This time the Joint Council was initiated by Medea. As the initiator, the Merox Empire had to make certain concessions on non-essential affairs and interests.
This is why Foer wants to expose this matter.
If Aslan does not make any concessions on the East Asian subcontinent, he does not mind delaying the establishment of the Outer Continent Council.
"The Principality of Prince is still a vassal state of our country and will not launch any external attacks. At the same time, the market of the Yadong subcontinent must also be open to the empire."
Aslan said without giving in.
Foer sneered and said dismissively: "Then there's no need to talk about it."
Aslan shrugged. The two emperors of the most powerful empires in the continent were negotiating like completely hooligans.
"There's no need to talk. At worst, I can launch a blitzkrieg and capture most of the Yadong subcontinent. When the coalition forces from the central plains come out, we'll see who can hold on first."
Foer was furious, this was Chiguoguo's threat.
On this matter, the Merox Empire was not as anxious as the Maxim Empire.
The reason is very simple. The Maxim Empire has the longest border with the Central Plains among the four countries, and the Merlox Empire has the shortest. Once a war breaks out, the Maxim Empire will be the first to bear the brunt.
"If there's no need to talk, let's leave it to the negotiating team."
Foer said very forcefully.
Saint Peter couldn't help but chuckle.
Foer has given in. In fact, many issues are discussed by the negotiating team. They are composed of professional teams and will accurately exchange interests without involving personal feelings and emotions.
If Aslan really negotiates with Foer, there is no guarantee that Foer will not be beaten to death on the spot.
At this moment, Foer understood for the first time the importance of his own strength.
Of the four heads of state present, he was the only one who was not at the Mentor level, while the other three were all powerful men at the Grand Mentor level.
It makes Foer even more incompetent.
In the end, both parties broke up unhappy, but when entering the state banquet hall, representatives from all parties showed friendly and friendly smiles.
Xia Ya also took the initiative to say hello to Arthur, and the two chatted happily.
Kira was looking for Gawain to drink.
The worse the relationship, the more affectionate you will be in public.
As soon as Aslan returned to the palace, he threw his coat on the ground without saying a word.
"What the hell!"
Listening to Aslan's roar, no one in the palace dared to comfort His Majesty the Emperor and let him calm down when Artoria and Nomeli were not present.
As for Her Royal Highness the Queen, she was on the magic tower, watching Aslan sulking, not to mention how happy she was.
Unknowingly, Aslan came to Rimuru's palace. Looking at Rimuru who was still studying swordsmanship seriously, he couldn't help but smile with relief.
It's a pity that Rimuru, who has been strict in doing things and practiced hard since he was a child, does not have a high talent for cultivation.
He completely inherited his mother's knight talent. To put it simply, he is insulated from magic. However, the knight talent is only half a bucket of water, only level five.
Such a talent would definitely belong to the genius level if placed in an ordinary knight family.
In a mentor-level family, he can be regarded as the backbone of the future.
But in the eyes of the Grand Instructor level, it seems a bit out of place.
Without a royal background, it would be difficult for Rimuru to break through to the mentor level in his life.
"Father!"
After Rimuru finished practicing his sword, he looked at his father who was deep in thought and shouted with an innocent smile.
Compared to his mother, who was always strict with him, his father was very tolerant of him and was not even allowed to make any serious expressions in front of his father.
Rimuru used to remain serious in front of Aslan, but within ten minutes, his father made him laugh. He even grabbed his little feet and kept sweeping them with feathers, which made Rimuru laugh to tears for the first time, even loudly.
He called out to his mother, but his father let him go.
"Good boy, you are well trained in swordsmanship! You are indeed my and Artoria's child."
Aslan picked up Rimuru with one hand and lifted him up for a while before putting him down.
"Not bad, it's taller and heavier."
Rimuru, who is nine years old, has reached a height of 1.3 meters. This growth rate makes Aslan very satisfied. Although his cultivation talent is average, his appearance and figure are very well-proportioned.
"No, I have embarrassed my father and mother."
Rimuru immediately remembered that his cultivation talent was too poor, and his face was filled with disappointment.
Aslan flicked his head with his fingers.
"Your mother and I have always been proud of you."
Rimuru looked at his father in confusion.
"Father, I don't understand."
Aslan rubbed Rimuru's head and said: "You will understand when you are older. After becoming a professional, you need to spend more time on training, which will divert your study time. Similarly, becoming a qualified professional
The emperor needs to work hard to govern and cannot waste too much time on cultivation. The two cannot complement each other."
"Then why has my father never had this problem?" Rimuru said seriously: "My father's cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the mainland. He single-handedly created the current empire and spent most of his time with the queen and the mothers and concubines..."
Aslan's face turned dark as he listened.
The image of the emperor from Rimuru's mouth feels like that of a debauched and unscrupulous tyrant.
"Okay, I get it. You're right. It seems that your recent homework has been too easy."
Aslan briefly recalled the study materials given to him by Wilson and Essien, most of the government affairs cases. It is still too fast to teach these things to Rimuru now.
After a second thought, Aslan sorted out the knowledge from the third year of high school on earth, summoned the magic panel, and then selected and sorted out all the questions he had seen in his mind.
Rimuru's face turned green when he saw it. He could understand the words and numbers on it, but once they were put together, he couldn't understand any of them. His current courses were only at the elementary school level.
It is really too exaggerated to complete these questions.
"Father, I am only nine years old this year!"
Rimuru had no choice but to remind.
Aslan then suddenly realized that he also regarded Rimuru as a time-traveling freak like Guinevere.
The message informed Melita, the palace maid, that she is a female dragon slayer and now has mentor-level strength.
"Your Majesty! I brought what you asked for."
Aslan looked at the thick stack of Imperial Elementary School summer homework and elementary school exercises in Melita's hand, and smiled like a devil.
"Son, I'll leave these questions to you! One book a day."
After Aslan finished speaking, he deliberately counted in front of Rimuru.
"Well, just right, thirty books. This is your homework for this month. I will check it every once in a while. Melita, you are responsible for monitoring. No one is allowed to write for him, let alone answer the questions for him.
Once discovered, we will kill him immediately."
Melita shuddered immediately and quickly lowered her head and responded: "Yes! Your Majesty."