Chapter 269: Fist Diplomacy

"Do you have a credential?"

Adela seemed to be oblivious to the discord between the three of them, and asked again with a faint smile back at the lady.

In fact, from the other party's self-introduction just now, she already knew that they could not have this kind of thing, although Tim Bass called himself the messenger of Eli, in fact, the three of them came from three different territories, it was impossible to represent that Eli, how could they have a national credential? The reason why she asked this was just to entertain each other.

You must know that Eri is actually the realm of elves and dwarves, although the three human lords each occupy a corner of it, but in fact, their territory together does not account for a quarter of Erie.

Sure enough, Tim Bass's face immediately froze after she asked like this.

"This lady hasn't introduced herself yet, we don't even know who you are, how can we submit the letter of envoy so easily. ”

Seeing that the atmosphere in the arena was brought to a dead end by Adela with a word, Sick did not hurry to start the round, and after he spoke, Timbus remained silent although his face was blue and red for a while, it seemed that the two had already divided labor, but I didn't know what role Viscount Crane, who seemed to be not in the same drama as them, played.

"Adra. Civilian. Well, I don't think there's a position. ”

She suddenly pursed her lips and smiled like a mischievous girl, and even Landrigo behind him was stunned.

The woman has always shown that kind of profound wisdom and mountain of calmness, and all the battles and missions are very important things and can be successfully completed every time, because although she is as young as Lear, in terms of prestige, she is the only one in Spartacus except Lear, and she is hardly a second choice.

Of course, he would not understand that Adela was only a girl under twenty years old after all, and that no matter how firm her mind was, she could not hide her unwavering nature, and that she had to remain steady because of the mission, and that today she was under no pressure on her own turf, and that she had made up her mind to have fun, it was not surprising that her sudden self-appearance was not surprising.

"You ......"

This time, even Sick didn't know what to say, there was such an absurd scene in such a serious diplomatic occasion, but he couldn't have a seizure, so he could only give Tim Bass a look next to him, but his partner didn't react.

Tim Bath looked at Adela in front of the screen stupidly like a goose at this time, and he didn't think there was anything when he first saw him, but the more he looked at this girl, the more beautiful he became, especially the naughty smile just now, which made him look stupid.

"Ahem!"

Sick coughed heavily to show his displeasure, Tim Bass was known for his lust in the entire marquisate, if Count Grote was a pile driver, then he was at least a donkey, but he didn't expect to be ugly on this occasion, and it was the biggest shame in his life to partner with him.

However, before Tim Bass could come to his senses, Adela spoke again. "Since you don't have a national certificate, what kind of envoy are you Eli?"

Sick played a word game in his reply and replaced the word "national letter" with the word "national letter", but when he thought he was doing it unconsciously, Adela bit the word "national letter" to death, which also made him hate the fact that Tim Bass had just made himself declare that he was the envoy of Egypt, but he forgot that he also strongly agreed with Tim Bass when he made this suggestion.

It's just that now, it's hard to end.

This matter can be big or small, if the other party has to pursue it, just charge them with pretending to be an envoy, even if they are dragged out and cut down, they can only consider themselves unlucky, even if the earl wants to avenge them afterwards, but they themselves have already become cold decapitated corpses, so what's the use?

But if the other party doesn't pursue it, this is also a harmless slip of the tongue.

This is diplomacy, everyone plays with words, but as long as a word is not played well, it may lead to extremely serious consequences and even war.

"You Spartacus is not a country alone, why do we need a national letter if we take three places to one place and take the initiative to visit, little girl, you are afraid that you don't understand the rules of diplomacy, right?"

At the critical moment, Tim Bass finally woke up from that stupid state, and then screamed with his neck, but as he spoke, his eyes were still constantly searching for Adela's face and body.

"Oh, there's no credentials. ”

Adela glanced at the three people at the bottom of the stairs, but after making contact with her gaze, Viscount Crane actually took the initiative to distance himself from Tim Bass, and this action made a sly glint in her eyes.

"Is there a letter of envoy?"

Just when Sick thought that Adela would have to be entangled in the issue of national letters, she suddenly changed the question, which made the two of them a little confused.

"Yes. With that, Tim Bass reached into his arms, but quickly stopped. "Who are you, and why hasn't your lord come out to receive us until now?, and why a commoner has asked us to deliver an envoy to you, and that's how you Spartacus is hospitable?" he called out with a sudden red face.

"Huh? Do you look down on civilians? Wait. After saying this, Adela turned to Landrig: "Are there any nobles in Spartacus?"

If he couldn't tell that Adela was playing, then Landrig felt that he had been with Lear for so long, and he could understand that this lady had the same black belly as the lord.

So he spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders: "No, all of them are slaves here, or they are civilians who have been freed from slavery, and the priests of the Brotherhood and the Sisters will probably not have a knighthood, but I have heard that Mr. Valenck's grandfather seems to be a baron, do you want me to call him? ”

Tim Bas's lungs were about to explode when he heard these words below, but he was also a first-class viscount, and the other party might not be free to let a baron's grandson come to meet him, what is this not a naked slap in the face?

"What about your lordship, I will accuse him that you are insulting the hand of friendship that Lord Marquis Skelly has extended to you!" he felt that he could hardly control his cultivation.

"Oh, do you two think so too?"

Adela was noncommittal, but turned to Sick and Crane and asked.

Sick remained silent, but Crane took another step to the right, and it couldn't have been more obvious that she wasn't in the same group as them.

"What do you mean, Viscount Crane, have you forgotten the round table agreement of the three adults?"

When this happened, even Sick couldn't help it, and he looked at Crane with undisguised displeasure in his eyes, but Crane just smiled mysteriously, ignoring his angry eyes.

The Earl of Parrington instructed her to befriend the Lord of Spartacus as much as possible, unlike Skelly and Grote, Parrington had actually dealt with Lear, and although it was not deep, the few transactions were enough for him to get the news he wanted.

Everyone has greed, but a smart person will know what to eat and what will choke him to death, but not eating himself does not mean that he will prevent others from eating, after all, the three human lords of Erry are not so harmonious with each other, why not be happy to watch their opponents eat deflated.

Although he reached an agreement with Grlot and Skelly to put pressure on Spartacus at the round table, he solemnly instructed Crane to watch the play in private, and he could add a fire when necessary, but he must not involve himself, but he didn't expect Scurly to send such a fool, so that Crane would not even have the strength to add fire.

It is better to continue to send his eldest son, Viscount Rhodes, at least the playboy still has some self-knowledge and life-saving awareness.

"In that case, arrest these two impostors, and as for this Viscount of Crane, you can talk to me in the study later. ”

Adela suddenly stood up from his seat with little amusement, and Crane smiled when he heard this, then held the two corners of his armor with both hands and bowed his knees slightly and gracefully performed a noble etiquette to her, as if the other party had just said that it was as simple as swatting two flies to death.

"Wait!" The sudden change made Tim Bass and Sick instantly pale. "How can you arrest the messenger? and you don't even ask us what we're here for, and can you afford the consequences of arresting us?" cried out the former hysterically.

"Lift the embargo, keep the market price down, and start trading with you, and if you can, divide a few more islands for you to use as overseas bases, am I right?"

A powerful aura suddenly burst out from Adela's body, and active elemental particles suddenly filled the entire side hall, and even formed a small whirlwind, blowing everyone's robes into a hunting sound.

And a high-ranking magician, Crane's heart tightened, and she was a little glad that she had just made such a clear choice.

"Unfortunately, I won't say any of this to you. Pretending to be an emissary of Ere, insulting the lords and people of Spartacus, and speaking ill of me, any one of them will be enough to send you to the gallows, and I will only arrest you, and what to do with you will wait until I have finished talking with Viscount Kran.

I don't know for what purpose your lord sent you to die, but if your IQ is so low that you are obviously innocent, the so-called diplomacy must be based on the premise of equal strength between the two sides to seek the common good through non-war means, a qualified envoy must have engraved the gap between friend and foe in his heart before the trip, and it is ridiculous that you have come here without knowing anything.

If you're talking about a dozen warships on the open sea, they'll all be gone in a moment, oh before that, Ms. Crane, can you tell your ships to leave?"

Adela turned to Crane and asked, at which point she finally showed the iron-fisted side of a female diplomat.

"There's no need, I'm here alone on their ship, as long as you can send a boat to take me back to the border city when it's over. Crane smiled again, not in the slightest hint of interceding for his companion.

"I'm kind of looking forward to our conversation. Adela laughed.

"Me too, and sometimes I even think that women can solve problems much faster than arrogant men. Crane nodded in agreement.

"Finally, let me relay to you the words of our lord. Adela looked at the pale-faced Timbus duo: "Here, Spartacus, the fist is the most powerful diplomacy." ”

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