A strange world

Chapter 1064 Section 295. Negotiations on the ownership of the kingdom

In the evening, the setting sun descended towards the West Sea, and the entire plain would be gilded with gold - this is the origin of the name of Sunset Plain.

The new capital is located in the snow-covered Sunset Plain. It is not alone, because in the south of the plain, two teams that have come all the way from the border officially meet.

The Sunset Plain is flat and there is no natural barrier that can be defended.

The poor have nothing to lose. The nobles can stand on the side of Free City. Only the rich who rely on the kingdom to survive are the most panicked.

As a result, they found that the chairman of the parliament disappeared and the king could not be contacted. They had to try their best to save themselves.

Including but not limited to recruiting private soldiers, contacting the Free Blade, and looking for foreign aid.

The Duchy of Keating, the largest trading country in the Kingdom of Recanel, which made a lot of money in the war, received the most requests for help.

At this moment, the twin ministers of the duchy were discussing.

"We should help the weak and fight the strong." The Minister of Finance said sitting behind a pile of letters for help.

"We send troops to help the Kingdom of Recanal resist Free City?" asked the young Minister of the Interior.

"Free City is too strong."

"What will other countries think of us if we do nothing?"

"The Principality of Keating is always neutral." The Minister of Finance spoke in an official tone.

"What do you mean by helping the weak and suppressing the strong?"

"Continue to dump goods to the kingdom."

...

Free City has already won. Except for the Principality of Keating, which is under the banner of free trade, no force dares to help the kingdom anymore - they can't help.

Although the main force of the kingdom is still there, the land outside the Sunset Plains is almost occupied by the Free Blade.

"The Glory of Recanal" publishes the latest issue of the newspaper: The unstoppable free fighters are about to break through the new capital.

Olin brought back the news from Montreal Mountain. An unknown legendary wizard broke into the Imperial Royal Magic Academy and was killed by the dean and the Mage Tower. Only a few people were injured - this is the official tone.

The truth known only to a few people revealed the identity of the attacker and the stolen life box of Vitalig, and only a few people were injured.

The Senate President prevented the situation from getting worse and used his life to atone for his sins. It was difficult for the Empire to blame Vitalig, who was of the same bloodline as the Montreal Golden Family.

Despite this, Annan still didn't believe that the Senate President was dead, and neither did Olmedo.

Would a legendary wizard who used Annan as a puppet and manipulated him to achieve his goals just die so easily?

Would he also have a life box?

Annan didn't know.

Vitalig was visiting Liberty City, reminiscing and negotiating with Olmedo. But Annan would not suspend the war. As a result, as long as the war was not reached, Rekanel would remain an enemy.

Annan was targeting Clo, what did it have to do with you, Vitalig?

Whether Vitalig wanted Liberty City to stop or help him succeed to the throne, Vitalig had to pay Annan a reward that satisfied him.

Olmedo would not let him down on this point.

The Free Blade was advancing, and Annan, who was uncontrollable, was even more fearless after returning.

From the disappeared parliamentarian to the military minister to one-fifth of the parliamentarians, they are all my people. What can you use to fight me?

Renato took the lead and invited several parliamentarians who were wavering between the Kingdom and Free City in the name of the parliamentarian.

As they talked and laughed, Annan walked into the lounge with his men.

"Puff--"

The moment they saw the aggressive Annan, the parliamentarians couldn't help but spit out the tea in their mouths.

"Reinato, what do you mean?!" One of the parliamentarians shouted.

Renato stood up and said, "Everyone, I have thought about it. The fate of the kingdom is about to end. Only by joining Free City can we regain our life!"

The parliamentarians looked at each other. Why is it different from what they thought...

"Reinato, are you kidding?" A parliamentarian who was on good terms with Renato frowned.

"No, I am indeed the Free Blade."

Annan next to him tore off his disguise at the same time: "I won't pretend anymore, I am Annan."

The parliamentarians were stunned, their mouths were wide open and a dragon egg could be stuffed in.

"Then the ones you caught..."

"Of course they are not Free Blades, but diehards."

The councillors continued to think deeply. The councillor and Or... no, they were very close to Annan, so...

"Yes, the councillor is my uncle." Annan guessed their thoughts through their expressions.

They didn't believe it, but they were not qualified to say they didn't believe it. There was no choice but to join the Free Blade.

By winning them over, almost one-third of the councillors in the entire kingdom stood on their side. In fact, it could continue, but Annan didn't think much of it. Most of the remaining councillors had blood on their hands.

Giving the lead to Renato, Annan returned to the Purification Court and opened the portal to Free City.

The negotiations between Olmedo and Vitalig were coming to an end.

"Are you used to it?" Annan asked Vitalig, who was sitting on the left.

"It's just like heaven." Vitalig showed a longing that didn't seem fake.

After being trapped in the life box for three years, even the dungeon was as warm as home in his eyes.

Olmedo waited for them to finish talking, then changed to a formal tone that Annan rarely saw. Most of the time when Annan was present, Olmedo looked helpless and doting on him.

In the past few days, Olmedo and Vitalig had been fighting over the Kingdom of Recanal.

Olmedo said that the Free Blade was already at the gates of the city, and the kingdom was in his possession, so Vitalig's help was not needed.

Vitalig affirmed, but he also said that without the Kingdom of Rekanel, there would be no country in the west of the entire northern border that could stop the ratmen. They could march straight into Middle-earth and threaten the Free City.

Annan interrupted, "Why do you think you can do it?"

"Kro can sell the entire kingdom to the ratmen, and I can also take back what he sold." Vitalig said firmly.

Annan did not doubt Vitalig's belief. After all, Asimov and the Senate Chairman chose to believe him.

What he said made sense. The Free City could not swallow the entire kingdom. Forcing it to swallow would only make itself die...

The two choices are equivalent to immediate interests and long-term interests.

"Cough..."

The tempted Annan saw the eyes of Olmedo who coughed lightly, rubbed his mouth and covered it: "Well... but let us spit out what we have eaten..."

"That is your spoils of war. I have no objection. I can even make the kingdom your vassal-"

Vitalig said shockingly.

"We don't need it." Olmedo refused, seeing through his tricks.

Vassal...will they help the kingdom when it gets into trouble? With the small size of Free City, if they dare to help, they will be dragged into the mud and drowned.

Olmedo didn't really want the entire kingdom, he just wanted to bargain with it.

Vitalig just smiled. Politicians are shameless. He has already played this role.

"What about the compensation for defeat? I can sign a compensation contract with you as the future king of Rekanel."