In the city of Seris, the Castle of the Archduke of Elanthir is about to become a mortal temple. A burly middle-aged man stood at the gate with his hands behind his back, looking at the Guards soldiers in front of him with a smile.
He was wearing a gorgeous robe, and every stitch and thread seemed to be luxurious. This man, just standing there as ordinary as this, could give others a strong sense of oppression, as if he was born superior and needed countless people to worship and look up to him.
The same people.
"The air here is really bad." With a smile on his face, the man said to the serious-faced Airan Hill Guards soldiers who were carefully guarding him: "But the weather is not bad, I don't think so.
I like rainy days so much.”
Seeing that the other party did not intend to pay attention to him, the man then introduced himself: "My name is Joseph Bakalov, and I would like to see the Grand Duke of Eilanhir."
"The Grand Duke is very busy recently and has no time to receive guests!" Pressing the pistol on his waist, the Guards soldier stared at the man who made him feel in danger, and explained: "Please don't come near here, or I will shoot
Got it!"
"Gun... is such a good name... Is the weapon on top of your city also called a gun?" Joseph Bakalov took two steps back to show that he had no ill intentions, and continued to ask with a smile.
"That's an anti-aircraft gun! Sir! Is this your first time coming to Ireland?" Because recently there have been many people coming here to seek refuge in Ireland, so the guard could only explain a few more words to them.
In the past, he would not have wasted his words on such a stranger. But because more and more people arrived at Ellandhill, Chris also asked the guards to let them treat the civilians who came to seek refuge.
Be polite.
"Yes, this is my first time here." Joseph Bakalov nodded, and memorized two words that he was very interested in: "gun, cannon... It's so interesting! So interesting.
Got it!"
Feeling that the time was almost up, Joseph Bakalov had no intention of entangling with the guard any longer. He put his hands behind his back, suppressed his smile, and said to the Guards soldier in front of him: "Go tell Alan Hill K.
Grand Duke Lys...the Consul of the Eastern Province of the Holy Demon Empire, Joseph Bakalov, seeks an audience."
Hearing the words "Holy Demon Empire", the surrounding soldiers all turned their attention here. They subconsciously held down the pistols on their waists, but found that there was only one person on the other side and he did not make any dangerous moves.
"I just came to chat with him. I have no other intention. Don't be so nervous." Bakalov explained, and just stood there, waiting for the guards to report the news.
Bakalov's purpose of coming here this time was very pure. He was not planning to use force. He just wanted to meet the Grand Duke of Elanthir and see with his own eyes the weapons used by mortals to slay dragons.
In addition, he also wanted to chat with Frunzberg to discuss the changes in the Mortal Empire and the impact on the Holy Demon Empire. In short, he was not here to fight. He was more here to fight than to fight.
The one who seeks peace is that this meeting was his own initiative, and it also had a strong personal touch to it.
Chris upstairs is drawing a design drawing about a truck. After all, the function of a load-bearing truck is more powerful than a jeep that is purely used for transportation: with the truck, his army can steadily move towards mechanization.
Just when he was stretching and preparing to rest for a few minutes, there was a knock on the door. A waiter named secretary came in and reported a piece of news that shocked Chris: "Your Majesty! A man who claims to be from the eastern part of the Holy Demon Empire
The provincial consul's people are outside the castle and want to see you..."
Chris was stunned for two seconds, then thought carefully for a few more seconds, then grabbed the phone on the table and said: "Hey! Attendant's room? Contact Frunzberg and Des.
Let the two of them go to the conference room."
After hanging up the phone, he looked at the waiter at the door, and then ordered: "Ask the security forces on duty to assemble and go to the conference room to stand by!"
Although Chris won several battles in a row, he still remained wary of the mysterious Holy Demon Empire. He did not dare to be careless because he did not want to die under someone else's sneak attack.
For this meeting, it would obviously be inappropriate if his name was not Frentzberg. After all, there was a visitor from the Holy Demon Empire, and Frentzberg's presence would definitely be useful.
But Chris didn't dare to take risks. Although Frunzberg seemed to be a very reliable fighting force, when facing the people of the Holy Demon Empire, Chris was still worried that Frunzberg would suddenly betray him.
One great magician is relatively easy to deal with, but two would be more dangerous. So Chris assembled his own guards. At least these soldiers could play a protective role in times of crisis.
He carefully called twice as many guards, and these guards took up most of the conference room. These guards were waiting here with big eyes and small eyes, guarding Chris, Frunzberg, and Des in the middle.
.
Joseph Bakalov was brought into the conference room by the waiter, and then he was startled by the sea of people in front of him: "So many people?"
In Joseph Bakalov's view, his coming to negotiate with Grand Duke Eilandhir was considered a very sincere gesture. Since it was a negotiation, it should be conducted in a convenient and confidential place. But now,
In front of him were at least thirty guards who had drawn pistols and carried them in their hands...
In fact, he ignored that for a mortal, the magician itself is the most dangerous weapon, and no matter how careful you are, you cannot be too careful. Because in Chris's imagination, magicians have infinite possibilities.
For example, the magician Doctor Strange in the Marvel universe can easily break space. For example, the magicians in novels can even summon meteorites to destroy a city...
"These are my most loyal followers, so I don't mind them hearing the content of our negotiations." Chris replied with a smile.
Nodding, Joseph Bakalov, who came alone, decided to do as the Romans do and respect Chris's decision... Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be surprised: for many years, he had never had an affair with an ant-like mortal.
Is it called an attitude of respect?
"Mr. Frunzberg!" After nodding to Frunzberg and greeting him, the consul Joseph Bakalov, who had never put mortals in his eyes, spoke directly and rushed to the conversation.
Theme: "Your weapons are very interesting. I, or the Holy Demon Empire, are very interested in them. We want these weapons, let's set some conditions."
"Are you interested in our weapons? To use them against the Eternal Empire?" Chris leaned on the back of his chair and asked with his chin raised.
After hearing this question, Archon Joseph Bakalov did not answer immediately, but turned his attention to the great magician of Frunzberg: "You revealed all this to mortals?"
"This is the country that I will be loyal to for the rest of my life. Why can't I say it?" Frunzberg said with a smile. He was once the great magician of the Holy Demon Empire, and his status was no lower than that of a consul, so he
He didn't care about the anger in the other person's eyes.
"Okay! Actually, it doesn't matter if you say it." Shrugging his shoulders, Bakalov said nonchalantly: "Now that you already know about the Eternal Empire, let's explain it all."
Having said this, he looked at Chris and continued: "The Eternal Empire is a magic empire more powerful than the Holy Demon Empire. The Holy Demon Empire is not the greedy and corrupt sinful country in the eyes of mortals, but a country that helps mortals block
The great kingdom of all calamities.”
"Hey! You're much better at raising banners than I am! My title of 'Dragon Slayer Warrior' hasn't been awarded yet, so you shameless people are calling yourself 'Guardians of Humanity'?" Chris sneered in his mind.
.
However, he did not show it, he just waved his hand and said: "Since you didn't send more dragon knights to grab these weapons, it means that what you want is not the existing weapons in our hands, but that you want us to help the Holy Demon Empire
Develop a brand new weapon."
"Tell me, what kind of weapon do you want?" Chris looked at Bakalov and asked word by word: "Let me guess, it shouldn't be the same kind of weapon, right?"
"You guessed it right! As long as you give us everything we want, cooperate with us, and hand over everything you know, I can forget about it and let Eiland Hill continue to exist." Bakalov said: "
In addition, the area of the Arant Empire north of the Fallen River can be given to Ailanthir."
"Hahahaha!" Chris suddenly laughed when he heard this condition, as if he heard some super funny joke: "I want it, I will get it myself! Throw the meat on my plate as a bargaining chip
Give it to me, you just want the weapons and equipment in my hand? Mr. Consul Bakalov, you...are you afraid you haven't woken up yet?"
Surprisingly, Bakalov did not get angry as Chris thought. He smiled slightly and kicked the ball back in front of Chris: "If you think the conditions are not enough, you can make your own conditions. There is no need to be angry.
"
Chris was choked and didn't speak for a long time. After he responded, he said: "I want the Kingdom of Higgs! Arant! And the Eastern Province under your jurisdiction!"
"A very reasonable request..." Baklov nodded, and then refused: "Unfortunately, this is more than what I can give you... so I can't agree to your request."
"You can bargain, don't refuse in a hurry!" Chris learned what he was learning and sold it, and returned Bakalov's words -
The fifth update is here, today’s outbreak is over.
