Only then did Lin remember that although the Turtle Dove Alliance was a very popular mutual aid organization among the elves at the bottom and in the outside world, it did not mean that the official elves had the same attitude. No official organization would like such an uncontrolled and powerful organization.
If it can be incorporated or subordinated, then so be it. The Problem: Behind the Turtle Dove Alliance are nineteen World Trees - most people in the Lost Lands don't know yet, but the number of alliance members has increased to twenty-one - Boss, in terms of strength and seniority, the Elf Kingdom has Not qualified to recruit the other party.
You must know that the Elf Empire of the past could not surpass the World Tree, let alone the Elf Kingdom of today.
In any case, it is not incredible for a core member of the Turtle Dove Alliance to send credentials to another elf kingdom. Moreover, no matter what national policy they want to discuss or what matters they want to notify, it is not the responsibility of a border official. So the elf official in front of Lin quickly issued the pass certificate.
The pass handed over to Lin clearly had no expiry date. This means that Lin can stay in the Kingdom without restriction and will not be deported due to the time limit. This is acknowledging his identity as the special envoy of the Elf Kingdom, Lin So thought to himself.
Under the escort of the elf official who was responsible for questioning him and a team of warriors, Lin passed the border checkpoint of the Kingdom of Amelan and officially entered the territory of the Elf Kingdom.
He went on the road alone, lightly dressed and without even a horse. Although they were puzzled by the magician in front of them traveling in such simple clothes, the elves did not ask any questions and just sent someone off respectfully.
After he was far away from the line of sight of the group of elves and confirmed that there was no tail, Lin of course used his special movement method - the flash technique, to leave the border of the kingdom and come to the vicinity of the royal city.
In fact, if he wanted to, he could go directly into the palace's bedroom and scare the elf king who had just entered his old age. However, I hope to be polite first and then fight, so that I can talk, so I don't intend to use the sword. And in order to gain legal status, one has to do a full set of tricks, starting from entering the country.
Now that he had obtained the border pass permit, Lin was not going to waste time on the road slowly and arrived near the royal city in a flash. If we follow the average person's footsteps, it would take less than three or four weeks to walk from the border gate to the royal city. But for Lin, it was a blink of an eye.
The next step is to officially enter the city and submit the application for appointment. This set of procedures was learned from the elf sword dancer Leena Titov, the special envoy of the Elf Kingdom of Payat Jaime. The situation in several elven kingdoms is similar. As long as the application is approved, a ceremonial officer will naturally come to teach you what to pay attention to when meeting His Majesty the King.
But at the city gate, we have to queue up again...
There is nothing I can do, no matter what.
The reason why the royal city of the Elf Kingdom is so lively is because the population of the kingdom is concentrated in the royal city. In other areas, there are only farms or pastures here and there, not even villages or towns. This is because thanks to the help of the Druid profession, the elves can feed a large number of people with a relatively low proportion of the agricultural and animal husbandry population.
Therefore, for foreign businessmen, a visit to the royal city is almost equivalent to doing business throughout the entire Elf Kingdom. Therefore, the caravans and adventurers who passed through various checkpoints on the border all gathered in the royal city, waiting to enter the city. This formed a spectacular scene of huge crowds of people in front of someone.
However, no tents or temporary residential areas were seen outside the city gate. This means that the number of people in front of us can be digested in one day, and we will not sleep outside the city gate and wait until the next day to enter the city. Someone comforted himself in his heart.
While waiting, Lin carefully observed the walls of the Elf King City. Its architectural style and layout are somewhat different from the aesthetic style someone imagined. After being tempered by the flames of war, the city walls of the Elf King City are the same as those of humans. They are in a practical style without too many ornaments. However, under the thick shielding wall, traces of some war machines could be vaguely seen.
The special thing is the faint magic pattern on the wall and the heavy feeling of oppression. It comes from magic, the heaviness of the city walls, and the vicissitudes brought about by history and war.
Outside the city wall, even the nature-loving elves still cleared a large area of white space from trees and grass to protect the view of the people on the city wall. Prevent anyone from using the shelter to get close to the city wall and try to destroy it.
In this regard, most of the cities in Lost Land have the same approach. Isolating the city from the forest can not only target incoming enemies, but also provide early warning against the invasion of wild beasts and monsters.
Because he was waiting in line and was too bored to sit around, Lin originally planned to start analyzing the walls of the royal city and what kind of magic was added to them, when another group of people came to find him.
...This is discrimination. Wearing black clothes and having a face as thin as a skull, he must be a bad guy who needs attention.
The only good thing is that the soldiers who came forward knew the etiquette and did not shout to kill at the beginning. Instead, they invited someone to a small room. Is this standard operating procedure for elves? He always invites strange people into small rooms and so on.
The wait this time was not as long as the wait at the border checkpoint, and the elf civil servant in charge appeared quickly. It looks like he is of a higher level from the costume, and there are more soldiers accompanying him to protect him. Then he followed the familiar routine again. After a brief salute, he took out a pen and paper to prepare notes, and asked: "Can I ask for your permission certificate?"
Well, finally there is something new, instead of asking about the name again. If you always do this, someone will think that you are in a situation where ghosts are beating the wall.
Since the other party made a request, Lin of course also cooperated obediently. Then he took out the small silk bag, took out the pass issued at the border post, opened it and handed it over. This pass will clearly record the name, identity, origin, and simple purpose of the permittee, but there is no date.
The elf civil servant who held the pass spent a long time identifying the authenticity, but various signs proved that this thing was real. This made him feel a little embarrassed when he came out to catch the traitor with full confidence. But the attentive elf civil servant still noticed something strange. He wiped the handwriting on the paper with his hand and whispered in confusion: "Why does it seem to be in a state just after it was written?"
A man with a poor sense of appearance smiled and said: "I am a magician. I always have some unique methods of collecting things and keeping them original." Of course, it is impossible for someone to say that the license certificate was indeed from thirty minutes ago. Just written. "Don't think too much about it. May I ask, is this passing permit certificate a forgery?"
"This certificate is indeed not forged, but..."
Interrupting the other party's doubts, Lin said: "As long as it's not forged. Or do you also want to check my identity? Magician qualifications? Proof of membership in the Ikaruga Alliance?"
"That's not necessary." With some lingering doubts, the elf civil servant put down the general document in his hand. He looked at another letter in the silk bundle and asked, "Is this the credential of the Kingdom of Paiyat Jaime?"
Of course, the purpose of someone delivering a certificate of credence is also recorded on the document proving the passage permit, so the elf civil servants asked this question. Seeing Lin nodding in recognition, he reached out and picked up the credential letter, and while checking it, he said: "Confirmation of paper, confirmation of imprint, confirmation of aroma, confirmation of power fluctuation." Everything that could be checked was still flawless.
As he said that, the elf civil servant murmured: "What on earth is it writing?" He immediately took off the paint. The moment before the fire paint was removed, he stopped, stared at the guy who claimed to be the messenger with sharp eyes, and asked: "You don't seem to be worried about me opening the credentials to read?"
Lin looked indifferent and said bluntly: "Why should you worry about that kind of thing? I'm just a messenger who helps me, and I'm not a citizen of the Kingdom of Pyat Jaime. I will be punished if the task is not completed. Besides, If you see something you shouldn't see, do you think the person who will choose to kill and silence me will be me or the person above you?"
Uh... Having said it to this extent, it is of course impossible for the elf civil servant to actually open the credentials and check the contents. He stopped his movements and pretended to be serious. After checking once again whether there was any trap magic attached to the letter, he respectfully put the letter back on the silk bundle.
By the way, this small silk bag sewn with different fabrics is not a vulgar and cheap thing. If the other party was just an ordinary human businessman, he would have found various reasons to accept the silk scarf as a gift. But he was not sure what kind of attitude he should take towards this Kingdom Messenger of the Turtle Dove Alliance.
Putting aside his love for rare treasures, the elf civil servant returned the relevant documents to Lin. After standing up, he said respectfully: "Your Excellency, because of your identity, please wait here for a moment. The official responsible for the reception will come over later to arrange your accommodation and visit to His Majesty. If these things still require you to injure yourself, If you think about it, that would be our country's neglect. So please wait a moment. I will arrange tea for you first."
"Oh, this is really great. I haven't had a drink of water since breakfast. I wonder how long I have to wait?" Lin asked.
"Please wait a moment. My officials handle matters very quickly." The elf civil servant showed a professional smile, said falsely, and left with the warrior team. Of course, someone was guarding the door to avoid any accidents, and someone was also sent to bring tea and snacks.
The scented tea you drink in the Elf Kingdom is completely different from the tea you can buy through the human chamber of commerce. The processed petals have a calyx and a green leaf. After brewing with hot water, the taste is not a simple aroma and elegant taste, but a slightly astringent but sweet aftertaste. Speaking of which, it's already a bit like 'tea' in someone's memory.
Although no one talked to him, someone guessed that the reason why the exported Elf Flower Tea looks like mixed spices, fried and dried is probably the result of the arty human nobles learning half of it. The Elf Flower Tea in front of me was much smoother than anything I had ever drunk before.
I don’t know what level this kind of scented tea is in the Armenian Elf Kingdom. Maybe buy some on the way back.
