Chapter 18: Frost in the Hot Summer

Compared with the amazing and authentic food, another factor that makes the canteen popular with students is the clean hygiene and fairyland-like air-conditioned rooms.

Different from the scorching sun and sultry heat outside, the dry and cool air in the canteen, and the clean and orderly atmosphere give people a different experience like frost. As a result, students prefer to spend their lunch break in the cafeteria rather than going back to the non-air-conditioned dormitories.

Also making people feel "cool" are Elta, who was swept by the cold wave, and Elta, who also suffered a huge setback.

The autumn breeze outside the window whipped the stained glass, which further disturbed the thoughts of Prince Doniva who was disturbed by irritation. Although he may have more information from his allies than on the Imperial Capital, it only adds to his worries about the future.

With the collapse of the two major armies in the east and west, the old emperor no longer had much ability to control his children who were put on the south mountain. The old emperor had always insisted on appointing Bacarat, the much younger and half-brother of Doniva, as his prince, because he had become inexplicably wary of these motherless children. But it's okay, it's just wariness.

Now the big hand that has been clamping down on the master of Shield City has been interrupted by the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals from the other world, and he has temporarily gained considerable freedom to no longer listen to Garcia's dictations.

The worry is whether these heavenly soldiers and generals will break their hands and feet and snatch their thrones? Despite their considerable goodwill in front-line contacts, what were their real intentions? Every detail worries him.

Of course, he can only agree to the general conditions of the negotiations proposed by the other side. Now that Elta's main combat power has turned into wind and sand, he will definitely not be able to resist the captain of this detachment to drive straight in, at least he will not be able to keep his fiefdom. He was now in a good position to position himself as a bridge between the Elta Empire and this emerging power, taking in as much benefit as possible from either side or completely turning to one side.

As for the conditions themselves, they are not excessive. It is also natural and even merciful for the winner to ask for the exchange of prisoners, and you don't make sense of the thousands of people you have thrown away, and if you are unhappy, you will have nothing to do with Garcia. As for trade and action, it was also a helpless move. After all, the foundations of the empire of agricultural taxation have not yet been shaken. On the contrary, this condition did not hurt him, and it may constitute a big blow to the old emperor.

As the cold wave began to ravage Elta's imperial capital in its entirety, Charles received news of the negotiations more than a day later than his eldest son. It was no longer just the cold wind that hit the castle windows, but small raindrops and snowflakes.

Despite the sleet, which fell on the shoulders of passers-by and on the roofs of houses for a fleeting moment, the snow came too early for Elta. The streets were filled with bitter cold winds and reports of war and equally biting rumors, all the signs of what was going to be the coldest winter in the Empire in decades.

Charles didn't even bother to visit his favorite enchanted greenhouse garden to amuse the birds. He first had his left arm painlessly cut off, and when his right arm was about to fight back, it was instantly taken away. Although the empire is large, the power of the tiger is increasing instead of decreasing, and his desperate bet here will be a complete failure. The big and inappropriate Elta is like a big piece of meat on the chopping board at this time, and the enemy from behind the door who should be so backward that he doesn't have magic is like a sharp kitchen knife, and it's not surprising that Elta is chopped into meat sauce, since the other party likes to solve problems through negotiation, then any conditions must be agreed.

All in all, it was time for Elta to settle down and focus on the aftermath of the land or compensation. In the midst of the sleet, Charles wrote an edict for Doniva to sign the text on behalf of the Empire. He no longer has the ability to let himself take the position of this eldest son, what Charles can do is to cover up the prestige advantage of this equally treacherous and cunning eldest son within the enemy army with the name of righteousness, so that he can give himself, and also the prince, the initiative to guarantee the bottom. It doesn't matter if you cut the land, you can get through this difficulty as long as you keep your power.

However, the little prince Baccarat who has not been on the throne for a long time? Siravia doesn't think so. He was about to sit at the top of the country, and even with the oppression of the Bilunar Church, he was the only one in this land. At a young age, he was spoiled, and power was the toy he most hoped for at this time. Anything else, whether it was fine clothes or ordinary women, he was already disgusted and lost interest. The only thing he wants to have now is Elta's supreme power. If there's one more thing he wants, it's the woman from across the door.

He would not allow any force to interfere with his outstretched hand, much less forgive someone for snatching his crown. The poor old emperor endured humiliation and agreed to the terms of surrender, especially since Charles had gone so far as to give carte blanche to his brother Doniva, who had bad intentions towards him, to lead the negotiations, which caused an irreparable gap between him and his father.

The old emperor kept "his empire"! For the sake of his own survival, he actually broke his own backbone! What's even more excessive is that in order to save his life, the old emperor actually betrayed his son who deserved his love the most, and went to grovel and choose peace talks!

His father cowardly chose to escape. Doesn't it mean that the opponent is behind and has no magic? Can't Elta use the power of the two moons to make a last-ditch effort? After all, his father had revealed his ugly nature, and he had completely changed in the face of the avalanche of frost of Calamity!

The little prince had already firmly established such a thought in his heart. What strengthened his view was that he saw the text of the terms of the peace talks. His dream of a dark-haired harem fell directly to pieces. But not only what he wanted, but also the treasures that he had firmly possessed, which were locked in his room, according to the conditions, were to be taken back by his father's hand!

On the morning when the rain stopped, a distraught Baccarat threw the coffee cup from the maid directly out the door. "Why! Why make us succumb! Defeat without a fight, shame! Disgrace! The little prince's roar, which had just finished changing his voice, once again swept through the entire manor mansion. No one dared to persuade this future emperor.

Internal and external troubles, each with a ghost. Before it was really defeated, the royal family was already in ruins.