Don't confiscate my citizenship

In the history of the Pollant Empire, Chikel Manor in the north served as a venue for political and diplomatic activities in the northern continent many times.

Imperial ministers often receive foreign leaders here, hold bilateral talks, discuss international affairs, and strengthen relations with neighboring countries.

Manor meetings are held in a more private and relaxed atmosphere, helping to break down the boundaries of a formal meeting room.

In the mist-shrouded morning, Princess Hyperion and the Fallen Lord were guided by the envoys of the Pollant Empire through the seemingly endless and lush gardens around the Chikel Manor.

As the ambassador's motorcade slowly drove through the twists and turns of the road, the true face of the manor gradually revealed its ancient stone walls and spire towers, shimmering in the rain and dew.

As the princess and ambassador of the Demon Realm, she was wearing a hunting suit worn by the Demon Realm's aristocrats, with her finely braided silver hair hanging on her shoulders. She stepped out of the car with steady steps. Her arrival was undoubtedly the most exciting thing for the people of the Border Empire on this dark cloudy day. The center of attention.

Beside her, Fallen Lord Kaliela closed her eyes to ensure the princess's safety.

Although the surrounding guards knew that this foreign woman was the legendary ninth-level demon, they still couldn't help but keep their eyes on her for a little longer.

"Lord Kaliela, please further restrain your magic power."

The knight leader who led them to the mansion said respectfully and solemnly.

As the strongest eighth-level imperial general on the border, he personally knows how to be immune to Kaliela's magic power.

But for low-level humans, even if they don't need to fall into Kaliela's illusion, they may just be fascinated by her, and their minds may gradually melt due to her magic power.

The neighboring Kingdom of Bliss has fallen, and now the people of the Pollant Empire are in panic.

Even with the demons who were interested in forming an alliance, they did not dare to relax at all before the negotiations were completed, and even chose a remote manor as the location.

Located in the countryside on the outskirts of the city, Chickle Manor provides a relatively isolated and quiet environment suitable for negotiations that are sensitive or require a high level of concentration.

Its relatively secluded location is conducive to ensuring the security and privacy of meetings, especially when sensitive topics need to be dealt with.

In a bad war situation, the only good news was that the orc city-state in the Land of Eternal Night opened a trade route to the Demon Realm for them, and the Demon Realm also sold a large number of them to the Paulante Empire at a very low price. Military supplies.

Some time ago, the royal craftsmen sent by Queen Keshia successfully gained the friendship of several great lords of the orc city-states in the Land of Eternal Night.

In order to protect the safety of the craftsman, her identity information has been hidden by Queen Kesia. However, now the people's trust in this queen is gradually deepening, and her right to speak is now more and more weighty.

Judging from Queen Keshia's opinion, she agrees with actively seeking help from the demon world. She must at least try to believe in the demon world first, otherwise there will be no improvement.

"I see."

Kaliela nodded and said indifferently.

After staying with Wumingqing for a long time, she thought that her passive spell had failed, but the obvious effect was actually still there.

As the princess and her entourage passed through the main entrance of the manor, they were led into a spacious reception room. The antique furniture, tapestries and paintings in the hall retain the appearance of when Chicker Manor was built. The fireplace radiates light and heat. , dispelled the moisture that filled the garden, and welcomed the messengers from the devil world from afar.

In this elegantly decorated reception room, at one end of the conference table, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, Duke Moretti, was already waiting.

"Dear Your Excellency Kaliera, and Her Royal Highness the Princess, I am deeply honored to meet you at such a critical moment. Please allow me, on behalf of my country and people, to express my most sincere welcome to you all. "

The figure of Duke Moretti came from the floor-to-ceiling window behind him. The thin morning light outside the window seemed to have gilded his silhouette with a layer of gold. He bowed.

His posture was steady and relaxed, and with a slight smile he invited the demons to take their seats.

"It's also an honor."

Kaliela responded without much rise in voice.

The other party seemed to be convinced that she was the real speaker, and even treated her as the main object of respect during greetings, while the princess was only a secondary one.

Kaliela can understand this kind of judgment. If it were placed a month ago, although it is not in line with etiquette, it can please the real people in power in the demon world.

Hyperion didn't say much, only maintaining the dignity that Caliella asked her to maintain, and followed Caliella to her seat.

Now that she has discovered that there is a powerful demon like Kaliera who is willing to take her to play, it is good. She does not have to do anything, just leave it to Kaliera to do the work. Anyway, thinking about it now, Kaliera is very interested in her. Very good, almost a personal bodyguard. After Thalia and the Ice Witch, she seems to have a passive skill and can always find an adult female demon to take care of her.

The two delegations sat around the dark wooden round table and started a simple conversation. The table was soon filled with necessary documents and maps.

"Dear Lord Caliera, we all know that the current situation in the northern continent is full of uncertainty. The Polante Empire has always pursued peace and stability. If the Demon World is willing to help us achieve this goal, I believe it will It will be a mutually beneficial cooperation..."

Duke Moretti began to carefully elaborate on the Pollante Empire's position and expectations for the upcoming negotiations.

The interior is illuminated by carefully modulated light.

As the sound of rain outside the window became heavier and heavier, the voice was mixed with white noise.

The scenery outside the manor was blurred by the rain, but the shadows of the dancing trees and the green hills in the distance were still vaguely visible. They were green and dim in the rain, making the surrounding sky even more gloomy.

Hyperion looked out the window. Although the conversation in the conference room could be heard in her ears, she was only thinking about whether Lan Qi had brought an umbrella.

She recalled that at Boss Cat's restaurant, after going downstairs to give Lan Qi an umbrella, he and she chatted for a long time under the rain eaves. She didn't feel that those times were experienced, but now she thinks about them inadvertently and feels that they are wonderful.

"I wonder if Duke Moretti misunderstood our purpose?"

Kaliela's slightly unhappy words brought Hyperion back to her consciousness.

Hyperion looked sideways and found that Kaliela beside her had frowned after a brief conversation.

"That's it. The original intention of our Paulante Empire was not to seek confrontation, and we were simply unable to fight against the Horning Empire's pressing army. Before the Kingdom of Bliss fell, the cabinet had already actively discussed the possibility of peace talks with the Horning Empire. issue, now even the Prime Minister is no longer opposed to the possibility of seeking peace talks. I believe that through our joint efforts, unnecessary sacrifices can be avoided. Now it is the same with the Demon World, we prefer to use diplomacy and negotiation as a means, Let’s find a solution that works for everyone.”

Moretti continued to maintain a ceremonial smile and patiently and respectfully explained to Cagliera.

The light was pale and weak, unable to penetrate the haze of the sky, and could only barely outline the outlines of the objects in the room.

"Duke Moretti, may I understand that the Paulante Empire has given up on fighting against the Horning Empire and the Blood Tribe?"

Kaliera asked.

"You can't say that. After all, we still have to retain the last possibility of resistance instead of completely surrendering. Otherwise, we will have no leverage to negotiate peace with the other party."

Duke Moretti spread his hands easily.

"In that case, why not try to resist together with a greater chance of winning?"

"I don't think I can win."

"..."

Calliera felt like talking to this man was like hitting cotton wool.

He couldn't say a single useful word, but he was able to brush off the demons' real intention to form an alliance against the Horning Empire.

According to Kaliela's information, the Pollant Empire Council is still hesitant about the alliance proposed by the demons.

After all, in the eyes of the Polantes, the change in attitude of the demons is too illogical, and any alliance with the demons is undoubtedly a big gamble.

The Demon Realm is much stronger than their Paulante Empire.

What's more, some time ago, the Demon Clan has been showing signs of peace talks with the Vampire Clan, and even a Vampire Clan envoy went to the Demon Realm and received a grand welcome from the Demon Clan.

If the demons want to help the vampires test the Paulante Empire, give them a fatal blow from behind, and annex the Paulante Empire without any effort, the same possibility exists.

But Duke Moretti's personal attitude was very obvious. He almost told the demons clearly, asking them not to disrupt the peace talks between the Paulante Empire and the Horning Empire.

As a conservative, he has his own judgment and interests.

"Duke Moretti, could you please help me contact Prime Minister Wilford? I would like to have a brief communication with him."

Kaliera took a deep breath and continued.

Even Queen Kesia has the courage to resist, which shows that not everyone in the Pollante Empire now has Duke Moretti's attitude.

"I'm sorry, the prime minister has his job, and as the foreign minister, this is my responsibility. I can't put everything on the prime minister."

Duke Moretti shook his head regretfully.

"Then can you use communication magic to convey to Helsalem that I want to briefly communicate with the Prime Minister and let him decide whether to talk to me."

Cailliera backed down again.

"I'm sorry, can you convey it to me first, or do you have some ulterior plot and must have a private meeting with the Prime Minister?"

Duke Moretti looked at her and smiled calmly and said,

"Please tell me your thoughts first, and I will convey them to the Prime Minister on your behalf."

Kaliela felt her blood pressure rise.

She tried her best and finally suppressed her anger.

The foreign minister no longer had any thoughts of resistance and only wanted to negotiate peace with the vampires. Although he did not have the power to refuse and decide the alliance with the demons, Cailliera believed that if he was asked to help spread the word to Prime Minister Wilford, The meaning of words must change.

Now she wanted to see the Prime Minister, but she was stuck in the middle by the Foreign Minister.

The more sincerely she begged the other party, the more easily the other party would shirk her away as if teasing her.

Caliera now has a strong need to suspect that Duke Moretti is already building bridges with the vampires.

"Your Excellency Kaliera, I am fully aware of your hostility towards the Horning Empire at this moment and your firm determination to fight against it. However, in this long night, we must look for the light, even if it is so weak that it is almost invisible."

He paused briefly to make sure his words gave everyone time to think,

"Our country, our people, are in the midst of uncertainty and fear, and we cannot allow them to head toward a future filled with bloodshed and destruction. Yes, compromising with the evil forces of the Horning Empire may seem like weakness, but if it can Isn’t it worth at least exploring how to save thousands of lives and allow our children to grow up without the shadow of war?”

Duke Moretti looked around, his eyes finally resting on Cagliera opposite him, and he spoke slowly, his voice calm and persuasive.

Kaliela's expression was a little stiff with anger, but she still tried her best to endure her anger.

"Don't you think you're being hypocritical?"

Before Caliera could think of how to speak, Hyperion finally couldn't help but ask.

She felt heartbroken when she saw that Kaliera had changed her temper and suffered alone in order to take the overall situation into consideration, especially since Kaliera now looked like Tata to her, and now she had turned Kaliera As friends, naturally I can't bear to see my friend feel so aggrieved.

Calliera raised her eyes and looked at Hyperian in surprise. Superlian shook his head at Calliera, meaning to tell Calliera to stop being patient, and we demons will not tolerate this.

"Oh? Your Highness, Princess, do you think I am not qualified to say such a thing? But you have to know that now, the choice we face is not just war or peace, but whether to give peace a chance, even if it seems out of reach. I’m not saying surrender, but I’m advocating wisdom and foresight – using negotiation as an extension of our strength, rather than seeing it as a weakness. I’m afraid you demons won’t understand this, right?”

Duke Moretti looked at Hyperion and asked without flinching.

"Shut up, you useless Foreign Minister."

Kaliela could no longer bear it, and her eyes no longer concealed her natural hostility as a demon.

She now understands that this aristocratic lord is a pure waste among wastes. He is neither stupid nor bad, and his corpse is nothing.

The air in the reception room suddenly solidified, and the atmosphere of calm chatting turned into tense. The imperial guards were on alert for a moment.

"Oh, since the demon clan seems to have no intention of continuing the negotiation, does this negotiation end unilaterally?"

Duke Moretti still looked polite, and his eyes still had that smile that couldn't tell whether it was sincere or mocking.

He believed that Lord Fallen would not take action. After all, if he really did take action, the demons would have no chance of negotiating peace with the Polante Empire.

Then part of the deal he negotiated with the vampires would be completed.

Although he does not have the power to finalize the alliance between the Paulante Empire and the demons, he does have a way to prevent Kaliela from seeing Wilford.

Now that fool Wilford is still in Helsalem, he is kept in the dark and has no idea about the detailed information of the demon mission.

Just thinking about it, Duke Moretti felt that the way this ninth-level demon was groveling just now was ridiculous.

"Duke Moretti, I remember you, but I always have a way to contact the important people in the empire I want to find. After all, you can't stop the courageous Paulantes from forming an alliance with us."

Kaliela whispered deeply.

"I am looking forward."

Duke Moretti stood up and responded with a smile that was 100% formulaic.

It was as if he was telling her that the days ahead were long and he had plenty of ways to disgust her.

Kaliera breathed a long sigh of relief and felt panicked. If she hadn't come here sincerely to discuss an alliance, she needed to let the people of the Paulant Empire see the friendly intentions of their demons. According to her past temper, she would have been I want to kill this Duke ten thousand times.

But now she had to be patient.

at this time.

There was a rush of footsteps outside the conference room, and any guards who wanted to stop them were ordered to stop by another group of people as soon as they were about to take action.

With the sound of the door opening.

An imposing man walked into the conference room.

His figure is like the weight of history itself, and every step he takes is decisive.

He did not speak immediately. His eyes slowly moved around the room, finally settling on Duke Moretti, and then turned to the Fallen Lord.

"Duke Moretti, why didn't you inform me about this important diplomatic issue?"

he asked.

"..."

Duke Moretti's expression suddenly turned gloomy.

"Will Forte, how did you know?"

"That's not the key. The key is that you probably put a lot of effort into keeping me from knowing about the demon envoy's arrival and its detailed time and location? Thank you for your hard work."

Lan Qi took off his hat and put it on the table, leaning on his cane and smiling.

Duke Moretti stood up immediately, the shadows growing deeper and deeper on his face, and walked out of the conference room door without saying a word.

"Sir Moretti, won't you stay and listen?"

Lan Qi asked concernedly behind him.

"No need, since the Prime Minister distrusts me so much, then there is no need for me to stay here."

Moretti said coldly without stopping to look back.

"I will resign."

He added and disappeared into the dim corridor outside the door.

The foreign secretary's resignation will open a vote of no confidence to impeach the prime minister.

Soon, the House's trust in the Prime Minister will also be at rock bottom.

By then, even if Wilford wants to be arbitrary and chaotic, it will be of no avail! !

The conference room was quiet for a long time.

Lan Qi walked to the opposite side of the demon clan without any haste and sat down where Duke Moretti had just been sitting. At the same time, he waved all the other ministers and military guards in the conference room out.

Kaliela was still slightly stunned.

She looked at this figure and roughly understood that when it seemed that today's negotiation had failed and a long-term plan was needed, the Prime Minister of the Paulante Empire, Wilford, actually took the initiative to find them.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wilford, to cause you trouble, but how did you know about the meeting arranged by Moretti."

Without enough time to suppress the joy that surged in her heart, Kaliela said to the man opposite her with a favorable tone in her voice.

"Not only do I know the time of this meeting, I also know that if we don't reach an agreement, you plan to forcibly brainwash me and become your slave."

Lan Qi leaned back in his chair and shook his head tiredly.

"...?"

Luo Qing was stunned for a long time, as if he was petrified and about to burst.

How do you know... what I said to Wuming Qing...

Her brain was racing at a rapid pace.

Finally, when her computer was about to shut down, she came up with an explanation that she couldn't accept.

"Who are you……?"

Kaliela stood up in disbelief, pointed at the man opposite, and asked in a trembling voice.

Although this man's appearance has changed, the look in his eyes is still so familiar.

Lan Qi nodded, which was worth a thousand words.

"Ahh..."

Kaliela covered her cheeks, her brain was buzzing as she recalled what she had said to Lanci before.

Although this meeting can be said to have ended as soon as it started.

But Qing Luo felt like he wanted to escape from the Paulante Empire overnight!

"..."

Lan Qi looked at Caliera and didn't know how to comfort her.

Unexpectedly, the ninth-level demon would also blush.

Fortunately, everything is going well so far, and the negotiations with the demons are basically in place.

Next, when he leaves this room, he and Luo Qing will pretend that they don't know each other, and he will also turn on the live broadcast again.

Now everything is ready.

Lan Qi has never forgotten the person waiting for him outside the shadow world.

Dean Loren, I've been waiting for a long time.

Another ten days have passed, and Loren should not turn black under the high pressure.

In this darkest moment, it's time to watch Lan Qi's desperate counterattack.