The first round of negotiations between the Dark Demon Tribe and the Sibia Royal Family is underway.
The audience representatives from all parties plus assistants plus recorders and messengers were a huge number of people. There was simply no room for these people beside the venue, even if they stood in the space around the venue. The Duke could only move them
They were arranged to "attend" in an open-air square outside, and then the negotiation process was copied. Duke Hepburn had originally adopted the attitude of treating everyone equally, but he never thought that a representative would need at least three tables, so he still had to arrange some people in the square.
Take a seat at the edge.
He was busy until just before the negotiations started, and then the Duke entered his seat in the venue. Unlike the crowded square, there were only less than thirty people sitting in the huge venue. In this relaxed environment, he
I was relieved - the venue was arranged in an oval shape, with almost no extra decorations, and looked solemn and solemn. Each side occupied half of the seats. The small round table in the middle was where the chief representatives of both sides and three assistants sat, but these seats were not the most conspicuous.
, what stands out is the mountain of code books next to it.
Because the Duke was extremely busy, the responsibility of announcing the official start of the negotiations fell on Prince Ulysses. In fact, the prince's qualifications and identity were also the most suitable to be the master of ceremonies.
"On this day that is destined to be remembered in history, in front of all the gentlemen, and entrusted by the Southern Treaty Business Group, I would like to announce that the negotiations between the Dark Demon Tribe and the Sbia Empire have now officially begun!" The prince looked around at the low-level representatives and representatives from both sides of the negotiation.
Several representatives who participated in the audience, with their gray hair and rich tone, made his body exude a sense of vicissitudes and heaviness: "Representatives of the Dark Demon Clan and the Sibia Royal Family are invited to enter..."
Following the prince's words, two opposite doors opened, and important representatives from both sides filed in. The first ones were naturally the two most magnificent women - the Demon Clan Princess Hermine Isabant and the First Sbia.
Princess Feline Rona! The smile on the former's face is full of supreme confidence, and her warm gaze is always one step higher than the people present; while the latter's smile does not have many incidental elements, it seems quite sincere, and her eyes are clear.
Flashing like water, but always keeping a straight gaze.
The several members of the demon tribe behind the eldest princess all had expressionless faces; behind the imperial concubine were several academic internal affairs officers such as Prince Weisu, who were dressed elegantly and behaved in a modest and courteous manner as diplomats...
...But this is obviously an illusion. Anyone who knows the inside story knows that Prince Visu's character is actually not much higher than that of his son. A typical example is that during the Sbia Civil War, this prince persuaded many nobles to join him. Until now, these
Almost half of the nobles are dead...
While the audience was holding their breath but distracted, the two mainstays of the negotiation had already reached a point.
"Nice to meet you, First Imperial Concubine." Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess of the Demon Clan, showed the breadth and tolerance unique to her superior clan. She extended her hand to the imperial concubine without saying any greetings.
"Nice to meet you, Your Highness the Princess."
While speaking honorifics, Princess Sibia only gave a flat salute. The good-hearted people could not help but speculate in their hearts that maybe after the negotiation was over, she would even omit the honorifics? But these people did not notice.
, the imperial concubine took the opportunity to salute and took her hand away without leaving any trace, letting the eldest princess's clutches escape. However, Her Highness was obviously prepared. She turned her wrist and said "please take a seat."
gesture.
Just looking at the pace and demeanor of the two highnesses walking toward each other, Duke Hepburn felt a little uneasy. When he saw this, he became even more pessimistic about today's negotiations. The momentum of these two people today is not ordinary. The eldest princess is
Needless to say, every gesture of the princess was filled with implicit self-esteem, and even the few stray hairs on the back of her head were dancing with a different kind of pride.
While the eldest princess and the imperial concubine were chatting politely, the only guard captain under the duke who could enter the venue came to him quietly and handed a piece of information to the duke.
Glancing at the code name on the intelligence, the Duke didn't care to listen to what the two chief representatives were saying. He took two steps back and looked sideways. Although it was an extremely formal occasion, as the reading progressed, the Duke's handsome face
There was still a trace of doubt... Almost at the same time, Prince Ulysses' adjutant also came to the prince with a piece of information. After reading it, the prince silently looked around at the negotiators in the venue, and his face seemed to be darker.
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No one noticed the changes in the faces of the two business group leaders, because everyone's attention was on the eldest princess and the imperial concubine - in this short period of time, the two of them had fully demonstrated their unparalleled power.
.It has to be said that the beauty that women can have is perfectly laid out on them. In this situation, appearance and figure cannot be the absolute factor. What is more important is elegant manners, noble status, and the combination of these beauties.
The way it emanates.
The people who are qualified to be present are supposed to have self-control, but at this moment, they all have expressions that are either intoxicated or amazed, and they are deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate themselves... The Demon Clan Princess will not say it, but Emperor Feilin
When did the concubine possess such charm?
Compared with the eldest princess who dominates the audience with her beauty, the princess's beauty is innocent and kind. However, under the dazzling light of Her Highness the eldest princess, her beauty has not dimmed, let alone withered, but appears to be full of vitality.
But their beauty did not hinder their sharp attitudes. After they sat down, the expressions of the representatives gradually returned to the level where "they can take care of themselves"... Maybe this was the fault of the negotiation itself, because
The first project on the table was the life-threatening division of the Sbia Empire.
"... We plan to use the current actual control area, and also require the Divine Alliance and Demon Alliance to cede adjacent lands of no less than five provinces. Such an area can barely support an alliance..." The imperial concubine faced
While chatting with a smile, the assistant next to him promptly handed over the map for those present to view.
"Sibiya already controls a lot of places. The land is fertile and the people are prosperous. If it is divided like this, the Sibiya Alliance will almost control the wealth and resources of the entire continent..." Her Royal Highness the Princess glanced at the map:
"Otherwise, I will make the decision to allocate these two pieces of land to you, but Sibia will return the dividing line between gods and demons..."
"Your Highness is joking. The dividing line between gods and demons has never existed... Your Highness is talking about this long and narrow place? Is this different from tearing apart Sbia?"
At the beginning, it was just a confrontation between the eldest princess and the imperial concubine, but as time went by, other people joined in, and various different styles of words sounded one after another, and the cover was slowly peeled off, turning into a naked competition for interests.
"The superiors came with their wishes for Sibia, but this does not mean that the superiors will let the Demon Alliance and the Divine Alliance cut another piece of meat for Sibia, the wolf..."
You are sarcastic, I quote from the classics: "I think my emperor will be very happy to hear your praise, but geopolitical relations are related to the political structure. If no changes are made, both parties will be in an unstable situation..."
"Sibiya itself is an empire. Splitting first and then forming an alliance is a gift from the superior clan. This is a supreme honor. If you don't know how to advance or retreat, you will open your mouth to the land of five or six provinces. Is it reasonable? Reasonable? More importantly.
Where do you belong to? Could it be that Sibia’s great deeds were forged by other people’s blood and tears?”
You are arrogant, but I am moved by my emotion: "Whether it is based on the legal records circulating today or popular customs among the people, it is reasonable for the party being enfeoffed to make such a request, especially in a situation that does not harm both parties.
Under the circumstances..."
"Are you threatening this? Sibia needs to be aware of current affairs!"
"Although change will bring pain, my emperor is fighting for the power he deserves!"
The Demon Chief Princess and Princess Sbia did not participate in these useless arguments. The two Highnesses smiled sweetly and looked at each other from time to time, looking so leisurely and contented. Only someone under their command would bring the argument into conflict.
Just a moment ago, one of them would say a word or two, bringing the topic back to the negotiation itself.
Yes, this negotiation is indeed a manifestation of the will of the superior clan, but not everyone can accept this fait accompli. The members who make up the negotiation team of the superior clan have a natural hatred for human beings. The two highnesses do not directly stop it.
Arguing may be just to let these people vent their anger through this channel.
But this kind of argument frightened the other four spectators. They were powerful figures selected from the temple, the demon palace and the two human empires. However, unlike the Duke and Prince with high status, they were different from the long-tested ones.
The Sibia negotiators are also different. This is the first time in their lives that they have seen so many members of the upper clan, let alone the demon princess who is only a little bit inferior to the supreme king of the upper clan. These tyrannical existences,
Even the tiniest bit of anger can burn them to ashes.
Duke Hepburn listened for about half an hour and felt a headache. Looking at the other people listening, the representatives of the Temple and the Demon Palace had turned pale, and the representatives of the other two great empires were huddled in their seats.
Only Prince Ulysses still maintains the strict aristocratic standard sitting posture.
"Your Highness the Duke." The Duke's guard captain arrived again: "This is new information."
"Is it him again?" Duke Hepburn first looked at the code name on the cover, then frowned after flipping through it: "Are you sure?"
"Confirming, but not that soon."
"There is a problem." The Duke saw the prince's adjutant entering the door and said to himself: "There must be a problem here!"
"Do you need me to confirm the authenticity?" Seeing the duke's hesitation, the guard captain asked this question.
But the Duke only shook his head: "We can't do without you here for the time being. If you wait any longer, don't alert others. If there is any similar information, don't send it. We can wait until this negotiation is over."
The guard captain nodded and left the venue, but the Duke obviously did not expect the difficulty of this negotiation. From early morning until the afternoon, the arguments between the two sides showed no sign of stopping. It was just in the fierce exchanges between each other's demands and demands.
Most of my limits have been exposed... Forget about lunch, because it's already tea time.
Finally, after a certain imperial representative fainted, the two wise Highnesses showed mercy and announced a half-hour rest.
Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, the Duke walked out of the venue and wanted to take a look at the situation in the square. Unexpectedly, he was still greeted by his guard captain. At this time, the information he held in his hand had become a thick bundle.
!
The Duke suddenly felt a roar in his head and asked feebly: "Is it all about him?"
The guard captain nodded silently and added: "The things are similar, but the locations are different, and they all happened last night."
"Let someone take your place. You take people to check. Be careful not to fall into the trap on the way." The Duke made up his mind and ordered: "Playing this kind of tricks while negotiating is probably someone with ulterior motives. It's best to catch them."
Live."
"Yes! I'll leave now!" Perhaps because of this rare opportunity, the usually calm guard captain couldn't help but give the Duke a standard military salute.
The Duke turned his head and found Prince Ulysses standing at the entrance of the square, holding a pile of letter paper in his hand and whispering something to his adjutant. If nothing else, the content should be similar to what the Duke just said.
As if aware that someone was watching him, the prince raised his head, and the two couldn't help but smile at each other.
Looking at the people walking around, busy with negotiations but not receiving such notifications, the Duke sighed in his heart that the current strength and acuity of the Treaty Merchant Group has obviously surpassed other forces.
On the other hand, the Duke's guard captain handed over his guard duties to the other two captains. He took an assistant and walked out of the manor gate. He picked up his mount and galloped down the mountain. Anyway, after the negotiations started, there were many people along the way.
They are speeding messengers, so it is not surprising that there are one or two more people among them.
The two cavalry entered the headquarters of the merchant group in a hurry, dismounted and went straight to the Intelligence Department. In the Southern Treaty Merchant Group, because the Duke himself was an intelligence officer, the intelligence department has always been a top priority, with a sound organization and capable personnel.
"Director of Anemia!" The old head of the intelligence department was not surprised when he saw the guard captain coming in. Next to Duke Hepburn, this young man with only a nickname but no name was just a guard captain, but once he left the Duke, he
Naturally, he resumed his military rank - Major, Director of the Third Operations Division of the Southern Treaty Business Group's Intelligence Department, an action team directly under the leadership of the business group.
"Sir." The pale young major gave a military salute and then handed over the information in his hand: "The Duke sent me to verify. It is best to catch him alive."
"Everyone from the Third Operations Office is on standby. I'm waiting for you. Let's take a look at the intelligence we have first." The old colonel nodded and brought Anemia to a map: "Look, near us, last night
A total of eight similar incidents occurred, three of which are within the jurisdiction of the empire, two of which are under the control of the Demon Palace, and three of which are within the scope of our operations, which one do you want to choose?"
"Are these events all announced to be done tonight?"
"The person who made the report swore that it was Cohen Keda who came in person and announced that he would start a killing spree tonight." At this point, the old colonel's beard was trembling: "In order to negotiate, we have tried our best to control the surrounding forces.
, now this kind of trouble suddenly occurs, without any warning beforehand, no matter who the other party is, we are very passive..."
"If someone wants to fish in troubled waters, this is indeed a good opportunity." Anxia considered for a moment: "Among these eight cases, which one has the weakest guard strength?"
"The empire's defense force is the weakest here. Although the fifth hall of the inner court has stationed a small team here, it is not as good as the family's own private soldiers." The old colonel pointed at the map and said: "It's only half a day's journey from us.
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"Send a team of elites, led by the deputy director of the third division, to wait for an opportunity to arrest people." Anxia asked: "Where is the strongest guard?"
"Of course that's the Grand Canal Demon Palace. Some people claim to demolish the training institute. Don't worry if they don't fight hard." The old colonel looked at Anemia: "What, you want to go here?"
"Well, I want to go, because this place will have the greatest impact after the attack." Anxia nodded: "Besides, I suggest not to distract the intelligence department anymore, in case this is a trick by the other party to attack the east and the west."
"No problem, I've been keeping an eye on the security guards near the villa." The old colonel patted the anemic shoulder: "Be careful."
Without saying anything else, Anxia left the Intelligence Department building and walked towards a courtyard behind the building. Just before he entered the door, a command came from the courtyard: "Commander Anemia is here - assemble!"
When An An An passed through the door, he saw a neat queue. These were the team members personally selected by An An An.
Few big things.
"Hello, sir!"
Thirty people, thirty pairs of eager eyes were all focused on Anemia, but they could not melt away the cold look on Anemia's face. In the impression of everyone, including His Highness the Duke, from the beginning to the end, the expression on Anemia's face was always that...
One, even the words he spoke followed a pattern.
"Take a break - check the equipment!"
"Inspection completed!"
"The mission report is as follows." Anemia's indifferent eyes scanned his team members: "The location - the Grand Canal Magic Palace; the time - midnight tonight; the target person - the person who calls himself Cohen Keda and his accomplices; mission requirements
——Sneak in to set up an ambush and capture them alive.”
"Understood!" The thirty people's answers were short and low.
"Let's go." The anemic eyes retracted, as if there was no focus, but no one can despise this kind of blank look, because there is no focus in the field of vision, which also means that there is nothing missing.
The group of people followed the secret passage and left the headquarters of the business group. With the logistical support of the Intelligence Department, they changed their identities and entered the Canal Demon Palace area. They first contacted the early surveillance personnel occupying the main road. After confirming that everything was fine, they began to infiltrate into the Demon Palace——
To a certain extent, this can be regarded as an invasion of the Demon Palace by the business group, but no one objects to this method. Even before the establishment of the business group, the relationship between the military and the Demon Palace was not so harmonious. Now, who
Why does the Demon Palace not have enough ability to protect its own privacy? As long as the Demon Palace is not forced into a desperate situation, the priests will not break up with the business group.
After the consumption of previous wars, the strength of the Demon Palace has been greatly reduced. Especially in the battle with Sbia, the Demon Palace even overdrawn part of its hidden strength. The tens of thousands of decoy troops were all made up of people from the Demon Palace.
It is composed of warriors. Although some were urgently recruited after the war, and a large amount of medicines and crystals were spent to enhance abilities, this huge shortfall was not easy to fill.
By the time it was getting dark, all thirty action team members were already in place, looking coldly at the chaos in the Demon Palace.
At this time, everyone knew what was going to happen tonight. According to insider information, just last night, the door of the Canal Demon Palace was kicked out by Cohen Keda - regardless of the authenticity of this name -
A big hole, and he announced that he would demolish the demagogic training institute tonight.
That is the training academy that mid-level priests must attend before being promoted to high-level priests! It can be said to be the cradle of all high-level priests in several nearby empires. If they are to be wiped out like this, how can the priests of the Demon Temple survive? Therefore, even if it is Cohen Kai
Not even Tatsu!
But having said that, would Cohen Keda really do such a thing? From the perspective of an emperor, this is a ridiculous thing anyway, right? Even if he goes crazy for fun, then eradicating the entire Grand Canal Demon
Isn't the temple more cheerful?
Only those reckless heroes would find it interesting to kill the Institute.
The elite of the Grand Canal Demon Palace are out, and there are more than fifty warriors that can be seen by sight, and there are also twelve sparkling magicians sitting quietly in front of the gate of the training academy. As for the outside of the training academy, there are many people who are close to the Demon Palace.
The nobles are responsible for guarding...the merchant action team is lurking in this area.
The full moon floats from the sky, getting closer to the vast galaxy little by little.
"Director, the time is almost up." The deputy said beside Anemia: "Are you ready?"
Anemia nodded silently.
"Director, brothers, I want to ask you a question." Seeing that the officer was in a good mood tonight, the deputy said before leaving: "Why do you always stand in the same position at the front of the team, always leaning at the center point?"
Two steps to the left? Is there anything special about it?"
Anemia turned his head, looked at the deputy he had trained with his own hands, and said calmly: "You will understand when I die."
"Alarm..." The observation post on the other side flicked his fingers, with a hint of surprise in his voice: "Here it comes!"
Amidst the soul-stirring screams, a black shadow streaked across the full moon in the sky. His long cloak spread out like wings, and he flew into the air with extraordinary ferocity! His final destination was actually the most heavily guarded training institute.
door!
"The Supreme Demon King is watching us!" The magician who was sitting quietly on the ground stood up at the same time, and his anger turned into a unified spell: "He is also watching you!"
During the spell, the crystals all over the magician's body burst out with dazzling light, instantly intertwined with the body, and pointed at the flying black shadow along the twelve right arms!
"Choke..." The figure in the air holds a sword in his hand, slashing towards the beam of light coming towards him!
"First team up!" Anemia burst out, holding the lower end of the two-handed giant sword with one hand and leaping forward: "Second team support!"
With a loud "Boom!", the door of the training institute exploded into pieces all over the sky! (To be continued)