Crown of Silence

Chapter 739 Confidence

Caucasus, on the wasteland.

Among the thousands of hectares of fertile fields that sprouted and matured overnight, Paganini counted the specific numbers in his mind and asked Charles: "It's almost here, right?"

In the wheat field, Charles held a handful of wheat seeds in his hand, and it seemed that endless seeds flowed out from the gaps between his five fingers and fell on the ground. After his footsteps, they took root and sprouted...

The people behind hurriedly followed, poured water and fertilized, and after just a quarter of an hour, another acre of wheat field with a terrifying yield matured.

Charles took a short rest.

Under the scorching sun, Charles wiped the sweat from his forehead with a wet towel, took out the kettle and drank it, let out a long breath, and answered Paganini's question.

"We can't stop yet."

He shook his head and sighed: "The current production is enough to supply the front-line operations, but there are still many people in the country who can't eat."

Paganini looked down at the bugs under his feet and suddenly asked:

"Can you hold on?"

"... Just hold on for a while, and you can eat meat and fish in the future."

Compared to the past, Charles's face was a little pale, as if he had lost too much blood. He forced a smile and coughed violently, choking out the blood in his lungs.

The injuries left by the Blue King have not recovered yet.

Paganini didn't speak again.

In silence, he stared at Charles's broken little finger and the white skin due to excessive blood loss, and his eyes became a little complicated and gloomy.

After a long time, Paganini made a sound:

"Charles."

"Hmm?" Charles turned around and saw Paganini's silent expression.

"No, nothing."

Paganini shook his head, smiled, and said nothing.

Just raised his head and looked up at the sky.

He was just thinking, if the illusory god worshipped by the Holy City had half the kindness of Charles, would his choice be different?

No, I will betray him, right?

For a person like him who is born to rebel, he will do anything for the secrets of power and music theory. But now that he has power... he finds that nothing is worth his loyalty.

He sighed softly and lowered his eyes.

Besides, does this world... really need unreasonable things like gods? ——

A few hours later, the Golden Palace.

In the night, candles were lit, illuminating the entire huge palace, like daylight. After rejecting the light source provided by the ether, the pure flame lighting made this steel palace more solemn and cold, and the aura was overwhelming.

On the throne, the emperor tapped his cane and looked down at the Burgundian envoy in front of him.

"Alliance?"

"Yes."

The young man named Don Juan smiled: "The relationship between Asgard and Burgundy has a long history. They are neighbors separated by a narrow strip of water. Now that Asgard is in trouble, our country will definitely not sit idly by.

As long as we can form an alliance, our country is willing to dispatch the Phantom Fleet to share the pressure at sea for Asgard. For the southern attack on the Caucasus, the Burgundians are also willing to dispatch foreign legions as mercenaries to fight on behalf of Asgard."

The emperor looked indifferent and unmoved. Don Juan's face did not change, and he continued to add weight:

"Not only that, when necessary, our country can awaken the holy sword left by the original king-Giu Vayus..."

Hearing that name, the emperor's eyebrows raised slightly.

Giu Vayus...

The Golden Sword, the Sword of Victory, the Sword of Glory, was also the sword of the Sun King back then, known as the Sword of the Burning Sun. Before the Sun King died, he blessed the sword with all his power, turning it into a divine weapon.

In terms of power, it is not inferior to the sword in the stone, and it is even stronger in destructive power.

After all, this is the purest crystallization of the destruction of the change faction!

"Your emperor is really willing to spend a lot of money."

The emperor laughed softly, not knowing whether it was mocking or expecting.

For hundreds of years, Juvayus has been sealed in the temple under the palace, absorbing the power of the entire kingdom day and night. Its importance is even higher than the 'Archangel·Artificial Saint'.

It's a pity that for hundreds of years, no one has been able to gain its recognition and become a master who can match it.

To activate him, the only price is the emperor's blood and life.

Burgundy's willingness to spend such an important amount of money was beyond the expectations of the Emperor of Asgard. It's a pity that the idea is good, but the appetite is a bit exaggerated.

The emperor lowered his head and stared at the alliance book at hand with a sneer.

It is indeed a good 'timely rain', but unfortunately, the price is too high, which is simply wishful thinking.

As a condition for the alliance, Asgard not only has to pay Burgundy a huge fee, but also has to transfer dozens of forbidden technologies and plant more troubles.

If the alliance is successful, then Asgard's decades of savings may be easily taken away by the Burgundians.

The emperor chuckled softly and threw the alliance book aside: "You want too much, don't you think the price is a bit too much?"

"Of course, these can be negotiated."

Don Juan smiled, "I can make the decision and cross out the technology transfer and national debt part, but can your country make some small concessions in other aspects?"

The emperor's eyes became subtle:

"For example?"

"For example, 'relief'."

Don Juan lowered his head sincerely: "For a long time, Burgundy has been eager for its faith to be recognized by the religious order. Now that Asgard has enjoyed the blessings of the gods for so long, can you consider sharing the Lord's relief with Burgundy? The first point?"

The emperor said nothing.

The atmosphere became solemn, and a faint chill spread from the throne.

After a long silence, the emperor laughed, his laughter full of coldness.

He did not expect that the appetite of the Burgundians was greater than he imagined... They wanted more than just the small profits in front of them, they also wanted to directly dig into the roots of Asgard and enjoy Asgard. Treatment received after the Third Amendment Act.

Even, welcome the sect into the country and master the sect’s background and secrets...

These bastards want to cut off Asgard's beard!

What's the use of having more lapis lazuli? Can victory and power be bought? No matter how many taboo technologies are mastered, if the religious order imposes a ban, shouldn’t everything that should be destroyed be destroyed?

If you can get the support of the Order, if you can get a status like Asgard, with the support and technology of the Order, and by activating the state machine, everything will be at your fingertips!

Didn't Asgard become the behemoth it is today with the support of the Order?

Although the sect is now weak and has lost its suppression and authority over other countries, its own heritage is still astonishingly rich. No one knows how many amazing secrets and powers are contained in this organization that has led the human world for hundreds of years...

For Burgundy, this is an eternal opportunity. Even if it pays a huge price, as long as it can get the favor of the religious order, then everything will be worth it!

"Do Burgundians like to dream so much?"

The emperor stared at the envoys at the foot of the steps indifferently, "Since you like talking in your sleep so much, there is no need to consider forming an alliance this time. After all, there is an old saying..."

He paused and his expression turned mocking:

"—War, let the Burgundians go away."

Don Juan was silent.

After a long while, he shrugged helplessly: "That's such a pity... I hope that His Majesty can change his mind soon. After all, His Majesty's enthusiasm for boxing cannot last long."

After that, he saluted with grace and etiquette, turned around and left.

-

Outside the palace, the entourage who had been waiting for a long time hurriedly greeted him and put a heavy robe on him to resist the terrible cold even in the golden summer of the Golden Palace.

In the carriage, an old man named Richelieu asked: "Your Highness, how did the conversation go?"

"Either the Asgardians have gone crazy, or the Asgardians have not gone crazy yet. In short, they did not agree."

Don Juan picked up the hot tea and drank it in one gulp, sneezed and wiped his nose awkwardly: "However, this is also expected. Teacher Richelieu, have you contacted the people in the religious group? "

"With some of my previous contacts, I made an appointment with a cardinal to meet the day after tomorrow."

"very good."

Don Juan nodded, gritted his teeth, and his gentle mask dissipated, revealing an irritated grin, "If Asgard doesn't want it, we'll talk to the Order directly."

"The Order will not agree to it either." Richelieu looked at him, "You are doing useless work."

"No, we're taking the lead."

Don Juan leaned back on the chair with a calm expression: "Whether it's the Asgardians or the cult, I want them to know the escape route we have prepared for them. However, after they refuse this time, the price next time will be Don’t think about such a discount.”

"Are you so confident about the situation of this war?" Richelieu looked at him with a complicated expression: "Why do you think Asgard will definitely lose?"

"No, I don't know if Asgard will lose. I just have confidence in my former friends."

Don Juan's eyes were lowered, as if staring at the past time:

"I believe he will win."

——

At this moment, the Golden Palace.

Only the emperor and the old musicians were left in the palace.

"Listening to them arguing all afternoon, it's been hard for you." The emperor seemed to be fully aware of the old musician's predicament, and he was in the mood to make a little joke: "Do you have any countermeasures?"

The old musician was silent for a moment and replied: "For the current plan, we can only launch a full-scale war in advance."

For Asgard, it is not difficult to face attacks from both fronts at the same time, and it is even said that it has enough power. But failure to win would be a shame for Asgard.

Especially since the ship has capsized in Angru, Asgard urgently needs a complete victory to inspire people. Instead of being stuck in the quagmire of war and having an awkward tug-of-war with the other side...

"Your Majesty, please authorize the awakening of the giants on land."

The old musician asked for help.

Awaken the current land giant, push all the way from Blanc Fortress, occupy Anglo's land territory within a month, and then counterattack the Caucasus...

"unnecessary."

The emperor flatly rejected this.

For some reason, the emperor's firm tone suddenly made the old musician feel uneasy...