"Bastard, I need an explanation-!"

The roar of rage came out from the golden hall, as if the chandeliers in the corridor were shaking. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but guarding the palace, the heavily armed Praetorian Guards still did not squint, only slightly trembling arms, which also showed their slight wavering.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger." Faced with the wrath of Rogman III, Barak Einhardt fell to his knees on one knee, but his expression was unmoved, "This is the information I have brought and the actions I have taken to achieve it. At present, the regular army of the Empire is ready to meet any next movement of the enemy. ”

"Shut up!" Rogman interrupted him irritably, "What the hell is going on, you tell me more clearly!" ”

"There is a limit to manpower, and so does the empire." Barak calmly replied, "Although no agreement has been signed, the Saatchis, the Violet Empire, the Fritzians, and the Church of St. Leon have now formed a substantial alliance. The Raven Knights, who had lost control, had also wreaked havoc from the rear - and now it was us who were under siege, Your Majesty. ”

"What about the undead soldiers!" Rogman stood up and looked at Barak condescendingly, "That's God's will, are you going to bury them together!" ”

"They...... No longer equipped to fight, I have arranged for them to return to their homeland. Barack put it mildly, "Vanka Collens has created a drug to dispel the frenzy, and when they lose their morale, they are just a bunch of recruits, who are equally afraid and withdrawn." The man looked up coldly, "And, your majesty, you should know that they are not truly 'immortal'. ”

Rogman slumped into his chair. Of course he knew, because it was the letter from the Imperial General in front of him who had told him this—but so what? The soldier itself is a consumable of war, and a group of consumables that can be reused is naturally much better than a disposable one. He wanted to reprimand the other party's behavior, but the other party's mention of a certain name caught his slight attention.

"Vanka?" He glared at Barak coldly, "I thought you told me that he wasn't meddling anymore. ”

The Imperial General straightened up and tilted his head slightly. Rogman could feel his gaze, a faint pride in it.

"The madman who dared to confront any enemy head-on and destroy everything with secret techniques is indeed gone." Barak said in a deep voice, "However, the blood that belongs to the wizard still flows in his body, and I am afraid that this will never change. The man closed his eyes and took a slow breath, "Your Majesty, if you continue to cause unnecessary casualties, I can't guarantee that he will change his decision back then." ”

Is he threatening himself? Rogman almost wanted to curse, but a cold chill crossed his spine at the right time, causing him to swallow the words that were about to come out.

He did not think that he was wrong to start a war, but he also understood that many of the methods used in this war were not 'just'. During his reign, he experienced the heyday of "Brigade". During that time, he, like many of his superiors, feared and resented the sword of judgment that could be lowered at any moment, even though the Brigade was mostly a mercenary group, and only the truly brutal rulers would be punished by them.

He doesn't know if he has reached that standard now. However, there is even the slightest chance that the "madman" will return again...... Even with the garrison of the entire palace, I am afraid that it will not be able to stop the other party. And because of what he did, the Wizarding Federation also looked at him a little unpleasantly, and it was even more delusional to get help from the other party.

"What do you want to say?" He struggled to compose himself and asked Barak.

"I will try my best to facilitate peace." Barack got down on one knee again and replied, "Of course, this requires your own appearance, Your Majesty. The empire may have to pay some price for this, but that is to avoid larger, unacceptable losses. ”

What kind of peace negotiation, to put it bluntly, is just surrender. Rogman cursed hatefully in his heart, trying to keep the expression on his face unchanged, "When are you going to leave?" ”

"As fast as you can, Your Majesty." Barak replied, "The armies of the rest of the nations are approaching, and any battle that takes place at this time will only drain the power of the empire for no reason. ”

Well, he admits that what Barak said is the truth. Then, the only way to do this is to give in for now, and then to figure it out slowly—he is already eternally young, and he is not in a hurry to establish a meritorious career. Rogman convinced himself and stood up and waved the golden daze behind him.

"I'm going to go myself. I'm going to see for myself the people who brought me failure. He said coldly, "Balak, are you enough to keep me safe?" ”

"I will protect you with my life, Your Majesty." Barak said calmly.

"Speaking of which, where is Kulunqing?" Rogman clenched his fists, feeling the power bestowed on him by the black-robed man, "If he is here, it must be safer." ”

"He's communicating with the gods he serves." The general of the empire bowed slightly, "This time, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time. ”

"That's a shame." Rogman shook his head, "Let him go, let's go." ”

Someday, he will have to pay back three times the price he paid this time.

The king of the empire pursed his lips and made an oath in his heart.

……

In the year 458 of the San Leon calendar, on the sixth day of the spring month, the Oron Empire signed a peace treaty with the Church of San Leon, the Kingdom of Elders, and the Violet Empire.

Representatives of the Saatchi likewise arrived at the scene. The Archduchy of Lorles, the kingdom of the Fritzians, which had recently been proclaimed, participated in the signing of the peace treaty as a subordinate of the Violet Empire and the Church of St. Leon.

The negotiations were concluded the following afternoon. The Oron Empire will return all encroached kingdom territories, and must pay a total of 100,000 imperial silver coins to the kingdom within ten years; The allied forces of the Violet Empire returned about half of their territory, and the Grand Duchy of Lorles retained its existing lands, and neither side was allowed to continue to intrude on the borders of the kingdom.

From that moment on, the war, which lasted for about 100 days, came to an end.

Neither side suffered a devastating blow, and the indemnity of 100,000 silver coins was far from a break for the Empire. However, this war has indeed sown the seeds of unrest and change in every force involved.

Perhaps this is not what the original intention of the initiators of the war was, or perhaps it was within the expectations of some people.

Only time will tell.