"If you can succeed in the assassination, it will be fine." The king's white-gloved hand casually rolled the whip with the golden thread, "However, if you say this, my knights will be a little less polite. Opinion."
"Your Majesty's knights are loyal."
The young man bowed slightly and apologized for what he had just said.
The king was noncommittal about his words.
The young man carefully observed the young monarch in front of him.
He was notorious indeed, but he also looked regal.
His silver hair fell to his shoulders, the crimson riding jacket on his body was embroidered with rose patterns with golden silk threads, and a dark gold iron rose fastened his white scarf. But beyond that, the young man saw something else that shocked him.
The king in front of him was extremely eye-catching, but the sporadic omens of fate he captured were...
How should the omens be described
The young man is an excellent astrologer.
With careful preparation, he has a certain chance to catch a vague omen from some people with strong fortunes. That's why he asked the general to involve himself in the negotiations - he wanted to see the young king of Legrand in person.
However, he prepared for a morning, and when he finally saw the king, he caught a completely unexpected omen.
He looked at the king standing in the sun at three o'clock in the afternoon through the pale crystal lenses, with eyes dripping with morning dew, and at that moment, what appeared in front of his eyes was a... one, a whirlpool.
Or a twisted curtain, as deep as the curtain of hell, with bloody swirls intertwined - is that dark red a symbol of the bloodline of the Rose family on the other side
The omen of fate only lasted for less than a second, but the astrologer was already pale.
Not only because of the energy that was drained at that moment, but also because of the picture that was peeped at that moment.
It seems that there is inexhaustible oppression and blood coming out from the interweaving of black and red.
Will it be him
Could the sun rising from the Abyss Strait be this arrogant young king? How can the man who will be the sun be accompanied by such thick darkness and scarlet? Or is it really as the general said, the sun must be the majesty of their kingdom of Blaise
Astrologers can't tell.
"You look really bad. Could it be that Blasey can't even feed a scholar?"
The astrologer sensed that the king was also looking at himself.
The other party's eyes were casual, but inexplicably there was a chill behind him—perhaps because of what he just saw. For a moment he dared not look directly at the king.
The astrologer leaned back: "Blasy attaches great importance to scholars, and even more so for generals. I am not used to the climate on this side of the Abyss Strait—it's really cold here."
"According to you, Blasey's climate is very different?" asked the king.
"Yes."
In order to prevent the other party from realizing what he had just done, the astrologer introduced the country on the other side of the Abyss Strait—it can be seen that he has deep feelings for his country, at least he tried hard to use his dry language to make that country always A country where the first snow begins to fall in October is even more beautiful.
However, although this poor astrologer is very good at calculating the numbers of constellation angles, he is very embarrassed when it comes to words.
Thanks to the king, who seemed to maintain a little chivalry, and made no comment on his dry commentary, mercifully let him finish.
But is it really merciful
The astrologer ran out of language, and he bid farewell to the king.
Watching the pale astrologer heading to the blue tent, a smile that soon faded appeared on the king's lips.
"There's simply no way they can survive here for a long time."
The king muttered to himself.
The poor young man habitually used numbers and angles to depict the stars in the sky and Blaise across the abyss—a common problem for astrologers, just as historians always cite. Ordinary people are only dizzy in the dry numbers, and can't wait to flee immediately.
However, the king got what he wanted out of those numbers.
The Legrand Empire is on the west side of the Kingdom of Blaisey, with the Abyss Strait in the middle, so it is called the "Western Continent". The Legrand Empire had already covered the earth in September, and the Kingdom of Blaisey was almost the same in the horizontal direction, and they were all in a higher dimension. But because of the obstruction of the Legrand Empire, Blasey's winter came very late.
During the two-day walk, the king observed that more than one soldier of the other party subconsciously folded his arms.
In addition, high latitudes are not without influence on Blasey Kingdom.
Although the cold wind was blocked by the Western Continent, the ocean currents were not necessarily. It is now the end of September, and soon in October, there will be a storm in the Abyss Strait, and the direction of the ocean current will also be changed. At that time, the ships that depart from the Kingdom of Blaise and cross the Abyss Strait will be “against the wind and the current”— They will need to fight both storms and currents.
This means that the cost of delivering supplies will go up tenfold and a hundredfold.
Soldiers are not used to the early winter, the high price of material delivery...
Blasey Kingdom occupied the Moon River Fortress for one day, that is, smashing gold into the Abyss Strait for one day.
At this moment, in the port on the other side of the Abyss Strait, sailors and ship merchants have already begun to complain. You must know that in this era, whether it is the Legrand Empire or the Kingdom of Blaisey, there is no such thing as a subsidy that does not infringe upon the interests of civilians.
It was impossible for General Blasey, who led the expedition, not to understand this.
He was a seasoned veteran, and it's not hard to see that he ordered everyone involved in the negotiations to be well-dressed, just like a Legrand.
But they were too embarrassed to wrap their guard soldiers more tightly.
The king guessed that perhaps on the other side of the Abyss Strait, something interesting had happened in the country he was hostile to.
Thanks to the poor astrologer, he would never have imagined how crucial information he would reveal to the monarch of an enemy country.
Look, luck is on the Legrand Empire's side, isn't it
"Back to the tent."
The iron armored knights who had retreated a little bit stepped forward again, and they heard the king say this.
"This negotiation should end."
The armored knights bowed to the king.
Unlike the nobles who swore allegiance to the king at the coronation ceremony, these knights were the "sworn knights" of the king, who belonged to the king alone, only executed any order of the king, and used their own lives to defend the king.
All who or things against the king will meet their sharp sword.
The leader of the knight commander straightened up and looked at the tent of Blaise Kingdom.
"That's an astrologer, I think he's here to spy on your fate."
The knight commander bowed to the king and put his hand on the hilt of the sword.
"Your Majesty, do you need me to deal with him?"
His tone made it clear that with just a little nod from the king, he would make the young astrologer disappear from the world unwittingly.
For the sworn knight, there is no noble rule of not engaging in assassination. He has only one rule:
That is the will of the king.
This is their mission.
Peeping into fate
The king thought casually.
This is the funniest thing ever.
What fate could he have
A person who has been caught in a death spiral since birth, a person who made a deal with the devil and sold his soul? If there is a chance, he would like to ask the astrologer what he saw from himself.
…
After a long period of negotiation between the two sides, the king, as the most crucial figure, finally appeared at the negotiating table.
He sat in his place, his elbows resting lazily on the armrests, his icy blue eyes critically gazing at the people who were blushing at the negotiation—whether it was his courtiers or his enemies.
The king is very "universal" in this regard, and his arrogance is not directed at a specific person.
- He doesn't look down on anyone.
Regarding the son of the Duke of Buckingham, the two sides have reached a unity, and the Legrand Empire will pay the ransom in installments. After receiving the second ransom from the king, the expeditionary force will return the hostages. However, for this reason, the Legrand Empire needs to pay an extra monthly extension fee.
Only the disposal of Moon River Fortress could not be disputed for a long time.
Of course, the Legrand Empire could not lose Moon River Fortress, but the conditions offered by the other party were too high. One of them asked the Legrand Empire to cede one of their ports.
However, both sides see the settlement at the port as a bonus. It was just a small port in a poor location with a low capacity. The treaties concerning several other overseas colonies of both sides are the focus.
The port was quickly agreed upon.
The king finally made a move at this time.
He clapped his hands and caught everyone's attention.
"If I remember correctly, which port should belong to my territory?"
The king stretched out his hand and pressed down, stopping everyone's quarrel, and only his soft voice remained in the tent.
"Your Majesty, that is a sign of friendly commerce between the two countries."
The expedition general did not have a good impression of the tyrant, and his tone was very tough.
"This is one of the necessary conditions for returning the Moon River Fortress."
The Steward was attached to the King's ear, risking the King's anger, trying to convince the King that his port was less important than the Moon River Fortress.
"If you really want to occupy the Moon River Fortress, it may not be impossible."
The king has no demeanor of a monarch.
As soon as he opened his mouth to negotiate, the envoys were blacked out.
"I don't care if it's on the throat of what and what, it doesn't matter to me." The king said neatly, "My uncle will always take it back for me if I want. In that case, I Why pay for a beautiful port?"
"If you are willing to guard the pile of broken stones, just guard it."
His attitude was very cold, and he made it clear that he didn't care about Yuehe Fortress.
The Moon River Fortress at the throat of the empire became "a pile of broken stones" in the mouth of the king, which not only made the envoys of the Legrand Empire tremble with anger, but also made their enemies pale.
The general's face became very ugly.
They used the Moon River Fortress as an important bargaining chip, but they never imagined that King Purlan I was so arrogant that he was not willing to suffer in the slightest.
Totally out of line.
The author has something to say: Expedition General: mmp, is it great to have a great uncle
Tyrant: Don't worry, I didn't target anyone, I look down on everyone.
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