She Chooses To Destroy the World

The king praised the chief attendant, and immediately began to read the reply from the Archmage Talus. He had to read this letter before the two wizards arrived, so that he knew how to deal with it. However, the more he read, the more frowning his brows became. In the end, he simply threw the letter paper into a ball and threw it on the ground, and said angrily:

"This tower owner is simply asking for prices!"

When the few people in the meeting hall didn't say anything, the chief attendant walked over and picked up the letter, flattened it, and handed it back to the king's hand, reminding him very calmly:

"His Majesty."

The anger on the king's face disappeared, revealing a little fatigue. He took the letter paper and nodded to the chief attendant:

"Thank you, Oliver, you go find Lilielle."

Oliver bowed and retreated. The king looked at the duchess and gave a wry smile:

"I'm so embarrassed that I actually lost my mind in front of the Duchess. The Archmage Talus actually said in a letter that if he was asked to help deal with Earl Rachel, he wanted all the control of the entire northern region...Look at it , What does this look like!"

The Duchess smiled and said:

"Even if your majesty does not join hands with him, in name, the Northland is still under your rule. Of course you can't agree to him, but...Since the Archmage Talus sent someone specially, perhaps the content written on this letter paper It's just a strategy, he just wants to express his attitude in this way."

"Perhaps." The king sighed. "When Liliel comes, I will ask her what she thinks."

The duke looked at the king disapprovingly:

"Your Majesty, Lilière is certainly your confidant, but before she becomes your confidant, she is a member of the Flamel family first. When discussing this matter...Have you considered that she should be avoided?"

The king shook his head:

"No, although Lilière is also surnamed Flamel, she came to me because she couldn't survive in the Frammel Mage Tower. She was almost a child at the time, and I gave it to her. She shelters her and spends a lot of money every year to support her, making her the most powerful and powerful mage in this country. She should understand who is her master."

Just after this brief conversation was over, the door of the audience hall was opened. Liliel appeared at the door wearing a dazzling robe, saluted the king, and then glanced at the others with his eyes. Treat it as a greeting. This way of greeting is really rude, but the wizards have always been arrogant. Seeing this, Duchess Felix didn't say anything.

Lilier saluted the king and asked bluntly:

"Master Oliver has already told me that Frammel Mage Tower has sent two mages to negotiate with His Majesty. Which two will come?"

The king glanced at Alice, and Alice quickly answered:

"It's Ned and Vioretta."

Lilielle smiled clearly:

"So, I taught these two people when I was a tutor in the Frammel Tower. Ned is tall and male. It seems that he has the final say, but Vioretta is Your Majesty must pay attention to the one who makes the decision."

The king nodded, and handed her the letter from the Archmage Thales:

"You come and see this."

Lilielle looked at the crumpled letter paper and laughed:

"This is... Your Majesty is angry?"

The king did not speak, but motioned to her to read the letter. Lilier smiled again after reading it:

"The Archmage Talus is about the same age as me. When I was in the Mage Tower, I also heard some things about him... In my opinion, he was angry with your Majesty."

"Pissed?"

"He must be dissatisfied with the conditions put forward by His Majesty, so he wrote this letter to satirize you. But after all, he is the lord of a tower, a powerful figure in the eastern region, and he won't really make fun of such things. In my opinion , When Vioretta arrives, things must turn around."

Liliel said with confidence, which made the king's expression a little softened.

After she said this, seeing that the king was not ready to continue to ask questions, she stepped behind the throne. Liliel had an exclusive chair in the audience hall, just behind the throne. Usually, when the king meets with other people, he will usually let Liliel accompany him. Sometimes, he would signal Liliel to use spells to see through lies, or guide the interviewer to tell the truth. This is Lilière's specialty, and the king called her the "Eye of Reality".

But this time, the king signaled to Lilière:

"Lilière, this time I want to meet with you from the Frammel Mage Tower, please sit in front of me."

Lily Elle smiled brightly and walked over to sit directly on the steps below the throne. Her upper body was leaning against the king's legs, and she looked very charming, but she was really not too solemn.

This is probably a response from His Majesty the King. He asked Liliel, who was born in the Frammel Mage Tower, to sit at his feet in order to show his power.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the two wizards to come, at this time the duchess stood up and said:

"Your Majesty is going to make a treaty with the Mage Tower to the east. It seems inappropriate for me to stay here. Now that my mission has been completed, please allow me to leave first."

"No need." His Majesty stopped her. "Duke Felix, please stay. This negotiation requires someone to be a witness. Your West Felix is ​​a relatively independent duchy, and you are here. Here, perhaps some conflicts can be avoided. Besides, your knight will come back with the messenger along the way. Letting her stay will also make the messenger more at ease."

Since the king said so, the Duchess of Felix had to sit down again and accompany the king to wait for the arrival of the mages. They did not wait too long. After about five minutes, the attendants came in and informed them that the two mages had arrived. .

The king straightened up a bit, straightened his head, chose the most majestic posture and expression, and then motioned to his attendant to invite the two wizards in.

The robes worn by Vioretta and Ned were obviously tailor-made for this line. The patterns on the two clothes were exactly the same, but the colors were different. These two dresses are particularly dazzling, and Lilielle’s carefully selected ornate robe looks a bit eclipsed against them. This made His Majesty the King not very happy, as if he had lost in the first round, he lowered his head and glanced at Liliel, his eyes a little unhappy.

Liliel seemed to sense the king's gaze, raised her head and raised her eyebrows at him, as if asking:

"What is this for me?"

The mages saluted the king, informed them of their names, and sat in their prepared positions. Time was limited, and the two sides did not say anything polite, and started negotiations directly.

Alice forced herself to listen to them, only feeling groggy. I can understand every word, but I don't know what it means when I connect it together. It took her a long time to vaguely understand the two requirements.

The Archmage Talus asked the king for all the territory of the Northland, but the king was only willing to sell all the proceeds of the mercenary guild. After more than two hours of fighting, the king finally gave in and agreed to pay the equivalent of the mercenary guild income. Twice the gold coins.

"Can you really get so much money?" Vioretta sarcastically, "The number of gold coins stored by the Mercenary Guild is about three times that of your treasury."

After Vioretta said this, the two parties were arguing again. During this period, one of the two parties slammed the door several times. Ten minutes later, he returned to continue the negotiation.

The end result was that the king agreed to cede the two large territories close to the east. These two territories account for about one-third of the Northland.

"You are taking advantage of it." Vioretta said, "Obtaining the control of the mercenary guild, you have the ability to bring the southern region back under control. By then, you will be the greatest in hundreds of years. Wang. Compared with these, what is a little barren land in the north? What's more, without our help, you wouldn't have got this."

Such an important negotiation should not have been finalized in such a short period of time, but both parties wanted to sign a treaty as soon as possible, and both parties could accept such conditions, so the negotiations did not continue.

Vioretta took out the magic contract that had been prepared, but the king was not very relieved about it, and he asked an expert who specializes in the contract to re-draw it, and asked Lilière to check the magic in the contract. This took more than an hour, and finally progressed to the part to be signed.

His Majesty the King walked to the table to sign his name under the treaty.

As soon as he picked up the pen, he heard a very noisy voice outside, and it seemed that some people were yelling.

The king frowned:

"What happened outside?"

Chief Oliver quickly agreed:

"I'll go take a look."

Before the captain could walk to the door, the door of the audience hall was slammed open. The doorknob hit the wall with a loud noise, awakening the sleepy Alice.

What came in was a man wearing a sacrificial cloak, followed by several attendants with embarrassed expressions, and still maintaining a posture of trying to stop people.

The man was full of silver hair, but his face didn't look old. If he didn't look at his hair, it would only make people think that his age was similar to that of His Majesty the King. In fact, their looks were somewhat similar. Alice saw his face and guessed that he was the high priest, the uncle of His Majesty the King.

The king put down the pen in embarrassment and walked forward quickly, trying to make everything look natural:

"Uncle...how did you come back? Why didn't you let people know in advance... Is there something wrong with the funding project for the temple? Look... I have something else here... I just asked Lilière to invite two of you Master Enchanter, enchant the equipment in the Royal Capital’s Armory."

Having said that, he turned his gaze to the attendants behind:

"You shameful things, what are you doing to stop your uncle? Why don't you tell me in advance when you see your uncle about to come?"

The high priest's gaze was as sharp as a falcon, and His Majesty the King almost became a little pitiful under his gaze. He raised his eyebrows in a loud voice:

"Don't whitewash the peace, Your Majesty. You are going to sign some treaty with the mage in the east!"