Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

As soon as the young officer finished speaking, the scene fell into silence.

The red-haired young man looked at Marquis Kekalima and the young officer at a loss. He tried to say something to ease the tense atmosphere, but he didn't know how to speak.

"How long will it take to pass?" Marquis Kekalima suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a low voice.

The young officer looked directly at him without fear, and replied in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "Your Excellency, we don't know yet. We will only open the door to let people go after the order from above to lift the blockade is issued."

"Of course, if you insist on forcing your way in, you can only step over our bodies."

"Very good, very backbone!" Marquis Kekalima's face showed a trace of anger and a trace of catharsis, and he directly pressed the young officer to the ground.

Seeing their captain being bullied, hundreds of people drew their swords and prepared to fight to the death.

Although the enemies are powerful, they are not cowards.

Looking at this scene, Marquis Kekalima snorted and said with a hint of ridicule: "Seeing that Verin Akers is very good at training dogs, you are willing to devote your lives to him."

After saying that, Marquis Kekalima took back the leaked breath and turned to leave.

This small punishment has achieved the purpose of the demonstration. Don't kill this ant to avoid causing some trouble.

After seeing the delegation leave, the red-haired young man stepped forward to help the young officer up. With a wry smile on his face, he comforted: "Brother, don't take it to heart. Marquis Kekalima has a very strong character. This time he just used his own momentum. It’s very restrained to oppress you.”

"I know." The young officer sat on the ground, touched the blood at the corner of his mouth, and said, "This is my duty. I cannot avoid it, even if it means death."

Although he had known the young man in front of him for less than two months, the red-haired young man really admired his character. Unfortunately, the two of them were now in a hostile relationship.

After the young officer's breath stabilized, the red-haired young man took out a bottle of magic potion from his arms and stuffed it into the other's arms: "Don't leave any sequelae. I'm going back first."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the young officer's consent, the red-haired young man quickly returned to the army and took the troops back to the military camp.

During the following period, he felt a headache when he thought of serving the Marquis of Kekalima. He hoped that the negotiation could start as soon as possible.

Looking at the Woodland Freedom Alliance army retreating in the distance, the young officer hesitated for a while, but finally said nothing, accepting the red-haired youth's kindness.

"Sir, does this matter need to be reported?"

An officer came to the young officer and asked respectfully.

The young officer stood up, took off the cork of the potion, drank it in one gulp, and then ordered his subordinates: "Just report the arrival of the delegation in the town of Macaliga, and treat other matters as if they did not happen."

In Srivili City, after Weilin learned that the expeditionary force delegation of the Kingdom of Apfeng had arrived in Magaliga Town, he ordered that the border area between the Haina Region and the Bilien Region be strictly guarded and no one should be allowed to cross the border.

Before my grandfather arrived in the Haina region, negotiations could never begin, and the delegation even had to be shut out.

After all, the participants in this negotiation are not only the Life Church of the Ilia Kingdom, but also the forces from the Life Church of the Northern Isi Kingdom.

If it only involves the interests related to the Life Church of the Ilia Kingdom, he can also bring the delegation in and even entertain them. After all, this is a big sponsor who is ready to compensate them at any time.

Unfortunately, when it comes to the Life Church in another country, you have to be more cautious.

From the total number of troops dispatched this time, we can get a glimpse of the strength of the Northern Isi Kingdom, and it is even possible that the other party will lead this negotiation.

However, there is no guarantee, and Saint Anastasia may personally preside over it.

…

In Flowing City, five legends sat around a round table. Except for the silent Saint Anastasia, the other four legends began to discuss how to demand huge compensation from the Harvest Church.

Whether it is the Church of Life in the Kingdom of Ilia or the Church of Life in the Kingdom of Northern Isi, their interests are highly consistent. When ensuring the southward expansion of the Goddess of Life belief area, they are trying their best to cut off the flesh of the Harvest Church.

In the world of Ilerilia, the Harvest Church is famous for its wealth. This opportunity finally came to us and we must not let it go.

A legendary low-level mage wearing a star robe looked at the Duke of Moravia and suggested in a respectful tone: "Elder, the status of your grandson's subordinate who died in the battle is too low, he must be raised up. That’s it.”

"You really need to mention it to the top, otherwise it will be difficult to use it during negotiations." The Duke of Moravia stroked his beard and replied, "The main members of the lower-level soldiers of the Aram army are Tetons, but this The commander of the third battalion, Kalundin, is a German, so let the Principality of Basaromu recognize him as his adopted son to increase his bargaining chips."

A legendary low-level knight sitting in the northwest seat made a suggestion: "Saint Anastasia, the Elder of Moravia, His Excellency the Duke of Monian Anchorage, and the Venerable Lahapa, I suggest that we can also The relatives of the fallen general were given preferential treatment.”

"In order to shut up the Harvest Church, I think the Grand Duchy of Brela can be split into two small duchies, and one of the small duchies can be handed over to the rule of Kalentin's relatives. This will better show how seriously the church takes this matter. ”

"It can be adopted."

"This method is very good. It can completely shut up the Harvest Church, so that no one dares to speak loudly at the negotiation table."

"I agree."

The three legends expressed their opinions one after another, and then everyone turned their eyes to the saint.

In this conference room, although Saint Anastasia's rank was only a low-level legend, her status was higher than that of the two legendary middle-level strongmen, Duke Moravia and Duke Monian Krech.

Under the gaze of the four people, Saint Anastasia slowly said: "The goddess has no oracle on this matter."

No oracle means tacit consent.

Seeing this, everyone began to discuss the details of the negotiation.

As for the division of benefits, they can discuss it after the negotiation is over.

Now, everyone belongs to the Church of Life and is one of us. Naturally, we should take back the compensation from outsiders first, and then discuss it slowly behind closed doors.

After the meeting, Duke Moravia entered the calculated coordinates into the floating city of Fuluo.

A powerful force burst out over the capital, and under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of people, the floating city disappeared in the air.

Inside the palace, Queen Elisa watched the scene, feeling fortunate that she had reached an agreement with the legendary strong man, otherwise, for what she had done, she would definitely be liquidated by the expeditionary force after the war.