Chapter 343: Negotiation

。 Vanessa thought to herself. Regardless of whether this matter is fraudulent or not, only the title of "King's Blood" may expose his identity. But if you don't enter Thurlandburg, you will not be able to prove yourself. She glanced at Brandt, who bowed slightly, gave the princess an encouraging look, and then, like everyone else, looked eager, as if to say, "Go, I'm waiting for a fight." "Please be still, my dear sir, and I will take your words as the best of Khmers, and shall be the first consideration." Vanessa paused and looked at her Summer Knights, "The way home is always one step at a time, and we can't cross Thuran Castle, so no matter what danger lies ahead, I'm going to break through." She raised her hand to stop a few who wanted to speak out against it, and looked further away at the infantry regiment, the soldiers she had painstakingly recruited from Crescent City and the southern regions, and they were all looking at her, at their princess, the future queen, "I can't be too selfish. If it can be resolved peacefully, why should I let my own people and people take risks? The Midsummer Knights will follow me into the city, and the rest will stand by, and if we don't come back tomorrow afternoon, please rush in and occupy the castle, continue our work, and reclaim Winterfell! ”

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"What?" Brandt stood up, "You want us to go into the tomb and help you find your son?" Are you crazy! ”

"So what," Matthew? Godwin picked up a roasted onion dripping with brown juice from a nearby wooden plate and took a bite into it with a crunchy click. "To make my city make way for you, and my warriors to die for you, you don't have enough chips." His five daughters lined up one after another, standing behind their father, all staring intently at the prince of the country of Sakatani, not moving.

"But Vanessa is your princess, the future queen, shouldn't you just give way to the queen?" Brant inhaled as if he had bitten his tongue, "Oh, I see, you want to get rid of us and go it alone and take Winterfall for yourself, you careerist, I'll clean you up now!" As he spoke, he made a gesture to draw his sword.

"Please press your rare good temper, my dear prince." Vanessa finally spoke, facing the Lord of Thranburg across the long table, and the princess found that it was not easy to do anything, even if it was impossible to compete for the advantage of Saiduo in terms of the conditions she had already prepared to agree. But if something happens to people, no one can say what the outcome will be until the end. "Forgive me for knowing little about the nobility," she gracefully tossed her hair over her shoulders, revealing the golden ribbon that belonged to the princess, which Reina had found for her in Crescent City, and whose brown hair and blue eyes were unique to the Delin family, proved that she was the rightful princess of Midsummer. "But I don't know why all the noble sons entered the Ivan Tomb?"

"That's not what you need to be crumbling," Godwin's gruff noise attests to how impatient he is to see people like "Queen" and "Princess", "and all you have to do is rescue them, and I will confess your identity, claim to you, and let your army pass through Fort de Guò Thrand unscathed." ”

"I don't need you to admit my identity." Vanessa spit out these words lightly, inexplicably shocking the body of the rough lord on the other side, and also extinguishing his delusion of disrespecting her more and more, "I myself am happy to help you unconditionally, after all, you are not only about to become my vassal, but also an old nobleman who has been loyal to the Delin family for many years, and you are highly respected in the country of Midsummer, and you are also an idol for our juniors to follow. But," the conversation turned, and the negotiations began, "my army is being consumed every day, they are not well fed, they are not well dressed, they have no horses, they cannot serve me, and I am afraid that the army will not be able to move forward after it is stationed in Thranburg, and it will be a devastating blow to you and Thranburg." ”

"What do you want to say?" Old Godwin was alert, because at this time the Midsummer Knights had already entered the city, and if they rioted, there was no possibility for his lord, the princess, to continue, and the princess's words seemed to be pleading, but in fact they were threatening herself.

"Don't worry, my dear lord," Brandt tapped twice on the table in front of Godwin as he crossed Vanessa, his knuckle armor making the sound of copper coins tapping, "what we want is simple—food." ”

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