Spitter and Trireich's faces were extremely serious, and the two of them faced the throne, and the nine-star ministers facing each other were even more miserable than they had been two years ago.

Brad Wallace, the old foreign secretary of the Wallace family, was gasping for breath and drooping his head sickly; Walkand's head of foreign affairs, Wend Norn, was also half-awake from a hangover, just slapping his dazed head incessantly; Stephen Hawking, the sharp-mouthed dean of the Privy Council, looked at his general's nephew with a grin; The archdiocese Bishop Christina is holding the canon of Santa Arcana in one hand and drawing the Grand Arcana cross on her undulating chest with the other, posing in a gesture of compassion.

The remaining five seats were the vacated nine-star important ministers' seats, except for Montmario, the Baron of Montelandburg, who had not arrived, and the remaining four seats would have been covered with thick dust if they had not been cleaned by the royal servants of the palace.

Sitting high on the throne, Segal II stretched lazily, the young king who had once poured his power into expansion seemed to sink rapidly after his defeat, and his ambition had long since disappeared into the rush of years with his fascination with women. Now he is indeed a little withered, now he is not only a little collapsed on the bridge of his nose, but even his eyes are about to sink under his sockets.

For the courtiers who had not seen King Segal II for a long time, it did not matter what Segal II looked like, but the important thing was that they could finally tell all the backlog of affairs in their hands, but most of them were repeated on the topic of the deficit of the treasury. Segal II also became more and more irritated the more he listened, and his gaze couldn't help but sweep to Spike, the chief spy, and Trirech, the military chief, who were standing in front of the courtiers, but they seemed to have a serious concern, and intentionally or unintentionally avoided his sweeping gaze.

Segal II impatiently waved his hand at the courtiers who were reporting to him the deficit of the treasury, and slammed his fists on the armrests of the golden throne, and suddenly roared, "Shut up, you idiot, I want you to do everything you can to stop the loss of the treasury's wealth, but you have failed!" But I made up a myriad of boring excuses that buzzed like flies! I remembered that you also took the high salary of my reward and enjoyed the fiefdom of my fathers, and now, while I have not changed my mind, you can still pay your due tribute! But I want you to me off! Get out of the court! ”

The king's court guard unceremoniously dragged the chattering courtier out of Parma's palace.

"Spitcot, Terry Rich!" Segal II was still angry, and looked at the two who were pretending to be deaf and dumb on the side.

"Your Majesty!" Spiket and Trirech stepped up together, and Terry Hawking, in particular, looked a little panicked, and such a reaction was an unexpected start.

"The other courtiers are talking about government affairs, and although their discussions seem to be mostly looking for cover for their own mistakes, you two are very leisurely, and you stay where you are, silent, almost motionless, like the gold-covered columns around you, have you not dealt with anything during my recent rest? Or maybe you two are just vases for hire by me, and there are a bit of vases in the court. Segal II stroked a strand of beard growing from his chin and squinted at them.

"Quite the opposite, Your Majesty. It is General Trirech and I who have done so much that we are confused and distressed by these matters, and we are wondering whether to tell you or not. Spitcot swept to his side, and seeing that Trirech still looked a little nervous, he quickly took Segal II's slightly angry question, his expression very calm.

"Oh, don't you tell me because of this that you're going to exercise power in my place?" Segal II proudly pointed to the crown above his head, and the nine gems of different colors on the nine-star pattern carved on the crown shimmered brightly, but even so, Segal II's face became more and more pale.

"No, of course not. We're just figuring out the wording of what we're telling you. In a way that makes sense. Spiket pressed the bridge of his nose, his eyes rolling in his eyes.

"Oh, of course you wouldn't dare do that. My viper must be loyal to its master, or the master will cut off its head and destroy it. That's enough! Don't play any tricks! Say! What is there that can make the two of you, one the spy chief of the entire kingdom, and the other the military governor of the entire kingdom gloomy on your faces? And the military commander seemed to be very weak-hearted. Segal II looked at them coldly, especially the nervous military governor Terry Reich made him amused, "The general of the Hawking family seems to have encountered an inexplicable million male soldiers?" ”

"That's because I'm in a struggle, Your Majesty, I think Your Excellency Spitt knows better what he's going to say. I'm just a reckless warrior who doesn't always express much. Oh, unless it's in the middle of a charge. Terry Rich kept his head down, he always felt that his tongue was a little less good than usual.

"Unfortunately, these are peaceful times that have made me tired of it, and you had better pray that Arcana will cure your mouth disease, or I will have to consider vacating the position of military governor for other generals." Segal II snorted contemptuously at Trirech, and then looked at Spitcot, who was much more composed in comparison, "Okay, Spiket, I've been talking about this for a while, I don't know what's going on yet, you are doing fine intelligence work next to me, what news did those large and small cobwebs you lay send you to you?" By the way, I have to remind you, try to keep it simple. This saves time. You know I hate verbosity to the extreme. ”

"I'm afraid that Your Majesty's so-called peaceful years are about to pass. My agents have intercepted important news at the same time in Entre and Jaffin that the Duke of Ella's domain, Goodbay, and the northern shore of Lake Santa Kana are being invaded by a large number of goblins, lizardheads, cave trolls, and an unidentified creature with horns on its head. Spiket's words came to an abrupt halt, and he looked up to observe Segal II's reaction, and the slight excitement had already hit Spichett's heart.

"I express my great regret for the misfortune of my vassal, who ruled the north and south of Mount Ella." Segal II's pale face flushed with a conspicuous flush, and the unnaturally upturned corners of his mouth made his facial expression quite distorted, as if on the one hand, he was conveying his superficial compassion to the archdiocese bishop Christina and the courtiers, and on the other hand, he tried his best to suppress the wild laughter in his heart, which was a kind of revenge pleasure, although not deep but also shallow, "So, what are the thoughts of your spy chief and military director?" Are you struggling about this? ”

"Your Majesty, I have discussed this issue privately with General Trireich. We both agreed that the first priority now was to strengthen the border defenses and block the main roads and checkpoints in and out of the King's Domain. The Duke under His Majesty's seat has a vast territory and a large number of soldiers, and I believe that these monsters will not take advantage of them at all. Moreover, for the Dukedom of Ella, only the northern shore of Santa Kana Lake is at risk, and the monsters attacking the front line of Gudebay may not be going for Duke Ella at all, but for the long-eared lemurs in the jungle. As soon as he said this, Spitcot couldn't help but raise his voice, pointing the finger at the companion Terry Rich beside him, and his merciless tone was more like an accusation, "But there is one point, I have a great disagreement with General Terry Rich!" His additional ideas are hard for me to accept! ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." After bowing to Segal II, Trirech turned to meet the two of Spitcot's eyes, and the eye contact made Trireich's heart gradually steady, "I told you, although our defense plan can avoid war, if we just do this, it will be treacherous in the eyes of others!" If our great king did not bother to inquire about the invasion of the Duchy of Ella, what would the people think of their great majesty? Isn't that tantamount to admitting that Duke Ella doesn't belong to the Kingdom of Lylston at all, but the Duchy of Ella that they claim! ”

"What a bold and reckless man you are! How dare you speak of such disobedient words in the Principality of Ella in front of Your Majesty! Sbicot clenched his fists with both hands, not only scolding Trirech for such remarks, but also trying to take advantage of the situation to put his fist into Trirech.

"I'll tell you two to get to the point! Don't act with me anymore! Segal II slammed his foot and yelled at Spichett and Trirech as they were arguing.

Terryret, who was pushing, still slapped the relatively thin Spitcot to the ground.

"Your Majesty. Listen to me, I was a little scared to say what I thought, but this guy Sbicott bit my 'tail' like a vicious dog, so I had to tell the truth, in short, Your Majesty will know what I think, and my thoughts are entirely out of my loyalty! The Duke of Ella, who has long been rebellious, is obvious to all, and he refuses to fulfill his vassal obligations and does all kinds of things that harm the interests of the king of the Kingdom of Rinston, so it is not advisable to support military forces. However, we must not let the people of the Duke of Ella think that His Majesty cares about them, so I suggest that Your Majesty should send a nobleman of great fame to Entel, the residence of the Duke of Ella, as soon as possible to pacify the people before making a move to block the main roads and checkpoints. The only one who can take on such a task is Her Royal Highness Agnes, who lives in the Winter Palace of the Royal City of Parma, who is on the one hand the queen and on the other hand the daughter of Her Excellency the Count of Carchand. Pure noble blood, great prestige will surely succeed in inspiring the people of Entre, and for the army, the incentive is combat effectiveness! Terry Rich's voice was loud, and under the eyes he had just met with Spiket, it seemed as if the momentary slurred speech had completely disappeared.

"Don't tell me you came up with this idea. It's not at all like your usual wooden style. Touched by Trirech's words, Segal II grinned and laughed out loud, and Spicht, pretending to be surprised, got up from the ground and had to stand behind Trirech with his head bowed.

"As long as it is for military purposes, my brain is surprisingly good, and if it is something related to government affairs, I am naturally a puddle of mush in my head." Terry Rich patted his chest, he had been frowning a little earlier, but now he had a different face.

"I thought you were a reckless man who could only wield a sword, yes, Terryage, but I didn't expect you to think of such a method, first, to prevent the king's warriors from getting involved in the war, and second, to protect the royal dignity of my Saxon family, to put all the problems on that scholar, and to inspire the people of Entre!" Segal II said excitedly, and he couldn't help but look at the aristocratic courtier with a blank face, and said with a smile, "This is definitely a method that my goddamn head of diplomacy can't come up with." ”

"I disagree!" On the seat of the Nine-Star Minister, Vender Norn, the head of foreign affairs of Karkhand, threw the scepter to the ground, suddenly stood up from his seat, and scolded Trirech in a loud voice, as if anger exploded exponentially along with the drunkenness that still existed, "Her Royal Highness Queen Agnes is the jewel of His Excellency Heller, Earl of Karkhand, the mother of the kingdom, how can she be at the mercy of a humble courtier!" What's more, Entre is a barbaric place, how can Her Royal Highness Queen Agnes go to that kind of place at will? If he is in danger, will you, a little military governor, take on such a felony? ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, I also do not agree to let the queen envoy to the city of Entre in the Dukedom of Ella." Spiket then whispered a message to Segal II in solidarity with Vent Norn, the head of foreign affairs at the Gymandro.

"Kakhand, although my military commander cannot guarantee the safety of Queen Agnes, I can guarantee it." Segal II didn't even look at Spichot, but looked angrily at the clamoring Culprit Officer, his voice was like a threat to the Kalkander standing in front of the nine-star minister, "I have given your Excellency enough face, and it is up to Your Excellency whether to accept this face." Heller Kakhand is my esteemed father-in-law, but at the same time my vassal, and you are at best a representative of the vassal's courtiers, and I vouch for it. I simply asked my queen to go to Entre to fulfill her duty to the kingdom. There shouldn't be anything wrong with that, right? ”

Wend Norn couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and he looked at Spitcot with a pleading gaze, but at Spiket's hint, he despaired.

Eventually, the Kakhand's head of foreign affairs nodded to Segal II with resentment, but he held back the flames and sat back on the seat of the Nine-Star Minister, but his lips kept shaking.