Realm of Power

Volume 3 Overlord’s Big 57 Fights Sap Five

657 Sap Five

At noon, Slaya Kukentina and her party, who came from West Gossart, received a receipt from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Falcon Dynasty. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs will dispatch a young and promising man with handsome appearance and chic demeanor in the evening. An experienced young diplomat will be responsible for this important meeting between the two countries.

"Young and promising, experienced and handsome..." Princess Xigossart's face was still a bit faded, but her pretty face was suddenly filled with black lines. Is this diplomatic rhetoric? It's still a marriage advertisement. There's nothing we can do about it. I heard that His Majesty the King is going to discuss it in person, so the Ministry of Foreign Affairs can only write on the bright side.

"What? I thought it was the Vecilia Falcon who personally received the reception. But who knew that they only sent an inexplicable guy to tell the people outside that I don't want to see this guy?"

She impatiently handed the receipt to the woman in red next to her. She didn't even see the diplomat's name clearly, and she didn't pay attention to the extremely cautious wording of the diplomatic receipt. There is a white thorn flower as big as a thumb. This is the special seal of the newly established Falcon Dynasty royal family. How can it be used by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs under the Ministry of Affairs?

"Your Highness, I really don't know what those guys in charge of expansion think, why they must look for this small country with a population of less than 10 million."

The beautiful woman in red next to her also threw the receipt into the trash can with disdain. She said with some dissatisfaction, "In the continent of Oubaluo, even the great monarchs who rule tens of millions of people don't do it." Dare to use a diplomat to send the envoy of the Visigoths, who later belonged to the Visigoths,

This proverb has been circulated in the continent of Obaro for more than a thousand years, and it is destined to continue to be passed down. Compared with this small country, the neighboring Kingdom of Nord seems to be more suitable for us. Unfortunately, the family chose Princess Cudini. Go, if the news of being slighted this time is spread back, I'm afraid we will all become the objects of ridicule."

"Well, I heard that this Falcon is a great monarch who rules several countries. The family also took this into consideration and raised the standard by one level." The young princess said with a faint tone. "And it is said that he is very young. It seems that Not even 25 years old”

"A 25-year-old monarch? A guy with a ruling population of less than 10 million is also called a monarch?" The woman in red smiled disdainfully, her mouth full of contempt.

"Such a guy is probably just a loser who inherited the ancestral business. In the Oubaluo continent, he is just a local duke. I'm afraid he doesn't have more than this little strength.

I really don’t know how finding such a guy would be of any use to us Sigosats. In fact, we can just send someone to contact him. In the face of generous rewards, I don’t believe that no one will be tempted."

"This is not something you should ask. All you need to know is to protect my safety. Tell those ordinary guards that I will kill anyone who dares to spread this embarrassing matter."

God Cook Entina bit her mouth solemnly

"Okay, Your Highness, as long as you are happy." The woman in red next to her looked helpless, as if she had long been used to it.

A temporary heavy rain hit Tevarin, which was under construction. Carriages along the way were struggling to travel on the muddy road, including a carriage from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

"This weather..."

The fat man muttered to himself as he poked his head out of the carriage and took a rough look at the road conditions ahead. A long black line extended to the mountain road in the distance. The road was covered with rainwater, and the turbid water was rolling with small fragments. , carriages of all sizes blocked the road leading to the construction area,

"Hard work, baby, I know you can do it. This kind of small quagmire is just a piece of cake for you."

From the front came the loud shouts of the coachman Chiyosilk, the sound of whipping horses struggling to jump, and the sound of heavy rain dripping on the roof of the carriage, like a huge symphony orchestra beating.

"How far is it from the Tiyaliak Manor where the Visigossats are settled?" The fat man asked loudly. Amidst the noise around him, if he didn't shout out loudly, the coachman sitting in front might not know anything. Can't hear

"My lord, we are still about 10 minutes away. Tiyaliak Manor is on the top of the mountain in front of us." Chiyosilk, who was wearing a rain hat, pointed to the distance with an ugly face and responded to him loudly.

"Are there often traffic jams here?" The fat man looked at the front and continued to ask.

"Yes, but it depends on the situation," the coachman Chiyosilk responded. He was only hired by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs from locals. He didn't know the identity of the adult in front of him, and he didn't know what his words might do to others. The few big shots were scolded,

He was minding his own business and said, "This exit is the passage connecting the Remmel area. It is already like this on a sunny day. It is better on a sunny day. As long as the place is not too rugged, these modified transport carriages can still find ways to get there, but When there is a heavy rain like this, all the sequences are like a soybean bag with its opening opened, and all the soybeans are poured out at once.”

"A cut-open soybean bag..."

Fatty thinks this word can express his current annoyance very well. His head is full of soybeans. I didn’t expect to encounter traffic jams in this world. Damn it.

Yes, roads should be built in this place first. Because it was just occupied, there are no smooth and wide roads paved with smooth pebbles like other areas. Because the construction this time is a bit large, the road construction seems to be lagging behind. Yes,

"Those guys from the Ministry of Internal Affairs must be lazy. What are they doing? It's been almost a month and they can't even repair the road. It seems they need a good push."

The fat man muttered to himself, thinking about how to fix those guys from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

In fact, he misunderstood. It is simply an impossible task to practice on an extremely busy road with cars coming and going day and night.

The pavement that was flattened during the day would be crushed at night, and the newly paved gravel would be squeezed and deformed by the wheels of a cart loaded with goods in a few days. This made the entire Tvarin situation very bad. , the large-scale construction plan was personally approved and implemented by His Majesty the King. Routine matters such as road construction seemed somewhat irrelevant. Even if the Ministry of the Interior tried its best, it could only choose to repair some important military roads.

Suddenly a quarrel came from the front, and the fat man suddenly discovered that in addition to the carriage in the distance, there were more than a dozen people standing close to the mountain wall.

The pouring rain made these people who were hiding from the rain on the inside of the road look very embarrassed. There were both men and women among them. One of them was struggling to pull something from the carriage. Of course, it didn't matter if he was just an ordinary person. No one will care about it, it's just because the rain got the goods or clothes wet,

But one of the petite shadows was a bit familiar. After using his eyesight to identify it carefully, Fatty recognized that it was the caravan father and daughter of the Momo family that he used to hide his identity when he went to Turga in disguise for the first time.

"Okay, just send me here, you can go back."

The fat man put on a leather cloak from the carriage to protect him from the rain, waved to the coachman Chiyoslk, and then jumped from the carriage to the muddy road below,

Ignoring the dissuasion of the two accompanying guards, he walked on his own in the quagmire. The leather cloak he wore had an excellent waterproof effect. The white raindrops gently hit his face, and the crystal clear water splashed on his face. splashing

"Sir," the two guards on horseback quickly got off their horses.

As the distance got closer, Fatty finally saw the situation in front of him clearly. A carriage loaded with goods was leaning against the rock wall at an obvious angle. The goods on top of it were swaying like a ladder, which could collapse at any time, but this That's not the most important thing. There was obviously a person lying in front of the goods, wearing a somewhat strange style of clothes. Red blood flowed down along the rain, forming a red blood pool under the carriage.

The fat man squeezed in from the crowd of onlookers. Because there were too many people, the two father and daughter did not see him. The older father was looking at the broken pottery pieces on the ground in front of him with a miserable expression, and he had always been like a lark. The little lunatic is also completely stupid.

"What's going on here?"

The fat man asked a fat businessman who was standing next to him and watching the fun, because he was the only one who looked a little regretful. Most of the other people were pointing and looking at the misfortune, as if they were watching a farce.

"Hey, he's dead. I don't know what happened. Someone just fell down and hit this carriage." The fat businessman wearing a waterproof cloak replied. "These people are really unlucky. They were hit here. This All the high-end pottery used by the nobles is transported here. If it is transported to the construction area ahead, it will definitely make a lot of profits. This is great. If something like this happens outside the city, not only will the goods be destroyed, but the dead person will also have to bear the burden. lawsuit"

"Do you know where Mian is?"

The fat man looked up. At the height of this mountain road, he could see a magnificent villa. A winding mountain road led directly there. The window of the villa seemed to be facing this road. If someone fell, the biggest Maybe that's there

"It was the Tiyaliak Manor of the Tiares family," the fat businessman replied casually. "I heard that it has been bought by the Wikians for office use. I don't know the identity of the person who fell to death. I guess it should be It’s about the noodles”

At this moment, a strong and burly man came from the front of the motorcade and said in a bad tone, "Movinlis, these goods are all shipped to the lords in the city. Now that everything is destroyed in your hands, how do you want me to explain it to me?"