Greece brings evildoers - Chapter 501

Under the gaze of everyone, Holo was naturally reluctant to go back on her word, so she could only angrily lift her deified state:

“Okay, you pass.”

Hearing Holo’s promise, Ciri couldn’t help but breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Lorne and the others gratefully.

Although her character is not very delicate, she at least knows what is good and what is malicious.

Galadriel dotes on her like a sister, and their feelings for each other are the purest;

Although Rose is not close to anyone on the surface, she is a cold-hearted person who is worthy of deep friendship;

In the end, Lorne looked lazy, but it seemed that no matter what trouble she got into, no matter what danger she encountered, her creditor could easily deal with it and give her a full sense of security, like a good mentor or a helpful friend, which is the most worthy rely.

Among this team formed by chance, she is the only one who desires the dragon’s blood the most. In a sense, the other three are accompanying her on this journey.

This is great!

Ciri inserted the silver sword into the scabbard, even looking forward to the next adventure.

However, before she could be happy, Holo changed the topic and raised doubts:

“However, you are fighting in the name of the Chamber of Commerce, but you are all strangers. The seven old men of the dwarves may have to nag us for not paying attention to their affairs…”

“You want to default on your debt?” Xili was a little nervous.

“That’s not the case. We want Gandalf and Belle to form a team with you and share the name of the Chamber of Commerce. This will give an explanation to the dwarves and allow you to take care of each other.”

Hearing this, Xili immediately relaxed and nodded decisively in agreement.

Fighting and slaying dragons with these two acquaintances was of course acceptable, and could even be said to be a dream.

After all, after getting along with each other all the way, she was also very familiar with Gandalf and Belle, and the two sides often cooperated in encounters with dragons. With the abilities of these two people, if they form a team together, they can definitely greatly increase the success rate of dragon slaying.

“Okay, that’s it. Let’s go to bed early tonight. At dawn tomorrow, we will take you to the dwarf hall to participate in this pre-dragon-slaying meeting.”

As the negotiation was completed, Holo slapped the table and made the final decision.

Xili was overjoyed and walked toward the door with brisk steps.

However, the moment she was about to go out, she seemed to remember something. She turned back to look at Gandalf who was smiling and waving to her in the hall, and immediately raised his hand and patted his forehead.

Fooled!

Gandalf was the foreign aid invited by the Chamber of Commerce to deal with the dragon disaster, which meant that the Chamber of Commerce probably could not find the right manpower to slay the dragon. When they meet such a powerful team, it’s too late to recruit them. How can there be any reason to proactively set a threshold?

Therefore, the president may have wanted to recruit them from the very beginning!

Letting Gandalf and Belle come in to fill in instead of raising another team is the best proof!

“We were fooled!”

Xili angrily told the three people around him this discovery. However, unexpectedly, the three people just nodded, and the expressions on their faces did not change.

Seeing this reaction, Shiri suddenly realized:

“You already knew this?”

“It’s not too early. When the president finally shouted something, we almost figured it out.”

Galadriel and Rose answered calmly, and their insight was obviously better than that of Ciri.

Seeing that Shiri was a little discouraged, Lorne comforted him:

“It’s good to think about it now. You’ve made much progress than before.”

Xili’s heart felt warm, as if a bad student who had been given a progress award by the teacher suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

For a moment, she forgot to ask Lorne how he realized that the president was harboring bad ideas.

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Early the next morning, after breakfast, the four of them gathered in the chamber of commerce hall.

Holo also arrived as promised, with Gandalf and Belle behind her.

“Let’s go!”

Holo yawned, raised his hand, and led his team into the teleportation array in the backyard.

A burst of space-fluctuating light flashed through, and dazzling gold stuffed into everyone’s eyes.

The bricks and tiles are coated with gold paint, the pillars are coated with gold powder, and the floor is inlaid with gold flakes. Even various living appliances and architectural furnishings are made of pure gold. The entire hall is magnificent and magnificent, like a fortress made of gold.

If it weren’t for the word [Turin] written on it in dwarven script, everyone would have thought they had broken into a dragon’s lair.

However, it can also be seen from this how crazy the dwarves are for gold and treasures.

As the light of the teleportation array extinguished, the leader of the Dulin tribe, Ivald, came forward excitedly:

“Lord Holo, are you here? Come in quickly!”

Lorne heard the sound and looked over, and found that this old acquaintance’s beard and hair, which he hadn’t seen for a hundred years, had been stained white by time. His back was stooped, and his body was no longer as strong as before. His face was covered with wrinkles, and his eyes were covered with wrinkles. It is full of sorrow and exhaustion.

Only the crown set with seven gems on his head shone in the sun, emitting a brilliance more dazzling than gold.

Are you already the king of the seven dwarf clans?

However, it seems that he, the dwarf king, is not having an easy time.

Lorne sighed secretly and followed the dwarf king into the magnificent hall.

At this moment, there were dozens of people present in the hall, vaguely divided into five groups, each talking in a vague manner, maintaining an invisible sense of boundary between them.

Accompanied by the Dwarf King, Holo led the six people to sit down.

Afterwards, she took the initiative to introduce to everyone the composition of the five factions at the venue.

One is the representative of the local forces in the dwarf country and the leader of the seven major dwarf clans.

The seven dwarfs sitting side by side in front are the ones who jointly initiated this pre-war meeting with the Chamber of Commerce.

However, due to [Dragon Syndrome], the Seven Dwarf Kings will not personally participate in this conquest, but are willing to provide sufficient rewards and forge the necessary weapons and equipment for everyone.

Second, the Immortal Palace faction.

In front of the steps, the tall and lanky young man wearing a loose robe, with a strong and magnetic voice, and talking loudly with his companions, is named Brachi, from Asgard, the son of Odin and the giantess Grodd, with wisdom, poetry, The god of eloquence, one of the twelve main gods.

Next to Brachi, there is a tall, long-haired man named Heimdall, who has a mouth full of gold teeth, white skin, keen and far-sighted vision, and a sword and horn on his back. The son of the sea goddess, the gatekeeper of the fairy palace, and one of the twelve main gods.

And in the corner, the silent and burly man with a sword and shield on his back, as steady as a mountain, named Tyr, is the god of war and courage, and is also the guarantor of the contract, the guardian of the oath, and the representative of glory. Likewise. He is also a member of the twelve main gods of Asgard.

The three are half-brothers and have a relatively harmonious relationship.

There are more than ten immortal palace guards gathered around these three main gods, forming a dragon-slaying team from the Asa domain.

Third, the Warner Protoss.

In the front left of the hall, the young man wearing a crown, a blond shawl, a handsome face, and the smell of plants and sunshine on his body is named Frey. He was the prince of the Warner Protoss and is now the god of fertility, prosperity, love and peace. One of the twelve main gods of the palace.

Behind him is her biological sister, Valkyrie King Freya, one of the twelve main gods of Asgard.

A dozen robed Said wizards and Vanir warriors gathered around them, guarding their former prince and princess, faintly competing with Asgard’s dragon-slaying team.

However, since there are three main gods of the Asa Protoss, one more than the siblings Bifrey and Freya, the Warner Protoss is slightly lacking in momentum.

However, they have backup.

They were three tall male elves with pointed ears. They were elegant and elegant, wearing flower crowns, and followed by a group of accompanying elf warriors.

This is the fourth, another group of allies of the Dwarf Kingdom, the three elven kings from Alfheim, who respectively rule the three light elves of Vanya, Noldor, and Sindar.

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Due to their nature of being close to nature, they are very close to Frey, the god of fertility. The two sides are vaguely integrated with each other, and they face the dragon-slaying team from the Asa clan at a distance.

As for the fifth team, it is a rather strange combination.

The leader is a two-meter-tall cold beauty with red eyes and purple hair, wearing snow boots. She is wearing a purple-white combat hunting suit, with a small wand made of ash wood stuck in her waist, exuding vitality. The cold temperament that no one can enter is like a snow lotus blooming on the top of a mountain.

Beside her, a young girl with long brown-black hair yawned boredly, as if she was not used to such lengthy talks.

At their feet, a brown-yellow orange cat was lying on the sunlit floor, licking its paws happily.

Lorne’s eyes fell on the cold beauty with red eyes and purple hair, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

——Scadi?

Why is she here?

Immediately, Luo En shook his head and looked at the hall with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, somewhat dumbfounded.

The three main gods of the Aesir Protoss, the two main gods of the Vanir Protoss, the three elven kings of the Elf Kingdom, the seven dwarf kings of the Dwarf Kingdom, and the current talker in the courtyard, Holo…

Among the nine major Nordic countries, except for Helheim where Hela is located, basically all the top ranked forces came to the stage.

As the former overlords of the world, how could the giants not come to join in the fun?

It seems reasonable for Skadi to attend this meeting on behalf of the giant clan.

And finally, there was the team from the atrium.

Not to mention anything else, he can slice three giant dragons into dragon meat sashimi with different patterns.

Plus the evil goddess Rose, the battle mage Gandalf, the daughter of time and space Ciri, the elf queen Galadriel, and a relatively mysterious Seid witch Belle…

so……

Lorne looked around the venue, and finally looked at Holo who was chewing an apple:

“Are you sure we are going to slay the dragon and not attack the Golden Palace?”

“Are you allowed to say this nonsense? If old man Odin’s raven hears it, we can’t protect you.”

Holo rolled her eyes at Lorne beside her and hummed softly,

“Don’t worry, you heard it right, this mission is just for three high-ranking dragons.”

“But with this lineup, even if Black Dragon King Nidhogg comes, I’m afraid they will have to lie down, right?”

Ciri was speechless when she learned the identities of everyone in the venue. She looked at the legendary gods and heroes at the venue with curiosity and awe, like a little rabbit accidentally breaking into a dinosaur paradise.

Unlike Ciri’s excitement and excitement, Lorne’s face showed a rare seriousness.

There is indeed something fishy about this dragon disaster.

But, what answer is worthy of the joint action of the top forces from the nine countries?

Lorne was growing more and more curious.

Just as he was sorting out his thoughts in his mind, he felt a tall figure pressing closely towards his back.

The close distance made Loen feel a little uncomfortable, and he subconsciously moved to the left, and the figure behind him also moved to the left.

Loen was stunned, and turned to the right, and the figure behind him followed synchronously, like a thorn in the bone.

“Ouch, what are you doing?”

Loen looked at Galadriel who was shrinking behind him, and couldn’t help complaining.

“Don’t move, help me block it!”

Galadriel pulled the corner of Loen’s clothes at the back of his waist, lowered her voice and asked for help, and refused to look up the whole time.

What?

Just as Loen was stunned, several elegant figures came from the front:

“Are you also elves?”

Galadriel shuddered, and shrank behind Loen more nervously, constantly muttering:

“Can’t see me, can’t see me, can’t see me…”

Looking at Galadriel who was ostrich-like behind him, and the three elf kings and the god of abundance Frey who were walking towards him, Loen laughed dumbly, and immediately understood what the future elf queen was afraid of.

Galadriel has the royal blood of the three tribes of light elves. The three elven kings in front of her and the elven warriors around them are mostly her parents, uncles, brothers and sisters.

She just ran away from home and ran into a lot of relatives. It would be a miracle if she wasn’t nervous.