。 My dear Queen. Terrence tilted his head and gave up his voice to Vanessa. "The reason why the city-state of Ale dares to declare its independence from the Burning Flame Country is mainly because of its remote location," Vanessa stood up and stepped down from the throne to the map, "It is separated from the southern part of the Burning Flame by a sea and two free trade city-states, even if we want to go to the conquest, it is the waves of the whip horn that make it difficult for our fleet, and losing or gaining it is tantamount to tasting a piece of chicken ribs without meat." ”

"Do you want us to give up 10,000 tons of wine, gold, silver and jewelry every year?" Terrence put his hand on his cheek, his face expressionless, obviously, he didn't want to leave it at that, he wanted to give Rival a little more color, to prove that he was not a good-natured king, and that he was very different from his brother.

The ministers below also nodded their heads and issued a discussion: "You can't just let them go." But some people said, "We don't have enough troops, how can we fight at such a long distance?" ”

"A day ago, maybe I would advise you not to start a war lightly." Vanessa turned back to the throne and bowed to Terrence on the throne, "But now that I am your queen, it is necessary for me to warn you that my Midsummer Country is your strongest ally and backing, and this matter can be negotiated by Crescent City, because her position is close to the city-state of ale, and the threat from her will be more intimidating and immediate." ”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the hall boiled again, some shouted against it, some praised it, and more people whispered, their eyes locked on their new queen.

Only Terrence looked at Vanessa playfully, and the smile returned to his face again, "So, you want to get a piece of the pie for your country?" ”

"As you say, war is the most effective threat to the enemy," Vanessa bowed gracefully, "since we can't rule out the possibility of war, why don't we give some leftovers to Crescent City, and if you want an ox to pull a plow, at least give it a drink." ”

"Her Majesty the Queen is right," said Master Gabriel, "with the current situation in our country, even the city of Luoyan, which is closest to the city-state of ale, cannot have enough troops to organize an attack, and the impermanence of Cape Tempest is not controlled by a few captains, and even the ships of the free trade city-state are often swept to the bottom of the sea in the strong winds. "The implication is that if Vanessa is so ignorant, she can give Crescent City a try.

"I'm against it." The lord of Falling Flame City, the majestic Count of Sfunk, stepped forward, his chestnut brown beard cocked up proudly, "It's true that we just lost the battle," he glared at Vanessa in annoyance, and continued, "But if even a small ale city-state dares to oppose us, what status will the Flame Nation have in the future on the continent of Olopus?" It's time for the outside world to see what we're capable of! The crowd shouted applauding, echoing Sfunk's opinion.

"Provoking a war and displaying national prestige are two different things." Vanessa knew that Spink was Terrence's cousin, and that he had his trust and that he was very powerful in his words, and perhaps what he represented was Terrence's position, "I think a bloodless victory is the greatest demonstration." This remark was echoed by more people, and several bachelors even publicly applauded.

"Unseeded cowards, shut up!" Sfunk scolded them, and then retorted to the queen, "Negotiation and compromise are the work of women and cowards; If it is a man, it is to conquer, and the ancient tradition of the Burning Flame Country is not peace talks, not shouting and threatening, but fighting with real swords! To hell with your little calculations, woman! The affairs of our Burning Flame Country will be solved by ourselves, and we don't have to fake our hands to others! The generals loudly agreed, and the armor pieces collided with each other, making a louder noise that echoed through the hall.

"Watch your words, my honorable Excellency." Terrence finally spoke up. He stepped down from the throne and took Vanessa's hand, "She's your queen, not your average 'woman'. Vanessa's hands were cold and wet, and she was still trembling the moment she touched her, and Terrence glanced at her, "The queen's advice is very pertinent, and it can also help us get out of the predicament of insufficient troops, so it can be said that it is a good intention, so I will not allow anyone to criticize my beloved wife." ”

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