Chapter 267: Europa's Fate (4)
"Hmm...."Uriel nodded, he was still confused, since he wanted to see the upper echelons of Sintia, why did he stay in this clearing? Could it be that the custom of Sintia was to talk about diplomacy in the clearing?
Soon Uriel's thoughts were interrupted by a rumbling sound, and the steel monster (truck) was dragging a large large iron box, and the low, loud sound of the engine was something he had never heard before. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The iron box was placed in the center of the clearing, and several people untied the tow rope, and then opened the door of the iron box, and it was empty and black.
"Mr. Uriel, please. Ralph made an inviting gesture and led Uriel and the others towards the iron box.
"Wait! this is clearly a cage! you don't want to force us in!" Jackeld saw that this was about to enter the iron box, and then grabbed Uriel and protested loudly.
"Oh, sir, if we really intend to imprison you, I beg you that we don't need to go to such great length. Rao is a good-natured Ralph, and fed up with Jackeld's endless noise and ignorance.
"You!" Jackeld snapped, thinking he was forcing them to comply.
"Alright Jackard, it's come to this, stop doubting their actions, if they really want to arrest us, I believe they did it when we were in that hotel, there is no need to trick us into such a big way. Uriel soothed the emotions of his chief of guard, and Jackeld closed his mouth when he saw that the king was a little impatient, but his heart was not bad, and of course Uriel knew it.
Uriel then walked into the blackened iron box with four of his men and Ralph, and the soldiers outside pushed the door shut and closed the iron gate.
"Gentlemen, take a deep breath, you will be the first guests outside of Cynthia to use chrono teleportation. Ralph's voice rang in Uriel's ears, and the entire chest, except for Ralph's two strange soul fires floating in the air, was so dim that he couldn't see his fingers.
"Huh?" Uriel didn't hear what Ralph was saying, it seemed like some kind of chronoteleportation? What was that?
The chrono portal didn't make him wait long, and a very loud sound sounded outside the iron box, followed by more and more violent vibrations around him.
With a tinnitus after, everything calmed down, and Ralph unleashed the Netherfire as a light in one hand.
"Congratulations, gentlemen, you have made a long jump. "Ralph looked eerie in the faint light of the Nether Fire.
Squeak~ After a sound came from outside the box, the iron door was opened, and the scene in front of him was turned upside down.
"Is that the king of Europa?" asked a clerk as he walked to the door with a quill and a small notebook.
"I am the king of Europa. Although he was still a little dizzy, Uriel replied with the discomfort in his heart when he heard someone looking for him.
"Oh, it's rude, the carriage thinks it's ready, and Lord Modal is waiting for you at the palace. The clerk said humbly.
"Huh?" I don't know how many times Uriel has been confused, isn't the Knight King Modar in the holy city of Rainier? Aren't they in the border barracks in Sintia? What the hell is going on?
"The detailed situation will be explained to you one by one on the road, please get into the carriage first. The clerk saluted, and a splendid carriage stopped not far away.
The after-effects of the teleportation slowly wore off, and Uriel pulled himself together and stepped into the carriage with a stomach full of doubts, and his guards had to follow him on ordinary horses.
The carriage traveled on a narrow country road, lined with dense woods, a long, winding downhill path, and Uriel had plenty of time for the clerk to sort himself out.
"First of all, I want to ask, where are we?" Uriel cleared his thoughts, and then asked the most crucial question.
"Cyntia, province of Heatis, on the outskirts of the holy city of Rainier, if that's what you want to know. The clerk said something that shocked Uriel with a normal face.
"Wait, we were at the border, right? If I'm not mistaken, we're thousands of kilometers apart, right?" said Uriel in disbelief.
"Yes, Your Majesty Uriel, your memory is not wrong. The clerk explained with a smile.
"And what are we..."Uriel only felt that his brain was in a mess, and he couldn't figure out why this was so close.
"It's because of the chrono portal, Your Majesty Uriel, the big iron box you entered earlier. "It's not a good thing for the clerk to distort the facts and make Uriel understand, and if there is a war in the future, maybe Europa will suffer a lot because of this wrong information.
"It's hard to imagine that, if this is true, doesn't that mean that Sintia can attack any area at any time? "Uriel was deeply shocked by the mysterious power of Sintia, he had only heard of Sintia's strength, but today he felt powerless just such a thing, God knows how many trump cards Sintia still hid.
Seeing Uriel's deeply shocked and powerless look, the clerk was very satisfied, and it was excellent to be able to give the other party a dismount before going to the negotiating table.
"I've seen some strange iron boxes in your border barracks with hollow pipes on them, what are they?, and why do I sense a crisis from them?" Uriel didn't mind being shocked by Sintia a few times, on the contrary, the more shocked the better, which proved that he was right to join Sintia.
Of course, the clerk, who did not know what Uriel really thought, had a secret attitude towards this kind of mass murder, so he began to carry out his tactical deception strategy.
"Oh, that's the tool used to help set up camp quickly, and your Majesty must have seen the towering walls of the border barracks, right?" the clerk flickered.
Uriel nodded, and the clerk continued, "With ordinary construction methods, it would take at least three months for such a wall to be fully completed. ”
"That's true, and it has to be a good engineering team. Uriel did not forget to add.
"But with the help of that kind of tool, the construction time will be reduced to five days, and with enough materials, it will only take five days to build such a wall." The clerk flickered with an inscrutable expression.