War Paradise

When Lin Chi sat up on the big bed in the young master's room to stretch his waist, a new day in this game began again.

After acquiring the time lapse skill, his "sleep" time in the game is relatively shortened.

The time agreed yesterday is also approaching, and now, it should be the time for the envoy of Warscar City to visit.

According to the content on the letterhead, the messenger should have come to negotiate the alliance. However, with the "life experience" of being assassinated in the Great Hall last time, Lin Chi would naturally not take it lightly.

The door was knocked lightly, and Shen Wenchong's voice came from outside:

"My lord, the messenger is about to arrive."

"I see." Lin Chi said as he put on the blue gown, took out the Dark Sword and the Sky Sword from the box, and hung them around own waist.

All kinds of equipment are available in the Flame Wind Palace, and he naturally got a portable backpack. But this weapon is more convenient to carry around.

Lin Chi opened the door of the young master's room and saw that Shen Wenchong was already waiting in front of the door.

At this time, Shen Wenchong had already put on the armor of ancient organ art, and the attribute value under the eyes of the lord was also advancing by leaps and bounds:

Character name: Shen Wenchong.

Strength: 87.

Agility: 95.

Stamina: 86.

Lucky: 12.

Skills have been taught.

Perhaps it was because Shen Wenchong hadn't completely mastered the armor yet, and Shen Wenchong had not yet reached the combat effectiveness of the previous assassin. However, serving as a guard is more than enough.

"Lord Lord, please don't relax, the other party may assassinate." Shen Wenchong's expression was very serious, with thick dark circles under his eyes, it seemed that he didn't sleep well.

"Don't be nervous, Shen Wenchong." Lin Chi teased, "Are you still thinking about the Assassin Temple?"

He just said casually, but he didn't expect Shen Wenchong to admit it: "Yes, I had a nightmare last night."

"Don't be nervous, there are so many people here, there will be no ghosts." Lin Chi looked at the door of the main hall while speaking.

Mooriya, who had entered the secret door of the Assassin's Temple before, has not returned until now. It seemed that it was necessary for the commander of the assassination unit to come over and explain what was in there.

Of course, it is better to finish the talks first.

Lin Chi strode out of the lord's room, turned around and gently closed the door, and walked towards the steel throne in the center of the Great Hall under the escort of Shen Wenchong. As usual, he put his own two sabers on both sides of the seat.

Not long after waiting, a messenger stepped forward to report:

"The messenger has arrived."

"Let him in."

Following Lin Chi's voice, the wooden door of the main hall opened again. Under the "escort" of several red armor soldiers, the messenger from Warscar City strode into the main hall of Flame Wind Palace:

Different from the dress style of Flamewind City, which prefers simple cloth clothes, the messenger of Warscar City wears a fur coat, with shriveled wolf claws exposed on the shoulders, and the hood on his head is a wolf head. It looked like peeling the skin of a wolf, washing off the blood and putting the fur on the body directly.

The messenger's face was as rough as his clothes, and a scar stretched from his left forehead to the corner of his right mouth.

His face was a little red, and he looked like he was very hot. But even so, he did not take off the fur coat, but bowed slightly to Lin Chi's cupped hands in accordance with the etiquette of Warscar City:

"You are the Lord of Flamewind City. I am an envoy from Warscar City. This time I'm here to discuss peace talks."

This person's performance was normal, but the guards of the Flamewind City next to him were still more vigilant. Shen Wenchong also stepped forward and stood next to the throne, ready to activate the "ancient exoskeleton" at any time.

"Ok, I know."

Lin Chi opened the eyes of the lord while speaking, trying to distinguish the attribute value of the opponent, but of course he found nothing.

Since this messenger was not a resident of Flamewind City, the Lord's Eye could not distinguish the status of this person. The only thing that is certain now is that this guy is definitely a fighter.

Perhaps it was because of the sturdy style of the people in Warscar City. This person's speech was unusually straightforward, and with his own grainy rough voice, it was quite "nomadic":

"Our lord made a request for peace talks, and the two sides announced a truce together, on the condition that you pay 2,000 gold coins to us every month and provide 300 catties of food."

"..."

As soon as these words came out, the red-armored guards present almost drew their swords, Shen Wenchong's body also trembled slightly, Lin Chi was still very calm, and asked:

"Are you afraid that I will kill you now?"

"Even if you cut me down, it's useless." The messenger was quite calm, without any signs of fear of death, and directly put his life and death out of the picture: "Warscar City is stronger than Flamewind City. It is an indisputable fact. You should also be able to admit it. Bar?"

"I don't know." Lin Chi shook his head.

"You went there to play two months ago." Shen Wenchong reminded in a low voice.

"Lord, you seem to be a little forgetful." The messenger stared straight into Lin Chi's eyes: "Have you forgotten the way you were amazed when you came to Warscar City last time?"

"Well, I did forget." Lin Chi smiled.

Seeing that the messenger intends to continue speaking, the lord on the throne suddenly spoke again, pushing back the other party's words:

"The territory that will be surpassed by Flame Wind City, there is absolutely no need to remember anything."

In fact, Lin Chi really didn't know what Warscar City looked like now. The last time the "Young Master" visited was something that happened before he logged into the game.

However, in the face of such a messy messenger, there is no need to use "diplomatic rhetoric".

Judging from the information obtained so far, Warscar City should belong to the nomadic people's territory. These guys, no matter how they dress or talk and behave, they all have a unique rugged and heroic aura.

If you want to communicate with this kind of guy, if you show humility, it will only make the other person even more arrogant. Only a tougher performance is the right choice.

"Lord, are you not going to truce with us?" The messenger of Warscar City grinned, showing his yellow teeth: "Last month, your army was still beaten by us on the border. Do you want to repeat the same mistakes?"

"I can accept the armistice agreement, but I won't give you money and food." Lin Chi's attitude is very tough.

The development of Yanfeng City and the slums outside the city is now underway, and a lot of money and food are needed. Now it is completely unacceptable for Lin Chi to allocate some resources to neighboring countries.

Moreover, based on the experience Lin Chi has learned from the history books, facing this kind of neighboring country that has started asking for money, if it is too weak, the other party will only intensify and propose more unequal treaties.

There was silence in the main hall, and the messenger reached out his hand to touch the scar on his face, and the roll of paper he held in his hand was directly crumpled into a ball:

"I see."

After speaking, the messenger turned and left, and the tall figure disappeared from the outside of the main hall.

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