Agreements between countries often take a long time, and these so-called diplomats, and at this moment, Vito, compared to their status as nobles and officials, are probably businessmen to be believed. From the big face problem to the small copper, both sides are spraying saliva for every item, every insignificant unit. Just as the attention of the entire empire was focused on this meeting, a muscular and lanky man in a cloak took advantage of the darkness to climb through the walls of the palace backyard.

The moment he landed, the hood fell inadvertently, and the man's appearance was vaguely visible through the warm moonlight of the moon.

With a square face, three scars on his forehead and chin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, he is not angry but mighty. He looked left and right, and immediately put his hood back on, lowered his figure, and snuck into the bedchamber of the Empress Pars under the cover of night.

"Who?", Pars became more and more suspicious after the assassination attempt, and she was always startled by some small voice at any time. The black bags under the black eyes of the Empress Pars, who could not sleep peacefully, became bigger and darker, and even if she wore heavy makeup, it was difficult to hide her haggard at the moment.

She got up from the bed, holding a dagger in her hand, and with her loud shout, dozens of heavily armed warriors wearing full-body armor and holding one-handed heavy weapons and shields appeared from the darkness in the dormitory. They tightly surrounded Empress Pars in the middle, looking warily at the empty bedchamber.

"It's me, Your Majesty!"

A familiar voice came, and Pars's heart finally let go of a lot, but she still didn't fully believe her ears, and looked towards the location where the voice came from, "Stand up, slow down, don't cause any misunderstanding." ”

The man in the cloak slowly moved out from behind a pillar in the dormitory, knelt down on one knee, lifted the hood of his cloak, and revealed most of his face.

Empress Pars felt a burst of joy in her heart, the pressure of the past few days had almost driven Empress Pars crazy, and now she was fine, at least she could sleep peacefully, and all this was because of the man in front of her.

This man was none other than Imperial Field Marshal Grien, and from the day the invasion of the Byron Empire stopped, Empress Pars issued a secret order to recruit Field Marshal Grien to secretly return to the imperial capital. Along the way, in order to avoid being recognized, Greon tried not to appear in crowded places, even when he took the train, he wrapped himself tightly and squeezed some livestock in the warehouse.

He had to do it, both for him and his brother Grace, who were so famous in the Empire that almost every age knew them, men and women. Once anyone finds out, it will soon become clear that Greon has left the southern front and returned to the imperial capital, which is not what he wants to see, nor is it what Empress Pars wants to see.

Therefore, the journey was very hard, and even returning to the imperial capital was sneaky.

Empress Pars immediately asked the warriors around her to retreat, these were her henchmen, from the Second Guard, and they were trustworthy people.

The Empress of Pars, dressed in a light nightdress, rolled over and got out of bed barefoot, and almost ran in front of Greine. She was too young to understand the power of the Incineration Department, and she didn't pay any attention to what happened to Eller. Perhaps for an emperor like her, no one or any force could shake her determination. However, she was too young to be struck by a force from the underworld.

Maybe it was Empress Pars's power and status, or maybe it was the first time she was detected by the Ten Thousand Worlds Inspection Department of the Incineration Ministry, so this time it didn't directly hurt her, but just gave her a small hint. Her light nightdress, which was almost transparent, turned into a thick robe in an instant, and thick woolen socks appeared on even her bare feet, and even her ankles were wrapped in them.

The two faced each other, a little silent, and the Empress Pars quickly perked up, she didn't seem to realize what was happening at all, but had a vague thought, as if something had been wrong with her. And Grien, who had seen all the changes in front of him, seemed to have ignored something, and he didn't even notice that the almost transparent nightdress on Pars's body had turned into a heavy opaque robe.

This is the power of the Incineration Department, even if they are separated by tens of millions of planes, they can directly interfere with the operation of the laws of the universe, and carry out powerful manipulation at the source of the cause and effect of all things.

"I'm relieved that you'll be back in time. Empress Pars helped Grien, who was half-kneeling on the ground, up in a little trance, took his hand, and walked to the chair on the side, "With you, I believe that even if Wren wants to mess around, there will be no chance of success." Once the armistice agreement is signed, the full moon will be withdrawn in half a month at most, and when Grace also returns, it will be the day when Wren bows his head and pleads guilty. Speaking of this, Empress Pars inevitably took part in it, raising her eyebrows, with some indescribable excitement.

Greon was pressed into the chair by the Queen of Pars, he nodded with a confident smile, there was nothing wrong with what the Queen of Pars said, and with the cooperation of the two brothers, no one had been able to resist their joint attack so far. It's just that the smile on his face quickly subtracted and became a little helpless, "Your Majesty, you should wait patiently for a while, instead of rushing to assassinate Rennes, doing so will make us a little passive." ”

Pars, who had been nervous for a few days, relaxed and spoke more casually, explaining with some grumbling, "I'm going to be driven crazy by him, and I'm not sure if I'll be able to wait until you come back if I don't do it." Only in this way can we delay for a while longer. ”

Saying that, both of them sighed, more than three years ago, Ren was kicked out of the imperial capital like a loser, but looking at today, now, he has been able to make the emperor of this empire restless, it is simply a miracle. But when this miracle is about to act on himself, and he has become a "villain", it is not so happy.

"From now on, you will take over the safety of the inner court......", Empress Pars sighed, and the thought made her angry, she was actually forced to this extent by Wren, and after this crisis is over, she must concoct Wren well, so that Wren bastard regrets coming to this world.

Yes, Empress Pars and even Greon in front of him believed that the final victors in this upheaval were still the Orlando family, as before. They didn't even think about what would happen if the results were different from the previous ones.

Greon hid in the inner court in such a quiet manner, and it was precisely because he came back that the process of the armistice negotiations was like someone had pressed the fast-forward button, and Vito, who had to review every line, every word, and every punctuation mark several times to find out the trouble, suddenly became magnanimous. Some treaties that have been debated for a long time without a result, he signed them all with a haha.

Although one of them is bound to fall between Queen Pars and Wren, both sides have the same political sensitivity and sense of smell. Of course, Empress Pars knew what Wren was waiting for, just as Wren knew what Empress Pars was waiting for.

On the morning of Grien's return, the armistice was signed, so fast that the subjects who had watched the excitement for many days could not even react.

When Wren learned the news, he told Funkos to get ready.

Empress Pars dragged the armistice agreement and did not let go, and it seemed that the talks could collapse at any time, in order to contain Wren. As long as there is no fighting, neither Wren nor Pars will dare to ignite a more violent civil war at home. Only this time, it was clear that Empress Pars could have made better use of the armistice negotiations than Wren.

So Wren knew very well that Empress Pars must have found something to rely on, so she let the negotiations continue.

With the signing of the armistice, a three-day carnival was held in the imperial capital to celebrate the victory of the heroic Desi who resisted the invasion of the Byronians and stubbornly repelled the group of careerists. In the southern battlefield, many heroes of all kinds appeared, some of them are dead, some are still alive. The dead are like leaves that fall on the ground from the branches, no one cares much about them anymore, and those living heroes are the protagonists of these three days.

Their deeds were made up into stories by troubadours and began to be sung in great demand. Their images were all carved into a stone wall by some of the Empire's finest carvers, to preserve and celebrate their heroic defense forever.

While the outside world was celebrating, Wren took the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc to the Old Library.

Since Bethel's death, the Empress Pars has not appointed a single minister, and the entire old library has been left to Wren. Nietzsche had returned to his post, and after a purge he suddenly seemed to wake up, becoming more mellow, and not finding the swagger and arrogance he had ever had. He was always laughing, and the two pieces of fat on his cheeks were constantly trembling, but those who knew him well were even more afraid of him.

As more than 2,000 field staff stood straight in the playground behind the old library, Grand Duke Joan of Arc was struck by the 2,000 field staff from Ortlenburg. There was not even the slightest noise in the entire playground, and everyone looked ahead without squinting. They stood for half an hour and no one even moved, like stones!

The Grand Duke of Joan of Arc, who has been leading the army in battle, certainly knows very well that it is not that they do not want to move, but that this group of people has deeply engraved obedience orders in their hearts and burned them in their minds. They obeyed the order of "Lizheng", and they were not allowed to move or talk nonsense, and they carried out this task very well, and the heart of the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc was full of ups and downs, and his blood was surging.

It would be a pleasure to be able to command such a strong army, which has always had the discipline of steel, in battle.

She took off her mask, and Wren pointed at her, "From today onwards, the Valkyrie of the Empire is your commander, and you must unconditionally carry out any orders she makes, understand?"

A loud shout washed away the celebratory noise around him, and it continued to echo in the heart of the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc.