Chapter 385： I protest

Man, how could it be nasty? It's just that some people just appreciate it, and some people are blasphemy.

Of course Chris is also lustful, but his **** is limited to the appreciation of beauty. As for the future development of good fate, it depends on the following cause (zuo), fate (zhe), inter (fa) and (hui).

Minister of Foreign Affairs Strider was also notified and rushed to the airport with relevant personnel. Because of the rush, Serris did not plan any welcome ceremony, and even the airport was not emptied, only a dedicated VIP channel was diverted.

Today Chris is no longer willing to indulge in the mood of a certain force. There is a friendship between him and Gricken, and there is no such friendship with the elves.

When Chris arrived at the airport, Grecan's Boeing 707 jet had already entered Serris airspace. Gricken's **** fighter jets have returned home, and it looks rather shabby to take over from the escorted Airan Hill Air Force fighter jets.

Ailan Hill’s fighter force is undergoing a large-scale reconfiguration. Propeller-piston fighters cannot accompany Boeing 707 aircraft. Whether it is MiG-21, F-16 and F-15, Ailan Hill feels that it is a companion. Flying rituals are too wasteful.

Therefore, these advanced fighters have been transferred and left, and the rest is not the main force responsible for protecting the airspace of Cyris, or the instructor training troops.

Ever since, an earlier fighter jet of the Allan Hill Air Force was used for errands. The MiG-17 fighters, which were no longer installed, were used as guards of honor to perform **** missions.

In Grecan’s Boeing 707 special plane, Falai, the special envoy of the elves, and Morak, the special envoy of the dwarves, have completely fallen in love with this advanced aircraft after a pleasant journey.

They enjoyed black tea and pastries on the flight for the first time. These delicacies born in Ailan Hill became desserts served on the plane. The dwarves and the elves all liked this wonderful journey.

After they heard the radio and knew that they had arrived in Seris, they couldn't even believe their ears.

They thought they didn't fly out of Gricken! But when they saw the magical world outside the plane's porthole, they knew that they had indeed arrived in Seris, and reached the Ailan Hill that all the population praised.

"Gentlemen and ladies. The city of Serris has arrived, welcome to Ellen Hill." The announcement of the plane reminded all the passengers in the plane with a relaxed voice. Falai of the elves and Morak the dwarf felt the plane. It was landing, and after a slight impact, it steadily entered the taxiing phase.

Then, the Boeing 707 plane that stopped taxiing opened its door, and Falai stepped out of the fuselage of the plane and saw the Boeing 707 planes that were parked in the distance or were about to take off.

Just take a casual glance. There are at least 20 Boeing 707 passenger planes here. The beautiful fuselages are outlined with golden eagle emblems. These planes belong to Airland Hill Royal Airlines and belong to the royal family.

This airline is also the only airline in the world, responsible for operating every civil airport and civil aircraft in the world. This is the privilege brought by technological leadership. There are still many, many markets monopolized by Ailan Hill, each of which is bringing countless wealth to this country.

"They... they actually have so many planes!" Looking at a Boeing 707 passenger plane that took off in a whistling way, and another Boeing 707 passenger plane taxiing to the runway to take off in the distance, and then look at the airport. Unloading passengers and other airliners carrying passengers nearby, Falai, the wizard of the elven tribe, felt that his imagination was obviously not enough.

He even figured it out in his mind, feeling that he had persuaded the emperor of Ailan Hill to send him a plane to welcome the migration of the elves, so that the elves would reduce 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 countless ants crawling in his nasal cavity.

The uncomfortable feeling made him stupid in place, and then he coughed violently, as if he was about to cough up his lungs.

"What's the matter with you? Mr. Farley? You..." The elf entourage behind Farley reached out to help Farley, who was bent over and coughed. After talking halfway through his words, he coughed as well. Heart-piercing coughing.

At the same time, Morak, the dwarf who followed them, seemed much more relaxed. He stays with the machinery of metallurgy and other factories every day, and he is more adaptable.

It's a pity that he was not able to take care of himself. He twitched his nose twice and opened his mouth uncomfortably. He complained, "Did they burn the whole city? There is an uncomfortable smell everywhere here." "

The welcoming crowd just stood there, their faces changed from a smile to a cold embarrassment. The emperor of Ailan Hill, the concubines and ministers formed the pick-up group, at this moment there is a feeling of being beaten in the face.

Our air quality is poor, but you shouldn't be so exaggerated, right? The acting is slightly exaggerated! brothers!

Everyone knows that the air quality in the city of Seris is very poor. In recent months, they have concentrated on special rectification, but the effect can only be said to be not high.

After all, it is impossible for Ailan Hill's industrial footsteps to stop, and it is impossible for high-level leaders to abandon the industrial base near Sairis due to choking. Therefore, environmental protection has been placed on a relatively low priority.

However, as the saying goes, you don't slap someone in the face, and you don't swear someone short! Coughing in front of Emperor Chris, isn't this an obvious complaint about air quality problems? Deans, the Minister of the Interior Department under the Ministry of Environmental Protection, gave an ugly face and snorted coldly. He had no good feelings for the elves and dwarves.

And over there, on the gangway of the plane, he finally adjusted his breathing to adapt to the horrible polluted air of Cyris. Falai, the envoy of the elves, turned his head and complained to the elder Morak of the dwarf: "Better than yours. Damn laboratory, the smell is even worse!"

"Our laboratories are not **** laboratories! Mr. Farley!" Morak twitched his nose two times unpleasantly, and then defended himself: "Our exhaust emissions are all approved by the elves."

"This is simply hell." Falai of the elven race clutched his nose and complained coldly, then raised his foot and walked down the gangway covered with red carpet.

Stepping on the soft red carpet, Farley began to look at the crowd welcoming him again. He saw Vivienne wearing a magic robe and a magic mask, and also saw Emperor Chris of Ailan Hill wearing a precious white dress with gold thread.

Well, he had seen a picture of Chris in Gricken. It was a huge oil painting hung on the front wall of the Consulate in Ailan Hill. Behind His Majesty the Emperor was a supreme eagle emblem of Ailan Hill.

"His Majesty, Emperor Ellenhill, I am Falai, the special envoy of the elves. It is a great honor to be able to come... to Ellenhill." Falai covered his nose and walked in front of Chris, his sullen self. Introduced.

Chris looked at the elven envoy who was holding his nose, then at the elven entourage who was holding his nose behind him, and finally looked at the dwarf envoy Morak, who couldn’t stop twitching his nose, and then asked the Minister of Foreign Affairs Strider. Said: "This... Is covering your nose a peculiar etiquette of the elves?"

"..." Of course, Strider had never heard of such a weird etiquette. In fact, before he came here, he deliberately consulted the relevant personnel of Gricken. The other party vowed to say that just stay in awe, there is no special etiquette to pay attention to.

Therefore, the embarrassed Strider could only shake his head, saying that he did not know that there was such a strange etiquette. Chris turned his head and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then. Mr. Farai, the special envoy of the Elves...you are holding your nose, what are you doing?"

"Our elves admire nature and live in the forest...Here, the air here irritates my nose, and I am very uncomfortable now." It is still urn sound, Falai, the envoy of the elves, said with an unhappy expression. .

He really didn't like it here. From the beginning of his breathing, to the attire and expressions of the people around him, and even those cold buildings that were incompatible with nature, he disliked it very much, very very much!

It can be said that the process of meeting this time was really terrible. In the end, Chris even only arranged for the other party to ride in the special car of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and did not give the other party the same treatment as traveling in the same car.

You know, the Grand Magister of Lonsadre of Greken came to Ailan Hill for the first time, and he was welcomed with great ceremonies. Ailan Hill arranged a sideway welcome and a very rich dinner.

But this time, the special envoys of the elves and dwarves arrived, and Chris did not even personally receive the three poor worms, threw them to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and returned to the emperor's new palace outside the city with Vivian.

Ever since, whether Farley or Morakot, they both felt the indifference of each other. Before they had time to make their request, they found that they were left aside and almost no one cared about them, and even... they didn't even have a chance to meet the emperor for the second time.

The next day, Falay, who had suppressed his anger, finally couldn't bear it. He found the receptionist of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Ailan Hill to accompany them. He gritted his teeth and asked: "Sir! I want to meet your Emperor. Please be sure to notify him! I am the special envoy of the elves! This is not an attitude toward the special envoy of the elves! I want to protest! Protest firmly!"