This long winter has slowed down everyone and everything. Airancier's offensive in the Demon Realm has become more leisurely, and the construction of the northern part of the Airanciel Empire has also slowed down.
Although in the south, the Elanshir Empire is still undergoing a huge reform in full swing, none of this has made this winter hot.
While Chris and Aresia were conducting Mayne negotiations, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, Foreign Secretary Strider, brought back an exciting news. Mobile version::
After a long vote and negotiations, Grecken officially joined the Ellandhill Empire and continued to exist as a magical special administrative region.
In this way, the Elanthir Empire has almost unified the entire human world in form. Except for the Eternal Empire, which is still "independent", other human-controlled areas have been controlled by the Elantyr Empire.
Including the former Holy Demon Empire, Norma Empire, Kashyyyk Empire...and of course all the territories of the powerful Griken and Puppet Empire.
Farther to the west, the Elanthir Empire regained control of the old territories of the elves and dwarves, and the entire land area included three magic eyes.
Although in terms of administrative control, the Airanhill Empire is still unable to fully control such a vast territory, at least in form, the Airanhill Empire has become the master of two-thirds of the planet!
Yes, a full two-thirds!
Such a vast territory, such a huge empire. A powerful existence that has never appeared before, and it is also a group dominated by humans!
Chris had already accomplished what he promised Des when Seris was still a small castle. They had become the masters of this world and the new world!
Within Grecken, the entire Elanshir Empire was submerged in a sea of joy on this day.
In the sky of Seris, there are fireworks blooming from morning to night. People laugh loudly in the streets, celebrating the coming unification of the human world.
Hundreds of thousands of civilians poured into the streets. They held up signs saying "Long Live the Empire of Ailansiel", pulled banners saying "Long Live His Majesty the Emperor", chanted the novel and proud name of Ailansiel, and crowded on the spacious roads.
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On both sides of the street, people pasted the poster of Chris with his chin up on the wall with the highest enthusiasm. Children raised their hands and shouted under the poster, while retired soldiers stood at attention and saluted the poster with the most standard military salute.
On the most prosperous streets of the Eilanhill Empire, luxury stores are located one after another. The beautiful shopping guides who used to look at people through their nostrils are all posting advertisements with flushed faces at this moment, advertising discounts throughout the store.
Those expensive leather bags and high-end lipsticks that in the past would rather die than drop a penny in price are now being generously sold at half price to celebrate the upcoming unification of the human world.
This is simply a carnival, a celebration that the war is about to go away forever, a crazy celebration that the old era is ending and the new era is coming.
"Long live Alan Hill Chris!" A man stood on the railing used to separate the sidewalk from the motor vehicle lane on the street, holding the street lamp with his hand and raising his other arm, shouting hysterically.
Driven by his shouts, countless people raised their arms and vented their emotions together.
"Emperor! I love you!" A woman's sharp voice was mixed in, causing many men to burst into laughter.
There are even old people with tears in their eyes under the trees in the green belt, expressing their mobile mood: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty... You are the greatest emperor! The greatest emperor in the world!"
It is still the law of conservation. In the midst of the joy, there will always be people who are unhappy. At the entrance of the Eternal Empire's Embassy in Eilanhill Empire, a huge parade of people seems to be forcing the people inside to make a statement.
These people hope that the ambassador of the Eternal Empire will make a statement that meets their wishes, or in other words, convey the emotions of the people of the Elanhill Empire back to the Eternal Empire as quickly as possible and intact...
With a "crash", a man closed the curtains in front of him, blocking his sight. But what the curtains couldn't block was the roar outside the window, which was like a mountain roar and a tsunami.
"They are forcing us! What qualifications do they have to allow us to unconditionally annex Elanthir?" The attaché of the Eternal Empire stationed at Elanthir slammed the table with his hand and shouted angrily with dissatisfaction.
A few hours ago, Grecken officially announced that it would annex Elanthill and merge into the Elanthir Empire, becoming part of the Elanthir Empire.
More than an hour ago, these civilians holding banners and shouting slogans gathered outside the Eternal Empire's embassy.
They waved their arms and shouted various slogans loudly, some shouted "Eternal Empire Goes Home", some shouted "Eternal Zone"... In short, these slogans were very unpleasant.
Yes, I am very unhappy. As the permanent ambassador of the Eternal Empire to the Ilancire Empire, how can I be willing to accept the fact that I am being forced to join the Ilancire Empire?
But he has no other way. The current situation is that the Elanhill Empire is surrounded by the Eternal Empire on all sides...
There are no so-called neighboring countries or friendly countries to continue to support the Eternal Empire and the Elanshir Empire in their intrigues to contain each other.
Dragon King Albert has returned to the distant dragon territory, and it is impossible for the orcs to be willing to get involved in the feud between the Eternal Empire and the Elanthir Empire.
This is really an embarrassing situation where the sky is not responding and the earth is not working: it seems that the Eternal Empire has only one path to choose.
"They sent guards here so that we can sit here with peace of mind. It's already a great honor." A noble magician from the Eternal Empire who was doing business in Ireland Hill and happened to be at the embassy said with a wry smile.
No one paid attention to the somewhat dissatisfied military attache, because everyone knew that the option with the least chance of winning now was to use force with the Eilanhir Empire at this time.
It's useless to complain about anything. Everyone is gathered here not to complain about the noise outside the window...
"The question now is, what should we do?" The person who asked this question was the ambassador of the Eternal Empire. He had only been in office for less than a year, and he encountered such a problem, which made him seem a little at a loss.
"What else can we do? Listen to the orders from home... peace or... it's dragging on like this... there has to be a decision." The ambassador sighed dejectedly. After all, he didn't have the courage to say the word "war".