“…… Your Majesty, even a big fuss will not help you now! The Minister of the Seals on the side finally broke the silence and spoke. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Nicaea seems to be prosperous now, but in fact it is all just a layer of duckweed on the surface, without any roots. Although they have made a fortune from war, it is clear to everyone that this situation cannot continue forever.

Sooner or later, the New Brad Kingdom's fear of Nicaea would lead to war, and that was undoubtedly inevitable.

"Both the Marquis of Achaea and Epirus have already succumbed to the New Brad Kingdom, and now we are isolated, coupled with the great loss of vitality not long ago, we will not be able to defeat them no matter what, Your Majesty!" At this time, the War Secretary also spoke his mind, and in the end, it was not wise to go to war with the Rastines now.

And the Chancellor of the Exchequer on the other side is of the same opinion, "Yes, Your Majesty. Although there is a surplus in the current finances, it will not change our predicament at all, and if we are not careful, we may be stuck in the quagmire of war and unable to extricate ourselves! ”

War depends not only on politics and simple tactics and strategy, but also on the hearts of the people and more importantly, money, which can be used to clean up people's hearts and make the painful war continue. Now, whether it is recruiting troops, logistics or military industrial capacity, the Kingdom of Nicaea is far from ready, if the previous expedition to Trabizond, the army is not completely wiped out, but now they are not qualified, there is no way to re-establish a new army to deal with the people of the New Brad Kingdom.

"In addition, if there is a war, I am afraid that some of our internal people will also be ready to move!!"

In the palace, all of them are Michael's elected ministers, it can be said that there is no problem in loyalty, and others may not, in order to strengthen his power in recent years, he has offended a lot of nobles, and when the political situation is unstable, it is not impossible to be forced to abdicate. Everything seems to be solid, but the foundation of the country's rule is simply not enough to turn things around. Not long ago, they even learned that the New Brad Kingdom had developed a newer mech, and they were only trying to restore the weapons of the New Roman Empire, and the two were no longer on the same starting line.

They had to warn their king that if they were not careful, they might repeat the mistakes of the new Roman Empire.

"So what do you think now?" Mikael said in as calm a tone as he could, but in fact he was already furious.

The Rastin people actually wanted to rebuild a new Roman Empire, first the Thracian rebels were exterminated, then Epirus and Achaea surrendered, and now an ultimatum to the Kingdom of Nicaea, in fact, Baldwin actually wanted to become another emperor at all!

"I heard that now in Constantinople, Baldwin is preparing to marry a princess of the Empire."

"Didn't the princess of the empire already say that thing before? That can't be true! Mikael seemed to be enraged by this incident, and couldn't help but raise his voice too highly.

But the Secretary of War shook his head and said, "Actually, whether it's true or not, but it's enough for Baldwin." The man had successfully put down the rebellion around Constantinople, and even if the so-called 'princess' was really fake, it seemed to be enough to shake some people. If Baldwin did convert to Orthodoxy one day, it would mean that he would become the de facto emperor and that our legitimacy would be gone. ”

Although it was very tactful, in fact the War Minister was more convinced that the princess was real, and he did not think that it was a wise decision to openly confront the rising kingdom of New Blad.

For a moment, everything in the palace fell into a dead silence, everyone did not know what to say, and everyone felt pessimistic about the future.

And on the other side, outside of this bustling city, there are undercurrents.

The giant ship [Leviathan] has been adrift at sea for almost a month, and Constance Dante still hasn't set foot on Anatolian soil, and it seems that something is still waiting for them.

"Nicaea?" In front of Elenor was none other than Silvia, the only royal highness of Trebizond, who watched as the woman was bewildered by what she had requested.

"Why?"

"Don't you want revenge?" The woman asked softly, but this sentence provoked Sylvia's already fragile state.

"What did you say!" Almost pounced on her and grabbed Elennor's shoulder, Sylvia looked a little excited, for her, revenge was almost the only purpose of her survival.

Seeing the girl's gaffe, Eileno whispered in Sylvia's ear unhurriedly, "I said I can help you take revenge on those who killed your grandfather!" Of course, it's not completely free, and there comes a price to pay. How, Your Highness? ”

As she spoke, Elenor wiped away Sylvia's hands that were clutching her shoulders, and looked at the helpless princess with a playful look in her eyes.

Being stared at like this, Sylvia couldn't help but flinch, but she quickly dispelled this idea, she had lost her grandfather at this time, and those young Zhuang factions in the military department were not able to make Sylvia fully trust or have high hopes, even if it was a devil's deal, the girl at this time had no way out.

"Why do you say that? Isn't it your Holy See who killed my grandfather? Sylvia's eyes lit up with hatred, a day she would never forget—the knights of the Holy See devoured Trabizon like locusts from a sinkhole, and King Angros had to buy time with his own life.

The wavering in Sylvia's heart was evident in the details of her eyes and expressions, and the woman held out her hand to the helpless girl.

"How about it, Your Highness the Princess, would you like to make a deal with me?"

She knew that Sylvia would not refuse her at this time.

Sure enough, just as Ilenor had predicted, Sylvia couldn't help but raise her arm to grab Eleno's hand in front of her, even though she was trembling a little.

But just then, a powerful palm pressed against Sylvia's shoulder to stop her.

And the man standing behind Sylvia was none other than Constance Dante, and at some point, the man appeared silently.

"Miss Eleno, you should have told me this—did you?" There seemed to be some dissatisfaction in Consit's Dante's voice.

However, Elenor smiled indifferently, and said without paying attention to anything: "Is this necessary?" ”

"There are some things that don't need to be involved in her." Since he had promised King Angros before, Consité Dante would definitely fulfill his promise, and he did not want the girl to be involved in what was going to happen.

But Sylvia didn't seem to think so, and she said with some excitement: "No, I have to take revenge, revenge for grandpa, or I will never give up!" ”

At this time, the only thing the girl thought about was revenge, but Constance Dante saw the overwhelmed emotions and wanted to organize Sylvia, and the long-lasting hatred could not solve anything-

On the other side, Elenor shook her head with regret: "Okay then! Since His Royal Highness the Knight King said so, I can't say anything more! ”

But that wasn't enough to stop Sylvia's vengeance—but Constance Dante looked at the girl with a serious look,

"His Majesty Anglos doesn't want you to live in hatred for the rest of your life, you know no. Some things I will help you, but some things will not! Constance Dante flatly refused. He didn't make any concessions, and said resolutely, completely disappointing the girl in front of him-

"......" and on the other side, two lines of tears slowly flowed down Sylvia's face.

Her Royal Highness, who had lost her homeland, stood in front of Consité Dante

She pleaded to the Knight King in front of her, and stretched out her hand as if pleading.

“…… But...... I'm not reconciled! Can't you, Your Highness Justine, grant me this request? I'm willing to pay any price! ”

"I'm sorry, but it won't work."

He didn't grab the hands. He said that, and turned his back to her mercilessly.

For a moment, Sylvia's mood seemed to be pushed to the bottom of hell, and she hung her head and smiled weakly.

The feeling of giving up swept over, but it still couldn't make the girl stop,

The black emotion in her heart almost shattered her soul completely, and the last terrible scene she saw that night was still imprinted in her eyes.

Every night, that situation would appear clearly in front of her, and she would be tormented.

The feeling of powerlessness that she felt as she watched her grandfather stay and that she was cowardly taken away and could do nothing.

There was no one to save her and King Angelos, not one.

So this torture will never end -

No one will come to save her.

Forever.

Forever.

"Why?"

"For hatred is an ugly thing, and revenge is a very painful thing, and it is definitely not what your grandfather wanted to see. So I will take his place to open up thorns for you and the people of Trebizond, out of this darkness. Conseidante's voice was full of categorical determination, and for a moment even Elennor was slightly stunned, she didn't expect Cons. Dante to say such a thing.

"So it's enough to eliminate these filthy things and leave them to the people who specialize in carrying them!"

The words ringing in her ears made her look up.

"So no matter how bad it is, you don't have to care, the only thing you have to do is bring hope, and the night belongs to me."

Listening to the seemingly cold, emotionless voice, but Silvia's eyes were wide open, she felt a warm current flowing in her heart.

"It's enough for me to kill those people."

Constance Dante's promise was very soft, but it was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and for a moment Sylvia let out a whimper, tears slipped uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes, although she tried her best not to show such an embarrassed side, but she was still so embarrassed. Sobbing and looking at Constance Dante, Sylvia finally nodded.

……

"It's you, Your Highness!" Elenore laughed slightly, but Constance Dante's expression was very displeased.

"What are you looking for her for?"

"Of course, I want to use her to make our plan smoother, of course, the presence of Her Royal Highness is not necessary, so there is no need to care." Elennor explained without even concealing it, but this undoubtedly angered Cons. Dante.

Before Constance Dante, who was about to change color, could speak, the woman's indifferent voice sounded in his ears.

"But I still have to remind Your Highness, sometimes it's better not to be emotional, after all, that child may have some shadow of Princess Sophia!" There was something meaningful in Eleno's voice, Sophia and Sylvia were half-sisters, and naturally there were many similarities, and she was warning Constance Dante not to let her personal feelings affect their cooperation. As King Angelos's granddaughter as far as the plan is concerned, Sylvia may indeed have a lot to help them with.

However, Constance Dante apparently didn't think so.

"I know that." Dante replied lightly, "But I also don't like it when you involve unrelated people again!" ”

"That kid isn't irrelevant...... Sylvia added.

"But you said there wasn't a need for that!" Consité Dante once again accentuated his tone, he was also warning Elenno that although the two sides were cooperating, Cons. Dante would never be willing to be used.

And looking at Constance Dante's categorical attitude, the expression on Eleno's face also changed slightly.

"Your Royal Highness the Knight King, you ...... It's really a big change! Not at all like it was at the beginning, and sometimes I almost thought that it was not the throne standing in front of me. A faint sigh, which surprised Constance Dante.

Could it be ...... They had a relationship before. Or is it ......

"You-"

"Your Royal Highness, your memory is really not ordinary! I was a member of the First Knights, and although I only stayed for a short time, my memories are still very deep. Elenore said angrily.

The First Order was the sharpest sword in the hands of the new Roman Empire, and as members of it, they all used noble titles, so there were very few of them. As the daughter of Alfonso, the governor of the Peloponnesian Military Region, Elenor was found to have an excellent affinity for mecha at a very young age, and one in 100,000 qualified people would naturally become a member of the [First Knights], and she also met the Knight King at that time, that is, Conses Dante.