Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Suddenly, the hall fell into silence.

Although Naven lowered his head, his face was full of confidence.

Creatures like dragons, no matter how special they are, are always greedy. This is their eternal nature.

And he believed that no dragon could resist the price offered by the Kingdom of Cassander: millions of square kilometers of territory and mountains of gold coins. This was enough to make any human ruler crazy, let alone a greedy one. What about the dragon?

Therefore, he was just waiting quietly, waiting for the "Red Emperor" in front of him to agree, waiting to report the good news of strong reinforcements to His Majesty.

Sure enough, Cassius's voice echoed in the empty hall, but the voice made Naven pause.

"no."

"I cannot agree to your request. Thank you His Majesty Otis for your kindness."

Naven took a step forward and persuaded with some urgency: "Your Majesty, why?"

"This is a great opportunity! As long as you cooperate with our Kingdom of Cassander, you will not only get millions of gold coins, but your empire will also get countless benefits, and you can even expand your territory southward."

"I have said that I have always been a peace-loving monarch who puts the people first."

Cassius's face showed a half-smile, and he explained unhurriedly:

"My country has just recovered from the war, and my people have just been liberated from the oppression of the northern nobles. For the current empire, the most important thing is to recuperate, not to fight everywhere."

"Go back and tell your Majesty Otis, just bring me my blessings, and hope that he can regain his homeland as soon as possible and rebuild the glory of Holy Fadland."

"And I'm just a mediocre monarch who wants peaceful development."

How can it be?

Naven’s pupils shrank sharply, his face full of disbelief.

He really couldn't imagine that a greedy red dragon would give up the benefits at his fingertips.

Could it be that Naven really got lucky and met a dragon who was diligent in political affairs and put the people first?

What a joke!

Who would have thought that these words could be used to describe red dragons?

He would rather believe that the sun rises from the west when His Majesty Amaunata relaxes, rather than believe that a red dragon can give up easy-to-get benefits - or because of the ridiculous reason of "putting the people first"!

Maybe the price tag just isn't enough.

Still have to add money.

Thinking of this, Naven gritted his teeth and said forcefully: "As long as you can take action, His Majesty Otis is willing to donate another five million gold coins to the empire and share a lot of magic knowledge with the empire!"

Sure enough, the red dragon seemed to be shaken.

"I can see the sincerity of His Majesty Otis. He is worthy of being that eldest son."

Naven's face suddenly showed joy.

This is a necessary price.

Five million gold coins are still within the predetermined consumption range. It is barely acceptable to return to His Majesty successfully like this.

I never thought that Cassius' tone would change.

"However, this matter is related to the livelihood of the people of the empire and needs to be considered in the long term."

"But Your Majesty."

Naven also wants to lobby again.

However, Cassius's expression became cold and he interrupted: "That's it. Don't challenge my patience, and don't try to guide my decision."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Then we will leave first and not disturb your rest. May Amaunata protect you."

Naven answered angrily with his hands raised.

"Maybe."

"This red dragon really cares about his people?"

Naven sighed helplessly, thinking this in his heart.

However, he didn't know that his previous guess was actually correct.

But on the contrary, Naven still far underestimated the greed of the red dragon.

Cassius did not covet the Kingdom of Thracia, but he had greater greed.

What he covets is not just these millions of gold coins, but also far more than two-thirds of the Thracian Kingdom.

What he wants is the entire Fadland Empire, even the entire Fianso Continent, and even the entire world of Erezege.

Giving the Kingdom of Cassander an advantage in the Battle of the Three Emperors was not in line with his plan, nor was it worthy of his ambition to annex the entire Fadland Empire.

Soon, under the guard and care of tiefling soldiers, the envoy from the Kingdom of Cassander left in panic.

They came with boxes of financial reports, only to leave empty-handed with disappointment.

In the palace, Cassius did not rest, but grinned.

"Cassander's men have left."

"Come in, guests from the Kingdom of Thracia."

The secret envoy from the Kingdom of Thrace, Dayev Marshall, nervously entered the palace from the auxiliary hall under the guard of the ogres.

It turned out that the envoy from Cassander's palace had just arrived, and he followed him to the entrance of the palace, but was asked to wait in the auxiliary hall.

At this moment, his expression was particularly ugly.

And just now, he heard about the Cassander Kingdom's attempt to unite with the Ember Empire to besiege the Thracian Kingdom. This was an absolute geopolitical disaster for the Thracian Kingdom.

The Cassander Empire even offered extremely tempting conditions, which made Dayev feel trembling.

Fortunately, the emperor did not agree.

But Dayev did not relax because of this, and he never believed in the rhetoric of "putting the people first".

The "Red Emperor"'s refusal can only mean one thing - the Ember Empire wants to gain some kind of benefit from the Kingdom of Thracia.

Thinking of this, Dayev took a deep breath, came to the steps with an inexplicable determination, and bowed.

"Good day, His Majesty Cassius."

Cassius did not greet him, but looked down at him with his pale golden eyes.

"Did you hear what the envoy of the Kingdom of Cassander said just now?"

Sweat immediately seeped out of Dayev's forehead, and he whispered: "I am just an envoy from the south, how dare I eavesdrop on your conversation?"

"Hehe."

Cassius sneered.

"Don't worry, I deliberately let you hear those - as long as I want."

But Dayev did not feel relieved, but became more nervous.

Because he knew that the real test had just begun.

"So. Give me a reason."

Sure enough, Cassius spoke again, as if there was an invisible pressure coming down, pressing heavily on his shoulders, making him almost breathless.

"The reason for not attacking Thrace."

"Five million gold coins, a large amount of magic knowledge, and the occupation of two-thirds of the territory of the Kingdom of Thrace. This is the price that the Kingdom of Cassander offered me."

"And what price can you offer me?"

Under the shadow of the dragon, Dayev trembled and raised his head. He saw endless greed in his deep light golden pupils. (End of this chapter)