"In that case, the topic... Is..." bregu was about to speak, but was forcibly interrupted by the ELF KING——


    "Give me your pollen and I''ll go to the door to get it myself." the ELF KING seemed as if there were no one else.


    "... I see, please have a delicious drink." Claus piss smiled as before. She couldn''t have a baby without relying on the "drink" given by the ELF KING.


    There are a lot of pollen. If it is collected from the part floating with the wind, Claus piss can''t stop it. Even if the ELF KING feels that he has given him Milly well and wants to cultivate more Milly personally and increase the strength of goblin envoys in the elf family, Claus piss has no possibility to object. Instead, it''s better to make a serious deal.


    In fact, the information sent by the great goblin to Claus pics contains the formula of "drink", but Claus pics has no high-level pharmacist profession in her camp, so even if it is made, it only tastes more similar, and the effect is greatly reduced. The pharmacist who began to use the three digit sequence Millie a few months ago can''t catch up, It''s better to take ready-made elf medicine.


    "Of course, I will give you what you need." the ELF KING also smiled. That handsome smile can fascinate most women, because most people don''t know the real character of the ELF KING.


    There is no plan to let outsiders understand. That''s all.


    "Well, there''s only one last topic left, about the orcs." drodillon also breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand.


    As the saying goes, "you must settle in before you rush out". What I said earlier is all about the internal affairs of the human country, and finally it''s your turn to the outside.


    After the other representatives agreed, ralku showed a king''s demeanor and didn''t say anything, but motioned Rococo with his eyes.


    Rococo in the back got up and came to larku. He put his hand behind his back and said proudly, "we orcs don''t like those annoying long diplomatic words. Let''s get straight to the point - it''s simply a food problem."


    "We know," said drodillon displeased. Of course, because you ate all my people, didn''t you?


    "Can we say that the condition for not invading is that we provide you with food?"


    "If so, we are willing to accept it, but --" Rococo looked at the human group present with a very flat smile and said, "we know that most civilians in your human country can only feed on black bread and potatoes. In the central continent, this kind of thing is basically for animals and slaves."


    Although it was really annoying, everyone listened patiently. Rococo obviously had something to say. It is the stupidest thing to get angry in negotiation without listening.


    "However, our country''s food is still insufficient, not because we can''t stand the so-called poverty, but because these races in our country can''t digest the so-called vegetarian food. But as you look, we can''t ask you to provide enough fish and meat, so we can reduce the annual gap of cereal and grass feed in our animal husbandry -"


    Rococo stretched out his hands, then opened all his fingers and put them in front of the crowd.


    "The requirement of the armistice is that we collect ten... Kilograms... Impossible, ten tons... Also wrong. Can we give you a thousand tons of feed?"


    Rococo shook his head.


    "One... Ten thousand?"


    Rococo closed his eyes and wagged his tail.


    "Do you want another 100000?! what shall we eat?"


    "One million tons, 300000 cereals and 700000 grasses." Rococo opened his eyes, pushed the palms of all his fingers, and said in a faint tone, "of course, if you can hand over so much feed and feed the animals out of the cage."


    "Why don''t you grab it!" cried drodillon, patting the table.


    "We used to rob all the time, but this time we failed. As long as the food problem cannot be solved, our regular invasion will not stop. Of course - if you can completely eliminate us, let''s say another thing." Rococo still said in a faint tone.


    The crowd seemed to understand why the big lion sat in front but didn''t speak. This kind of debate is too expensive for the king''s temperament, isn''t it?


    "How about this one? Does it smell like your animals?" crownpis suddenly took out a handful of colorful vines from nowhere.


    "Ha? Are you kidding?" both larku and Rococo showed strange expressions. Who eats vines?


    "Magic is fast growing. It''s better to try first. After all, there are many kinds of animals." crownpis took a small piece of vine and chewed it very loudly in her mouth. Then she pinched another small piece of orange vine and threw it into the mouth of the surprised and grinning attendants among the representatives of the Empire.


    "Woo... Ulu?!" the attendant was obviously frightened and was about to spit out——


    "Eat it!" Starr smiled in the background.


    Then he really ate it.


    "How does it taste?"


    "... it tastes terrible."


    This made the goblins embarrassed. Except for those made or cultivated by magic above food making magic in the zeroth order, they thought it was very delicious. Is there too much difference in taste between different organisms?


    Claus piss deliberately put her hand to her mouth and coughed falsely, saying, "it''s OK to verify that it''s OK to eat. Anyway, animals just need to live well. It doesn''t matter whether they eat well or not. If it''s just something of this level, we can provide a lot of seeds."


    Unfortunately, it''s impossible to further cultivate them. Those are fast-paced snacks that cronpis uses magic [life frenzy] to shorten each generation to five minutes when she is idle. It''s right to be a special snack. It''s impossible to carry out since she lost this magic, but there are still many existing seeds.


    However, because the vine tentacle monster will quickly grow a foot square on the ground, it is a little dangerous to use, but the vine tentacle monster level is only level 6, which is meaningless to goblins and dangerous to ordinary human farmers. It should not be a problem to be used by strong orcs.


    "If you can solve your food problem, will you pay the war reparations?" after making a statement, Claus pics changed her gloomy face.


    Ralku picked up the vines and looked left and right. He was not an expert in Orc agriculture and animal husbandry. He couldn''t judge, so he took a look at Rococo. Rococo could only shrug.


    "We need to return home to talk about this. If we are satisfied, it''s OK to give some monetary compensation, and at the same time, we can win our Orc friendship," ralku said.


    But the lion''s roaring rude voice made the human race a little unable to keep up. You can''t mix the skills of deterrence, klaun piss couldn''t help thinking.


    (to be continued)