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Chapter 388 Blackmail

In novels and movies, the police and rescuers are always late, but reality is not a novel after all. If they always arrive so exactly at the right time, there will obviously be something wrong.

"You guys had a great time watching the show, didn't you?"

The black-haired dragon knight in front of me is very young, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a shy blush and scattered pimples on his face. Judging from his obviously embarrassed look, it seems that he is not yet

A veteran who can lie to your face without changing his face.

"I actually became bait! How dare you use me to fish!"

This was my first thought when I saw the belated arrival of the dragon knights and escort knights.

And some signs also proved my thoughts, such as the five dragon knights suddenly passing over my head, chasing the fleeing undead, and leaving the weakest one, who was obviously not yet an adult, to greet me.

And this guy just set up two traps, and he has already leaked almost all the information.

In fact, I got the result without forcing this little kid. Today's incident is such a coincidence.

I don't believe that Oros has such weak control over his capital, nor do I believe that his top-secret information can be leaked so easily.

If it was really leaked to the undead so quickly, the most likely reason is that he did it on purpose. He deliberately revealed the information that I had mastered the formula of "Esso's Gift" to the undead spies who had been exposed! Then he lured those undead.

Come and surprise me,

For the undead lurking in Bayer Capital, whether they kill me or get the formula from me, it is a hugely profitable deal, and the reward is large enough to be an irresistible temptation to bear any risk.

Therefore, they knew that it was very likely to be a trap, but considering that they would get their money back as long as they ate the bait, they bit the hook without hesitation.

What if I die? For Bayer, there is no natural threat. Isn't this a good thing?

“It’s really a sure profit without losing anything.”

As for the dragon knights who happened to come this time, they probably could only squat on the outside, waiting for me and the undead to fight both sides to take advantage. Of course, if I won, they would probably come to the rescue.

Being able to think of a sure-profit trap in such a short period of time, and setting it up in less than two hours, should it be said that Oros deserves the title of "Poisonous Scorpion"?

"...I must have been tricked."

Release Galina, even if I don't have to explain anything, she will see clearly these messy conspiracies, but what makes her feel even worse is that she lacks strength during the battle and is holding herself back.

"Don't worry, I'll make that old man spit out whatever he owes us. Don't think too much. You're still too young."

I touched the little guy's head and looked around. Although the other party escaped, it was obvious that the mess had not been cleaned up.

In front of the little dragon knight, the unconscious Snake Lady was thrown into my frozen soil. Such trophies might be able to dig up information about the undead's organization in Bayer. How could I leave it to Bayer?

you.

But there are not only the corpses of the undead present. The human assassins who attacked us before were surrounded by the undead, and those who were not dead were unable to escape. Those who are still alive now are probably fortune tellers.

As for the living assassins who were driven here, there might be a prince involved behind them, so I'll leave it to Bayer to deal with it himself.

And I was about to go to the palace area to settle the score with the old fox. Suddenly, Galina grabbed my sleeve and pointed to the tree on the side.

"...It seems that we don't have to look for Baker's eldest daughter."

And what was trembling in the tree nearby was a black-skinned half-elf assassin. There were irregular shadows covering the surrounding area. It would be difficult to detect it if it weren't for Galina's magic eyes. It seemed that she was using dark elves.

Racial talent avoided the crisis just now.

"...It seems that she most likely took refuge in Mills. Now that she knows my password, it seems that she wants to kill people...kill the elf to silence her."

As I said that, I poured holy light into my eyes, and my eyes flashed with murderous intent, and I glared at her.

"Stop scaring her, she's about to faint."

"...I already regret it. It seems that I have peed my pants. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's dripping down the tree. That little girl will definitely complain to me. Galina, let me discuss it with you."

"You want me to carry her? Don't think about it, she will dirty my mecha."

"No, I just want you to help her change her underwear. Here, this set should fit her very well."

"...You should first explain why you carry these women's underwear with you. Could it be that the legendary Princess Peach..."

"The past, which I can't bear to look back on, is all the fault of my youth... Hey, don't run away! Your attitude hurts your grandpa and me very much."

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"As the ambassador of the country of mages, I was assassinated in front of my own embassy. I suffered both mental and physical torture. However, your country's guards arrived late. I seriously doubt whether they did it deliberately. This is not only

It is a personal threat to me and an insult and provocation to our country."

The old man in front of me still had a friendly smile on his face, but no matter how outrageous what I said, this guy seemed to still be acting as a mascot, but the diplomats and knights in the bodyguard had already made angry looks on their faces due to my rudeness.

Even though it has entered the middle of the night, the brilliant living room is still brightly lit, and judging from the bloodshot eyes of the participants, as well as the footprints on the floor that have not been cleaned and the tea cups that have been refilled countless times, perhaps it should be said that Bayer's

The meeting never ended and these people never disbanded.

In fact, this is exactly what happened. Just after finishing the meeting with us, news came that Mills was discussing the assassination. It was another emergency meeting. Then before the meeting was over, Oros suddenly had an emergency consultation with a visitor, and then turned around and

The meeting continued, but this time it was about preparations for various emergency plans, and even war plans were mentioned.

It can be said that this group of civil servants and diplomats have been busy for at least 14 hours, dealing with important matters at the highest level. Their nerves are so nervous that their eyes are bloodshot. When they find out that it seems that all the troubles are caused by me, they naturally feel sorry for me.

I was very unhappy.

At this moment, in their minds, my men had just killed the popular Prince Mills on the street during the day, and now the villain complained first and acted recklessly in front of the emperor. This was in the chivalric feudal era where the king humiliated his subjects and died.

This is already a huge humiliation.

"...Hey, old man, I have said so much, you should at least have some reaction. You should really treat me as a little white rabbit who swallows my anger."

"Disrespectful person! Do you know who you are talking in front of? This is the co-leader of the Kells people, the guardian of the Manfu Mountains, and the seat of Emperor Oros of the Bayer Kingdom. You..."

The common characteristic of big people is the string of titles, which are very intimidating, especially for rookies. This string of titles is also part of the majesty, but I'm afraid this trick has no meaning to a veteran like me.

.

"Ahem, this is the envoy of the God of Law, the sword-wielding guardian of the seven northern kingdoms, the last descendant of Lan, the beloved son of the Holy Light, a member of the Council of Truth in the Kingdom of Mage, and the destroyer of the eternal night.

Immortal..."

Galina also revealed a long list of titles, which seems to be very eye-catching. Isn't it just a competition of titles? Who is afraid of whom?

"Who are you? Do you have the right to speak here? Are you a diplomat from the country of mages? You are a random little girl!"

An official with a goatee stood up and roared. If I remember correctly, he seemed to be the prime minister of this country, and his name seemed to be Carlo.

His move was indeed very good, and he could defeat the enemy even if he lost the formation, and he could knock down the mountain and shock the tiger, but in his eyes, the "young female attendant" he used to scare the monkeys seemed to have found the wrong person.

"Ahem, this is Her Majesty the Queen of the Sluwell Kingdom. As the plenipotentiary diplomatic envoy of the Lan Alliance, I strongly protest your insult to our Majesty the Queen, and ask you, Carlo, to apologize immediately. Moreover, our Queen of the Lan Alliance

Your Majesty just came to your country and was attacked, we need an explanation!"

This time, it's my turn to set the stage.

The civil servants present were shocked at first, but then they suddenly realized that I had no intention of hiding my background from anyone. Considering my relationship with the countries in the North, it is completely understandable that the queen of this country suddenly arrived.

But my request is natural. For a civil servant to yell at the queen of a country on a formal occasion is a serious breach of diplomatic etiquette. Just asking for an apology is already very restrained.

Of course, you can also consider using force. There are not many cases of big countries suppressing small countries. But now in front of His Majesty, the emperor does not speak. How dare he, a civil servant, make decisions on the emperor's behalf.

But at this time, once you lower your head, your momentum will obviously be weak, which will be affected in subsequent negotiations. In the current delicate situation, this psychological factor is also very important.

Failure to apologize will lead to serious diplomatic consequences. Just when the hesitant Carlo was about to lean in, Oros, who had been acting as a showman, spoke.

"Your Highness Roland, let's talk openly about some things. What do you want?"

"Compensation, compensation and mental damages! It's too vulgar to talk about money. Let's start with a dozen dragon knights. If not, a complete set of information on the Bayer Dragon Madness and Shield Dragon Guardian, which are special products of your country, is also acceptable.

"

Just like the elite White Wolf Guards among the Royal Knights of Oran, the Aurora Knights of Donglan, and the Avalanche Defenders, Bayer also has its own ace unit that can be mass-produced. The Dragon Madness is said to be a killing machine with an average level reaching the top level of Silver. Shield

The Dragon Guardian is a super defender who claims to be able to line up against the Juggernaut. The relevant information about these two arms is already the founding treasure of Bayer, so why would it be given to anyone at will?

"Thief!"

"How dare you..."

A lion's big mouth always attracts hatred. For a moment, roars and scoldings filled my ears, but I ignored them.

Of course I know that they will not offer such an important treasure as compensation, let alone the Dragon Knight, but isn't negotiating this thing just like bargaining on the street? Even if I know you won't accept it, I still have to

First cut the price by half to test the bottom. When both parties have a vague idea of ​​the other party's bottom line, they can then enter the substantive negotiation stage.

What surprised everyone was that Oros smiled and nodded.

"Okay, is that all? Okay, I'll compensate you for everything." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

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