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The early morning sunlight passed through the 20-centimetre-thick frosted double-layered glass, casting a slightly heavy morning light into the spacious study.

There were two rows of tall and strong guards standing at the door of the study. There were six of them, each of them a four-ring warrior.

Inside the study, there are two scribes specializing in records sitting in the corners on the left side. Further forward, under the left and right pillars, there is a four-ring combat master standing respectively.

On the left is Rosen’s instructor Anna.

On the right is a magic master who was born as a commoner, named Galad, a native of Dawn City.

In the past, he was depressed and drank some soup that the noble mage had missed. Now he has become the acting head of the Magic Department of Dawn City.

Behind the big desk at the end sat Duke Weilan Dawn, wearing a blue and dark gold-patterned leather armor.

This battle is a bit big. It is a special ceremony for the new Duke to receive foreign envoys on the first day after he takes the throne. From now on, it can be casual.

When Sir Jarak walked into this familiar yet unfamiliar study, he felt as if he was dreaming.

Just nearly a year ago, he was here discussing with a Duke named Ryder how to get rid of the little baron who had humiliated the king.

A year later, Ryder went to Greystone Island to plant potatoes, and the little baron who had humiliated the king became a condescending duke, looking down at himself.

The light in the other party's deep black eyes was so dim that it was completely unclear what he was thinking, which made Sir Yarak somewhat breathless.

He was worried that the other party would suddenly become angry and ask the guards to pull him into the corridor and chop off his head.

After all, the two countries are about to go to war and the Duke has a bad temper. Not long ago, Sir Schmidt lost his arm and front teeth.

"Hail to you, Guardian of Wayland, Blesser of the Morning, Holy Lady of Wayland"

He wanted to say that he was a descendant of Saint Weilan, but as he spoke, he realized that the other person was not a descendant of Saint. But he had already said it and couldn't take it back.

Fortunately, his mind moved very quickly, and he immediately changed his mind: ".The saint's son-in-law, the Duke of Dawn."

Rosen laughed lightly, and then his face suddenly became serious: "Sir Jarak, I have always been a person who must avenge my revenge."

Sir Jarak's face turned pale, and he stood speechless. At the same time, he felt a little urgent to urinate, and even felt like he couldn't hold it in.

Rosen's face relaxed again: "But since His Majesty has already apologized to me, this revenge can be considered avenged."

‘Shh~’

Sir Jarak breathed a sigh of relief, feeling lucky to be back again after a round of hell.

His mind also came alive, and he immediately praised: "Your Majesty the Duke, your kindness is as dazzling as the morning light."

Rosen continued: "No matter how much hatred there is in the past, Weilan and Aaron are neighbors across the sea. This is an unchangeable fact."

"My idea is very simple. As long as your country is willing to let go of its condescending attitude in the past, then we, Weilan, are still willing to continue various trade exchanges with your country."

"Cotton, wool, tobacco, molasses, black stone, seafood and other raw materials will also continue to be exported."

"Of course, we have to renegotiate the price."

"After all, there are still many buyers from the Natural Alliance, right?"

Sir Jarak felt secretly resentful when he heard this, because everyone knew that Aaron had lost huge profits in this coming and going.

Converted into gold coins, this is at least equivalent to a loss of 18 million gold Oggs per year, or 22 million lion gold coins.

This loss is too huge, enough to make countless people fight for it.

But verbally he had to say:

"Your Majesty, I will truthfully convey your words to our Majesty. I believe that our two countries will soon be able to resume trade."

Of course Rosen knew it was just an act, but who doesn't know how to act?

He nodded with 'satisfaction', and then added seriously.

"By the way, the envoys of the Glorious Empire are actually in Dawn City. They have already greeted me in advance and said they want to talk to me about cooperating in the development of new weapons."

"I am very moved by this. After all, the price given by Her Majesty the Queen is really high, but as a member of the Natural Alliance, I don't want to hurt the feelings of my allies."

"Sir Jarak, what do you think I should do, eh?"

Sir Jarak was shocked in his heart. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Rosen waving his hand.

"Forget it, the messenger certainly can't make the decision on such a big event. Just step back and pass the news to His Majesty Dange and let him make the decision."

This is true.

Sir Jarak was indeed anxious to spread the news back to the country. After a hurried salute to Rosen, he left immediately.

After he left the study, he walked along the corridor to the Morning Light Hall, where he saw many people waiting for an audience.

Among them was a female mage with long brown-black hair. She was wearing an officer's trench coat with gold rim and white background. She looked like an envoy of the Glorious Empire.

Before he could look further, the Duke's attendant walked towards the female mage. After whispering a few words, the female mage followed the attendant towards the Duke's study.

Yarak was shocked again: "The second one was actually received. It seems that the Duke attaches great importance to this matter!"

There is an Aaron between Weilan and the Glorious Empire, and there are no Weilan warships on the Tempest Ocean. Naturally, large-scale maritime trade between the two countries is impossible.

But if the new techniques and techniques are shared, Aaron, who is caught in the middle, will feel very uncomfortable.

One might say the camaraderie of a natural alliance.

But the two countries are going to go to war. If one thing goes wrong, the newly independent Weilan will be destroyed. Who has time to care about friendship?

Sir Yalak couldn't help but have a thought in his mind: "Your Majesty is right, this war can't be fought at all. '

But it seems that not fighting is not an option.

There are six marquises in Aaron, forming six aristocratic forces, occupying 108 seats in the aristocratic cabinet council, while the total number of cabinet seats is only 128.

Now, the interests of the four major forces have been greatly damaged by Weilan, and they strongly demand war, and they have won 88 votes in the cabinet vote, occupying the majority.

As the king, he has the final say on the cabinet vote.

Even if the war faction is in the upper hand, it can be vetoed by force.

But Sir Yalak doubts whether the Lion King has the courage to do so, because three of the four sages who protect the royal family are from the war faction aristocrats.

Only one storm eye, Sanchester, is neutral.

Weilan's independence made the Aaron nobles very angry. If a plate of ice water was poured on the fire at this time, it would not only fail to put out the fire, but make the flames more intense.

"But if we advocate war, Aaron's future will be unpredictable!"

Sir Yalak sighed, but he had no choice but to fulfill the mission of a diplomatic envoy and pass the order back to the country as soon as possible.

On the other side, in the government study, Rosen met Ms. Irene with formal etiquette.

He looked solemn and solemn, and he was completely different from the frivolous and frivolous late at night some time ago, which made Irene almost think that the opposite side had changed.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but somehow, she also felt a little inexplicable in her heart.

It felt that compared with the Duke in front of her who was conventional and without any characteristics, the frivolous Duke that night was more impressive.

The two sides had some formal diplomatic rhetoric dialogues, and this routine audience was declared over.

Just as Irene turned to leave, a spiritual whisper suddenly sounded in her mind.

‘If Miss Irene is free, we can discuss new technology cooperation tonight.’

Strangely, there was only a whisper of the mind, but no fluctuation of the mana that triggered the whisper of the mind was detected.

Irene did not respond with a whisper of the mind, because it was strictly forbidden to use any spells in the current situation, but she thought to herself: ‘I wish, I won’t come.’

A fool knows what the Duke wants to do, and she can’t let her husband down again and again.

This thought lasted until she returned to the VIP reception room of the Dawn Castle, and then a change occurred.

‘The Empire and Weilan are more than 1,500 kilometers apart. No matter what happens here, it seems that it will not affect the country. And the Duke is quite generous. Maybe I can get some new information from him.’

Not mentioning Irene’s various ideas, Rosen began to receive the third envoy, Prince Lafayette, a master of magic from the royal family of Levender.

After the routine greetings, Rosen smiled and said, "Your Highness Prince Lafayette, I have collected all the evidence of the Levender royal family making fake deposits, including the counterfeiting process of the deposit paper, the magic information left on the magic seal, and some of the relevant personnel involved in the counterfeiting incident."

"So, the evidence of the fake deposit is conclusive and irrefutable. What is your country's attitude towards this?"

Lafayette was embarrassed and annoyed, but he naturally couldn't vent his annoyance on Duke Weilan, after all, he was on the other's territory.

The best solution is to pay back the debt, but there are many things to say about it.

So, Lafayette said: "Duke, the main responsibility for this incident does lie with our country, but after the incident, your country also seized a large number of materials from our merchants. The total amount of these materials is probably not small, right?"

Rosen nodded: "There is indeed a batch that suffered some losses during the chaos in the south, but we have kept most of them intact."

"And I want to point out that the main responsibility for the huge chaos in the south lies with your country, so this unexpected loss should be borne by your country."

"My Weilan is a country that emphasizes fair trade, so you can take all the goods that originally belonged to Levender merchants back to Levender."

"But I hope that your country can return the profits that you defrauded from our country using fake deposit certificates."

These words are well-reasoned and reasonable, leaving Lafayette speechless, but more than 5 million gold ogres are too much.

Levender can certainly take it out, but who is willing to continue to take out the money that has already been pocketed?

After all, there is no higher law enforcer above the country, and the morality between countries is almost non-existent. It is difficult to make people pay voluntarily with just a few words.

Unless the warship is forced to the door and the gun barrel is aimed at the door.

But morality is also useful.

If Levender really wants to be completely shameless, the news will spread, and Levender merchants will be at the bottom of the contempt chain in international trade, which will increase a lot of additional hidden transaction costs.

Even pirates who rob Levender merchants will have an excuse to comfort their hearts and make more ruthless moves against Levender.

Prince Lafayette adopted the strategy of "delay": "We Levender will naturally pay back the money, but we can't just say how much it is. We have to investigate and confirm it carefully."

Rosen saw the other party's thoughts at a glance, tapped the table with his fingers, and smiled: "Then your highness, go back and check it carefully."

The money must be taken back, but based on his understanding of the little King Shila, the other party is unlikely to pay it back.

But it doesn’t matter. If the little king doesn’t pay it back, he will ask the little king’s political enemies to pay it back.

When he helps the little king's domestic political rivals bring down the little king, his domestic political enemies will definitely give him an extremely generous commission.

He also reminded: "I hope this small matter will not affect our business and trade on the new route."

"No~ This is absolutely not possible!"

Business and trade are about making money. Who would have trouble with money?

More importantly, since Weilan has developed deep-sea routes, no one can completely block Weilan's maritime trade routes in the Golden Ocean.

Because the deep sea route is free, as long as you don't get lost, you can go any way.

If Levend refuses trade, Weiland can still find Kaa and other coastal grand duchies.

After the Levend envoy retreated, Rosen continued to receive the Kao envoy.

And while Rosen was communicating with envoys from various countries one after another, Sir Yarak had returned to Aaron's exclusive diplomatic residence in Dawn City.

It is a hard fact that the bilateral relationship between Aaron and Weilan is very important, so the diplomatic residence has always been maintained.

As soon as Yarak arrived at the mansion, he immediately found the new leader of the night guard from the kingdom, the shadow master Sir Lycente.

It was originally Schmidt, but Schmidt not only had his hand broken by Duke Willan, but also his courage was broken, and he couldn't use it anymore.

"Master, pay close attention to the Radiant Empire's envoys. If there is any unusual movement, please notify me immediately."

Lecent hesitated: "Sir, the Radiant Empire's envoy lives in the VIP room of Dawn Castle, and it's hard to reach out recently."

Of course Yalak knew this: "No specific inside information is needed, just simple trends."

Lesent nodded: "Understood."

Yarak immediately found the teleportation mage and reported the latest situation to the country.

By the end of the night, there was indeed a big message.

"Sir, there is news from Dawn Castle that the Duke summoned the Radiant Empire's envoy alone at night. The two parties have been talking secretly in the study for three hours, until one o'clock in the morning."

Sir Jarak's eyebrows were beating wildly when he heard this: "What kind of important situation can be discussed for three hours?"

Could it be that in order to protect herself, Weilan completely turned to the Glorious Empire and planned to attack Aaron from both sides?

He decisively spread the news back to the country.