Old Follett, Kim Gates, Prairie, Cyril, and Elita who appears as Cyril's mentor, the Fran girl Li on her shoulders, in addition to Hancock, the important people in Alice's Fortress
Everyone has arrived. But the atmosphere at this time is not as lively as before, and the air surrounding everyone is so oppressive that it is difficult to breathe.
Old Follett's fingertips tapped on the round table, making a "tata" rhythm. This was the only sound in the conference room. Even though the round table was not divided into high and low places, everyone's attention still couldn't help but move towards where Old Follett was.
The position is tilted.
The ultimatum issued by the Mercenary Guild was placed on the table in front of Old Follett. The ordinary magic paper clearly showed signs of wrinkles. It was obvious that this magic paper had been flipped through countless times.
Finally, after the silence in the conference room lasted for too long, Old Follett's fingertips suddenly made a heavy sound, as if he had made some kind of decision. His already somewhat cloudy eyes turned to Cyril diagonally opposite and said:
: "His Royal Highness has handed over the leadership of the Thorn Mercenary Group to you, so... I think you should be able to make a better decision. Right, Miss Cyril?"
Hearing this, Cyril couldn't help being stunned for a while. In fact, even she knew that although she was nominally in charge of the current Thorn Mercenary Group, the actual leader was clearly the former Ryan
The family's chief steward, Old Follett. Of course, he would say this now, clearly intending to put the responsibility on Cyril. But although Cyril was shocked, he did not think of this for a moment.
Fortunately, Ilita saw the clues easily. A slightly cold smile appeared on her lips, and she interjected: "Why, do we have any other choice in terms of difficulty?"
"Why not?"
Old Follett asked with a dry laugh.
"snort."
Ilita first let out a scornful expression, then looked around the round table. Seeing that no one else had the intention to speak, she said, "Do we have anyone here who can defeat Hancock? Even if we want to hand her over,
If you want to gain some respect from the mercenary guild, you have to be able to trap her!"
She told the truth.
The most realistic answer is that no matter whether the Thorns Mercenary Group is willing to hand over Hancock or not, Hancock will not fall into the hands of the Mercenary Guild. Because she is Hancock, no one can command her or blackmail her.
And if we continue to discuss this based on this, the ultimatum of the Mercenary Guild will appear to have a deeper meaning. Its existence is obviously not to deal with Hancock, but to deal with the Thorns mercenary group, or to bring down the Thorns mercenaries.
The commander of the corps, Aranza Tulip, was dug up.
He disappeared for so long that some people began to hope to see him and began to use any means. The ultimatum of the Mercenary Guild was obviously just a weapon in the hands of some people.
Only by knowing the movements of prey at all times can those who consider themselves hunters feel a little more at ease.
Old Follett, who is shrewd in the world, cannot fail to know this.
A smile appeared on his wrinkled face, and he bypassed Elita's counterattack. Old Follett clapped his hands, and the servants who had been arranged long ago appeared with a sophisticated alchemy instrument.
In front of everyone's eyes, the two servants were busy working nervously and quickly, and a three-dimensional magic map appeared on the alchemy instrument. Different from ordinary magic maps, this magic map linked dozens of locations in Alice Fortress.
A miniature magic circle to achieve real-time updates. Moreover, it is very accurate. Even if an ant crawls across a corner of a corridor, it will be clearly displayed on the magic map.
This alchemical instrument naturally does not belong to this era. It is not more advanced, but older. It was made by Yvette Yulia, who once served as the deputy leader of the Thorn Mercenary Group. And now, this alchemical instrument
The maker has betrayed the Thorn Mercenary Group.
Then, Old Follett once again applauded for everyone's attention. When he was sure that all eyes were focused on him, he pointed his finger at the magic map and said: "Actually, what I want to say is that we have nothing else.
Chosen... So, now, instead of being silent, it is better to discuss how we can resist the attack of the mercenary guild... Although we don't want to trigger this war, it is inevitable."
Unexpectedly, his words not only did not trigger a discussion, but made the silence in the conference room become more solid, and finally reached the point of being as heavy as a mountain. However, Old Follett was not in a hurry. He was used to such scenes, and he just smiled at this time.
Without saying a word, he quietly looked at everyone's thinking expressions.
After a long time, Kim Gates let out a bitter smile, his voice was very dry, and he said: "If we go against the mercenary guild, we will soon be isolated... You know, just like when the Awakeners attacked us, we
We can trap and kill them when they are isolated... Now, our position has been reversed. The mercenary guild can also unite with surrounding forces to trap us. It won't take long, even if they can't defeat us, as long as they can trap us
Alice Fortress can also starve us to death."
"Can you stop saying these depressing words!"
Savannah, who was sitting next to Kim Gates, glanced at him and made a vicious remark.
Kim Gates shook his fat head, without any anger on his face, and said: "I'm telling the truth..."
"Maybe we can seek outside help."
Ilita thought for a moment, then suddenly turned her gaze to Cyril and said, "As far as I know, you seem to have a good relationship with Viscount Troxi of Brett City. Maybe she will help us."
Hearing this, not only Old Follett, but also Kim Gates and Savannah also cast curious eyes on Cyril. When Kim Gates was running the slave business in Brett City, she had some dealings with Trothy.
It seems that if the Thorn Mercenary Group really has some friendship with a ruthless person like Troye, the advantages will outweigh the disadvantages.
Facing the expectant looks of everyone, Cyril shook his head and said, "I don't know much about the relationship between Aranza and Troxi, and I don't know if she will help us."
"Haha, maybe we can try it!"
Savannah was the first to scream, and even stood on the chair and danced. However, as a dwarf, even if he stood on the chair, he was still shorter than the sitting Kim Gates. So the fat man quickly stretched out his hand and showed the shameful person
My friend pushed me back on the chair.
"no……"
After thinking for a while, Old Follett still shook his head and rejected Elita's proposal, saying: "I have a vague feeling that the ultimatum of the Mercenary Guild is mostly related to the Lane family. I did not mean to slander the Lane family... It is now
The head of the family, Alcis, is an unscrupulous guy. If the relationship between Aranza and Troxi is normal, it would be better. If the relationship is special and Troxi is willing to help, this will put Troxi in danger...
…”
"Then what do we do?!"
Elita snorted again and said: "Surrender, or stay here? I think you should know very well that our food reserves are running low."
However, just as the discussion in the round table conference room became more and more intense, finally breaking the original silence, the gold coin door of the round table conference room was suddenly pushed open gently by a white hand.
"Let me see, what are you talking about?"
The visitor has a beautiful face, but the cold arrogance between her eyebrows clearly reveals her temperament. It is Hancock.
At this time, Hancock was wearing a specially customized gorgeous robe. In addition to the exaggerated gold and silver decoration, the style of the robe was very special, whether it was the mainly black material or the seemingly casual but actually very fine tailoring.
, all bring out the strong pirate style on this robe. It seems that although Hancock has quit the pirate group, his tastes and preferences remain the same.
Hancock's appearance immediately brought the atmosphere in the round table conference room back to its original state. Everyone kept their mouths tightly shut, for fear of saying the wrong thing and angering this powerful man from the Sanctuary.
"Why, you don't want to speak?"
Hancock seemed to laugh casually, but the coldness in his voice spread very clearly and fell into everyone's ears. Sometimes, shutting up is not a good thing.
Old Follett smiled dryly and explained: "We...we are discussing how to resist the attack of the mercenary guild..."
Hancock suddenly raised her head and took a deep breath of the heavy air in the round table conference room. The expression on her face was a kind of arrogance that was very close to contempt. Then, she smiled slightly and said: "Haha, the smell of war is really charming."
Hearing this, Old Follett suddenly shuddered in his heart. He did not continue to speak, but just waited for Hancock's next words.
"Don't worry."
Hancock's eyes swept across everyone present, and there seemed to be something more in his eyes, but what was blocking them was still the cold and arrogant as before, so no one could see clearly what was more complicated in her eyes. The smile on her face faded.
He went back and suddenly hung up again, saying: "As long as I don't take action, the strong men from the Sanctuary of the Mercenary Guild will probably not intervene. When the time comes, if the other party breaks through the gate of Alice Fortress...then hand me over."
, it’s like I’m returning a favor to Aranza.”
"..."
When her words came to an end, the atmosphere in the round table conference room was completely suffocated.
However, just when Old Follett decided to say something, the air in the round table conference room suddenly trembled violently!
Even the suffocating atmosphere showed signs of collapse!
"Who is it?!"
Hancock sneered, but a golden flame appeared on his fingertips. As a strong person in the sanctuary, she could naturally detect that the fluctuations in the air came from the ripples caused by spatial positioning, and that someone was transmitting a scroll through magic.
Positioned here and entered the teleportation array!