Gawain was not surprised by the uneasiness of the southern aristocracy and the church—in fact, in some ways, the actions of the nobility and the church were facilitated step by step by himself.

Almost smashed the original market of the alchemy potion business, subversive magic network technology, mining machinery and equipment, these things have brought wealth to the nobles of the south who have never thought of them, but at the same time, as long as those nobles have a little brain, they will also reflect that they are gradually being eroded and controlled by Cecil's economy in the process, and on the other hand, through Viscount Andrew of Tanzania as an "agent", almost half of the ore business in the south has fallen into the hands of the Cecil-Leslie consortium, The noble lords who were thus suppressed happened to be the ones with the most force in the south—after all, mastering ore was equivalent to mastering the resources to forge weapons, and being able to build and maintain a strong army.

Therefore, the nobles of the South, especially the wealthiest and most powerful ones, will sooner or later regard Cecil as an enemy.

"Cecil's land flows with gold and silver, and the rulers of the land happen to have 'weaknesses' that can be attacked", and no one can resist this temptation in this era.

On the other hand, since last winter, the territory has accepted a large number of exotic believers from the plain of the Holy Spirit, which has been constantly stimulating the nerves of the Holy Light Church. It would be difficult for those missionaries to make any waves in the South, but if the nobles of the South were trying to deal with Cecil at this time, then the Church of Light would have access to the region—and that was a matter of course.

Gawain knows very well that these changes are inevitable and will inevitably happen - as long as he wants to establish his own new order in this world, it will sooner or later break out into conflict with the original traditional forces, and there is no room for compromise in this kind of change involving basic rules, everything must eventually speak by force, so after realizing this, Gawain knows very well what he wants to do - he is silently ready to speak by force, and then see when those traditional nobles and churches can't help but move.

Hetty is also a smart person, seeing Gawain's attitude, she knows that the old ancestor has been planning the current situation, but there is one thing she can't understand: "Ancestor, why do you have to wait for them to take the initiative?" You know, de jure terms, you will always have a reason to take the initiative without worrying about any moral issues—after all, all the nobles in the South currently occupy your fiefdoms......"

"It's very simple, because the land is vast and sparsely populated," Gawain replied casually, and seeing that Hetty still had a puzzled look on his face, he shook his head helplessly and said more, "Let them gather the people, and a round of saturation shelling and ray guns on our side will be over, and the southern border of the province will be beaten one by one." ”

Hetty: "......"

Of course, Gawain's words are somewhat of a joke, strategically he can despise the enemy, but tactically he still has to pay attention to them - even if it is just a group of old nobles who are old and conservative and do not know the power of Cecil's guns, their force at hand is still somewhat threatening - so Gawain took out a piece of paper from the blank letterhead next to him, wrote two lines on it, and then handed it to Hetty: "This letter is for Baroness Gülen." ”

Hetty glanced at the contents of the letterhead, which was only very brief: "The time has come to settle the accounts, and the inventory will be counted in the near future." ”

After Hetty left, Gawain stood up and went to the map depicting the whole of the South, lost in thought.

To be honest, although he had been prepared for armed confrontation with the traditional forces of this world early on, if it weren't for the change in the situation, Gao Wen would not have planned to let the territory in the development period enter a state of war so early.

According to his original idea, he was to quietly develop the territory, continue to open up new land and establish industrial zones in the south, until he had absolutely overwhelming power at hand, and then jump out and beat up all the traditional nobles.

However, the plan can't catch up with the change after all, the negotiations between Typhon and Ansu have begun, regardless of whether the peace agreement can be successfully signed, the current relatively stable situation in the south will change-not to mention the outbreak of war, if the peace is signed, then the Ansu royal family, which has temporarily solved the external troubles and freed up their hands, should almost notice the Cecil Lord, who is rising rapidly in the south and frequently challenging the traditional order.

Francis II is not a fool, he can tolerate the Cecil family to re-enter the stage, and tolerate this ancient family that has been suppressed with great difficulty to be active in the south, just because internal and external troubles cannot be resolved, and he does not want to add a notoriety of disrespecting ancestors to the already controversial "illegitimate royal family", nor does he want to give new words to those nobles who do not support the royal family.

In addition to the possible variables of Typhon and the Ansu royal family, there are also the increasingly bizarre and crazy actions of the Holy Light Church recently, and the intricate threats of various large and small forces in the south......

All of these factors combined to make Gawain realize that he must deal with these external troubles in the near future, at the very least, to completely control the situation in the south and make this relatively closed land his stable rear.

He had promised in front of Francis II and all the royal nobles that he would not "take the initiative" to make a de jure claim about the existing land distribution in the South, and although it was okay to claim it at this time in his name as an "ancestor", Gawain still wanted to make his actions more justified.

It's better to let the southern nobles jump out on their own.

Of course, they had motives and reasons to jump out - not just because of the greed of the nobility itself, and not because of Gawain?? The system that Cecil had imposed on his own territory really aroused their "righteous indignation", but it was the very fact that the Cecil family had re-emerged in the south was enough to make ninety percent of the rulers of the land stand on end.

When Cecil was weak, they may not feel threatened, but with every time Cecil became stronger, the hostility from the various noble forces in the south would become stronger, after all, they all developed by sharing Cecil's ancestral property, and in a sense, Cecil's family had legal claims to the entire southern territory.

Since their hostility would erupt sooner or later, Gawain wouldn't mind doing them a little bit and uniting them sooner.

Therefore, the 25 th Production and Construction Office under the Military Intelligence Bureau formulated a plan, and the 25 th Production and Construction Brigade, which is good at collecting intelligence and spreading rumors and lying about military information, carried out this plan.

Then the southern nobles who were already wary and hostile to the Cecil family really couldn't help it and wanted to jump out......

The nobles who followed the ancient rites did not necessarily have the courage to go to all-out war with their ancestors, so they probably just wanted to jump and demonstrate to the Cecil family with a low-intensity friction, and then swindle some benefits from the Cecil family in the way of the "aristocratic game", but ......

As long as they jump out, the scale of this "friction" is not up to them.

Gawain withdrew his gaze from the map and then focused his mind, a top-down view from the surveillance satellite in his mind......

In the Château de Jojo, the long hall where history was made, a document was being read out by ceremonial officials from both countries in the presence of all.

The voices of the two ceremonial officers echoed in the hall in almost perfect synchrony, and with the blessing of magical power, the voices were not only loud and clear, but even seemed to have a certain intimidating solemn and heavy texture—

“…… We share the view that the resumption of peaceful relations is the first step in a common response to the threat, and that the cessation of the current stage of border confrontation is the first step in ensuring peace...... As of the date of the signing of the agreement, military confrontation and all mutual military infiltration operations will cease...... On the basis of the resumption of diplomacy, border trade and the movement of people will be restored, and martial law will be lifted gradually...... Jointly monitor the Great Wall......

“…… All of the above are witnessed by the spirits of the gods and ancestors, and approved by the great and wise rulers of the two countries......

“…… Ansu/Typhon 736, at the fort of the Common Frontier......

"Long live peace."

The solemn last sound fell, and the long hall suddenly resounded with warm and sustained applause.

Whether or not the people in this hall are still hostile, whether they were wary of each other yesterday, whether they will be estranged in the future, at least at this moment, everyone who has been through the long negotiations is applauding sincerely and rejoicing in this hard-won peace agreement.

The peace agreement, which was witnessed by all, was marked by the rulers of the two countries, and then engraved on two adamantite gold plates by a magician on the spot, and handed over to the two countries for safekeeping, while the original manuscript of the agreement was left in the "Covenant Castle", sealed in a safe made of Mithril, and sunk into a well-guarded vault beneath the fortress.

But these follow-up, ritualistic things are no longer Silas?? Duke Loren was concerned, he just watched with emotion as the king and Rosetta the Great shook hands, talked, and then presented each other with decorative swords, and in a peaceful and eager atmosphere, this historic negotiation ended.

This was followed by a slightly relaxed banquet, which lasted until late at night.

Despite the fact that the negotiations have ended, Silas?? The Duke of Loren did not let up in the slightest, he knew very well how many people were watching this peace negotiation, and there were many of them who did not want peace - so even after the agreement was made, as long as the king was still in the castle and on the border, he could not let his guard down.

Presumably Typhon's side was the same—because throughout the dinner, Duke Loren noticed Rosetta?? The guards around Augustus the Great were always close to him, and even a little more numerous.

But in the end, it all ended peacefully.

In a state of high tension among all the guards, the two rulers spent their last night in the Treaty Castle peacefully, and on the 52nd of the month of the recovery of Ansu 736, King Francis II of Ansu and Rosetta of Typhon?? Augustus left the Treaty Castle.

The Fortress of the Wind welcomed His Majesty with a grand welcome - for this warrior frontier fortress city, Francecy II returned from the Treaty Fort as a general in a different sense, a general who had returned victoriously from the battle.

But the old king, who was already physically and mentally exhausted from the negotiations, did not appear in public for long, and after a brief meeting with some prominent figures in the fortress, Francis II returned to the room where he rested.

Prince Edmund was not with him, and with him entered the room was the legendary mage from the city of St. Sunil, who was in charge of protecting him.

During the negotiation process, the legendary mage has always maintained a life link with Francis II, and it can be said that for Francis II at this moment, this legendary mage who has served the Ansu royal family for decades is even more trustworthy than all his children.

Stretching his squeaky stiff joints, the old king sat down on the broad, soft slump, his slightly cloudy eyes looking at the old magician standing beside him—an emaciated, dark-haired, calm old man in a purple starry robe: "It's been a hard time for you these days, Master Duke. ”

The old man in the starry robe nodded slightly, and his voice was low and hoarse: "This is my duty. ”

"Let's end the life link," said Francis II, "this illusion of physical exhaustion, though good, has lasted so long that it has almost interfered with my sleep." ”

"As you wish." The old mage waved his hand, and a faint magical brilliance flashed over him and Francis II, and the effect of the life link disappeared immediately, and the old king couldn't help but exhale softly as his body became heavy again.

He was once a powerful spellcaster, no less talented than the legendary mage beside him, but as a king, he was destined to miss the last step in the path of magic - his body was inevitably in decline.

"Your Majesty, I'll go outside and set up a warning rune for you." After ending the life link, the old mage bent slightly beside Francis II and said.

"Okay, good work."

The old mage left the room, but Francis II was about to close his eyes and squint for a moment when he heard the door being pushed open.

"Master Duke, what else ......" The old king opened his eyes and looked curiously at the door, but he didn't finish his words—it was not the legendary master in the starry robe who stood in the doorway, but a strange man in the costume of an attendant.

During his departure from the city of Saint-Sunil, there should theoretically not have been any strange faces left alone in front of him.

Francis II's right hand quietly stroked a ring on his left hand, and he looked into the waiter's eyes: "Who are you?" ”

"Your Majesty," said the waiter, who stepped forward, bowed slightly, and politely, "thank you for your efforts for peace, and all things will greet you at the end of the day." ”

As the words fell, the waiter's head suddenly split apart, and the cracked flesh formed a bloody mouth, which rushed straight towards Francis II!

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