These are the two elf doctors received by His Majesty the Emperor
Pei Dinan was slightly concerned, so he quietly observed the two elves in front of him.
These are two very similar silver elves, with their race's signature long golden hair and pointed ears. They are tall and almost impeccable in appearance. They wear white court dresses (or, in general terms, nobles). Ladies' dresses) and emblems with leaf and branch patterns on their chests, which seems to indicate that they still have the extraordinary identity of the Druid faction...
The most impressive thing is not the beauty and temperament of these two elves, but their "synchronization" feeling that is closer and more tacit than the twin sisters. They speak in unison and bend down almost in unison. This even gave Grand Duke Ferdinand the illusion that he was looking at a person and her shadow.
"I've never seen you before." Duke Ferdinand Wendell said in an indifferent and reserved tone.
He didn't need to talk too much with the two doctors, especially if they were elf superhumans hired by the royal family, but even if he asked a few more questions, no one would question them.
"It's true that you haven't seen us, because we are not court doctors," the two elves said the first half of the sentence in unison, and then the slightly taller elf continued, "We just accepted the summons of His Majesty the Emperor."
"I see." Ferdinand nodded slightly, and then stopped paying attention to the two elves, but turned around and continued walking towards Rosetta Augustus' reception room.
The emperor summoned a doctor temporarily. Although this was not common, it was the emperor's private matter. As the first duke, he had no reason to pay too much attention to it.
His majesty the talented emperor sat in the large chair at the top of the reception room, waiting for his first duke.
This middle-aged emperor has the sharp eyes of an eagle. Although he has a gloomy temperament and a thin body, the sharp eyes still make him intimidating like a powerful wolf. In the seat with the backrest, the lights cast light from the back of the seat back, making him disappear in the shadow of the backlight, but after Ferdinand entered the room, this middle-aged man who liked to shroud himself in the shadow stood up voluntarily.
"Pei Dinanqing, I'm so glad you are willing to visit me in this foggy weather."
Ferdinand froze for a moment, and looked at Rosetta Augustus in disbelief.
The emperor's figure is still thin, and his temperament is still somewhat gloomy, but the eyes exposed under the short gray curly hair are full of clear and wise light. He is standing upright, although the smile on his face is diluted by his own gloomy temperament A lot, but there is no doubt that His Majesty's mental state is in an unprecedented state of mind.
Ferdinand couldn't remember how long he hadn't seen Rosetta Augustus's smile, how long hadn't seen the other party's eyes that were sober, and how long hadn't heard the other party call his name in such a relaxed and friendly manner. The name—the crazy curse that had engulfed the Augustus family for more than two hundred years has temporarily faded from the emperor's body!
Emperor Rosetta didn't seem to notice Ferdinand's brief astonishment. He smiled and walked to another chair next to him to sit down, and indicated that Ferdinand could sit opposite him as usual, and at the same time said: "In this big Come in the foggy weather, do you have something important to tell me?"
"Yes, Your Majesty," Ferdinand took a breath and sat down in front of the emperor, "I have received information from the border..."
He talked about the information he had obtained, while carefully observing the changes in the expression of Emperor Rosetta.
——Different from the backward and chaotic country of Anzu, the Typhon Empire has already realized the centralization of power and the rectification of the aristocratic system after many successful reforms. Although the enfeoffed local nobles are still there, their power has been greatly compressed and controlled Now, the power of the entire aristocratic system is in the hands of the royal family, and this kind of great change was brought about by the emperor in front of him in the first half of his life.
This centralization reform has made the administrative efficiency of the empire unprecedentedly improved, and Duke Ferdinand is therefore completely convinced by the monarch who is a dozen years younger than him, and willingly becomes an active promoter and assistant of the New Deal. However, the Duke also knows that there is a huge The shadow of the New Deal has always been hanging over the head of the New Deal, and that is the spiritual problem of the emperor himself, or the spiritual problem that every member of the Augustus family must face.
The power of the royal family can make the empire prosperous, but it can also multiply the consequences of the emperor's own mismanagement. As the first duke of the empire, Ferdinand Wendel's mission is to always be an "insurance" for the Augustus family. He has always kept this mission in mind, especially after the implementation of the New Deal.
Rosetta Augustus didn't pay attention to Ferdinand's eyes. He just listened to the content of the information with a calm expression, and nodded slightly: "So, Ansu, like Typhon, was also attacked by those monsters."
"Your Majesty, those monsters are not ordinary monsters. They may be blasphemy that wandered from the wasteland of Gondor and are called aberrations by historians," Ferdinand emphasized, and Master Delin's earnest warning echoed in his heart , "If it is really a mutant, then the attack on Winter Wolf Castle will be just the beginning—more serious things may happen at any time."
"It's time for us to reconsider the war situation with Ansu." Rosetta Augustus said lightly.
"We are facing a common threat, so..." Ferdinand continued almost habitually. He didn't realize what he heard until half a sentence came out. He looked at His Majesty in front of him in astonishment, "Your Majesty, you means… "
"We are facing a common threat, and all human beings, even all races, are indistinguishable from each other in the face of this threat, aren't they?" Rosetta showed a gloomy smile, "All human kingdoms have a land next to the wasteland of Gondor. Those monsters will not think about whether they are attacking Typhon or Anzu when they attack the border."
"So we..." Duke Ferdinand said tentatively, "shall we postpone the plans for the coming year?"
"It's not just postponement, we have to make more thorough preparations, don't we?" Rosetta looked into Ferdinand's eyes, "Perhaps we should re-establish a dialogue with Anzu... If the king still has the right judgment .”
Ferdinand didn't speak, but took another look at the Typhon ruler in front of him, and the latter responded indifferently: "Qing Feidinan, I know you are surprised.
"I've been really tense lately, but don't worry, I've always been very clear about what I'm doing.
"The curse of Augustus may finally fall on me, but not now.
"Perhaps, I should find a time to express my condolences to the Earl of Winterhold..."
"It's better than anything else that you can recover. I will share the good news with Earl Palin," said Ferdinand Wendell, and then hesitated for a moment. "Is it because of those two elves?"
"They have a personal friendship with the Augustus family." Emperor Rosetta said casually.
At the same time, two pieces of information were also placed on the desk of Francis II, King of Ansu.
The old king carefully read the contents of the paper, as if he wanted to engrave every word on it in his mind. Finally, he sighed softly and put the two pieces of light parchment that had been treated with magic together. Throw into the brazier beside you.
In the city of Saint-Sunil in the deep winter, the cold wind carried the frost and snow from the mountains in the north and whistled between the ancient palace walls and bell towers. There seemed to be faint bells coming with the wind, but they could only A hazy echo was knocked out of the large ornate crystal window.
Francis II knew that it was the bell of the Cathedral of Holy Light—in this winter when cultists were raging, the bells of the Church of Holy Light were at least twice as frequent as in previous winters. Listening to the faint bell, Francis II The mood also calmed down a lot.
Anzu's crown prince, Prince Edmund, stood by the king's desk. He looked at the parchment that was gradually reduced to ashes in the brazier, and could vaguely recognize some of the words on it: Winter Wolf Castle, Attack, Aberration, Cecil's warning...
"Edmund, do you know what this information means?" The voice of Francis II woke Prince Edmund from his thoughts. The old king put his hands on the brazier and roasted them, while using the power of the fire to make his old man The cold blood vessels warmed up again, and asked seemingly casually.
The young prince frowned: "It means that the threats and challenges we have to face are increasing day by day?"
"No, it means that we finally have good news." The old king raised his head, his cloudy eyes sparkling with fire, "Anzu is not ready for war yet—but fortunately, the war will be postponed .”
Edmund thought for a while, then shook his head slightly: "I don't think Typhon, the paranoid emperor, will be shaken by this."
"Edmond, you can't just look at the parts," the old king shook his head, speaking of his own judgment, "Rosetta Augustus may not be shaken, but the noble council he formed can also receive the border Intelligence, as well as his First Duke, his advisory group... He may have successfully completed the centralization of the royal family, but he still has to compromise with the group of nobles."
Edmund Moen lowered his eyes, blocking all changes in his eyes: "Is he going to compromise with the nobles too..."
Francis II raised his eyes and glanced at his favorite heir, but didn't say much.
The young prince is too rich and sharp, and he doesn't understand the significance of "compromise" to maintain the country, and he doesn't understand how powerful and necessary the traditional aristocratic system is, but it doesn't matter, this is what every king grows up with. It doesn't matter if you don't understand the necessary link now, he will understand sooner or later.
"Compromise" and "negotiation", an illegitimate son of the past became the king of Ansu with the support of the Duke of the North, and gradually controlled the situation of the entire country, and gradually loosened the shackles around his neck, and had the words of a real king Power depends on "compromise" and "negotiation".
Compromise on the surface, negotiation in private, exchange of interests in the heart, aristocratic politics is nothing more than this.
The old king knew that the negotiation with Typhon was not far away.
In Cecil Territory, in the lord's study, a detailed report was sent to Gao Wen.
Amber tilted her head curiously, and she saw the logos of several technical departments including the Machinery Manufacturing Institute, the Rune Research Institute, and the Military Machinery Institute, but what was more eye-catching was the strange figure drawn on one of the pages s things.
It has long parallel tracks, a cast metal base, and a "sub-device" labeled "cannonball" that seems to be placed in the track. This is really a new gadget that has never been seen before. .
The half-elf lady scratched her hair: "Gao Wen, what is this?"
"Props used to measure truth," Gawain smiled, "one of the most effective means of negotiation."
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