The top echelons of the empire, represented by Salian, were tough, even a little shameless.

The ambassadors left the palace in anger and left the Hydra Palace one after another.

They did not say anything about Salian's toughness.

At this time, at this moment, the matter is no longer up to these ambassadors to decide, they can only convey what happened in Hyderabador and the official attitude of the Delen Empire to their respective countries, waiting for the reply of the high-level of each country.

When everyone left Hydrera, their faces were gloomy, much colder than the cloudy sky over Hydrderabad.

Everyone's hearts are heavy.

This, most likely, will turn into a war...... A war of enormous scale with countless casualties.

Every ambassador secretly calculates in his heart the probability of the outbreak of this war, as well as the number of troops that his country can invest, the possible damage, the subsequent impact, and the ...... of his own country and his family And even what benefits they themselves can gain from this war.

Only Barbaria approached Dolly, the ambassador of the Ice Sea Kingdom, with a smile on his face, and muttered a few words in a low voice.

Dolly's face changed from gloomy to very subtle.

He cushioned his feet and whispered a few words to Barbaria, who was a lot taller than himself...... Then Barbaria moved her huge body and squeezed into Dolly's carriage.

Horse-drawn carriages left the Hydra Palace, and they quickly dispersed to the streets and alleys, and then they went around the alleys until they finally converged at the back door of St. Cloud's Cathedral.

One by one, the ambassadors of various countries with solemn expressions hurriedly walked into St. Cloud's Cathedral through the back door, and under the leadership of the clergy, they came to the main hall of the cathedral.

According to the strength of the country, they consciously lined up in a neat phalanx and stood in front of the golden oak icon, which was hundreds of feet high and made of pure gold. They hold their right hand on their hearts, bow their heads, and recite prayer poems with devotion to express their devotion to Mu.

The ambassadors muttered here for half an hour, and with a 'boom', a door was pushed open on the right side of the icon, a door behind the white curtain was pushed open, wearing a silver robe, a pure gold armor on the upper half, a pale gold cloak on the outside, a gold helmet on the head, and on the ring worn by the fingers of the left hand, a huge blood-colored gemstone shining with a large blood gem strode in.

"I feel your anger...... Someone has made a mistake, and you want the sinner to be punished severely? Rafa stood directly below the Golden Oak icon, with his hands on his chest, looking down on the ambassadors.

To the left of the Golden Oak icon, another door opened silently.

Dressed in blood-colored robes, St. Attila, who was elegant and gentle, clean and modest, surrounded by a group of blood-robed priests, walked slowly into the main hall, and walked up the steps to the pulpit under the golden oak icon.

Rafa turned his head and looked at St. Attila, he took a deep breath, and after bowing slightly to St. Attila, he took a few steps back and gave up the most central and conspicuous position of the pulpit to St. Attila.

"Your Majesty." Rafa patted his heart with his right hand.

"Your Excellency Rafa is not to be polite, we are all servants of my master, and there is no distinction between us and us before my lord." Sant'Attila lengthened his voice, echoing Rafa's salute in the standard tone of a divine stick.

The faces of the ambassadors remained unchanged, but in the hearts of many people, they had already begun to scold.

'There is no high or low'?

Who instituted the strict hierarchy within the two churches?

Of course, this is bullshit within the church, and none of the ambassadors cares about this shit.

Dolly took a step forward, then bowed deeply to St. Attila: "Your Majesty St. Attila, I will wait for ......."

Saint-Attila raised his right hand and shook it slightly, interrupting Dolly's words.

"There is no man or anything in the world that can blind my Lord's eyes. I know all the causes and consequences. Saint Attila said indifferently: "The Delen Empire has lost the military funds and baggage prepared for the Abyss Battlefield, and they are not willing to bear this loss. ”

"There is no wiser than your crown." On behalf of the ambassadors of various countries, Dolly made an expression of sincere admiration and nodded vigorously: "They want to ...... this time. The huge losses caused by their faults are passed on to us. ”

Shaking his head, Dolly sighed: "There is no doubt about it, it is unreasonable. ”

Saint Attila nodded lightly: "Of course, this is very unreasonable. All the military expenses and baggage, since the countries have entrusted them with this huge wealth to manage, they must bear the corresponding responsibility. ”

Dolly smiled: "There is no greater wisdom than the crown." But ......"

St. Attila turned around, and Dolly stopped talking. Everyone raised their heads, and with inexplicable thoughts, their eyes flickered at the wall in front of them, the golden oak icon inlaid in the wall, made of pure gold, nearly four hundred feet high.

The golden oak icon in St. Cloud's Cathedral is even more magnificent than the one in St. Hilde's Cathedral in Port Tulum.

Several people hugged the thick trunk of the tree, the lush canopy, the huge crown extended to both sides more than two hundred feet wide, and on the countless tiny branches, pieces of beautifully carved golden oak leaves shone brightly.

The huge icon, the entire icon is made of pure gold, if it weren't for the support of the walls on both sides, if it weren't for the blessing of powerful divine arts, this huge pure gold icon would have crushed itself because of its own weight.

The Golden Oak Church scraped the ground of believers for hundreds of years in the Delun Empire, and year after year, it was continuously cast with molten gold, and this huge icon was cast little by little. At the same time, with the blessing of divine power and the infusion of faith year after year, this icon has also become a powerful and extraordinary instrument.

With his back to the ambassadors, his hands on his chest, St. Attila looked up at the huge icon and murmured: "My lord, your humble servant, ask for your guidance. ”

I don't know what kind of trick St. Attila played, but the whole icon emitted a warm golden light at the same time.

Warm, but the incomparably strong golden light turned into a billowing mist, which swept through the entire hall in an instant. Everyone felt as if they had been soaked in boiling water, and streams of hot heat penetrated into their bodies along the pores, and several old and frail ambassadors felt a sense of refreshment, and their youthful vitality instantly filled their bodies.

"Great Mu!" The ambassadors, including the ambassadors of several major powers, all knelt on the ground and bowed to the icon.

"The Abyss Battlefield cannot afford to be lost, and those demons of the Abyss must not let them descend on Medland." St. Attila's erratic voice fell from the pulpit, accompanied by a strong golden light, and a huge coercion that filled the void, his voice sounded like an oracle.

"The Delenian Empire has made mistakes, and they must make amends for their mistakes."

"They lost all that military money and baggage, so ...... They must make up for this military expenditure and baggage. ”

Saint Attila's voice was gradually filled with a strong killing intent, and everyone felt the strong and unshakable will in his heart.

Dolly, along with the ambassadors of several other powers, smiled at the same time......

Oh no, the ambassador of the United Kingdom of Nice, France, he was the only one of the hundred or so ambassadors present with a sad face.

The United Kingdom of Nice is extremely wealthy and rich, and almost every country on the Metland continent has borrowed money from it, and he is the creditor of the entire continent.

With money and a comfortable life, the combat effectiveness of the United Kingdom of Nice is naturally a little weak.

Fight...... The United Kingdom of Nice is reluctant to go to war.

Once there is a war, how much delay will this be to make money?

Frans had been shouting with many ambassadors at the Hydra Palace before, just to join in the fun and take advantage. The Delenn Empire had lost that huge sum of money, and the United Kingdom of Nice was naturally reluctant to spend another amount of money.

However, compared to war...... The top level of the United Kingdom of Nice would be happy to spend an additional amount of money. As long as there is no war, what is the money? Nice United Kingdom, there is really no shortage of money.

In particular, the United Kingdom of Nice and the Delen Empire are bordering on land, and when the Deren Empire and the Ice Sea Kingdom joined forces to pit the Kingdom of St. Sia, the army of the Deren Empire also borrowed from the United Kingdom of Nice.

The army of the Delenian Empire can easily cross the border and flood into the United Kingdom of Nice.

France's face drooped, and his heart was full of sorrow.

Saint Attila's voice continued to come from the pulpit: "I rule that the Delenn Empire is dishonorable and guilty in this incident, that they have made mistakes but are unwilling to bear the consequences, and there is no doubt that they need to be punished. ”

Barbaria clenched his fists in excitement: "The Lucian Empire is more than happy to punish them with the severest punishment...... We're going to gather the army, a million, two million, five million...... You say, how many people are needed? ”

The ambassador of the kingdom of St. Hisia, who knelt beside Barbaria, pouted.

The Lucian Empire has never been short of manpower...... But that group of barbarians with rusty knives and broken swords can also be considered soldiers?

A group of poor ghosts who can only sell meat, that's all they have in this life.

Turning around, Saint Attila walked to the edge of the pulpit and looked down at the ambassadors on their knees: "So, what do you mean, Excellencies?" ”

Dolly raised his head: "Your Majesty, the stakes are high, we must report to the country......"

Saint Attila nodded, and he said indifferently: "Convey my meaning to your lord." The Delenn Empire should be punished. The abyssal battlefield cannot afford to be missed...... So, give you a month, I want to see a coalition strong enough to punish the Delenn Empire. ”

The Republic of Gaul, the ambassador of the kingdom of St. Chia, smiled at the same time.

They believed that the top leaders in their own country would agree with Saint Attila's suggestion.

Form a coalition to punish the Deren Empire.

Since the Delen Empire is unwilling to bear the loss this time, let's seize it by force.

Squeezing the wealth of the Delenn Empire, weakening their power, and suppressing their recent somewhat uncontrolled expansion...... It doesn't get much more enjoyable than that.

"Well, I suggest...... Do you have any comments on the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, with His Excellency Rafa as the commander-in-chief? St. Attila smiled and looked at Rafa, who was standing on the side of the pulpit.

"It's my pleasure...... Ladies and gentlemen, I certainly have no opinion. Rafa grinned like a wolf, smiling meaningfully at the nations.

Dolly, Frans, Barbaria, and the others looked at each other and nodded at the same time.