"Hello, Her Majesty," Nicholas tried his best to restrain his inner excitement, kept his etiquette and bowed deeply to Flar, and said sincerely: "Sorry, I feel sincerely honored to be with you now. You are all powerful demigods, and are all my elders. It is no exaggeration to say that I have grown up listening to your legends since I was a child, and I have always fantasized about working with you. Today I finally got my wish. Not only can I see you with my own eyes, but I can also attend the meeting on behalf of my father and you. My inner excitement is really uncontrollable. I hope you can forgive a young man's incompetence."

"Your Highness, Prince, don't be so polite." Flar smiled faintly and nodded to Nicholas: "I heard that His Majesty Farar had officially confirmed the inheritance of His Highness six days ago. I was wondering what kind of person the prince is. Today I finally met His Majesty Farar, and it was indeed very similar to His Majesty Farar. I once saw His Majesty Farar, but he was younger than His Majesty Farar now. But I must admit that His Majesty Farar is very similar to His Majesty Farar back then, both in appearance and temperament. When I saw His Majesty Farar just now, I almost thought that time had gone back and back to the moment when I first met His Majesty Farar. I hope to see the Faral Empire led by you in the future, and there will be more exciting performances on this big stage."

"Thank you for your praise from Her Majesty the Queen." Nicholas said with great pride: "I will definitely follow my father and do my best in the future to build the empire better, so that the empire can make greater contributions to the future of the Yara world."

Nicholas did not say too many polite words, nor did he show too much scheming during the conversation, and could even say every word and every expression was sincere, because he did not forget that less than ten minutes ago, when everyone was focusing on the gradually approaching the envoy, his eyes suddenly burst into tears, and then he found that he was already standing in a strange desert covered with bones. Panis was standing in front of him with his hands on his chest, staring at him with a strange look. At this moment, Nicholas finally understood something, and when he remembered his behavior and thoughts a few years ago, a cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.

"There is no other meaning to pull you in, and you don't need to be nervous." Panis no longer looked as joking as he had seen before. He said to Nicholas with a solemn expression: "You should attend the first time you are participating in a meeting composed of demigods representing different forces. This meeting is different from your political meetings. I guess you don't know how to do it, so you can pull you in alone and remind you so that you won't look like an alternative during the meeting. In the end, it will also arouse everyone's disgust."

"Uh, thank you for your kindness." Already knowing that he was facing a demigod with hidden strength, Nicholas threw his identity as a prince aside and took the initiative to use a respectful word: "What should I do?"

"It's very simple, but it may be difficult for you." Panis said: "A meeting in a while, you can say whatever you think, do whatever you think, don't use the diplomatic methods and conversation habits of your nobles, and don't let others guess what you mean. Although these demigods are leaders of one force and are familiar with the one you are used to, they can all do it very simply, but they don't bother to do this when they communicate. For them, a meeting full of quarrels is much better than the meeting full of hypocrisy and suspiciousness you are used to."

"I understand." I found that Panis really wanted to remind himself. Although Nicholas felt very confused, he still kept Panis's words in his heart and nodded seriously: "In other words, just make yourself more straightforward and honest as much as possible. There is no need to deliberately please him, and there is no need to deliberately conceal or avoid him when there is any difference. Just express your intentions and opinions directly, is that right?"

"It seems you understand." Panis lowered his eyes, stared at the ground and said, "Then it's okay, prepare to go back. Although they don't know what I said to you, they can guess a rough idea. You don't have to consider hiding anything. Since they guessed it, they won't ask more details."

"Thank you, Mr. Pannis, but..." Nicholas thought of Pannis' words a few seconds ago. He immediately did as he did, and asked a question that he had only thought about and analyzed in his heart: "Actually, I know that we were not happy with each other before. I really want to know why you suddenly helped me?"

Panis said softly with his back to Nicholas: "She is a Ferral. Although she has left Ferral, I don't think she wants to see her original country bored by the leaders and strong people of neighboring countries."

"She is..." Nicholas asked tentatively: "Are you referring to Catherine?"

"This question is good." Panis smiled bitterly and sighed deeply, his voice lightly almost like a faint breeze: "I want to know the answer to this question now. Who is she referring to?"

When Nicholas recovered from the trance of memories, he found that Odin was ready to continue the introduction, and the elf queen in front of him looked at him with a smile, as if she had seen through the memories in his mind. Nicholas suddenly realized that these eyes seemed to have just seen them not long ago. When he came out of Panis's inherent spiritual realm, one of the two women wrapped in a cloak turned around and glanced at him with the same look. Thinking about it carefully, both the eyes and the deep meaning were exactly the same. After being shocked, he looked back and looked back, and sure enough, there was only one person left by Panis's side wrapped in a black cloak.

"These Majesties must be more familiar to us, so I won't introduce them." Odin's smile was full of sarcasm, pointing at Pannis and the ladies behind him and said: "Only we are the only people participating in this small meeting between the two sides. Her Majesty the Queen has no objection to the candidates. A more in-depth meeting will be held in Neville City."

"Of course not, I'm very satisfied." Flar said hello to everyone with his eyes: "As for our side, only two of us, Rebeka, the governor of the royal court, participated in the meeting. The rest of the people will let them go to the hotel to rest first. They are mainly responsible for the subsequent details negotiations, and we will not attend the meeting in the past few days."

"Okay, I understand." Odin waved to the officials behind him. The officials of the Holy Capital consciously took guidance and guided the rest of the elves' mission to leave. The elves only left Flar and a female elves behind him who looked like a human in his thirties.
Chapter completed!