Igor Servierastoff, the emissary of the High King of the Cloud Peak, from the Kingdom of Yunling, once again appeared in the Hall of the Round Table in Byrne.

He clutched the tomahawk-like scepter tightly in his hand, like a thoroughly enraged fighter, neither graceful nor rude, unscrupulous in meeting dozens of times more eyes than he had last come, proudly straightening his neck that might not have existed.

In the hall, the guards on either side were replaced by knights returning from expeditions, taking over the honor of guarding councils in the Hall of the Round Table, and even allowing them to wear their respective family coats of arms, shields, and swallowtails.

At the round table, the thirteen counts of Byrne were also carefully looking at the envoy from the Yunling Kingdom, and they all knew why the other party came, because more than half of their boots were still stained with the blood of the Silver Helmet Mountain.

And Charlotte Turin is even more upright, her emaciated figure does not affect her arrogance in the slightest, and her expression is even more meaningful;

The other party came so quickly, it was only four days from the beginning of the confrontation between Byrne and the Yunling Kingdom, and they had actually arrived at the Red Blood Castle;

The other party came so late, because the Duke of Byrne and the army had already returned, who had gone on an expedition to the Great Green Sea;

Moreover, it is a team with nearly half of the casualties, and the veteran soldiers of the division are tired, but they crawled out of the most dangerous battlefield, and they are red-eyed, and they don't care about killing a few more dwarves, let alone their bloody army.

"Messenger of the High King, I may ask... What news did you bring with you?" the countess's voice rang out in the hall.

Sharp, but full of confidence.

As the words fell, countless eyes shot at the dwarven messenger who was standing in place like countless arrows.

"Message?"

The dwarven messenger's eyes widened, his angry expression clarifying his current thoughts, and his pupils were bloodshot: "Dear Earl of Red Blood Castle, I didn't bring you any more news, I only brought one thing. ”

"That is the great Supreme King, and the anger of all the people of Yunling——!!!!"

An angry roar reverberated through the halls.

Suddenly, even the air became quiet.

"Inside... Is there some misunderstanding?" Grenwell, Earl of Storm Castle on the side, Charles's brother smiled and said softly:

"Your Excellency, Envoy, I remember that the last time you came, we had a tense fight, but in the end it turned out that everything was just a misunderstanding between each other, and after months of repeated consultations, not only did we resolve the misunderstandings and contradictions, but also reached many consensuses, which made the relationship between Byrne and Yunling even better. ”

"It is easy to start a war, but it is difficult to win peace, and now His Majesty the Supreme King is undoubtedly destroying this peace by presenting his troops on the border, and you really want to watch months of difficult negotiations and be ...... by the anger of His Majesty the Supreme King?"

"A moment of anger?!"

As if stimulated, the furious-eyed dwarven emissary suddenly stepped forward and slammed his scepter on the stone floor of the hall with a bang:

"You call it a moment of anger?!"

"You mobilized a large army and captured the gate of the Yunling Kingdom, the Silver Helmet Mountain where your ancestors originated for thousands of years, is this called a moment of anger?!"

"You have sheltered the traitors of the Yunling Kingdom, and even brought them to your own territory in a grand manner, is this called a moment of anger?!"

"Change places, instead of the Yunling Kingdom captured the Storm Castle and contained and protected your traitors from Byrne, can you also calm down and tell the Duke who wants to send troops for revenge, this is just a momentary anger?!"

The dwarven messenger gritted his teeth and trembled, and raised his cane and pointed at everyone at the round table:

"This is the face of your desire for peace, this is the glory of your mouth, this is the pride of the Byrne, the chivalry you admire?"

"I'm ——!!!!"

With a smack, the dwarven messenger almost crushed the steel fangs.

Frowning slightly, Charlotte said lightly again: "We can understand the feelings of the High King, and Byrne will never evade his obligations and responsibilities, as long as we can do it, we can agree." ”

Raising his head suddenly, the five-headed trembling dwarven messenger snorted angrily, indignant:

"Dear Earl of Red Blood Castle, do you still think that all this can be resolved through negotiation at this moment?!Your duke has unscrupulously humiliated the dignity of the Yunling Kingdom and the Supreme King, and you yourself have trampled on the friendship between the Yunling Kingdom and Byrne, can this be solved by compensation?!"

"And what do you want?" said Count Eckert of the Castle of Fury, coldly:

"The supreme king of the peak of the clouds, what do you want?"

"What the Supreme King and the Yunling Kingdom have lost is not only an ancient and historic fortress, but more importantly, the dignity and honor of all the people of Yunling!"

"Byrne, all captives and traitors must be surrendered, and the Duke must go to the Cloud Ridge Kingdom alone, climb the cliff to the top of the clouds, and bow his knees to the High King to admit his mistakes!" shouted the dwarven messenger who showed no weakness:

"What about the duke, why isn't your duke here, why don't you dare to see me?!"

"Shut up!" Ranmaros, the Earl of Lake-City on the side, shouted angrily, "Our Duke is also the one who you want to see and shout at will?......!"

"——! of Ranmaros"

The sharp voice cut off the anger of the Earl of Lake City, and Charlotte, who pursed the corners of her mouth, slowly got up and looked directly at the dwarf messenger flatly:

"The Duke has a very important business to attend to at this moment, and is not in the Red Blood Castle, and it is for this reason that he has entrusted the Council of the Round Table to receive you as his emissary, and I beg your pardon. ”

"In addition, in order to show respect for the Yunling Kingdom, we can have the Duke personally write a letter of apology and make it public, and within the next year, the Duke will lead a delegation of envoys to visit the Cloud Summit to apologize to the High King. ”

"We will compensate for the corresponding losses, and we can return the body of the deceased or give a glorious funeral, but... What the Duke has said will never change. ”

Her tone is plain, but full of unquestionable power.

"Really?" the dwarven messenger laughed angrily, "This is not an attitude of admitting mistakes at all, you... And you, Duke of Byrne, are just informing me of your final decision!"

"So... You're going to stick to what you just offered?"

"That's right!"

"If we don't agree, what will happen to the High King?"

"Of course, lead all the people of the Yunling Kingdom, win back our dignity with iron and blood, and wage war against Byrne!" said the dwarven messenger viciously.

"Then let's go to war——!!!!"

With a roar, the delicate Rouyi slammed on the table, and Charlotte was shocked:

"Then let's go to war——!!!!"

A shrill roar echoed through the hall, and the dwarven emissary's expression was astonished to the extreme.

"If the High King wants to prove his dignity and glory by invading Byrne, then ask him to go to war! Let him lead the army of the Yunling Kingdom across the border to invade Byrne's territory!"

"Why don't you give it a try, see which side is the stronger side of the current Byrne and Yunling Kingdom, and let His Majesty the Supreme King try it to see if he can restore the glory of the ancestors as he said!"

The more she talked, the more excited Charlotte became, and her voice overshadowed everything: "Let him try it again, see if he can take Storm Fort, capture Lake City, raze Mountain Rock Fort to the ground, and trample Hope Peak into a grassland... Insert the banner of the Yunling Kingdom on the top of the tower of the Red Blood Castle!"

"Let him try to see if he can enslave the Byrnes once again like his ancestors did, and turn us all into your slaves! Can he once again invade and sweep the entire Byrne Thirteen Territories at will like his ancestors, burning, killing and looting!"

"Let him try it and see if Byrne, who has just completed unification after three generations, still has the courage and blood of the Black Duke's era, so that all the robbers who invade my territory will not be able to set foot in our country!"

"Let him try, let him go to war, and then we'll see which side has the authority to end the war——!"

Charlotte's expression was unprecedentedly cold.

The atmosphere in the hall became tense.

No... More precisely, the dwarven messenger became nervous, and from the moment he entered the door, the counts of the Council of the Round Table and the knights around them had never changed their expressions.

It wasn't that the dwarven messenger didn't expect a strong reaction from the Byrne, but Charlotte, who was so excited, was completely beyond his expectations: "You, you... Byrne has just been through a war, are you so desperate to get into the next war, or do you want peace anymore?!"

Panicked, he just finished speaking, and immediately regretted it.

The moment he saw the dwarven emissary's expression, Count Eckert of the Castle of Fury immediately understood... In the Yunling Kingdom, it is not clear how far things have evolved.

He thought he was facing a Byrne who had just been reunited and had gone through a vicious battle, and was too exhausted to fight again... In a sense, he was right.

But he didn't know what was going on in the Centaur War and Silverhelm Mountain, and he didn't know that Byrne was preparing for war urgently, and he didn't let up just because a war stopped.

So... He thought that he knew that by putting on a posture of preparing for invasion, he would be able to regain some bargain and dignity from Duke Byrne, and re-establish his majesty as the supreme king with the bowing of his enemies.

"Of course we want peace, but it's real, not wanted!"

Charlotte stepped out of her seat at the round table and quickly approached the dwarven messenger: "It's not like being blackmailed by a neighbor who thinks he can take advantage of the fire to rob, and the duke's knee is exchanged for peace!"

"Byrne has just experienced a catastrophic war, but if the High King wants to fight, Byrne will still be with him to the end!"

She stood proudly in front of the startled dwarven messenger, for she knew that the twelve men behind her and the one who didn't come would support her:

"And what about the High King of the Cloud Peak, can he prove his dignity with iron and blood, as you say?!"

The dwarven envoy's face changed in shock, but he still gritted his teeth: "Of course His Majesty the Supreme King will ......"

"Use war to prove the glory of the Yunling Kingdom... No, it's not like that. Charlotte sneered, with contempt in her proud eyes: "It's with war... to strengthen his authority. ”

"The battle of Silverhelm Mountain made him lose face, and he became the first supreme king of Byrne to capture the Yunling Fortress in a thousand years; the rebellious power has not only not weakened, but has been greatly strengthened; at this time, there is only one way to reunite the divided Yunling Kingdom, and that is war, and that is to invade Byrne. ”

"Right——?!"

The dwarven messenger was so frightened by her that she took a step back, stunned and froze in place.

Count of Crimson Castle... Byrne, how do you know this?!

"However, does he really have the strength to invade Byrne?" Charlotte's words were like a ruthless sharp knife, stabbing directly into the chest of the dwarven messenger: "The expansion of the rebel forces has made it difficult for your food supply to continue, and many passages have been interrupted, and the strength of the Silverhelm Mountain has been further reduced due to the inability to immediately subdue Silverhelm Mountain." ”

"Your Majesty the High King... What he can really control now is only the peak of the clouds, and the army on the border, seven-tenths of what they eat is still bought at a high price, Byrne's grain. ”

The dwarven messenger's face turned pale, and he looked up at Charlotte suddenly: "Count of Red Blood Castle, you actually ......"

"It's too late to react now!" Charlotte raised her head proudly, "At that time, we could have treated you with compromise and respected your dignity, but now... The tide has turned. ”

"Byrne won the battle of the centaurs, Byrne was reunited, and Byrne had the duke he wanted. ”

"Now, it's time for the High King to listen carefully to Byrne's voice!"

Under the gaze of many eyes in the hall, the expression of the dwarf messenger with a cold sweat on his face changed rapidly, as if he was fighting between heaven and man.

"Our army has killed all the young men of the centaur tribe, and Byrne's harvest this year is enough to support an army of 100,000 men to fight for six months!"

"Our allies are now not just Boi, but also the 50,000-strong Imperial Legion, and the invincible Dragon!"

"If we can capture Silverhelm Mountain with less than 20,000 men, then we can capture a second, third, fourth... For the sake of victory, the Byons never care about the amount of sacrifice!"

"At that time, even if we destroy your country, slaughter your clan, burn your soil, and let the thousand-year-old glorious Yunling Kingdom disappear... It's not impossible!"

The frightened dwarven messenger instinctively took a step back, his expression dejected.

"For the loss of His Majesty the Supreme King, Byrne will make compensation and maintain the food supply line as much as possible, so that he can restore actual control of the Yunling Kingdom as soon as possible. ”

"We can assure him that the Duke will personally write a letter of apology that is sincere enough to send to him, and that he will send a large army of emissaries with rich gifts to apologize, and that he may have all his vassals present to watch. ”

Charlotte said indifferently:

"But also ask him to remember that Byrne of today is ...... Byrne of the past 100 years."

"Big difference——!