readytorunbook Chapter 344: Dispute over City Naming
Chapter 344: Dispute over City Naming
“Since you are here, just do something for me.
Anyway, it will take at least ten days for Xiling to come back, so you can just sit there doing nothing anyway."
Iris finished the food in the wooden basin - most of it went into her stomach, and Ivan, who had no appetite at all, didn't even see an apple peel.
This seemingly abnormal elf goddess, with her legs crossed and picking her teeth, looks like the leader of a gang.
“Why would I—Ohh! I see!
You order! You order!"
Realizing that this was a great opportunity to show off, Alvin immediately changed his expression and agreed without even asking what Iris was talking about.
In Ivan's opinion, since Xiling's biological mother didn't think she would be in any danger, he might as well improve his impression points with his future mother-in-law.
This would prevent this unreliable mother-in-law from running away with Xiling without saying a word.
In the end, he still underestimated how thick-skinned Iris was.
"What? Help with government affairs?"
In the main hall of the temple, Alvin looked at the piles of scrolls and papers in front of him and let out a roar of despair.
The sound was so loud that Lian and Kong'er, who were standing nearby, covered their ears unconsciously.
"Lord Aiwen, we will assist you... These are the documents that Lady Iris has been piling up for several years...
Which year do you think we should start with?"
Nimia, who was about the same height as Lian, stood behind a small pile of papers with a few charming but bookish dark elves, looking at Ivan a little embarrassedly.
Of course, their embarrassment was definitely not because of Ivan's appearance, but because of their own gods——
This practice of shifting the blame to outsiders and then hiding away as a stay-at-home girl is indeed not very authentic.
“I’m good at RTS, not SLG…
This goddess is a psychopath...
If I had any bad intentions, like embezzling some public funds, wouldn't she be able to find out at all..."
Ignoring Ivan who started to complain crazily, Lian spread her hands towards the dark elves.
She smiled at the dark elves who had ugly expressions because their gods were blamed, and explained very weakly.
“Don’t worry about him… This human was much crazier when he was in the Haze Forest.
I’m telling you!
This human has become perverted!
I once said something bad in front of a goddess, and she was shocked...
Earlier, he was hugging the goddess statue in someone else’s temple and making noises…”
……
Corellon seemed to be lost in endless memories and had no intention of continuing to talk to Xiling.
Seeing the god lying drunk in front of her, the spirit that should be her grandfather, Xiling stood up and slowly walked towards the statue of her mother.
In Xiling's memory, Iris has always been the image of a powerful ranger.
Carrying a short bow and a spear, he walked through the forest.
The elf girl dancing under the moon with a long sword in her hands really did not match the image of the mother in his memory.
In the past, the gods Xiling knew were all like Mielikki, who could give a vague response when she called devoutly;
During prayer, oracles may be given that are difficult to understand and require believers to interpret them again.
This is also the understanding of gods by most creatures in the main material plane.
But during this period of time, Xiling saw too many "living" gods.
Rillifane, who is a bit of a germaphobe, Laer, who is always bullied by Evan, his own mother, and Corellon, who falls unconscious after drinking just a few sips of wine.
The impression that the gods are majestic and fair, gentle but extremely distant from oneself seems a little unreal.
The statue of Eilistraee was created by Corellon based on his own memories.
That was the image of my mother when she was a girl.
Beautiful and full of energy, her face is full of longing for adventure stories.
So this is what my mother looked like before...
I really want to know what my mother went through when she was about my age.
I don’t know if my mother met a character like Ivan at that time…
"Hmm? Who is Ivan?"
A smell of alcohol came from behind, and Xiling turned around awkwardly.
She had somewhat forgotten that Corellon could sense her thoughts at any time.
"A... a human..."
“Well—it seems my granddaughter has reached this age.
Not bad, not bad, he is willing to face dangerous enemies to save you.
You met a very good-
Huh? He actually did something like this?
Kiss a statue of a goddess?"
The half-elf lady's face turned pale.
This grandfather who had no sense of boundaries made it difficult for her to get along with him.
……
“Let’s start with the classification of government affairs…
Now this city - first tell me what is the name of this city?"
Ivan swept away the messy documents on the table and spread a clean paper roll on the table.
"Eh? Didn't Lady Iris tell you?
There are several factions arguing over the naming issue, so the city has not yet been named..."
"Huh? We can still argue about a name?
Can't you be more careless like those illiterate orcs in the wasteland?"
Kong Er rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Yeah, I also think that the other names are not as good as [Black Pearl Girls City]..."
Nimya stared at her boots and spoke weakly.
"How can it be!
[The Place Where the True God Resides] is the best to hear! ”
"Why does everyone disagree with [New Mosso Brai City]?"
"Our glowing stone pillars are so huge! How fitting that [Six Pillar City] is!"
Looking at the 1.4-meter-tall elves who were starting to get into a mess, Alvin covered his forehead helplessly and began to give up communicating with this group of dark elves.
He took out a delicate fountain pen that seemed to have magical effects and began to write down his thoughts on the scroll.
The operation of a city is nothing more than people's livelihood and economy.
Of course, there is also a military section here - after all, the world is not safe at all.
Thinking in this direction, it took the dark elves decades to make this city meet the standards that Iris could temporarily leave;
That means they have barely solved the problem of their food source and the monsters around them.
As for food, as a druid, Ivan is very confident that he can come up with solutions tailored to local conditions;
As for the city defense, the dark elves are quite powerful...
Ivan casually flipped through a few documents, and as he did so, he suddenly felt his blood pressure starting to soar.
"You are discussing what plants to use in urban gardens when there is a food shortage?
And you've been fighting over this for five years?"