The waiter of the lord of the flower collar was a middle-aged man, who had a big belly and didn't say anything, and the top of his head was even brighter, reflecting the light under the candle flame.

The other party's clothes are luxurious but slightly vulgar.

On a silk coat, I want to hang all the gold and silver on it, and with every step, there is a clanging sound.

"I've seen the priest and the sentry chief."

The messenger stooped down with all his might, making himself humble and respectful.

It's a pity that the other party's belly is too big.

It's so big that the other party can't bend down even if they try their best.

The other party obviously knew this, and immediately after saluting, he went straight to the point.

"I'm here on behalf of our lord."

"Our lords want the support of Aya's outpost to defend against those monsters."

"Of course, we are willing to stand on the side of Aiya's outpost for this, and we will support whatever decision Aiya's post makes!"

The other party said in a high-sounding voice, but the words hidden in the secret surprised Nelson.

Glancing at Atelina, the sentry chief spoke with the priestess's acquiescence.

"All the decisions?"

"Including helping Aiya's outpost build another outer wall?"

The sentry chief asked.

"Of course!"

"With the presence of the 'hero' Lord Ryan, it is only natural to help Aya outpost build an outer wall."

"Still, we want the other lords to give more, you understand?"

The messenger in front of him looked at the sentry chief with a smile.

And Nelson finally understood what the other party was planning.

Harming others is not good for oneself.

No!

To be precise, it is: the more you lose others, keep your own.

It's just, it's just......

After thinking about it for a moment, the fair and strict sentry chief didn't come up with a just right word to describe his state of mind at the moment.

He had known for a long time that the lords of the Yot Plains were very unbearable, but he didn't expect it to reach such a level.

At the same time, he thought again about the true meaning of the former outpost chief, 'Ignore those guys, the purpose of the existence of the Aya post is to clear the way to the city of Navia'.

Sure enough, don't you have to care?

Thinking of the useless work he had done in the past two years, the sentry chief couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Then?

The whole meeting was handed over to Aterina.

In a few words, the messenger of the Lord of Flowers became sweaty.

A qualified negotiator will never see the chips on the other party's table, but also the hidden chips of the other party.

Undoubtedly, Edrina is an extremely qualified negotiator.

She more than doubled the amount of chips she could have gotten.

Enough food for 2,000 people for a year.

The laborers of not less than a thousand people must be of the able-bodied kind.

There must also be ten to twenty craftsmen, with considerable craftsmanship, and cannot be apprentices.

So much so that when the messenger of the flower collar left, his face was pale and his steps were staggering.

"What a bunch of guys who only know about infighting."

The sentry chief sighed.

He couldn't imagine out of what psychology the other party had agreed to such harsh conditions, after all, such conditions were completely unprofitable.

You must know that the Flower Collar is not a big territory, and among the dozens of lords in the Yote Plain, it can only be ranked last.

"Because, he is convinced that he will get more."

"I'm afraid he's already planning in his mind how to recover his losses exponentially - to the lords who are also in the Yote Plains!"

"I can guarantee that once we've gathered enough people here to empty a liege's territory, that's when they'll send their troops."

Edrina sneered.

She knows very well what the other party thinks.

In fact, in recent decades, such things have been happening on the Yote Plains.

Either the east wind overpowers the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind.

However, this time was different, and she wanted ...... But all!

It's the whole Yote Plain!

"You mean?"

The sentry chief looked at Atelina with hindsight.

And before Atelina could reply, the herald came to preach again—

"Priest Aterina, Chief of Nelson's Outpost, and the messenger of the Lord of the 'Matsutake Lord' ask to see you."

Suddenly, the sentry chief looked at Atelina in amazement.

The priestess smiled.

She said word by word.

"As I said, they will not only agree to our terms, but they will also compete to say yes - because we have more than one collaborator!"

……

The morning sun was rising, and the golden sun shone outside the Aya outpost.

The soldiers on the city walls looked warily in the direction of the city of Navia, and at the very rich Yote Plains with a faint disdain in their eyes.

In the last two days, the absurdity of the lords of the Yote Plains has spread throughout the outpost.

Wooden knives and wooden swords are not to be said.

Falling and falling on a horse can be called a brave man.

In order to better decorate the camp, cowhide was spread on the grass, and silk was hung on the branches.

Thinking that they were still on guard against such an enemy, the soldiers couldn't help but purse the corners of their lips.

But soon, this disdain took on more solemnity when looking in the direction of the city of Navia.

Although the past two days have been sporadic monster attacks, every battle has been extremely difficult.

If it weren't for the walls of Aya's outpost, I'm afraid they would face attrition again and again.

Therefore, when the lookout saw the black line on the horizon, it immediately sounded the alarm.

Heavily armed soldiers climbed the city walls.

The knights were even divided into bundle teams, serving as the firefighting team on the battlefield to support more dangers.

As for fighting out of town?

The area of the black line at the end of the horizon gives them a more rational choice.

However, as the black line got closer and closer, the lookout standing at the top let out a cry of surprise—

"Convoy!"

"It's the temple's convoy!"

……

The sound echoed over the outpost, and people's tense nerves were immediately relaxed, and then they all looked into the distance with joy.

What could be more pleasing to them than the arrival of people from the city of Navia?

Naturally, there is a departed Qin Ran in this team.

"Open the gates!"

Edrina said impatiently, and rode out.

Nelson followed with a team of knights.

The two teams met in front of the Aya outpost.

The old priest slowly stepped out of the carriage and looked at Aterina and Nelson with a smile.

"High Priest of Pelt."

Although they belong to different temples, the proper rituals are not a lot at all.

"I'm no longer a high priest."

The old priest waved his hand.

Although such words were confusing, Etrina did not ask questions, first, because it was out of place, and secondly, she cared more about Ryan.

"Where's Ryan?"

Edrina asked.

"Your Majesty?"

"There."

"Look, he's coming."

The old priest smiled and pointed to the back of the convoy, where a golden-rendered figure walked slowly, his face a little indistinguishable in the sunlight, like those gods shrouded in aura.

Atelina stared blankly at the figure, her mind constantly echoing the old priest's name for Ryan just now.

Under the crown?

Your Majesty!

Gradually, the priestess's emerald green eyes, which were slightly narrow, widened and rounded.