Release that Witch

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After eating lunch, Roland called Barov into the bedroom.

The general manager is still the first time to come to this place, the hands and feet are obviously more cautious than in the past, but the look on his face is very excited.

Seeing the performance of the other side, Roland couldn't help but think of a celebrity in history who ran out of the hospital to receive the visiting officials, which made the latter very moving. Obviously, it is just a lazy behavior, but the boss always feels a strong trust, which is also unintentional.

It must be said that male officials still have unique advantages in promoting loyalty, such as holding a candlelight night, sleeping and slumbering... If you change to Itis Kant, I am afraid it is another idea.

He smiled and shook his head, throwing away these distractions. "How many letters did you receive during the time I was fighting and coma in the North?"

"A total of 16 seals," Barov quickly reported. "Most of them are letters from local lords requesting trade or visits, and two secret letters from Dongjing guardian to you. I follow you." The requirements have been answered one by one."

According to the task confessed by the pre-war conference, when the king led the army, no winter city was temporarily hosted by Barov, and the letter sent to the king was also opened by him. If it is particularly important and exceeds the default response range. Message, then send a flight messenger forwarded to the front line.

"Just peace talk?"

"Yes... they are not willing to hand over the power of segregation and advise you to preserve the tradition and glory of the nobility."

"When the spring is coming next year, the gang will naturally know what choices to make." Roland shrugged. "So I need to personally pass the purpose letter? Where did it come from?"

“One from the Shuguangcheng astrologer association, one from the dawn kingdom,” Barov handed two stationery, “You are in a state of sleep when they arrive, and the content is somewhat...wonder.”

"eccentric?"

Roland first spread the parchment with the constellation pattern.

The letter was written by the Bachelor of Stars, and the first half was a greeting and a thank-you. The astronomical telescope that was given to the Star Observatory had already come in handy. They expressed their gratitude for taking it for granted, but the following content made him feel awkward.

The starry sky actually found the trace of the "Star of the World"?

A star with a red light and a fixed position?

Roland thought of the synchronous track for the first time.

Judging by his poor astronomical knowledge, only objects that run on a synchronized orbit can remain relatively stationary with the planet.

If the red moon appears in this orbit, it is impossible not to affect the planet itself, and the observation results also indicate that its volume should be extremely small.

So the Red Moon is not a natural celestial body, but an artificial satellite?

After a few moments, Roland vetoed this speculation. If it is a satellite, how can it be "falling into the world"? According to Ai Gesha, when the red moon is in the world, people from all continents can see its existence - it is bigger and brighter than the moon, and the scarlet light makes the stone walls of the holy city dyed. A touch of blood, even in the daytime, can see its outline.

This is totally unreasonable.

He was silent for a while before putting the stationery on the side. "For me to write a letter, invite astrologers to come to no winter city."

"But they rejected you last time," Barov hesitated. "I am afraid this time..."

"The situation is different. The astrological association has found the stars they want to pursue. After that, just stare at the sky." Roland tapped the table. "You told them in the letter that no winter city has developed more. Good astronomical telescopes, but also found some ancient books about the stars of the world, I believe they will come."

"Yes."

He spread out a second piece of stationery—or a note, and like the usual secret letter, the message delivered by the flight messenger is always very simple.

"The Lord of the Morning Drunken, the eldest son of Anpein. Moya succeeded."

"He ordered the worship of the church's followers, the severance of the business road with the holy city, and the smashing of witches."

"Affected by this, there has been a rebellion in the border areas and our caravans have also been affected."

"The original plan may need to be temporarily suspended."

Roland couldn't help but frown. Barov didn't know what the church had done in the morning, and felt that it was normal to touch it. After Isabella and others evacuated, the morning lord who had no drug supply died from drowsiness sooner or later. He did not expect that Anpein would have such a big hatred for the church, and the witches were also disgusted.

In these policies, the Qing dynasty believes that the unilateral ban on trade is simply cutting off the financial path of the border lords. There must be a shadow of the church behind the rebellion, and the search for witches is completely contrary to their own interests.

Such an impulsive order is unlikely to be the idea of ​​the three major families. It can only be said that the new king has been overwhelmed by hatred and wants to avenge his father.

He had thought that the morning sun would be a potential ally, but the result was disappointing.

“I sent a formal diplomatic letter,” Roland said slowly. “First of all, congratulate him on being crowned as king, and then tell him not to do this. The pure person is not the same as the witch. The gray castle has formed a formal witch organization. Treating them as enemies is an enemy of the Grey Fort."

"Oh... Your Majesty," Barov wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Are you sure you want to write this?"

"Any questions?"

"The other party will not take it seriously, and it may treat your words as a threat."

Roland is naturally clear that sometimes even the vassals of the local lords will not accept the orders of the king, let alone to intervene in foreign political affairs. But the times are different. If the other party doesn't understand, he doesn't mind teaching them what is really diplomacy.

"This is a threat in itself," he said nakedly. "If Anpein Moya insists on his own way, when he captures the holy city next year, it will be better to change the morning to a king. One willing to stand on the side of the gray fort. The wise man against the battle of God, such as Alexandria's Andrea, is good."

The diplomacy of the new era will be built under the steel guns. If it is not available at the negotiating table, it will be realized by the military. Not to mention interference in other countries' internal affairs, replacing the heirs, supporting the opposition, and directly sending troops to occupy the station are common means. Before the arrival of the Red Moon, Roland did not want other kingdoms to pull his hind legs.

Therefore, the core content of the entire diplomatic letter is "not to be prejudiced."

"I... understand," Barov Mons’s eyes showed a complex look, surprised, uplifting, and awesome that could not be hidden... He bent down deeply, "I will your will Communicate to the King of the Morning."