It was such a coincidence that he came here unimpeded and happened to see this "free-range" monster?
Dean glanced at the maid behind him with a thoughtful expression.
So... what was Paul III's purpose in wanting him to see the dead lacquer spirit?
Dean touched the smooth bark. The cold and delicate touch gave people the illusion of stroking the skin.
Compared with the rough ancient tree elves, it can be said that there is a huge difference.
...and even more creepy.
Withdrawing his hand, Dean looked at the small pink flowers at the top of the tree. After confirming it with the maid, he randomly picked one and pinched it in his hand.
The dark branches and pink petals form a sharp color contrast, making it look like the work of some dark artist.
"Do you need me to help you put it on?"
As if she saw something from his pause, the maid took the initiative to ask.
"Trouble."
Dean nodded and handed the flowers to her. The maid took the things, clasped her hands together, and ice-blue light instantly emerged, sealing the flower branches in the rectangular box.
Ice magic?
Dean was a little surprised.
This seemingly ordinary maid is actually a magician?
Or should I say, the palace is so wealthy that it uses a magician as a maid?
...What an evil ruling class.
Thinking about the plight of not being able to find a few serious spellcasters in the entire District 13, Dean secretly sighed in his heart.
However, in order not to appear that he had never seen the world, he did not ask, as if it was a very common thing for a magician to serve as a palace maid, and it was not worth making a fuss about. His calm and calm appearance gave him a certain depth. Unpredictable temperament.
It's a bit confusing.
The maid who finished showing off her skills smiled and said: "It might be a little cold, so let me keep it for you first."
After saying that, she hugged the box in her arms. The cold air emanating from the ice seemed to have no effect on her, which further confirmed the identity of this professional maid.
Dean was just about to say something polite when he saw the maid suddenly making a listening gesture. He stopped planning to speak and waited for a moment before seeing the maid return to normal and said to him: "Please go back, Dean will long."
"Your Majesty's conversation with Captain Lunsak has ended, and he is now waiting for you in the pavilion in the middle of the lake."
Dean nodded and did not ask her how she got the news. He simply let go of the monster and followed the maid back to the courtyard in the middle of the lake.
"How about it? The scenery in the palace is pretty good, right?"
After waving to the maid and asking her to step aside, Paul III looked at Dean and asked hypocritically.
“The scenery is pleasant and very beautiful.”
Dean agreed with him and asked: "I also saw a monster, that is..."
"Warcraft? Is it that tree in the garden?"
Paul III knew what he was asking.
"That's the new result of the research institute. It's said to be a special magical beast that can't attack people. I thought they had developed a way to control magical beasts like elves, but when I found it, it turned out that they just couldn't attack. .”
"Fortunately, the cost is not as high as that of elves. In addition, it has little impact on the Warcraft itself. It seems to be able to grow normally. It is considered a new thing. I will keep it as a pet and leave it in the garden."
"Why, President Dean...has taken a fancy to it?"
Dean couldn't figure out his way, and didn't know how to answer for a moment. He paused for a moment, and just when he was about to speak, he heard Paul III laugh and say: "Haha, it's just a joke. This kind of monster is far from a magic pet. I don’t think I can catch your eye.”
After finishing speaking, he sighed nonchalantly: "It would be great if all monsters could be like this tree."
"This will reduce the pressure on your District 13 a lot."
Speaking of which, even if Lensak hadn't seen the monster, he would have guessed what Paul III meant.
He sneered in his heart and took the initiative to answer: "It's enough to have a magic pet."
"Although there is no way to change Warcraft, having a Demon Pet is also a way to make Warcraft work for us."
"And compared to the enemy-like monsters, it is much easier for the people to accept demon pets as partners. It is also good to distinguish the two."
Paul III glanced at him and did not refute, but the smile on his face weakened by two points.
"Yeah."
He said unclearly: "It seems like you guys get along really well."
Holding the teacup and sipping the tea, Paul III put the teacup back on the plate and resumed his brisk tone.
"It's a new achievement after all, and it happens to coincide with the Anniversary Ceremony. I think the monster looks good. When the time comes, I'll bring it to the ceremony so everyone can see what's new."
Is this to... show the possibility of Warcraft?
Lensak and Dean exchanged a look, and they understood each other tacitly.
Paul III's actions made it clear that he wanted to disgust people.
On an occasion like the Anniversary Birthday, throw out the Warcraft to show your attitude, and at the same time use a new species that will not attack people as a gimmick to divert people's attention from the Demon Pet back to the Warcraft.
Reduce the public's attention to magic pets.
After all, it is definitely much easier to directly manipulate the monsters than to breed monster pets.
If it goes well, it might be able to increase the market price of Warcraft and increase Dean's cost of purchasing Warcraft.
How much can hinder his development.
More importantly, using this method to suppress the breeders is very clever, and it is stuck at a level that is not worth disturbing R'lyeh City, but also makes people feel troublesome and disgusting.
You won't cross the bottom line, and you can achieve your goals...
It's just too measured.
Dean looked at the steaming teacup in front of him and once again felt Paul III's malice toward the breeder.
The man on the opposite side continued: "After the display is over, I will have this monster sent to Raleye City as a gift to be donated to scholars."
"Consider it my support for research."
"I would also like to thank them for their support for the continuation of the human race and the great cause of civilization over the years."
Dean listened without changing his expression, deeply realizing how correct Lensak's previous reminder to him was.
No wonder he said that after meeting Paul III, he could no longer relax.
It really comes from experience.
This person doesn't intend to make it easy for you.
He really can't deal with big things that touch the bottom line, but he can use some harmless but really disgusting tricks to trip up things.
His Majesty the Emperor's status is there. No one will quarrel with Paul III just because he did such a small thing, and of course no one will stand up for Dean for this.
Naturally, it was just as he wanted.
Looking at Paul III who had achieved his goal and had a much more sincere smile on his face, Dean suddenly understood why Lensak looked down on the Emperor.
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