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Do you accept the peace proposal?

The first to object was Captain Laurel, much to Kaye's surprise. In his impression, this knight was not incapable of being inflexible, so he had led the Sect to survive in the land of Essien, until he was the leader of the state religion today. In the face of a war of aggression, why would he oppose it with his moral outlook?

"The origin of the Knight Sect is to resist the invasion of foreign races, although after a hundred years of grinding, it still left the core concept of the time - the rejection of elves and dwarves, although I am a knight chief, I can't forcibly reverse the concept. Also, in our eyes, most of the dead were the private soldiers of the previous prime minister, but in the eyes of the outside world, they were all the people of Essien. Tens of thousands of people are buried in the jungle, but we have not made a sound to accept the peace, which is probably not appropriate. Laurel said.

Duke Carlton retorted: "But this is the best solution, there may be a large number of captives still in the hands of the elves, and it is even more inappropriate not to redeem them." To put it another way, this is good for Essin's domestic form, politics is a game of sharing candy, we kicked out the former prime minister, the traditional chain of interests was broken, and many old aristocrats could not share the sugar, brewing a lot of dissatisfaction, and even leading the coup mutiny. ”

Prince, ah no, the Emperor of Essin, Asherwall, shifted his body, as if suddenly understood, and said, "Carlos, what do you mean by the traditional chain of interests?"

Kaye interjected, "Slave hunting. ”

Duke Carlton nodded, the emperor's face was not very good-looking, he was extremely opposed to slavery in nature. Carlos Carlton continued: "So, although a batch has been cleaned, there is still a group of people who are not satisfied, and we have to make new candies to distribute. ”

Kaye spun around and reviewed the historical information on Tia's Forest, "Yes...... Spice trade?"

Carlos wiped his mustache and praised: "Master Night Phosphorus is really erudite. Spices, a category of luxury goods that are consumed in large quantities, whether they are used to cook food or make aromatherapy ......"

Laurel interrupted: "That's a luxury, too. Something that would corrupt chivalry. If it is for the sake of these peace talks, it will be even more unreasonable. ”

"And timber, Essin's mountainous and Shaolin, large timber is relatively rare, and furs and medicinal herbs are imports that can bring huge profits, and we can also export paper and gold, which can make those nobles who are dissatisfied with His Majesty sing loyalty. Even if it's bought loyalty. ”

"As for Kumara, you live next to the Eagle King, and know their ways. The coalition forces of the two countries have suffered losses, so let's talk about peace first, and we are not afraid of causing diplomatic disputes?"

"It's strange, you're a knight, I'm a politician, right? ”

"Fearless war is the most shameful. Drain the blood of your people into the ditch......"

Kaye watched the two of them who had a good personal relationship go toe-to-toe, and had no intention of interjecting at all. Asherwall wore the crown on his head, but his brow was furrowed, and he looked even more troubled, and now he was responsible for the whole country, and it was difficult to decide. The university scholar of the White Pagoda shrank in the corner, very unremarkable. His predecessor had to get out of the way due to the problem of political position, and Baita launched him to make up the number, and in essence he had no right to speak.

Finally, all eyes converged on Kaye, waiting for him to speak. The boy suddenly experiences another power, a power that melts into the world—power. An entire country, millions of inhabitants, war or peace depends on the sound of two thin lips colliding.

But. He had already received the orders of the MONOCULUS. "Garanord has asked to enter the forest for talks, don't you want to see how the elves rely on to defeat the Southeastern Alliance?"

As soon as he said this, everyone paid attention to it, and even the scholars of the White Pagoda widened their eyes.

"Obviously, in the use of natural forces, the elves are at the forefront of the saraph, and they have reached the point where they can influence the situation of the battle. If you don't want to be slaughtered. At least have some understanding. The other side asked to enter the forest talks, which may have the meaning of demonstration. ”

After thinking for a while, Asherwall slapped the table: "Agree to peace talks! Also, I'll go myself." ”

Both the Duke and the Knight Commander vehemently opposed this. Thinking it's too risky, and it's not in line with etiquette, it sounds like surrender. After that, there was a controversy, which ended with the victory of the emperor. And Kaye, as Essien's only longitudinal master, must also go.

However, when the emperor visits other countries, it is impossible to pass with a howl of "I will come next door to visit the door", and the process is very cumbersome. A few days later, an official credential was delivered to Drusilia's desk. The queen said with a toothache: "...... In view of the safety of our king, it was requested that 1,000 reinforcements, 500 cavalry, and 3,000 auxiliaries enter the forest, and that there be a number of retinues...... Is it an idiot who writes the letter of state, or does he think I'm an idiot who will agree to a troop entering the forest?"

"It's just a bargain, we raise objections, and they cut the ...... It seems that in this way the face of a great power is maintained. ”

"It's boring, a waste of time. Where is Kumara?"

"There is also a letter of state, I don't quite understand their power structure, this letter is in the tone of a right-wing lord, saying that he will come to the talks in person, and one of the four marshals is not much worse than the level of Emperor Essin. ”

Drusilia resolutely said: "What's the use of the single military leader's statement, can the right-wing lord be responsible for the other military leaders? ”

Willett jotted it down, then pulled out a third credential. The queen raised her eyebrows, "What is this? The Crimson Federation, which did not participate in the war, also has a credential?"

"No, I should say not exactly. This is in the name of one of the city-states, the Black Gold Bay, hoping to 'negotiate' with Garanord, not 'peace talks'. This is very strange, in the past, when I came into contact with the Crimson Federation, each city-state expressed its position as a whole, but this time there was only a single city-state. ”

"Maybe it's a temptation. ”

"Do you want to agree, the black and gold dwarves are not a good race. Villewlet said, her face pale, as if she had a bad recollection.

"How different from the Darkhammer Dwarves?" Drusilia knew nothing about the Black Gold Clan.

"Basically...... Except for physical characteristics, it is not a race anymore. ”

Drusilia was intrigued by this and asked the businesswoman to make it clear.

The tracing of the origins of any race is mythical, and the Tias believe that their ancestors were born from Yamu and used the Tiya Forest as their ancestral court. Therefore, even if Tia is in the diaspora, she can be recalled to the forest through the kingdom of Guò. The dwarves have never had a unified kingship, with the Darkhammer Dwarves believing that they came from an outlying land and were brought to Sarafur by the blood-red demon gods, while the Windstove Dwarves believe that they were born from the depths of the earth.

There are hundreds of dwarven clans, but only three are truly strong enough to become nations. The Wind Furnace Dwarves claim to be the most ancient and the purest of stone blood, and they control the last section of the Molten Mountain Range, far northwest of Tia. At the end of the mountain range, legend has it that there is a towering castle called Storm's Breath, which can be held back by even the strong winds of the mountains. Arrogance, arrogance, and paranoia can all be applied to the Wind Furnace Clan, who disdain and do not want to communicate with foreigners, and Cheng Dù, who is so arrogant that people hate dogs, is equally cruel to the dwarves of other clans.

The Furnace Dwarves have lived underground all their lives and are very averse to sunlight. This extremely closed and mysterious clan only reaches the surface at dusk and night, drinking and singing from the towers of Storm's End, believing that their glory and power will be as eternal as the mountains. Until the ancestors of Esin fought hard, a third of Essin's land was snatched from the Wind Furnace. Tia had almost no contact with them.

The Dwarves of the Darkhammer and the Tias lived next to each other, separated by mountains. They live in the middle of the molten slurry and, unlike their distant relatives more than a thousand surreys away, have a semi-open policy. It's rare for the outside world to venture deep into the mountains to explore the majesty of Blackstone, but every Dwarf of the Darkhammer can choose to craft a weapon or travel through Sarafur in search of a precious ore before they reach adulthood. As a result of this custom, traveling Darkhammer Dwarves can be seen everywhere. The Darkhammer clan is very willing to communicate and conduct a small amount of trade, leaving a good impression on all countries. At present, Drusilia is contacting Ogden, Lord of Blackstone, to renew the friendship between the two races.

A long time ago, when the Crimson Federation had not yet taken shape, a group of wandering weak clan dwarves were driven by the war and went south to find a place to survive. Settling in a bay full of mias, in order not to go extinct, they took the initiative to recruit dwarven tribes that had been expelled or small clans, and finally formed a large autonomous city-state, naming the bay Black Gold, and the clan was changed to Black Gold. Now in control of one-third of the Crimson Federation's trade throughput, these dwarves who neither mine nor forge have devoted their lives to business, and their wealth represents their social status.

"I went to Black Gold Bay once a hundred years ago, and it was a nightmare experience. Black gold, the name of the clan is expressed, their cunning and viciousness are embodied in money and trade, and they can do anything for money. Straightforwardness, stubbornness, and enthusiasm have nothing to do with them. The nine richest dwarves form the Senate, and the members change frequently due to business problems. It feels worse to walk down the street than in the jungle, where the leopard wants nothing but my meat, and these unscrupulous merchants want even meat with money. In short, if you can make them money, they are all good people, if the opposite is true...... Are you sure you want them to come to the forest?"

Drusilia listened with relish and said, "No matter how treacherous he is, he is also a businessman, and Garanord is in dire need of influence and status now, and the more forces he contacts, the better. ”

Wellett rubbed her eyebrows and said, "I know, then I'm going back to prepare for a fierce battle with my colleagues in the Ministry of Commerce." ”

The queen changed the subject: "I really envy you." ”

"What?"

"I can freely visit the Big 6, I have spent my whole life in the forest, and the farthest distance is the Bloody Castle. ”

"There will be a chance. Welllight said.

"Of course. Drusilia's eyes sparkled, "Sooner or later, I'm going to make every forest in Sarafur sound with the druid's chant." ”