Before lunch the next day, the anxious envoys met with His Majesty Cohen Keda and explained the matters accumulated in the past few days. Most of them were such as the list of aid supplies and the shipment schedule. However,
These are all excuses. They just want to see His Majesty Cohen's reaction. If there is any major progress in that matter, they should be able to find some clues about Cohen.
They met a personable Majesty. Although he did not show too much in his expression, the envoys could see that His Majesty Cohen was in high spirits. During the conversation, His Majesty showed an unprecedented good attitude from the heart.
.Not only is he patient and meticulous, but he also has the leisure to joke with them.
In the eyes of most envoys, every smile of His Majesty Cohen is like a sharp and cold blade. This blade is wrapped in His Majesty's rare and elegant tone, gently, slowly, and pulling back and forth on their hearts.
.Not only does it make people feel heartbroken, but it also makes people feel cold.
Severk Lando, the envoy of the Pota Empire, is still sitting together with Carl Ulysses, the envoy of the Tansi Empire. Among all the envoys, only the two of them have the most relaxed and natural expressions, and they have the most conversations with His Majesty Cohen.
Most of the time, the other messengers didn't speak much at all, only putting a polite smile on their faces.
"What's wrong with everyone today? I was feeling a little uncomfortable a few days ago, and it's your turn to feel uncomfortable today?" His Majesty Cohen closed the documents on the table with a "pop" sound, raised his head and looked at the envoys, with a look on his face.
His expression was the most standard of non-seriousness: "That's not right! How can you rush to get together when you are sick? You must be dissatisfied with me, right?"
"Reporting to His Majesty the Emperor, how can we be dissatisfied with you? There is no reason!" The envoy from Bansai gave him a smile first, and then explained: "Your Majesty has not summoned us in the past few days, and things have been backlogged. Without your Majesty's knowledge,
If we are willing, we have to consider all aspects when dealing with everything, so... as we get older, staying up late becomes more difficult."
"Is everyone like this?" His Majesty Cohen's eyes swept over everyone's face, pure to the extreme.
"Yes, yes, that is indeed the case." The envoys nodded in reply and followed the reasons given by the Bansai envoy.
"That's it! I didn't consider this matter. I'm used to the military life, but I forgot the habits of the nobility." His Majesty Cohen smiled apologetically and tapped his fingers on the table: "Then, let me think of a way to relieve everyone's fatigue.
alright."
As soon as His Majesty Cohen said these words, everyone had different reactions. Prince Carl Ulysses watched with interest, Severik Lando looked expectant, and the expressions of other envoys were more or less...
A little confused.
"That's good. Since the coronation ceremony, there has been relatively little entertainment in the Holy City. In the past, I was busy with government affairs and was not in the mood. Now that most things are finally on track, it is time for the royal family to come forward to have some fun." Cohen closed his eyes and thought for a moment.
His Majesty made his own suggestion: "Tonight, I will hold a dance for you in my name, and I invite you to participate."
"Tonight?" Severik Lando replied: "Your Majesty, don't you think time is a bit tight?"
"Are you pressed for time? There are still several hours between now and dinner. In this time, let alone preparing for the ball, I can lead troops to fight on Hell Island." His Majesty Cohen laughed, turned to the chief chamberlain: "Instructions
Go down, the place is in the small flower hall of the harem."
"Your Majesty is so heroic." Prince Carl Ulysses couldn't hold back and laughed out loud: "I haven't heard such words for a long time."
"Why are you still so serious after we've talked about the business? As long as everyone is happy." Cohen stood up: "Everyone, go back and get ready! I will invite many guests, and those of you who feel that your wife is not enough, you'd better dress up elegantly, maybe you can be here
Sibia is embarking on a unique love affair! There are many noble ladies in the Holy City."
"Your Majesty the Emperor, I have a question." When everyone stood up, Severk Lando spoke: "There will be many beautiful ladies at the ball, right? They are the ones without engagements."
"There should be." His Majesty Cohen took two steps forward: "What do you want to know?"
"Well...among these ladies, is there any one that His Majesty the Emperor likes? No, I should say this, is there anyone whose Majesty the Emperor doesn't like her being pursued by others?" Severik Lando was actually embarrassed: "
If that’s the case, how can we possibly pursue success?”
"This is easy to solve. I will let these ladies wear a silk scarf on their wrists." Cohen patted Sevek Lando on the shoulder and said with a smirk: "But you have to promise me not to dress too fancy.
"
After sending away the envoys, His Majesty Cohen went to the harem, leaving all the arrangements for the ball to Lucy, and then went to Princess Wensley's room, planning to sneak away to sleep after seeing Princess Qinlun - midnight last night
After returning to the palace, he was entangled in various things and had not had time to see Qin Lun.
Humming a weird little tune, His Majesty Cohen walked into the courtyard. The imperial concubines were all working in the council building, and there were only two or three maids inside and outside the courtyard. But at this time, Cohen heard a soft singing voice coming from upstairs, which was familiar to him.
The voice was sung by someone he knew well.
"How is it? It's very good!" Walking up the stairs, Cohen poked the crow standing at the corner with his hand: "Mr. Freo, if I knew you would be fascinated by the song, I would definitely pick her up earlier."
The crow, who was standing with his sword in hand, didn't even open his eyes. He only retorted in his usual cold tone: "I don't think I'm obsessed."
"Really?" Cohen chuckled: "Then please explain, why are you standing here like a pillar?"
"Don't you see?" Crow opened his eyes: "I'm sleeping."
"I'm really dissatisfied with you." Cohen walked past the crow, turned around and said, "Come up with me."
Crow remained silent and followed Cohen's footsteps.
After returning to the post house, the envoys from various countries fell into a new round of confusion. The Bansai envoy quickly held an emergency meeting to discuss countermeasures with everyone. Who knew that as soon as he sat down, he heard some not-so-good news - and most people
Thinking differently, the Tansi envoys refused to join the operation with a very positive attitude, and did not agree to their request to "get an idea".
"What a stingy guy!" Backfired, the Bansai envoy was so angry that he slapped his palm on the table: "Short-sighted, completely disregarding the overall situation! Are we just doing it for ourselves? After the incident is completed, Tanxi will also have a lot of benefits!"
"We'll talk about Tansi later. The key now is what should we do?" Messenger Riva said in a sullen voice: "If there is no breakthrough in the near future, I have no reason to persist. If something goes wrong, I can't explain it."
."
As soon as Ambassador Riva opened his mouth, most of the envoys agreed with his opinion. This is actually very simple. His Majesty Cohen is too famous. As soon as he comes back, those who want to engage in seven twists and threes must first weigh their own weight. Think about it.
When he thought about the mission entrusted by the empire and his life, the balance in his mind naturally shifted... In short, the Bansai envoy felt great pressure.
"Don't worry, I won't let everyone risk it in vain." Seeing that the situation is unfavorable, the Bansai envoy could only worry in his heart: "But things have come to this point. It would be a pity to give up. If you continue to persist..."
"Sir, sir." The deputy, sweating profusely, appeared at the door: "I have something urgent to report."
"What are you doing in such a hurry?" The Bansai envoy was worried. He vented his anger on his deputy and reprimanded him in a low voice: "You dog slave, you don't have any rules at all!"
"Sir, this is good news..." The deputy nodded and bent closer, whispering a few words to the Bansai envoy. The Bansai envoy's expression completed a series of changes in a short period of time, from suspicion to surprise, from solemnity to relief, and finally settled.
On a smile.
"Everyone, I have something urgent to go out for." After pondering for a moment, the Bansai envoy stood up and said, "Everyone, prepare to attend the dance first. I will definitely come back before then... Just wait for my good news!"
After he finished speaking, he hurriedly walked out with his deputy, leaving a bunch of people staring in the room.
His Majesty the Emperor's order to hold a ball was sent to Sister Lucy, the chamberlain of the palace. She only summoned a few of her subordinates and gave a few instructions in an orderly manner, and the people in the palace got busy for the ball. Immediately afterwards, an order was issued in the name of His Majesty Cohen.
Hundreds of invitations were sent to the main officials of various ministries and noble families, spreading the chaos to the entire Holy Capital.
In every empire, there are usually one or two palace dances every month, and only after the royal dance can dances be held in the homes of ministers, and the cycle goes back and forth to form a process of singing and dancing. This kind of lively scene is the symbol of the empire.
One of the signs of prosperity is also an indispensable part of the life of noble officials. Dances are not just for fun in their eyes.
This was the first ball held by His Majesty Cohen after he ascended the throne, and no one dared to neglect it. So after lunch, the streets in the Holy City dedicated to serving dignitaries were full of carriages, and servants from various families were going back and forth on the streets.
Running around, buying jewelry for the master, modifying clothes, buying perfume...
Of all the people, the most excited ones are of course the noble ladies. Since the beginning of the war, there has not been a decent ball in the Holy City, let alone a palace ball hosted by the royal family. If you are lucky, you should be able to meet His Majesty the Emperor.
Let’s talk about it, shall we? According to various legends, this young emperor seems to be a very interesting person.
There is also a sentence at the end of the invitation, asking those ladies who want to remain single to wrap a silk scarf around their right wrist for easy identification. However, under the subtle psychological influence of the noble ladies, the blue silk scarf in the Holy Capital City is out of stock... Why
Just blue? Because there is a rumor that spreads from nowhere that His Majesty Cohen’s favorite color is blue.
Senior military officers stationed near the Holy Capital also received the invitation. Of course, only those with brigadier general and above would be eligible. Along with the invitation, a set of luxurious and exquisite formal attire was delivered to them, which was prepared by the imperial concubine for the generals.
Gift.
At dinner time, the disguised envoy from Bansai returned to the city. But he did not go to the inn. Instead, he had other envoys quietly called out and met at a secret place. The envoys from the six countries were already waiting and were distracted.
I rushed over immediately after receiving the news.
"No! Let's meet here!" When they arrived at the end of the field, Severic Lando screamed strangely as soon as he stepped into the cellar: "It's a pity that the new perfume I bought and the outfit I carefully prepared are all ruined now."
"What's perfume?" The envoy from Bansai, who had been waiting for a long time, saw that everyone had arrived. He motioned to his followers to close the door, and then carefully took out a small bag from his arms: "Look at this, I bought it for three hundred thousand gold coins.
."
"What the hell? It's as big as a small city?" Upon hearing this, the envoys immediately rushed over.
"A crystal ball." Messenger Bansai took out the contents of the bag and placed them solemnly on the small table in front of him: "The video record of His Majesty Cohen's trip. With this thing, everything will be clear."
"Wait a minute!" Severik Lando stopped the Bensai envoy who was eager to wake up the crystal ball: "This thing is not cheap, but what if it only records His Majesty Cohen's eating, drinking, and playing with women? In that case, we
I won’t pay.”
"It would be nice to see His Majesty Cohen playing with women!" Someone whispered: "Not only can you broaden your horizons, but you can also make him stink."
"I'm afraid that in the end, nothing will happen to His Majesty Cohen, but some people will fall into the mud and become smelly." Severk Lando sneered and started sarcastically without looking back. This is why a small group has no backbone.
The disadvantage is that no one is convinced by anyone, and anyone can stalk and fight with others.
"Your argument ends here." Messenger Bansai put his hand on the crystal ball and emphasized the tone of his words: "If it is anything that has nothing to do with the overall situation, I will pay for the money alone; if it is very important,
You can just watch and take care of the matter. If anyone is dissatisfied with how I handle it, you can leave now. I will never force you to stay."
Messenger Bansai's words showed strong self-confidence, and the crystal ball that could explain all questions was on the table. None of the messengers were willing to leave. After they nodded in agreement, Messenger Bansai let go.
Smile and start using magic.
First there was a burst of noisy sounds, and then there was a burst of rising fog.
Obviously, the maker of this crystal ball does not have very high magical attainments.
"Where did you buy this crystal ball?" While waiting, the envoy from the Omatu Empire asked softly.
"The source is absolutely reliable. It was provided by a senior intelligence officer of our country who is lurking in the Holy Capital. He became one of the many entourage of His Majesty Cohen a few years ago. This time he followed Majesty Cohen to a certain place and clearly experienced the entire process.
." The Bansai envoy sighed: "But the contact person in the middle is broken, so I can only sell this old face and take the risk to contact him."
"That's it." Messenger Omatu nodded: "I admire you for being willing to take such a risk for this matter."
Amidst the compliments of the envoys, the envoy from Bansai sneered in his heart and secretly scolded the eighteen generations of ancestors of the envoys present... If these people cooperated more, if there were other ways, he would have risked beheading.
Are you going to do this kind of thing? Now a word of admiration is enough. They are really a bunch of heartless people.
The fog above the crystal ball gradually faded, and an image appeared, but this image was only a narrow rectangle, revealing distant scenery.
"Was it recorded in a very far place?" Someone asked: "It seems that the magician who recorded it was hiding in a cave."
"Of course, there are highly accomplished elf magicians around His Majesty Cohen. If you get close, you will definitely be discovered." Envoy Bansai explained: "This is a secret training base, consisting of a series of smaller training grounds.
It is used by Sibia's elite army and is just two days away from the Holy Capital. No one can enter without special permission."
As time goes by, the scenery becomes clearer.
"Isn't this a city?" Someone whispered: "It's a real city!"
This is a city, a city surrounded by mountains. The towering city walls stand tall. According to the reference of other scenery, the height is half of the city wall of the Holy Capital. It is exactly the standard height of important cities on the mainland. The walls on the city wall
The defense facilities are all in place. There is a city gate drawbridge under the front wall, and the moat is up to standard. Everything is so complete. There is even a magic shield that emits soft white light over the city!
"No way? This is the training ground of the Sibia Empire?"
Envoy Bansai explained: "Of course it is a training ground, there is no doubt about it. Because in the past intelligence, the Sibia Empire has never had such a city."
As if in response to his words, the angle of the scene in the mist slowly changed, giving a panoramic view of the training ground. In the other direction, about five miles away from the city wall, there was a stretch of military camps. One of the high platforms
There are about a dozen small black dots, and a huge flag identifying His Majesty Cohen is flying above them.
A well-armed army was arrayed under the city wall in the distance. Their arrangement had a strong demon alliance style, which was the kind of formation that was conducive to impact and exerted great destructive power.
"This is... not going to be practiced with real troops, right?" a messenger asked.
"Of course they are not real people. Didn't you see that they are all still?" It seemed that the Bansai envoy had already known the outcome of this drill. He smiled bitterly: "Those are dummies, and they are also on the city wall.
Dummies, but those instruments are real, and there are only a few magicians in the city to maintain the magic barrier."
After some noise, a voice slowly came from the crystal ball.
"His Majesty the Emperor ordered - Black Mist Storm drill begins!"
Bursts of rapid drumbeats sounded, and a troop of Rangers dispersed and galloped in all directions. One of them rushed straight to the crystal ball recording point. The scenery in the mist flashed several times, and in the surprise of the envoys
Amidst the sound, the Rangers rushed past the recording point and almost stepped on it. (To be continued)