The figures of Boom and Rikka disappeared at the entrance of the palace, and finally they returned to the room. However, the two princes always stood outside the door, as if they were burning the midnight oil to fight.
Rikka was extremely displeased when she saw this, and immediately exuded some beastly coercion. The eldest prince, Bjorn, collapsed on the ground and could not raise his head again.
As for the second prince Umber, he fainted directly. But the few pieces of paper in his hand were still placed on the table by Boom.
At this time, a new batch of visitors arrived in the hall. However, Ragnar no longer had the playful expression as before, and every pore revealed the majesty of the Lord of the Permafrost.
As for Tanya, the God's Blessing Knight, she always stood at the top of the list. The twilight sword was inserted into the ground, and the star buckler spread out circles of fighting spirit ripples.
The palace door opened again, and two figures slowly entered. One was wearing a brocade robe, with his nose always raised high. The other was smiling. Although he seemed approachable, he exuded the aura of a superior. p>
Both of them are ambassadors to the Tundra Continent. The former is called Padrick, and he is the ambassador to the Principality of Xisai. His attitude is extremely arrogant on weekdays, and even the ministers of the village do not look down upon him.
The latter's name is Sheldon, but he is the ambassador to the Principality of Shayel. Although he smiles all day long, he is also a troublesome character who cannot be touched.
"See Lord of the Permafrost, King of the Vikings, I wonder why you summoned me today? You must know that it is the warm moon at this time, and the caravan from the Principality of Sisai is also approaching on the ice sea!"
Padrick, the ambassador to the Principality of Cisse, first bowed and saluted, but his movements seemed extremely casual. Tanya pulled out the Dusk Sword with a click, but nothing happened.
Ragnar always lowered his head, as if his cane was engraved with secrets, and they still needed to be carefully figured out. The hall fell into dead silence, except for the sound of wind and snow outside the window that never subsided.
"Lord Ragnar, I don't know why you summoned me today, but the merchant ship of the Principality of Sisai is about to arrive at the Strait of Oblivion, but I have never seen the release order from the frozen continent!"
"I, Padric, am just a lobbyist, but you must know the names of the Great Magister Camerin and Lord Hercules."
"Of course, the Principality of Xisai has always been kind to its allies. As long as you say a word, I can also say a good word for the frozen continent in the official document."
After Padric said that, he took a step forward and looked at his position. It was clearly next to the stone steps where Rikka was before. His nose was always held high, and Ragna only saw his nostrils from beginning to end. The cane hits the ground rhythmically. If the opponent is a Viking, he will definitely be able to distinguish this rhythm, which is like a Viking war cry.
A few minutes later, Ragnar suddenly slapped his staff. I saw Tanya, the Divine Blessing Knight, opening her eyes, and then waved with one hand, and the twilight sword buzzed slightly.
Padrick froze on the spot, his body split in two, and his internal organs fell to the ground with a crash, unable to make any more noise.
"I am a rough person, and I often write wrong words even in common language. But the tundra continent does not welcome waste, let alone brainless waste!"
"Now! This is the answer you asked for. Send it to Highgarden!" Ragnar threw a parchment into a pool of blood, and then turned to look at the other person.
However, Sheldon, the envoy of the Principality of Shayer, showed no reaction from the beginning to the end. He neither interceded for the other party nor showed any timidity.
As the ambassador of a merchant principality, he is naturally a shrewd businessman. Driven by the supremacy of interests, he thinks he can convince the Lord of the Tundra.
Slowly taking a step to the side, Sheldon bowed and saluted again, and then took the lead in taking out a parchment roll from the storage bag.
Tanya threw it to Ragnar, who coldly crushed the Scorpion Fire Paint. But as time passed by, his brows furrowed tightly.
"Is this the response of your Principality of Shayeru? Twenty gold coins for one pound of animal hides, five gold coins for a barrel of frozen wine, and you want me to open the Forgotten Strait unconditionally?"
Ragna laughed angrily, and even the cane that never left his body was thrown to the ground by him. It was too much, these damn principalities are really bullying people!
"Of course, our Principality of Shayeru will not be such a rogue. As long as you can agree to our conditions, we will naturally purchase all the output of the frozen continent."
After Sheldon said that, he bowed and saluted again. But looking at his expression, he was more unruly than the unfortunate guy before. It was a kind of arrogance that came from the heart, but it was wrapped in a robe called "polite". "Hounds cannot survive the cold night on their own. My blessed knight, what do you think?" Ragnar cried and laughed, then closed his eyes.
Tanya's face darkened when she heard this, and then she waved the twilight sword again. The bloody atmosphere in the hall became even stronger, but the two of them did not react at all.
Archon Onomamus gently pushed open the palace door and immediately ordered his servants to clean up the scene. As for the two blood-stained sheepskin scrolls, he put them into his leather robe.
"Did I do something wrong?" Ragna looked at the snow outside the window blankly, his tone seemed very calm.
"This is just a choice. How we deal with it next is the true direction of the frozen continent." Archon Onomamus bowed and saluted and replied calmly.
"That's it. I hope the frozen continent will not perish because of me. If that's the case, why would I kill Adrian." Ragna sighed and waved his hand to signal him to leave.
Night fell at some point in the village, and the candlelight flickered in the hall, elongating the silhouettes of the two of them. Tanya always stood there without any interruption.
But Ragnar walked back and forth for hundreds of times, sometimes cursing angrily, sometimes sighing. Finally he sat on the stone steps, wanting to drink some ale, but the wine bag was already empty.
"I'm a little tired of it. How about this bullshit frozen soil lord, let someone else do it." Ragna sighed, and then said carelessly.
"Killing the last two principality envoys also indicates that the frozen continent has completely rejected other principalities." Tanya quietly came to Ragna and took out a bag of ale from the storage bag.
"How about we return to the far north, fish on the ice lake every day, and drink in our leisure time." Ragna scratched his head and rolled his eyes.
"Stay in your position and seek your own government! Your attitude is not that of a man, let alone the object of Tanya's admiration!" Tanya said coldly, but carefully pulled up the other person's leather robe.
"I shouldn't have asked you to study and read. Little Tanya has changed. She is no longer the silly girl who followed me." Ragnar smiled bitterly and picked up the cane, and his emotions were quickly calming down.
"You are no longer the handsome noble young master. Even if you don't care, you still have to think about Bjorn and Umber." Tanya replied calmly.
Ragna was stunned when he heard this, but his expression became twisted, and finally turned into a long sigh. How could he not know Tanya's thoughts, but the actual situation was too cruel.
If he were a professional, even if he was just a knight's attendant, he would probably have accepted Tanya's love long ago. But the life cycle of ordinary people is a hundred years at most, but he still doesn't want to delay the other party because of himself.