Early the next morning, Admiral Max saw Baron Isaac, and before he could speak, he threw a note. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I have already written a letter to Your Majesty, take a look. I think Your Majesty will agree with me as well. Baron Isaac said.

Max took the letter and read it, and his heart was secretly happy.

You wrote it yourself, and I didn't have to bother to speak, he thought.

"However, we can't wait for His Majesty's reply. Judging by Isaac's expression, he was going to leave almost immediately.

"Of course, I'll go prepare your escort. Admiral Max said.

"Don't I have a convoy? Isaac didn't appreciate it.

"But...... All right. Max thought about it, even if he brought a few more people, he couldn't match the defense force of the other party's entire island, so let him go if he likes to take risks, anyway, this kind of aristocratic kid will definitely not listen to persuasion.

Although Baron Isaac was in a hurry, diplomatic acts between states were still carried out according to certain procedures, even during war.

Especially during the war.

Admiral Max first released a carrier pigeon with a blue and white ankle ring, and the combination of the two colors, as well as the letter brought by the pigeon, indicated the intention of the peace talks.

A day later, at dusk, the carrier pigeon brought back Taylor's handwritten letter, agreeing to the peace talks.

"How can this pigeon get through the shield, their carrier pigeons can't send letters!" Isaac groped up and down with the pigeon.

"Because—" Admiral Max was interrupted by a shout before he could give an answer.

"I see! It's this ankle ring, it must be an ankle ring, right? This ankle ring has the same effect as those amulets!" Isaac looked excited about discovering the New World.

"Yes. Admiral Max sighed inwardly, at least, peace talks would have gotten him rid of this annoying fellow for a while, but unfortunately it wouldn't be long.

The knight lord Blair next to him came over and said, "My lord, it has been agreed that your ship will enter the port at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, will you go back and prepare?"

"Prepare something, have a drink and celebrate!" Isaac laughed as he walked to the dining room.

Early the next morning, looking at the flowery ship heading in the direction of North Maple Song Island, both Admiral Max and Lord Blair breathed a sigh of relief, this was the first time they had been so relieved.

It's just that their ease didn't last long, but in half a day, the ship returned with Baron Isaac again.

This is exactly the kind of diplomatic occasion, and Isaac is wearing a full suit when he leaves. Now, he walked onto the deck of the Ice Dragon, puffing on the intricately decorated costumes as he went.

"Who said Taylor was rich? I've never seen someone like that!" he took off his gloves embroidered with gold thread and slammed them to the ground. A female guard followed behind and quickly picked it up.

"I won't even prepare a lunch!" he said through gritted teeth, pulling the two-colored ornament off his hat and slamming it on the ground. Another female guard followed suit and picked it up.

"Let me wait a long time for such an answer!" he said, dropping the envelope in his hand to the ground.

This time, without waiting for the guards to move, he picked it up again, walked up to Admiral Max, and stuffed the envelope into his hand.

"The old guy's reply. Baron Isaac said.

Admiral Max opened the envelope and pulled out the stationery.

There is only one sentence on it: no compromise.

"What conditions did you tell him?" Max thought that it must have been this kid's opening up again that caused Taylor to give such a categorical reply.

"I didn't even have a chance to say it!" Isaac said in a much higher tone than usual, "He dried me all morning, without a sip of water or a mouthful of food, and asked people to give me such a thing, and I didn't even see the old guy's face!"

"You say, if he doesn't want to talk, why should I go to the island?" Isaac said angrily, "Just say no?"

"You don't really want to talk about it anyway. Admiral Max said.

"No matter! I'm!" Isaac still didn't seem relieved, pointing to the letter, "What to do with this thing?"

"This—" Max flipped through the envelope to confirm, "it was written by Taylor to His Majesty the Emperor, and cannot be pressed on us, even if he does not write a word, he must present it to His Majesty for examination." ”

"I know this, or I would have torn it up a long time ago. Isaac said as he tore the decorative ribbon off his shoulder.

"My lord, I think you should leave at once and send this letter to Sword Spear Island. Max said.

Baron Isaac did not hesitate for a moment, and immediately said: "I don't want to stay in this place anymore, I get angry when I look at the shape of that island!

Max didn't stop him, the envoy was really anxious, and if Hall's actions went well, he should be able to leave the place soon and have a good fight with the enemy, whether it was the June Alliance navy or the pirates, and there was no need for anyone to be a target.

The silver-gold ship set sail and soon disappeared on the horizon to the northeast.

Early the next morning, Admiral Max waited for Hall, who had returned smoothly.

At the same time, more than a hundred nautical miles away, on the brightly colored ship, Baron Isaac took off the opal ring on his hand.

A burst of silver shimmer swept across his body, and the ginger curls instantly turned into black straight hair, one of which was still very disobedient and slightly cocked on the top of his head, and the facial features on his face were no longer so soft, and his figure was nearly ten centimeters higher than just now.

"They're long gone, and you're only taking them off now, don't you look like that?" said Ollie, who had already regained her original appearance, as she walked into the captain's room.

"I think it's better to be cautious. Lukka won't admit that he slept after eating yesterday and forgot to take off his ring.

"You're really, we're here to save people, let's make it clear, why don't you just let him come out with the ring?

"Who let him hang us for a long time?" Luca seemed still angry.

"He didn't know it was you, isn't it normal to hang that baron?" Ollie sat down in his chair, the Fat Man was not as spacious as the Silent Death, and only the captain's cabin was comfortable.

"Don't you hate Taylor, why are you so upset about him?" Lukka brought two glasses of ale and handed one to Ollie.

"I'm just morally condemning you for this, well, whatever," Ollie said, taking a sip of her drink, "for the unrestrained use of vertigo on an almost eighty-year-old man. Look at him, he hasn't woken up yet!"