sirius did not plan any welcome ceremony, and even did not clear the airport, but just misappropriated a dedicated VIP channel.
Now Chris is no longer willing to flatter the feelings of a certain force. He has a bond with Gricken, not with Elf Race.
By the time Chris arrived at the airport, Grecon's Boeing 707 had also entered the Seris airspace. Grecon's escort fighter has returned, and the Alanhill Air Force fighter who took over the escort looks rather shabby.
Alanhill's fighter force is undergoing a large-scale refit, and propeller-piston fighter jets can't accompany Boeing 707s, and either MiG-21s, F-16s and F-15s, Alanhill thinks It is too wasteful to accompany the flight to engage in ceremony.
Therefore, these advanced fighter jets have all been dispatched and left, and the rest are either the main force responsible for protecting the airspace of Sirius, or the instructor training troops.
So, an early Alanhill Air Force fighter jet was used for errands. The MiG-17 fighter jets, which were no longer installed, were used as honor guards to perform escort missions.
In Grecon's Boeing 707 special plane, Elf Race's special envoy Farai, and Dwarf Race's special envoy Morak, have completely fallen in love with this advanced aircraft after a pleasant journey.
For the first time in flight, they enjoyed black tea and pastries, which were born in Alanhill and became the snacks served on the plane. Dwarves and elves all like the wonderful journey of this time.
When they heard the broadcast and knew they had arrived at Sirius, they couldn't even believe their ears.
They thought they hadn't flown out of Gricken! But when they saw the magical world outside the plane's porthole, they knew that they had indeed arrived at Sirius, the Alanhill that everyone praised.
"Gentlemen and Ladies. Seris City has arrived, welcome to Alanhill." The plane's announcement reminded all passengers in a relaxed voice that Farai of Elf Race and Mo the Dwarf Luck sensed the plane was landing, and after a slight shock, steadily entered the taxiing phase.
Then, the Boeing 707 aircraft that stopped taxiing opened its own door, Falley stepped out of the fuselage, and saw the Boeing 707 passenger planes parked or preparing to take off in the distance.
Just at a glance, there are at least 20 Boeing 707 airliners here, those beautiful fuselages with the golden eagle emblem outlined, these planes belong to the Alanhill Imperial Family airline, the Imperial Family industry.
This airline is also the only one airline in this world, responsible for operating every civil airport and civil aircraft in this world. This is the privilege brought by technological leadership. There are many more markets monopolized by Alanhill, each of which is bringing untold wealth to this country.
"They...they have so many planes!" Looking at a Boeing 707 passenger plane whistling taking off, and another Boeing 707 passenger plane taxiing to the runway in the distance and preparing to take off , and then hearing about the unloading of passengers and other passenger planes carrying passengers next to the airport, Elf Race's magician Falley felt that his imagination was obviously not enough.
He even figured it out in his mind, and felt that he had persuaded the emperor of Alanhill to let him send a plane to meet the migration of Elf Race, which would reduce Elf Race a lot of unnecessary losses.
However, before his brain could react, his body had already reacted appropriately - he just took a breath of air, and immediately felt that there were countless numbers in his nasal cavity. An ant is crawling.
The unpleasant feeling made him dumbfounded, and then he coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough up his lungs out of his body.
"What's the matter with you? Mr. Falley? You..." The elf entourage who followed Falley extended the hand came to help Falley, who was stooping and coughing. He also coughed, more piercingly than Farai.
At the same time, the dwarf Morak, who followed behind them, seemed much calmer. He stays with metallurgical and other factory machinery everyday all, and is more adaptable.
It's a pity that he couldn't be alone. He twitched his nose twice, opened his mouth very uncomfortable, and complained: "Did they set the whole city on fire? There are people everywhere. It smells unpleasant."
The welcoming crowd just stood there, their faces turning from smiles to cold embarrassment. The emperor of Alanhill, as well as the pick-up group formed by the concubine and ministers, all have a feeling of being slapped in the face at this moment.
Our air quality is poor, but you can't be so exaggerated, right? The acting is a bit exaggerated! brother!
We all know that the air quality in Seris is very bad. In recent months, we have been concentrating on special rectification, but the effect can only be said to be not high.
After all, Alanhill's industrial footsteps were impossible to stop, and the top executives also impossible to give up the industrial base near Seris due to choking waste food, so environmental protection was put on a relatively low priority. .
However, as the saying goes, don't slap people in the face, and swear at people without exposing them! Coughing in front of Emperor Chris, isn't this a clear complaint about air quality! Coldly snorted of Deans ugly complexion, Minister of Internal Affairs, which is under the jurisdiction of the Environmental Protection Department, has no sympathy for Elf Race and Dwarf Race.
And over there, on the gangway of the plane, I finally adjusted my breathing to get used to the terrifying polluted air of Seris. Elf Race's envoy Falai turned his head to the Dwarf Race's elder Morak. Complained: "It smells worse than your damn labs!"
"Our labs aren't damned labs! Mr. Farai!" Morak twitched in displeasure. He lowered his nose and defended himself: "Our exhaust emissions are all approved by Elf Race."
"This is hell." Elf Race's Falley covered his nose, After complaining again coldly, he raised his feet and walked down the gangway covered with red carpet.
Stepping on the floppy red carpet, Fale began to survey the crowd that greeted him again. He saw Vivian in a magic robe and a magic mask, and Alanhill Emperor Chris in a precious white gown with gold thread.
Well, he had seen the picture of Chris in Grecon, a huge oil painting on the front wall of the consulate in Alanhill. Behind the Emperor Your Majesty is an eagle emblem of Alanhill Supreme.
"Respected Alanhill Emperor Your Majesty, I'm Falai, the special envoy of the elves, and it's a great honor to be able to... come to Alanhill." Falai covered his nose and walked in front of Chris, in a Self introduced in low, muffled voice.
Chris looked at the Elf Race envoy covering his nose, then looked at the Elf Race entourage behind him covering his nose, and finally looked at the Dwarf Race envoy Morak, who kept twitching his nose, and turned to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Stryd, the minister of the I also deliberately consulted the relevant personnel of Greiken. The other party solemnly vowed said, just be in awe, there is no special etiquette to pay attention to.
So, the embarrassed Stryd can only shake his head, expressing that he doesn't know there is such a strange etiquette. Chris also turned back, eyebrows raised and asked: "Then. Mr. Falley, the special envoy of Elf Race...you are covering your nose, what are you doing?"
"We elves respect nature, Living in the forest... Here, the air here irritates my nose, and I'm very uncomfortable right now." Still in a low, muffled voice, Elf Race's special envoy Falai explained with a displeased expression.
He really doesn't like it here, starting from his breathing, to the clothes and expressions of the people around him, and even those icy buildings that don't fit in with nature - he doesn't like it very much, very, very much do not like!
Suffice to say, the process of meeting this time was abysmal. In the end, Chris even arranged for the other party to get on the special car of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and did not give the other party the treatment of traveling in the same car.
You must know that the first time the Great Archmage of Lonsa Delai in Greiken came to Alanhill, was greeted with an extremely grand welcome. Alanhill arranged a welcome and a very sumptuous dinner.
And this time, the envoys from Elf Race and Dwarf Race arrived, Chris didn't even receive these three poor bastards in person, threw them to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and went back to the town outside the city with Vivian. The Emperor's New Palace.
So, whether it was Falei or Morak, they all felt each other's indifference. Before they had time to make their demands, they found themselves left behind and almost nobody cared about them, and even... they didn't even have the chance to meet the emperor for the second time.
On the second day, Falley, who had suppressed his anger, finally couldn't bear it any longer. He found the receptionist of the Alanhill Foreign Office who accompanied them, and asked every word of his gnashing teeth: "Sir! I want to meet you. Your Emperor Your Majesty! Please be sure to inform him! I am the envoy of Elf Race! This is not an attitude towards the envoy of Elf Race! I want to protest! Protest firmly!"
(End of this chapter)
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