Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 200 Internal and external cooperation

Vincent knocked on the door of Fred's tent, and a voice came from inside: "Come in." He composed himself and pushed the door open.

Fred did not expect that the person coming would be Vincent. To be honest, he was not familiar with this teacher, not even an acquaintance. When he came to the door, Fred felt extremely strange.

"Vincent...teacher?" He called Vincent's name hesitantly, not sure if he called it right.

"Your Highness, I have resigned and am no longer a teacher." Vincent showed a slightly helpless smile, "You can just call me by my name."

Fred was kind and polite: "Sir Vincent, why are you here?"

Vincent took a deep breath and became obviously nervous: "Your Highness, I don't think this war can continue like this."

"Oh?" Fred raised his hand, gesturing for him to continue.

"If this consumption continues, neither side will actually be able to take advantage. The other party's resource supply is definitely not as much as ours. If this continues, they will suffer losses sooner or later, so they must have other plans."

Vincent analyzed what he said and found that he was not wrong. What he said was very superficial and superficial, and basically anyone with a sense of the overall situation can see it.

"So?" Fred asked, waiting for Vincent's next words.

"So if we want to win a quick victory, we have to use another method, such as going deep into the enemy's interior and working together inside and outside to break through the enemy's defense line."

This sounds like a very good plan, but this plan is just like "How to weigh an elephant, the first step is to prepare a scale, the second step is to put the elephant on it, and the third step is to read the reading."

In fact, it is empty talk.

Fred has also seen many people who come to him to brag and only end up bragging but not doing anything. Vincent also belongs to this category?

"What do you want to do?" Fred asked calmly. In short, if you ask more, you can see whether his plan is a fantasy or a practical one.

"Do you remember what Miss Mary said?"

What did Mary say... Fred recalled it carefully. In his impression, Mary didn't really have anything worth remembering, so he shook his head.

"That's the sentence. If she doesn't resist, her fate will be the fate of the nobles tomorrow." Vincent repeated the gist of Mary's words. "I think you can also see that Miss Mary means to encourage other nobles to follow her."

Together she became a rebel."

Fred only needed a slight push and he immediately understood: "So you want to get inside in the name of rebellion?"

"Yes," Vincent smiled a little embarrassedly, "I'm not afraid of your jokes. I am... an adopted son."

Among the nobility, Fred naturally understood what it meant to be an adopted son. For a person who was treated as a thorn in the side from birth, it was a delusion to grow up peacefully. Sometimes the heir of his family or the legitimate son made a mistake, and he

He is the best scapegoat.

With such an identity, "rebellion" is indeed very convincing.

"But how can I believe that you are not really a traitor?" You know, once Vincent "rebels", it means that they have lost control of him. If Vincent really rebels, Mission: Impossible will directly kill them.

What should I do if I get cheated?

"I can accept whatever you want to do to me, Your Highness." Vincent saw that things were promising and immediately said, "I know that the royal family has some forbidden magic that can control the life and death of others. I am willing to bear such magic.

"

...That's weird. Vincent can't possibly make fun of his own life. No one is worth gambling with his own life, and Cress is no exception.

If possible, Fred did not want to use such forbidden magic. He clicked on the table and asked the next question without comment: "Then, how do you make the enemy believe in your sincerity? If you have no knowledge of the enemy

Value will not have real power at all, so how can we talk about internal and external cooperation?"

This question... If the truth is told, Vincent doesn't have to worry about this at all. After all, he was begged by Cress to go, but the truth cannot be told, so he said: "Then it depends on how much sincerity His Highness is willing to provide.

I took it over."

Fred's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Do you want to trade military secrets in exchange for your status?"

"If Your Highness has a better way, I will definitely follow it." Vincent immediately changed his promise.

"Okay, I understand. You can go out first. I will consider your proposal carefully." Fred confirmed that Vincent had some ability, but maybe it was limited by his background and his vision was not the same.

It's not enough. I came here to provide him with advice, probably because I wanted to gain merit. After all, he had let it out that in this war, regardless of status, if you have merit, you can be made a noble.

Vincent stood up and left.

Is he really honest? How is that possible? In front of Fred, he is naturally acting.

Vincent had never planned to convince Fred at once from the beginning. It was impossible. For such a big matter, Fred was naturally very cautious. If he could convince Fred with just one mouth, he would really do it as soon as possible.

Forget about defecting to the demons. The purpose of his trip is to provide Fred with an idea and to bring "Vincent" into Fred's sight. If there is any mission,

Fred would consider him.

He walked out of Fred's tent and saw Azarez walking towards this side with Felissa. The two of them exchanged meaningful glances and understood each other.

Fred has done enough here. The next step is to deal with Cress. Today happens to be the day that Cress promised.

He avoided everyone's sight with ease and stepped onto the path, and as expected, he saw Cress waiting for him.

"You're here," Cress greeted him with a smile, "How are you thinking."

"I agree to your request." Vincent replied.

What? There was a trace of surprise in Cress's eyes: "I thought I would have to fight with you a few more times. What changed your mind?"

Vincent raised his hand and touched her face, looking at her with an extremely complicated look: "Because of you."

This sentence is half true and half false, it is indeed because of her, but it is not only because of her.

However, it is lies like this that can be believed.

Cress didn't fully believe it, but that didn't matter. She wouldn't make the same mistake again. As long as the man agreed to leave with her, she would definitely do whatever it took to ensure that the man was obedient. After all, what she wanted was, in the final analysis, his love for the abandoned avenue.

The dominance of those people: “Are we leaving now?”

"No, you go first. I will come to you with a surprise after a while." Vincent refused. He smoothed Cress's frown with his hand, "Trust me, huh?"

Believe? Cress didn't know how to write these two words, but she was really curious about what Vincent's "surprise" was, so she didn't continue to pester and simply left.

(End of chapter)