"Hearing that His Majesty the King has unfortunately passed away, Lord Marquis Vincent deeply regrets this.
However, Lord Marquis also believes that under your Majesty's rule, the Half-Elf Kingdom will have a brighter future.
Therefore, Lord Marquis specially ordered me to bring a congratulatory gift to His Majesty as a token of respect. "
The Envoy of the Eastern Realm is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a fair complexion and a short beard. The noble dress on his body indicates his title of Viscount.
The Viscount Alston placed an exquisite small box on the table in front of Queen Aisha, and then returned it respectfully.
Although his etiquette is impeccable, his condescending attitude is not too concealed.
However, this is also the consistent attitude of the imperial envoys in the half-elf kingdom, and Queen Aisha has long been used to it.
"Marquis Vincent has a heart."
Queen Aisha smiled to express her gratitude, and at the same time signaled to the maid beside her to open the box.
The maid opened the box and found that it contained a flag, so she took it out and unfolded it.
It was a military flag.
The flag of the Black Cavalry!
The flag was still stained with blood, and there were burnt marks in the lower left corner.
Even if it was just a flag, Queen Aisha seemed to have seen the scene of the extremely tragic battle in Shadow Canyon.
At the same time, a wave of anger rose from the bottom of her heart.
Of course, Queen Aisha didn't have much affection for the Black Cavalry, but she was completely irritated by the arrogant attitude of the messenger from the East.
When the other party sent this flag over, it was clearly saying—
The army in the northern border has been wiped out by us, so if you are sensible, hurry up and leave from our eastern border.
Viscount Alston still had the same expression, with an impeccable fake smile on his face, neither happy nor angry eyes, looking at Queen Aisha intently.
A bright smile suddenly appeared on Queen Aisha's face. She had already felt the malice from the Eastern Envoy from the very beginning, and now she looked at him seriously and exclaimed:
"I didn't expect Marquis Vincent to be so accomplished in military affairs at such a young age. Even the famous Black Cavalry Army was defeated by him. What a hero!"
Viscount Alston smiled a little reservedly: "Her Majesty is too famous. The Marquis was also worried that the Black Cavalry would pose a threat to Silvermoon City, so he sent troops to ambush halfway.
Unexpectedly, they won the battle easily. It seems that the so-called invincible Black Cavalry Army is just a name in vain. "
The smile on Queen Aisha's face became more and more gorgeous, as if it had some kind of breathtaking charm. Viscount Alston quickly lowered his head, not daring to look more.
"On behalf of all the half-elfs, I would like to thank Marquis Vincent for his helping hand and helping Silvermoon City eliminate the threat of the Black Cavalry.
In order to express my gratitude to Lord Marquis, if Lord Marquis needs anything, please do not hesitate to ask. "
Viscount Alston raised his brows, his smile remained unchanged, and said solemnly: "There are two things. Your Excellency the Marquis really hopes to get the approval of Her Majesty the Queen."
"Please tell me."
"First of all, this brazen invasion of the half-elven kingdom by the northern border is a brutal violation of the alliance agreement between the two countries. The Duke of St. Pros will definitely report to His Majesty the Emperor and punish the St. Hilde family as it should!
I heard that this incident was caused by Miss Vera's marriage, so we also hope that Your Majesty the Queen can hand over Miss Vera, and we will send her to Yulong City to accept the trial of the Emperor!
Secondly, although Lord Marquis defeated the Black Cavalry Army this time, it is inevitable that there will be evil forces threatening Silvermoon City in the future.
Therefore, in order to better help Her Majesty the Queen protect the half-elven people, and for the long-lasting friendship between the Eastern Realm and the half-elf kingdom, Lord Marquis is willing to take over the defense of Silvermoon City and become the guardian of the half-elf kingdom! "
Queen Aisha quietly listened to Viscount Alston's request, and found that the conditions in the East Territory this time were actually two things—one is to hand over Vera, and the other is to garrison troops in Silvermoon City.
As long as Queen Aisha agrees to these two conditions, it means that the Half-Elf Kingdom has completely fallen under the control of the Eastern Realm.
Viscount Alston dared to make such a request, obviously he had nothing to fear.
In his view, with the destruction of the Black Cavalry, Queen Aisha has lost foreign aid.
Not to mention that Silvermoon City had just suffered a military coup, even if the Silvermoon Guards were still intact, would they still dare to stand alone against the 100,000 troops in the Eastern Territory
Queen Aisha did not dare to resist, but said with some embarrassment:
"Your Excellency, the Viscount, you may not know that Miss Vera was assassinated in the palace. Although she saved her life through efforts to rescue her, she is still seriously injured and may not be able to travel far."
"That's it." Viscount Alston smiled, not sure if he had seen through the Queen's excuse, "Don't worry. When Marquis Vincent went out this time, he also invited a bishop to accompany the army. Wait for him When I come to Silvermoon City, I will definitely give Miss Vera the best treatment."
"Then I'm relieved." Queen Aisha smiled.
"So, do you have any comments on the Marquis's request?" Viscount Alston continued to ask.
Obviously, he was forcing Queen Elsa to show her attitude.
Queen Aisha was angry in her heart, but she still smiled on the surface: "I have no other opinions. Marquis Vincent is only thinking about the half-elven kingdom, and I am extremely grateful."
When Viscount Alston heard this, the smirk on his face finally showed a trace of sincerity: "Your Majesty, you have made the right choice for the Half-Elf Kingdom."
The other party's high-spirited attitude made Queen Aisha completely lose interest in talking, so she stood up and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, the Viscount must be very tired from the long journey. You should rest for a while, and I will host a banquet for you to clean up the dust in the evening."
"Thank you Your Majesty the Queen!"
After Viscount Alston left, Queen Aisha sent away the attendants in the palace.
Afterwards, Colin turned out from behind the curtain.
"Has this group of people in the Eastern Realm always been this arrogant?" He sat down on the throne unceremoniously, mocking in his mouth.
Queen Elsa smiled charmingly, and sat straight on Colin's lap.
A pair of jade arms wrapped around Ke Lin's neck, and he said in a half coquettish and half venting tone: "There is no way, a small country like a half-elf can only bow its knees in this way when facing the imperial envoy."
Colin held Queen Elsa's plump body in his arms and took a deep breath.
The fragrance in his nose calmed his restless heart a little.
"Don't be afraid, that Vincent is just a villain playing tricks, let's see how I deal with him!"
"Hmm." Queen Aisha put her pretty face on Colin's arms, as if listening to his heartbeat.
Ke Lin stroked the Queen's smooth back, and suddenly said: "By the way, the envoy from the East Region didn't mention the remnants of the Black Cavalry just now, so the other party probably didn't know that 8,000 Black Cavalry had withdrawn. Entered Silvermoon City."
"Well, the other party probably doesn't know about it yet. However, the movement of the black cavalry army entering the city is so big that the half-elf nobles basically know about it. This news cannot be hidden from the people of the Eastern Realm for long."
"That's right. However, we can make a fuss about how to leak this news to Viscount Alston."
"Have you got another good idea?"
"Yes, but that's not the point right now."
"So what's the point now?"
As soon as Queen Elsa's question came out, she found that her mouth was blocked.
…
The half-elf throne, which has carried the power struggle for thousands of years, is now ushering in a more primitive and fierce battle.
(end of this chapter)