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Chapter 73 Only iron and blood can decide

Victory City, the royal capital of the Kingdom of Felan, is surrounded by green mountains and green waters.
The royal capital is surrounded by the most fertile land in the entire kingdom, and the largest river in the kingdom also flows here. A large amount of food is produced here to supply this big city, which is also ranked first in the surrounding countries.
Its area is twice as large as the capital of the Gangdu Kingdom!
It’s also much more advanced!
The criss-crossing streets in the capital are orderly despite the busy traffic, and the streets are clean and tidy, without any of the mess that a big city should have.
The nobles had gorgeous carriages and miniaturized airships for transportation.
Civilians can also take cheap public buffalo cars, magic dog cars, etc. to get in and out.
If you observe these civilians on the street, you can see that their faces are filled with confidence and vitality that the civilians of the Gangdu Kingdom will never have.
Knight Demen, a diplomat from the Kingdom of Steel, opened the curtain beside the carriage window, looked at the bustling streets on both sides, and couldn't help but secretly sigh.
When it comes to governing the country, the current king of the Kingdom of Philan is truly a hero!
The prosperity of King Felan's capital today is absolutely related to his twenty years of resisting the pressure of the nobles, vigorously establishing education, improving the status of scholars, and opening the door of knowledge to the common people!
If a great protector of the kingdom hadn't emerged from nowhere... in another twenty years, who would be able to suppress the rising Kingdom of Felan!
This generation of King of Felan Kingdom will definitely be remembered in history!
When Knight Demen thought of this, the carriage stopped.
"Sir, the Arc de Triomphe has arrived." The groom turned around and shouted.
"Thank you very much."
The German knight nodded slightly, paid the fare and walked off.
The Arc de Triomphe is the main entrance to King Philanthropy's palace, and it is quite majestic and tall.
On the Arc de Triomphe stands the national treasure of the Kingdom of Philan - a statue of a female knight driving a two-horse chariot carved from gold... The goddess of victory is smiling.
The goddess of victory has wings on her back, holding a spear in one hand and a sword in the other, looking straight at the street in front of her.
Like a king, inspecting her people.
Knight Demen stood at the door. Even though he was an extraordinary person and not a citizen of the Kingdom of Felan, he still felt a heavy and solemn pressure, which made him dare not act recklessly.
"Is this the goddess of victory smiling? Seeing it with your own eyes is indeed much more shocking than seeing it in a painting."
Knight Demen immediately read out a row of small characters carved under the statue of the goddess.
“Only through education can a country prosper!”
"I have looked through the history of the world, and I have never seen a country that became poor or perished because of its education!"
Knight Demen opened his mouth wide. As a noble, he was instinctively disgusted with these words. After witnessing the prosperity of the opponent's royal capital with his own eyes, he felt that what the opponent said was right.
"These small words... must have been burned into them at the request of the King of Felan Kingdom." Knight Demen felt a little complicated.
In the past few days as a diplomat of the Kingdom of Gangdu on a mission to the Kingdom of Felan, he deeply felt that underneath the sharp contradictions between the nobility and the royal family, the nobility and the common people in the Kingdom of Felan, there was an indescribable indescribable contradiction between the knights of Demen.
of surging vitality.
Under this vitality, it seems that everything in the entire country is changing for the better.
Commodities are increasing, food production is increasing, everyone has more money in their pockets, and there are more and more knights and wizard apprentices from civilian backgrounds, as well as technical bureaucrats who cause key conflicts!
"That king...maybe he can really be the emperor?"
Knight Demen walked into the Arc de Triomphe, and this idea suddenly came to him, and then he thought of a figure that almost blocked the sun!
The whole person suddenly woke up!
"The Lord Protector of the Kingdom is here!" Knight Demen was suddenly sweating profusely, whispering secretly: "The Kingdom of Felan is not born at the right time!"
In the inner courtyard of the palace, in a secret room.
The two wizards looked at the Knight of Demen in the crystal ball, their expressions extremely ugly: "I thought that the hints of the past two days and the Wia of the Arc de Triomphe could directly hypnotize him, but I didn't expect that he was still freed!"
"It's strange, everything is going well, but what's the final hint?" An old scholar with a beard that almost reached his knees asked while flipping through the book.
"We use the pressure of the Arc de Triomphe to imply that our country is the hope of the future and will surely become an empire!" the wizard said.
"Is that so? Huh...I found it!" the old scholar said: "It seems that the Knight of Germany didn't think that we could become an empire at all...that's why the hint was broken!"
"We have shown so much of the kingdom... but we still make him so unsure?" the wizard cursed, "Damn it, is the giant of the Kingdom of Steel really that terrifying? How can that knight be so sure that the other side will be able to defeat us?
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"Okay, tell my king the result." The old scholar sighed: "Look what the Gangdu Kingdom wants to do!"
After passing the Arc de Triomphe, Knight Demen finally saw two guards coming to greet him.
"How arrogant!" The knight of Demen, who had lost the hint and no longer felt that the Kingdom of Feilan was so tall, grunted. He followed the guards for almost twenty minutes before arriving at an ordinary palace and saw the king of the Kingdom of Feilan.
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Roald XIII is fifty-six years old this year, but he looks just like a man in his prime!
"What a mighty man! What a strong momentum!"
As a transcendent person, the Knight of Demen immediately felt the explosive power and astonishing momentum contained in the opponent's body.
He quickly knelt on the ground and bowed his head to pay homage to this well-deserved hero.
There was no doubt about what happened next... As the Knight of Demen told Xiao Yu's conditions, he was immediately kicked out of the Arc de Triomphe.
Then, a civil servant handed him a roll of documents.
Knight Demen opened it and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head.
The document contains the handwriting of Roald XIII:
"Between countries, only iron and blood can determine victory or defeat!"
"Alas, this Kingdom of Feilan... was born at the wrong time!" Knight Demen shook his head gently. He, who had somewhat understood Xiao Yu's background, felt sorry for the future fate of this prosperous city.
Little did he know that he had just left not long ago.
In the palace, the majestic Roald XIII formally summoned the secret envoy sent by Futaba Wizard Academy...
At this time, Xiao Yu was happily looking at the extra change balance on his phone over and over again.
Thanks to the extraordinary craftsmen, the custom-made statue was completed quickly.
Xiao Yu couriered them one by one and soon received the first payment.
On the chat software, the user who got the statue of Theresa the Great Sword used almost a hundred words to describe his praise of Xiao Yu's craftsmanship.
Xiao Yu himself felt a little embarrassed for the praise.
Fortunately, the user's five new orders immediately brought Xiao Yu back to his senses.
"You want to order five more soon?" Xiao Yu was slightly startled and whispered: "Did you meet a rich man?"
Chapter completed!
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