The envoys were very excited after receiving the information revealed by Count Sigar.
Old nobles like Earl Siga, in addition to pursuing enjoyment, value the honor of the nobles above all else. The information accidentally leaked when fighting with others cannot be false. Although "you all have to stand aside next time the gods and demons fight."
Go cool, it all depends on us." This statement was obviously a bit exaggerated, but combined with other information, the messengers were able to infer very useful information from it.
The first conclusion is that the Sibia Empire is carrying out an important plan, and this plan is obviously related to the military. The second conclusion is that this plan will greatly enhance the military strength of the Sibia Empire.
The object is not the tactical strength of a certain legion or part of the army, but to enhance the strategic strength of the entire army at the same time.
In the previous period, the combat effectiveness of the Sibia army was obvious to all. If they increase their combat effectiveness again... no one is a fool. Everyone knows what that will be like: although it is not cool to be on the sidelines during the battle between gods and demons.
How is it possible, but if the strength difference between the armies is too big, it is inevitable to suffer losses and get angry.
The improvement of the strength of the entire army cannot just be the improvement of weapons and armor, nor is it just the advancement of tactics, it is related to all aspects. And these things are not only reflected in the military, but also reflect advantages in other parts of the empire, which is not only
It’s a matter of suffering and being offended... Therefore, we must not let the Sibia Empire widen the distance between it and other countries in the alliance!
His Majesty Cohen will return to the Holy Capital in the near future, which means that this plan has come to an end. His Majesty the Emperor is just here to check and accept the results. In other words, it is impossible to destroy this plan now... The only possibility of success is
The countermeasure is for one's own empire to progress along with the Sibia Empire. In other words, each country must be informed of Sibia's entire plan.
To put it more clearly, they wanted to steal Sibia's plan and a complete set of information - no expense was spared. But after counting the cash in their pockets, the envoys discovered that the money was too little, so they sent their men flying back to the country to collect the money. But this
Funds cannot be gathered in Sibia to arouse suspicion, so they can only be collected in the Bansai Empire. Everyone's expenses in Sibia are advanced by the wealthy Bansai envoy.
After the money problem was solved, the envoys discussed the most critical step of the plan - how to steal?
During the civil strife in Sbia, especially after Cohen Keda took over the Holy City, large-scale purges occurred every three days. In the end, the intelligence personnel lurking in the Holy City from various countries were greatly affected, so that
The messengers can now command only one-third of the original intelligence personnel. The others were either found out and had their heads chopped off, or they lost contact because of missing links.
Even if the envoys gathered their intelligence personnel for this unprecedented operation, their strength is still weak. And among them, there is a special lack of channels that can penetrate into the key departments, or there may be, but they cannot be contacted. The envoys
I searched hard for three days, but found nothing.
Seeing that the date for His Majesty Cohen's return to the Holy Capital was approaching, in addition to being anxious, the envoys were also a little discouraged. In the regular meetings held every day, the lively discussions of the previous days were completely gone, replaced by a dull atmosphere. This was also the reason why Bansai
What the messenger least wants to see - if this operation fails, all his efforts will be in vain.
"Don't be anxious, everyone! Although we are encountering some difficulties at the moment, things will always turn around." At the party, the Bansai envoy could only hide his true anxious mood: "The Sibiya Empire's plan did not happen overnight.
It can be achieved, as long as we are fully prepared during this period, success will definitely belong to us."
"How can it be so simple?" Messenger Yunlu replied angrily: "We don't even know what this plan is."
"Yes! Success is easier said than done." The dejected envoy Riva took over: "Don't talk about the details and content of the plan. It's not even clear whether the plan is about military affairs or people's livelihood. Please let me ask, what is our goal?
Where is the thing we want to get? Who can guarantee that our efforts will not be in vain?"
"Your Excellency, your words are a bit paranoid." Envoy Gallo, who was sitting in the corner, interrupted: "We have all felt pressure in the Holy City these days! Don't you believe your own feelings?"
"We didn't participate in some idiot's plan to assassinate His Majesty Cohen, so we don't feel any pressure." Envoy Riva snorted coldly, and stabbed Envoy Gallo in the face without hesitation: "Even if we felt it in the Holy City,
What, but am I just using my feelings as an excuse to deceive His Majesty the Emperor of our country? I can’t do such a thing!"
"Am I capable of such a thing?" Envoy Garo had usually been fed up with other people's glares. Now that he was exposed, he felt a little embarrassed and retorted in a very aggrieved manner: "Do you still look down on our country?"
"I don't look down on Gallo, but I look down on some people in Gallo." The person arguing with him was an old man, and of course he would not leave any excuse in his words: "For example, those guys who intend to assassinate His Majesty Cohen, aren't they idiots?
!"
The envoys from various countries are all relatives of the emperor. They have long been accustomed to being domineering on weekdays. At this moment, they were upset again. When they started arguing, it seemed a bit endless. The envoy from Bansai who was in charge was a little unable to persuade him. In the end, he still
Bota's emissary Severik Lando helped persuade and finally suppressed the situation.
"Everyone, please calm down. We are cooperating! We must put the overall situation first." Ambassador Bansai repeated what he had said countless times with "serious words and sincere words": "If something is beneficial to all countries, please be more tolerant!"
His words obviously carried little weight, and some envoys even thought to themselves: How great would it be if Prince Carl Ulysses of the Tansi Empire was in charge this time? Not to mention that the former commander-in-chief of the coalition forces was full of clever ideas, at least the prince
His Highness has no nonsense. But now it’s better to squeeze others out and a lot of people of your own will be troubled here...
"By the way, I wonder if Ambassador Tansi's illness has recovered?" Seeing that no one else spoke, Severik Lando had to break the silence with a question: "When we have reached this stage, we should also invite Tansi.
The envoy has joined. If it takes too long, I'm worried that someone will go to the temple to spread rumors. If everyone says that we deliberately abandoned the Tansi Empire to form a small group, we will be in trouble."
"It's not that I don't want the Tansi Empire to join, but that Prince Carl Ulysses is too sick." The Bansai envoy replied angrily: "I looked for him no less than five times, but he couldn't excuse his illness.
Come on, I haven’t even seen his face.”
"If you don't object, how about I go and talk to him? I don't have any merits, except that I'm not afraid of rejection. Besides, I have some personal relations with His Highness the Prince." Severik Lando said with a smile: "Even so.
His Royal Highness the Prince does not want to see me, so we have always done our best to avoid anyone gossiping about us behind our backs in the future."
"Okay! The Tanxi envoy is not in the post house. Please go ask his adjutant for your hard work." The matter has not progressed for many days. The Bansai envoy has no excuse to refuse to allow the Tanxi Empire to participate, so he can only nod and say: "
We hope you bring back good news."
In fact, as long as there was even a little bit of a way, he didn't want the Tansi Empire to get involved.
Just as Messenger Bansai was thinking wildly, his deputy knocked on the door, hurried to his master's side, and whispered something in his ear.
"His Majesty Cohen will return to the city tomorrow? Is this true?"
The Bansai envoy looked at his deputy with some surprise. The deputy nodded heavily and replied: "Yes, Lieutenant General Carlos, the chief of staff, and another general have entered the city just now and went directly to the palace. We are absolutely
That’s right.”
This news was so surprising that everyone in the room looked panicked and stood up involuntarily. Although they all had the courage to carry out some conspiracy behind the emperor's back, they could not face it calmly while carrying out the conspiracy.
His Majesty Cohen is an unknown number. Because His Majesty Cohen's background is so big that it can make them timid - if the matter is leaked, the emperor will not go to great lengths to expel them, he will directly behead them all.
head!
"Don't panic, everyone. His Majesty Cohen's return to the Holy Capital is an opportunity." After all, he is an old nobleman who has reached middle age. Envoy Bansai secretly weighed the situation in front of him and already had a countermeasure in his mind: "We have not been clear about this for a long time.
Bea's plan, and among the people who came back with His Majesty Cohen, there are a lot of people who know the plan, as long as we catch one...hehe."
"Yes! This is an opportunity!" Severik Lando slapped his thigh and loudly encouraged the situation. He was the actual advocate of this matter, and he was also the most anxious person. Of course, he didn't want to see anyone
The thought of quitting came up. The two of them sang together, and with the Gallo messenger raising his hands and feet behind him, the mood of the messengers finally stabilized.
"There is not much time left for us now. Whether your empire can stand in the Divine Alliance depends on how well we do in the past two days." Strike while the iron is hot, and the Bansai envoy glanced at everyone in the field with a firm gaze.
He began to assign tasks: "Your Excellency Severk Lando, I leave it to you to join the Tansi Empire. Please help us bring him in. Even if we can't win this weird-tempered prince, we still have the idea.
Ask him to come up with one."
"Please rest assured, I will definitely try my best." Severik Lando looked back at the Bansai envoy with the same firm eyes, and then the conversation changed: "But what if he makes conditions? Can I agree to him?
?”
"Now at this critical moment, he will not offer excessive conditions." The Bansai envoy snorted coldly: "This prince can hide it from others, but he cannot hide it from me... The Tansi Empire is famous for its military in the world, so what worries me most is
He should be the one who killed Sibia! Envoy Tansi is just retreating in order to force us to submit. You just need to spend a few more rounds with him."
"Okay, I'll do it right away." As soon as he finished speaking, Severk Lando ran out.
"Then the rest of you, we will work separately. We must lay the line and connect it tonight." The voice of the Bansai envoy lowered: "If we don't achieve anything tonight, we will have to step from behind the scenes to the front... So, please
Everyone, please work hard!"
"Please work hard!" In a low voice, the envoys drank the red wine in front of them and began to take action.
Just as the envoys were cheering each other on, His Majesty Emperor Cohen Keda, who had returned to the city in a low-key manner, strode into his imperial study with a few entourage.
"Has anything happened in the past few days?" His Majesty Cohen took off his robe and handed it to the approaching clerk. He also gestured to the generals to take off their dusty coats: "In the court? In the palace?
At home?"
"Back to Your Majesty, everything is normal. Nothing major happened in the court. The palace is very peaceful. Everything in your Majesty's family is going well. However..." The secretary smiled at the emperor who had not seen him for many days: "I need your signature.
The documents piled up like a mountain.”
"I'm still wondering about your smile! It turns out you want to drag me to sign and seal it." His Majesty Cohen grabbed the water glass, held his head high and took a sip: "Let me tell you, I have just returned to the palace after a long journey, so I am not in the mood to care about beans.
Every little thing.”
"Understood, I will bring the documents to His Majesty tomorrow for his review." The clerk was just doing his duty and reminding the Emperor. In fact, those government affairs were not urgent: "Your Majesty seems to be in a very high mood. What happy thing has happened to him?
?"
"You say I'm in a good mood, how can you tell?" Cohen said with a straight face and sat behind his desk.
"It's very simple! If your majesty is in a bad mood, why would you come to the study?" The secretary shrugged and replied calmly: "Besides, your father has reminded your majesty many times to call yourself 'I', but your majesty has never refused.
I did this, but I was called twice in a row just now."
"You are very careful, and combined with other advantages, you are really a perfect person." His Majesty Cohen spoke in a very serious manner, but in the end, a smile escaped from the corner of his mouth: "If you were more gentle, the custody would be better
Marry into a good family."
As soon as His Majesty the Emperor's words came out, not only did the generals burst into laughter, but even Bai Ying, who was packing his luggage at the side, couldn't hold back.
"Your Majesty the Emperor." The secretary said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "I am a man, and an adult man."
"Are you an adult? Why didn't anyone tell me? Okay! I will arrange a program for adult men in the next few days. Are you satisfied?" Seeing that the joke was almost over, His Majesty Cohen also put away his joking expression:
"You go and inform my father and several imperial concubines, and ask them to come here. The news of our return to the palace tonight must be kept secret."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will do it right away." The secretary walked out.
Bai Ying packed up his things, walked over and opened the curtains, and then winked at Cohen who was stretching.
"Okay, okay! You guys, go to the secretary's office and have something to drink. I need to be quiet for a few minutes." His Majesty Cohen pushed the general staff officer and others out of the room, and closed the door. Several guys were driven into the corridor.
, are all confused.
"What do you want, boss?" Lieutenant General Moya scratched his head in confusion: "It's true that we want to be quiet, but we don't make any noise."
"Maybe it's the kind of thing that you don't want us to know." Major General Mafa looked mysterious and lowered his voice deliberately: "Think about it, everyone, we are not here, there is only one man and one woman in the room..."
"You feel uncomfortable!" Lieutenant General Haiert slapped Major General Mafa on the head: "Is the boss that kind of person?"
"I'm just speculating." Mafa defended with a crooked mouth: "Besides, the emperor owns the entire empire, let alone a maid?"
"I really hope Bai Ying hears what you said. In that case, you will understand the power of the 'maid'." The general staff officer expressed his opinion with a deep expression: "If the boss wants to do something, do it on the road.
Is that right? How could such a cautious boss do such a thing in the palace? If the four princesses get angry, who will do half of the things in the palace?"
"Then why did the boss close the door?" Mafa was still unconvinced and looked like she was arguing: "If it is an ordinary matter, is there any need to drive us out?"
"Stop your dirty thoughts, do you think the boss will be as lustful as you?" Unfortunately, Geert is not a very reasonable person, so Mafa was hit on the head again: "Let's go to the secretary's office to drink and celebrate first.
I'll have something to do when Uncle Weisu comes."
"Who is so lustful?" A soft voice interrupted: "Is it you? Mafa?"
"Good evening, Princess." Mafa turned around and replied with a smile: "Princess, please help me make the decision. Haiert didn't say anything about stealing my girlfriend from me, and spread rumors that I am a lecherous guy..."
His Majesty Cohen closed the door and walked straight through a short corridor to the library next to it.
In the library where only a few magic lamps were lit, there was not enough light. This was not because there were not enough lamps, but because the person who lit the lamp was not tall enough and could not successfully light a lamp that was too tall. And at this moment, the person who lit the lamp was not tall enough.
He was burying his head in a pile of books and was so focused that he didn't even notice His Majesty the Emperor entering the room.
Cohen glanced at Bai Ying, shook his head and walked up. Bai Ying stretched out his hand and lit up the remaining magic lamps in the room. The sudden increase in light finally made the reader look away from the book, slightly confused.
As soon as his eyes touched Cohen, he immediately became complicated. He suddenly stood up against the wall, and the book in his hand fell to his feet with a "pop".
This person is Yarsad Saran, and his identity allows him to freely enter and exit the imperial study. When the complaint failed, he learned to pass the boring days by reading. This is a library that Cohen has never entered.
The room has almost become his own little world.
"Yarsad." Cohen stood in front of him, stretched out his left hand, and said softly: "Give me the book."
Yarsad picked up the book from the ground and handed it to Cohen with an expressionless face. This child did not know what attitude he should take towards His Majesty Cohen... The twelve-year-old Yarsad could not understand what was standing in front of him.
This man took him in and gave him the best things, but he refused to avenge himself. Yarsad could not forgive an emperor who had the ability to avenge his family but did not do it, but he was kind-hearted and could not forgive him.
Count Cohen among the enemies.
"Revenge of a Marginal Noble, you are very persistent. This is a made-up novel, and it also contains too many obscene plots that are not suitable for you to read." Cohen looked at the book in his hand and tore it in half.
: "As the heir of the Salan family, you cannot dirty your eyes with these dirty words."
It would be fine if he didn't mention this, but when he mentioned revenge, tears welled up in Yarsad's eyes.
"Crying? Can you be more ambitious? Your father's soul has not rested yet!" Cohen was so angry that he yelled and then regained his composure. He touched Yarsad's head with his hand and said: "
I'll choose one for you. You and this sister go to the outside room and wait for me."
Yersad stubbornly turned away his head and walked straight to the outside room. Cohen looked at the books in the room and felt that he was powerless in this matter and felt very irritable.
"Do you know? My husband." Princess Feilin appeared next to Cohen, her white fingers sliding over the rows of book spines: "They are speculating outside that you are so lecherous that you drove them away with the intention of being inhumane to a certain lady.
present."
"How did you make it?" Cohen smiled slightly and moved his head closer: "It has a very light and elegant fragrance."
"I invited them to drink good red wine and promised to introduce them to beautiful and dignified ladies." Princess Feilin also smiled: "I hope this can cover their mouths."
"I have a good idea. I'll cover their mouths, and you can help me deal with Yarsad." Cohen took Princess Feline's hand: "After we complete the task, we can take the time to find a place to exchange our experiences.
, experience.”
"Why should I go?"
"Because I can't." Cohen replied with a wry smile: "I can't help but throw him out the window."
Princess Feline walked out with a book and found Yarsad standing in the most lonely corner, with his face facing the wall.
Sitting on the sofa in the middle of the room, Feilin said in an irresistible tone: "Come here and sit across from me."
Although Yarsad had no other emotions in his heart except hatred at this time, he was still a child after all, and it was impossible for him to hate Princess Feilin. Moreover, the princess had been very kind to him since he came to the palace.
, just as concerned about his life and study as his dead mother.
"Both my husband and I feel guilty about your matter. Although my husband is an emperor, he is more of a mortal. He has many things that he must do. He cannot always notice you. He can only find time to talk to you occasionally.
You talk, and most of the time, I pay attention to you." Princess Feilin stroked the cover of the book and no longer looked at Yarsad sitting opposite: "Are you hurt? Yes.
.Do I pity you? No. Why? Because there are children everywhere who have suffered worse than you."
Yersad looked at the princess silently, without even blinking. He didn't understand why the princess, who was so gentle before, changed tonight.
"Anyone will encounter disaster, no matter what his status is." Princess Feline sighed: "Yarsad, since you arrived here, we all hope that you can get out of the shadows as soon as possible, but your
What about performance? What would a person obsessed with a tragic past do? Why don't you face the future in a different way?"
"You can hate the whole world, including me. This is your right. I will not deprive you of this last right. Similarly, you can also face the world with other emotions. But no matter what you do, I
This is not only the responsibility of a parent, but also what I want to do." After saying this, Princess Feilin opened the book: "Today I will tell you the past of a heroic family - the history of the Salan family.
.”
Tears appeared again, swirling in his eyes. Yarsad held his head high and gritted his teeth to prevent the tears from flowing out.
"You can choose not to listen, I will let you leave and wish you a good night." Princess Feilin raised her hair: "But if you choose not to listen, it is because you feel that we did not help you get revenge...
…All I can say is, I really hope you are not a descendant of the Salan family.”
"I listen." After a moment of silence, Yarsad replied in a hoarse voice.
"Okay." Felin said calmly, "Let's get started."
His Majesty Cohen stood behind a door with a wine glass in his hand, quietly watching his wife tame this difficult child. When Prince Vesuvius and others entered the room, Princess Feline was explaining the third one.