After the two of them had their injuries, Bashir and Marlinnie returned to the tree cave forest with their unicorns.

The next day, the two of them went to the parliament and immediately notified the most trusted elves.

There are two main tasks.

The first is to prepare delicious food and accommodation for the unicorn group to welcome their guests.

The second is to send a messenger immediately to [Persepolitus] to inform the Senate.

It was the third day when Bashir and Marlinni went to [Mashar] for the second time.

They let the unicorns sit in the car pulled by the horned dragon, and with the etiquette of VIPs, they lead a large convoy to the city.

But when they approached the city gate, Bashir and Marlinni did not expect that they would meet another unexpected elf at the city gate, which was the elder of Masharl.

At this moment, Masharl's veteran happened to pass by here.

He left the Senate and returned here to prepare for the early work of the Senate's election.

Since the war between the elves and the orcs ended and the land contaminated with strong acid on the plateau was purified, the work of the Senate has been greatly reduced, and the rest have been issuing some national executive orders to 23 elves' parliamentary city-states, 3 lowland parliamentary pig people cities and 100 pig people cities.

The head of state has more time to read idle books, and the elders have more time to their own.

At this moment, in order to cope with the election, he took leave from the Senate and returned to [Mashar] two years in advance.

He was surprised to see Bashir appear here, and then the surprise turned into a surprise. In his opinion, Bashir had given up developing the spell to create the [Ancient Knowledge Tree] within three years, and gave up on this and became the veteran of [Mashar].

Otherwise, he wasted any time here.

Masharl's current veteran feels like a big stone falling down in his heart.

As long as Bashir does not develop the [Ancient Knowledge Tree] at this point in time, then he will do whatever he does.

Anyway, no matter what Bashir does, it has nothing to do with himself.

Thinking of this, Masharl's current veteran felt ashamed of Bashir, because he did not control his selfishness for a while and found a reason to transfer most of the druids in Bashir's side, which made Bashir's work unable to continue.

Now, seeing Bashir ‘given himself’, he felt a little guilty.

Based on the principle that Bashir will definitely be the speaker in the future and must establish a good relationship with his colleagues, Mashar's current veteran controlled the horned dragon under his crotch and ran to Bashir's side.

He said to Bashir with a regretful tone: "I'm glad to see you."

Bashir looked at the elder in surprise, and he performed a manner to the elder. "I am also honored to meet you, sir."

The current veteran smiled and said, "My dear brother, I heard that you are so angry because you can't recruit people. But there is no need to be so angry. We have been in a long time and there is no chance in this century. Maybe in two hundred years, you will have inspiration."

Bashir glanced at Marlinni, his eyes a little confused.

Then, he realized that this guy probably thought he had given up.

I saw that the current veteran of Masharl said in a sigh: "Speaker, I have worked with you for more than seventy years."

"I remember that Masharl's third speaker started, and you were dominating the parliament."

"Actually, this situation is very wonderful, just like mountains and waters are stable."

"Isn't it great if you will always be your Speaker and I will always be my veteran? I am looking forward to working with you in the future."

"Mr. Speaker."

He reached out to Bashir.

But Bashir had no intention of shaking hands with him.

After a moment, Masharl's current veteran looked ugly and the smile on his face became stiff.

He didn't understand why this man didn't show kindness to him.

Since he had already wandered around here with his own abandon, it means that he had given up his plan to compete for the position of the elders. But in this case, the elders of Masharl and the Speaker of Masharl should have lived in harmony, or even... standing on the same front.

Bashir looked at the elders. "Sir, I thought the head system clearly shows that no position is for life."

"That's just an explanation..."

Bashir nodded, and with a little mystery, he said to the veteran: "Actually, I am not doing nothing here. I just made dozens of friends. And now, I want to take these friends to Mashar."

"So I'm sorry I'll go first."

"These are our most important guests, and I am not even qualified to entertain them, and I have to come forward by the Senate."

The horned dragon car was opened in a gap.

The elder of Masharr had already seen who was sitting in the car.

He was stunned.

Those white and beautiful figures are like holy things!

With his wisdom, it is not difficult to guess that these white horses with spiral horns are magical animals given by God the Father.

Bashir and the others actually found the magical beast!

Because this information was so shocking that when Bashir and the others entered the city, he was still sitting on the ceratops, staying in place without reacting.

His already let go of heart rose again, and there was no intention of stopping.

Unexpectedly, Bashir and the others would find magical animals and bring those precious god-given animals into the city.

God the Father is above!

The current veteran felt dejected and his cheeks were red.

It turned out that Bashir would appear here, not because he had given up, but he had discovered other ways to help him run for the position of veteran.

Indeed, the elves who bring magical animals will definitely be what the congregation wants.

"I can only give up this election." Masharl's current veteran looked bad, "I didn't expect that I was the clown again."

"Alas. Even if Bashir is unable to reliably serve, the position of speaker will be vacant after he becomes a veteran, but it will definitely be replaced by other elves in the parliament. After all, they are the elves who are deeply rooted in the city-state council."

"And I..."

The current veteran of Masharl only felt that the wind was getting too fast and he couldn't prepare himself.

...

After the news of the magical animal, unicorn horse, reached the Senate.

Bellicille smiled in front of the little Augustus.

Little Augustus faced the open window and used ice magic toward the sky, freezing the clouds in the sky with ice magic, causing the clouds to turn into pieces of ice and fall down.

This is a good game for little Augustus, who is still a teenager in the eyes of an elf.

Little Augustus laughed at the teacher when he suddenly read a book, and was very surprised. "Teacher, what's wrong?"

Bellikri hit the table with his finger. "Nothing."

"It's just that I think the veterans of Masharl must have a headache now."

"Little Augustus, I hope you can go to the priest of Diana and inform her of this situation. At the same time, I need her to return to the Senate and re-take the position of Senate."

Seeing that Augustus was so strange, Bellicille said: "It's time to hand over power."

"The result of this transfer of rights will affect the operation of the entire head system."

"Whether to be able to have hereditary rights or to have to rotate positions depends entirely on the first election of veterans under the head of state."

Berlikri said: "So, I need the priests to help me to ensure that at least one-third of the senators can be replaced in this election."

Little Augustus turned around and showed a very interested look. "Okay, teacher."

"We will win."

"For we obey the Word of God the Father, and you, the wise teacher, Lord Diana Sacrifice, Lord Severus, Lord Severus, Lord Dylan, Lord Wentini, and I."

Bellikri raised his eyebrows.

...

The Temple of Space, the Creator Spirit looks to three main territories.

At this time, orcs and elves were carrying out important reforms, and the Pan Yang people had just entered a stable period.

"I need to accelerate the evolution of Pan Yang people's civilization."

"But the power of creation is not enough. If the society led by the orc prophet can get enough power of creation."

"Only by the development of civilization can I get more magical powers of creation (glorious points)."

"Forget it, I'll wait a little longer."
Chapter completed!