Today, the imperial meeting on Tiegou Island lasted until noon. The scorching sun was in the sky and the breeze was gentle. Ordinary people were eating lunch while chatting about the arrangements for the evening. In the Crab Island Palace, which was only a hundred miles away,
The same scene started again.
The dazzling sunlight and dust are squeezed together, the thick shadows of the trees are criss-crossing, and the green ivy takes away the last ray of light.
In the stone room on the first floor, Campbell, the owner of Crab Island, tapped the tabletop, sometimes lowering his head to whisper the description in the document, and sometimes staring blankly at the wine glass in his hand.
The other three ministers present were still gathering their thoughts, thinking about how to express their opinions without causing trouble for themselves.
"Let's talk about it. How should we choose the future of Crab Island? Should we live under Tiegou Island for the rest of our lives? Or should we try our best to merge the two islands and become the slave of the other island if we fail?"
Campbell, the owner of Crab Island, knocked down his wine glass and then threw the official document in his hand into the fire. This has been his habit for many years, and it is also a sign of dictatorship.
Compared with Tiegou Island and even other principalities on the Augu continent, Crab Island's behavior pattern is very similar to that of the Principality of Cambay, or no one would have any objection to calling it a copy of Cambay.
Because in Crab Island, Campbell's words are the iron law, the unquestionable standard of judgment. No one, from high-level professionals to poor criminals, can violate it.
"I am a rough person. I don't have the thoughts of you, and I can't understand the deep meaning behind every sentence."
"But I am not afraid of the 'Beauty with Hundred Braids', and I very much hope to fight to the death with her one day in the future."
"There are not enough warships, the artillery is not powerful enough, and the number of professionals is not enough to ration every warship."
"Although I am defeated by the North Sea monster Kraken, I have never been afraid of fighting in my life. That's all I have to say, you can handle other matters!"
The first person to speak was named Camus. As the commander of Crab Island, he was a son of the rocky sea and was very good at naval combat. He had also defeated Vanessa, the "Beauty with a Hundred Braids", more than once, but he did not surrender the opponent with his own hands.<
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This is his greatest wish, and it is also a twisted way of expressing love. Camus cannot tell which kind of beef is more delicious, but he can smell the taste of every cannonball.
He is a complete fighting maniac at heart, keen on naval battles, and prefers to wander on the rocky sea. As for the North Sea Kraken, he doesn't mind fighting with it, although there is no possibility of winning.
"What Mr. Camus said is absolutely true. Our Crab Island has no fear of the other side. As long as we build a few more warships, I estimate that Tiegou Island will surrender directly."
"It's just that, who will pay for the shipbuilding costs? Everyone is counting on me, a poor financial officer, right? Then you will probably be disappointed."
"The things in the treasury are placed there, and every income and expenditure is recorded in detail. Therefore, let alone shipbuilding at Crab Island, even tonight's palace banquet must be simple."
"Don't stare at me. Although our Crab Island and the Whispering Forest are closely related, what do you think maintains this relationship? That's a gold coin!"
"The island owner decided to launch a plan to annex Iron Hook Island a few days ago. How do you think the dark elf masters in Rune City come from now? I hired them with gold coins!"
"Taxes cannot be increased any more, otherwise everyone will have to flee Crab Island, or even get into the arms of Iron Hook Island. The caravan has not returned yet, and it is estimated that it has been buried in the belly of the North Sea Monster Kraken."<
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The second person to speak was named Armand, who is the biological brother of Stella, the lady of Crab Island. Like his sister Stella, although he has no great ambitions, he has a lot of cleverness.
In addition, he is extremely sensitive to numbers, and he has just reached the position of financial officer. Over the years, although Armand did not say that he had enough food and clothing on Crab Island, he still ended up in peace.
Armand is the one who is least in favor of war, because in his opinion, declaring war with Iron Hook Island or the Principality of Cambay is a stupid decision.
But these words can only be thought about in my heart. My brother-in-law is far more sinister than he appears on the surface, or it is more appropriate to call him "ambitious".
But in any case, after Crab Island came into contact with the Dark Elf clan, its financial situation has become increasingly worse. Now, let alone having enough money to expand its combat power, even its own salary has been suppressed for half a year.
"War is the only way to change the current situation. This is the main premise and no one can stop it."
"But there are endless possibilities for how to do it specifically. Why should we spend everything on the dark elves? Why not try to tie the pure-blood elves into the chariot?"
"As for money, we can take the initiative to show goodwill to the Principality of Cambay. Anyway, we are separated by a sea of rocks. The final decision is also a unilateral matter for us Crab Island."
"Also, don't you really think that Russell is an idiot? The fact that he was the first to break away from King Augu's rule proves that he can never be a reckless man."
"Anyway, those dark elves have nothing to do now, so why not pick a few experts and go to Iron Hook Island to explore the news. War is a long process, and any small thing can affect the final result."
"Of course, these are just my humble opinions. It is up to you, the island owner, to decide how to choose."
In the end, Archon Shacklewinton expressed his thoughts. He didn't mind starting a war, but he was worried that the Dark Elves would work in secret.
Aliens are aliens. This is the understanding of most human beings, and it is the most discriminatory concept. In their view, aliens are just higher beasts and flaws in the history of human evolution.
Even the so-called "Twelve Warcraft" are just lucky people from the ancient magic era. They are more willing to detail the infinite possibilities of the peak powerhouse, but are not willing to become the lord of Warcraft with the power to destroy the world. p>
"Distribute all supplies to the Dark Elf clan. Since we have chosen allies, we cannot give up halfway. I only look at the results. It doesn't matter no matter how big the losses are in the process."
"Second, arrange all the warships on Crab Island in the gravel bay. Be sure to load every artillery shell and have someone guard each warship throughout the day."
"Finally, I will personally handle the matter of sending Dark Elf killers to Iron Hook Island. You must be enthusiastic enough for your Dark Elf allies, even if you put your hot face on your cold butt."
After saying this, Campbell, the owner of Crab Island, stood up and left first, leaving his three ministers in the stone room. Because he was very busy now, busy with the dark elves, and busy speculating on the actions of Iron Hook Island. p>
Commander Camus stood up and walked out of the stone room for the second time. He had to practice night battles with warships in the evening, so naturally he had no intention of staying to chat.
Treasurer Armand cupped his hands and left one after another. Since the island owner did not ask for any more gold coins, he could relax tonight, drink wine, and hug the beauty.
In the end, only Archon Shacklewinton was left in the stone room. He frowned, sometimes sighed, and sometimes shook his head helplessly.
"Is this the Crab Island you're talking about? It's nothing more than that." A voice suddenly came from the shadows in the corner of the stone room. It was very abrupt and even more weird.
"I have completed my mission and done everything I can do." Archon Shacklewinton stood up slowly, his steps a little heavy, but he did not want to tangle with the other party anymore.
