Stacks of official documents filled Ezindor's desk. A large number of reports, official documents, orders, and lists were stacked in a haphazard manner, and the attendants were busy nervously, and no one had time to organize them. It was all about the short but brutal war that took place in the city of Beit, but Esindo was not on his mind right now.

He held an unopened piece of paper in his hand. The purple seal is emblazoned with the silver emblem of an obsidian council. He tore open the seal, took out the neatly folded papyrus inside the envelope, and recognized at a glance the neat handwriting on the letter.

"The great Pharaoh revealed:

The Obsidian Council, in this battle, contributed great magical support......

Through a peek into the Monocular, we witness the final outcome of the battle, as the dragon Pasha, with the help of the Grand Vivier, wields the Floating Behemoth to deliver a fatal final blow to a powerful demon from an unobservable height......

From this, we have come to the conclusion that the dragon Pasha has the air power that can determine the victory, and even if the flying carpet is sent into the air, the black-robed mage of the Emperor of the United States may not be able to match it......

And this is like a double-edged sword, in order not to be injured by the blade, the Obsidian Council applies to create its own floatship unit, or buy some floating beasts from the dragon Pasha, try to solve the technology, and then cultivate itself......"

Although the letterhead did not contain the words "burn immediately after reading", these papyrus papyri were still turned into fine sand in the hands of the pharaoh, and they disappeared with the wind without leaving a trace.

After reading this "observation" sent by the Obsidian Council, or by Cuinini himself, Ezindo fell into deep thought.

He himself could not help but marvel at the power of the dragon Pasha, who, according to the information he had gathered, was even much younger than Ecindo himself. "First the Great Veil, and then a dragon Pasha," the Medici monarch rubbed his forehead, "the scales that had just been balanced suddenly became a little more variable, where do we find new weights?"

At this moment, one of the attendants trotted into the palace and knelt down on one knee and reported to the Pharaoh's Council: "Your Majesty, Zagan Pasha and Khalil Pasha have come together, and they want to consult with you about the development of the archipelago. ”

"When I was sleepy, someone brought me a pillow," Essindo suddenly thought of something, "It seems that my luck has always been good." ”

"Let them wait for me in the conference hall. Pharaoh said to his attendants.

The Medici monarch got up and walked out slowly, thinking as he went, how to turn the two Pasha into "weights", until he passed through the side hall and was stopped by another attendant, and Ezindo did not clear his mind.

"Your Majesty, you should put it on. ”

The attendant, who was in charge of ceremonies, stopped the Pharaoh and handed him a small folded roll of crimson wool on his shoulders, which Ezindo took in his hand, and saw that it was embroidered with a solemn insignia of the lion of Niroa.

It is a good habit of Essindor. The attendant officer who served him was so conscientious that he was very satisfied, "I will wear it, good traditions must be strictly observed." ”

With that, he put on his shoulder and walked to the palatial conference hall at the northern end of the palace.

The room was ornate and designed for reception, and its dome was enchanted so that the light of the sky would shine into the hall. Under the clear sky, the horizon is as sharp as the edge of broken glass, and even some of the small islands near the coastline are clearly visible.

Zagan and Khalil were standing in the middle of the conference hall, and although there were seats in the hall, the Pharaoh had not arrived, so the two Pasha would naturally not sit down first, which would be rude after all.

It was not until the Pharaoh stepped into the hall and motioned for them to be seated that they bowed and went to their seats, and when they were seated, Ezindo began to speak.

"I'm sure you remember last night—it was a long night, what I announced in the museum of the Great Velisman. ”

"Yes, that's what we're here for. ”

Looking at the two people who were going to draw swords to attack each other yesterday, but today they can sit together, Esindo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Sure enough, profit is the best glue in this world," he nodded and said, "Very good, this matter really needs to be finalized immediately." ”

The faces of the two Pasha showed expectant looks.

"The U-sangs could not afford all the compensation, and they intended to make up the difference with slaves from the 'Naoetsu Talent Market'. At the earliest, in no more than two weeks, the first slaves would be transported to Medici. ”

The Pharaoh paused for a moment—a technique—and after throwing out the heartstrings, it only took a brief break to draw the others more focused on what he was about to say.

"In the entire Medici Empire, only the 'denigration decree' issued by the city of Beit can deprive a person of his freedom, and we cannot count and issue so many decrees for the slaves sent by the Utes, so they can only stay on the overseas islands of the archipelago and pay the ransom for the war atrocities of the Utesan with hard labor. ”

When he heard the word "archipelago territory", Zaganpasha's face clearly showed a hint of delightful affection, while Khalil Pasha, who only owned a few coastal cities, frowned inadvertently.

"Your Majesty, I have no intention of opposing your arrangement, and I admit that the sailors of the Isles are excellent," Khalil carefully worded, "but you must also know that the slaves are so numerous that they will not be obedient without the swords of the elite warriors...... At the same time, it's hard to guarantee that they won't get into trouble in the archipelago territory. ”

Hearing Khalil's words, Zagan wanted to refute it, but he thought that it was true. The interests involved in this are too huge, and if it is not handled well, the entire archipelago will have to bear the blame for this group of slaves.

"I don't think Khalil Pasha's worries are unreasonable," he said, turning his head to Khalil to release his kindness, and then Zagan advised: "It is true that the sailors of our archipelago are one to ten, but in the face of slavery management of this scale, the manpower is indeed a little stretched. Moreover, those slaves who are not even in order to be kept will be arranged by the Usang people to have shadows, so they have to be guarded against. ”

The Pharaoh took full notice of their performance, and replied, "This is one of my concerns," continued Ezindo, with a playful smile, "but I am more concerned with the benefits created by these slaves. ”

"How to operate in the end, in order to benefit more of the Medici Empire. ”

Ezindo's words struck the hearts of the two Pasha like a bolt from the blue. Only then did they realize that what they had said before seemed to be about themselves, and they did not take into account the real owners of the slaves.

For a moment, the two Pasha were dripping in cold sweat, and Esindo was satisfied with pulling the wool shoulders on his body and straightening them.