I Am the God of Games

The dark and damp dungeon he imagined did not appear, and Basil found himself under house arrest in a rather well-decorated room.

Even though he knew in his heart that Lancaster would not go too far, after all, he was clearly an envoy of the Valla Empire, but Basil knew very well that the most indispensable thing in this world was a lunatic who acted eccentrically. And fools without a string in their brains.

Oftentimes, a courtier's remonstrance, a baseless message, or even just a sudden and weird idea can make the superior deal with the envoy who doesn't like it.

This is why the deeds of a successful messenger group can always become good stories and spread in various story books.

Because there are too few envoys that can be called successful in history.

In this world, there is no saying that the two armies do not come to war without killing, and few envoys who declare war between the two forces can go back in one piece.

Basil stroked his beard and thought.

Although his trip to Lancaster was not as extreme as declaring war, it was not so kind. Lancaster's senior management must be well aware of this, and the city lord probably doesn't like him.

As a result, his current situation is actually very dangerous.

"Damn it, it's all because of those king's bosses!" Thinking that his head might fall on the ground at any time, Basil couldn't help shaking his hands slightly, and pulled out one of his beards, grinning his teeth in pain: "Turn yourself They played so hard that Lancaster just sent a clown to cut them all down! Trash, all trash! When I go back, I must send a copy to His Majesty Shen Wang!"

If those kings hadn't been put down, when he was brought into the city lord's mansion by the city guards, his attitude could be a little tougher, at least he wouldn't be imprisoned so easily.

Anger is anger, and now Basil really has nothing to do, he can only wait and see what happens.

At least the other party didn't directly throw themselves into the prison, which means that the conflict between them and the imperial capital was not so serious that they would directly tear their skins apart.

In this way, I still have a chance...

While Basil was still mourning in the room, there was a knock on the door of the room from outside.

"Who is it?" Basil asked warily.

"I am a servant of the house,

If you don't mind, my lord, please go to the reception room. The person at the door replied: "Let me show you the way." "

Basil hesitated for a moment, then opened the door.

He did not choose to ignore and resist the orders of the city lord.

Originally, he was not keen on faith, and he was very perfunctory when he went to the church to hold regular services every Saturday. He was the mainstream kind of person who said, "there are so many people in the church, and the gift of the gods is not on my head."

Therefore, it is impossible to have a strong body blessed by the gods. If there is a fight, it is estimated that the enemy will kill him with a fist. He really dare not take this risk.

There was an unremarkable male servant at the door.

Seeing Basil appear, the other party saluted him, made a gesture of 'please', and then turned away.

Basil hesitated for a moment, then found that the other party had no intention of waiting for him, so he hurriedly followed.

Not long after, he came to the reception room of the City Lord's Mansion.

The lord of Lancaster, Collinf Atherton, was already there waiting for him.

To Basil's surprise, there was another person in the room besides the city lord Colinf.

The other party was a young man who looked very old-fashioned aristocrat, about fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in decent clothes, and seemed to have been chatting with the city lord before Basil arrived.

"Greetings from Jiushu, Basil." The city lord Colinfu saw Basil enter the reception room, and greeted him with a friendly smile: "The last time we met was the king's banquet several years ago. "

If it were a younger low-ranking nobleman who was treated like this by the other party, he would immediately feel good about him and put down a lot of guards.

But Basil naturally knows that the other party is not a senior who is easy to get along with, but a veteran of the two dynasties in the true sense. This friendly expression is probably a "business expression" for subordinates and juniors, so naturally he will not be stupid I was touched there.

"Yes, your demeanor is still the same as before."

Not only that, but when he saw the other party's friendly smile, Basil even felt an inexplicable pressure, so he bowed his head and flattered the other party.

"I don't know, Basil, you came to Lancaster under His Majesty's order this time, why?"

Colinfu continued to smile and said: "Don't worry, you can ask me for help if you encounter any difficulties. On the three-acre land in Lancaster, my words are still useful."

Basil thought to himself, then you have the ability to open the warehouse and let me count your food reserves, weapons and armor.

It's just that if I say this, I guess I can only go out sideways.

The other party's courage became stronger and stronger, and Basil, who couldn't think of any good excuse, couldn't help but sweat a little on his forehead. He realized that the rhythm of the topic had been completely controlled by the other party, and he was completely being manipulated by him. , it won't work to continue like this.

So he simply broke his heart, pretending that he didn't understand Kaolinfu's words, and directly changed the topic, looking at the calm young man: "I don't know if this young talent is..."

Colinfe took a deep look at Basil, which made the latter's heart twitch. Just when he thought he was going to die, the city lord showed a kind smile again.

"Yes, look at my memory. Let me introduce you formally," Colinfu said, spreading his hands to the young man, "This is Angrafate from Tunaya."

"Tunaya? It's not your nephew..." Basil didn't realize it for a moment. He thought that the young man was a descendant of a branch of the Atherton family, and Colinfe brought him out to gain insight.

After all, Colinfe's son had passed away, and there was no direct male in their lineage, and Gwendoline, the village girl of the castellan, was still young, and the position of castellan would probably have to be transferred to other relatives, but soon Basil realized what was going on. , eyes widened: "Fate?!"

Isn't Tunaya the location of Silver Eagle Castle? Isn't Mr. Silver Eagle called Pang Leinfat!

The cold sweat on his forehead suddenly became more.

Has Lancaster already started cooperating with the Principality of Silver Eagle? In this way, the royal family may become the biggest loser!

"Don't worry, I'm just here to discuss with the Lord of Atherton to hold a joint 'Twin Cities Cup' competition." Looking at the old man Basil's appearance, the young man stood up with a slight smile and said, "I came from afar Your guests, come to watch the ceremony too... By the way, your subordinates can also participate in the Twin Cities Cup. It’s just that the difficulty of the competition is relatively high, you’d better let them be mentally prepared.”