Chapter XIII: The Month of Diplomacy

Egir suddenly understood. The other European royal families thought she was Napoleon - which is not a good thing. Upstart, Esby, Esby's nouveau riche. In other words, they didn't treat him as their own at all.

What about other European royal families, marriages, mutual marriages, who is related to whom. So it's all my own family. Your son-in-law will inherit your territory, and tomorrow his son (who is also your grandson) will inherit your territory. In this way, they inherited each other...... Why didn't he unify Europe because of this? This is really the general trend of the world for a long time, it will be divided, and after a long time, it will be completely divided.

Therefore, Egil decided to send a large number of diplomats to the countries with works of art and gifts from Northern Europe. At least let the European royal families understand that today's post-80s Shaolin abbot road. It's all big deals. Therefore, in addition to a mouth and a tongue, each diplomat must be equipped with fifty Viking warriors to show powerlessness, three spies, and weave a spy net. Five merchants, building a trade network. That's a lot of money.

July. The Norman kingdom enjoyed a rare month of peace. The Danes were left to their own devices, and the Swedes were terrified. Eggier was using the newly collected taxes to produce diplomats, spies, and businessmen to send envoys to the countries of the continent. At the same time, he was very narcissistic to give each mission a portrait of himself - a systematic oil painting of the late Renaissance realism. As a special gift. Egil is depicted in full armor, wearing a strange armor, a white cloak, and a scimitar...... As for whether this gift was hung in the bedroom of the queen princess of the king, or whether it was taken by the king to wipe her buttocks, this is not known.

In this way, the five small Spanish states, Navarre, León, Castile, Aragon, Portugal, sent a total of one mission. France, one from the king, one from Burgundy, one from Brittany, and finally Egil thought about it, and sent one to the Duke of Aquitaine, the tragic Edward. The Holy Roman Empire there, Bohemia, Swabia, Austria, Saxony were four in total. On the Eastern European side, Moscow, Novgorod, Poland-Lithuania, a total of three. The various city-states of Italy, as well as the Papal States, one. The Eastern Roman one. That adds up to thirteen missions. A team of hundreds of people. This cost is tens of thousands of gold coins at once. It hurts Egil and he hasn't slept for days.

At this time, the system wizard also released the next task. Unlike the previous long-term mission of the pit daddy to unify the Baltic Sea, this is a near-term mission. And it seems to be very easy to do.

Throw a big feast: You clearly feel the hostility of the nobles who have nothing to do. Although they are very savage, very vulgar, very Esby. But as long as they have territory in their hands and private soldiers. Then you'll have to accommodate them. So, throw a banquet. Let them eat after they are full, and then continue to eat, it is best to survive to death.

Objective: Invite more than 200 nobles to your court to your banquet and satisfy more than 75% of them - by the way, watch out for parasites on their bodies, such as fleas or something.

Reward: Increases the loyalty of nobles in the country by 2.

Egil thought for a moment - anyway, there was not much to do in the recent period, and his troops were not enough to break through Stockholm, which was garrisoned by a large number of troops, and the work of disturbing was left to the navy. There were also professional diplomats who rebelled against the inhabitants of the Baltic coast, as well as continued liaison with the Novgorod, the Teutonic Knights and the Polish-Lithuanian United Kingdom. Speaking of which, Egil himself is the kind of person who has nothing to do when he is well fed.

Well, Egil also has Artoria.

However, it is not easy to gather enough two hundred nobles, and in the bitter cold land of Norway, there are really not many qualified nobles who have heads and faces to go to the banquet. So it was necessary to take ships from England, Wales and Ireland. At the same time, the Danish territories to the south, and the Duchy of Normandy in France, Egil also decided to invite a few nobles with representative surnames to come over. Such a banquet is more representative and has a greater impact.

However, the nobility of Norway and Denmark is easy to manage, but the English and Normandy are slightly more difficult. In those days, transportation was not well developed. Many nobles have never been to the place of Shenma in their castles in their lives, and Egil thinks that this kind of person, saying that he is a turtle, is sorry for the turtle.

"Therefore, the king's order allows them to walk around the capital, eat and drink, and reimburse their travel expenses...... This kind of good thing...... Why do I feel so cheap?" complained to the system elves in a broken way.

"You didn't do it voluntarily. The system elf replied very leisurely.

"Okay, okay, okay. Egil conceded defeat: "Although it is said that they are a group of guys with bed bugs and fleas on their bodies, I am also a guest invited by me." Let's deal with it. ”

"You don't seem to be scared anymore. ”

"What am I afraid of?"

"Woman. ”

"What is there to be afraid of a woman?"

"Have you forgotten that you had a banquet in the first few days of your visit, and you were vomited by a native European woman?"

"Of course I didn't forget. ”

"So what's going on with you, there's a way to deal with them?"

"No way. Egil shook his head in his heart: "If you want to talk about those things, I really have the heart to kill them all with a knife." However, they are also my people, and they are all nobles. Egil said a little helplessly.

"But you don't seem to be in a hurry at all, or reluctant, or resigned, or have you been in the monkey pile for too long. Heavy on the taste?"

"Go aside. I'm guarding my wife—"

"Don't move, eat here. Ahh

Egir tried to hug Artoria as she was eating, but she pushed her away.

"I have such a beautiful wife, and I will never be attracted to other women, especially those like monkeys. Egil swore by it.

"Really?"

"It's true. ”

"So, you can't help it. But does your wife have a solution?"

"I guess so. Egil thought for a moment: "After seeing Artoria, most women will be ashamed of themselves, and they can't even lift their heads." Not to mention accosting me. ”

"Really? are you sure?" said the system elf's voice with a hint of a smile, as if some conspiracy was brewing.

"Pretty much - and even if there really is such a self-defeating one. Artoria didn't give it for nothing. As soon as the cursed version of the sword of victory and oath comes out of its sheath, it says to cut people. ”

"So, you can't stop it?" the system elf said tentatively.

"Why am I holding her back? Or rather, the more I stop Artoria, the more I have to cut people. Don't look at her usually, especially when she eats, she looks like a starving ghost reincarnated, stupid. But actually, he is shrewd. If I don't pay attention, I'll have to be deceived by her. ”

"In this way, after you find such a wife, the benefits are quite great. "The system elf is sarcastic.

"Almost, so-so. Egil then played dumb.

"But...... Are you sure she'll be able to withstand it when the time comes?" the system elf then sarcastic.

"She has withstood tens of thousands of troops, what can't she withstand. Egil laughed, completely unimpressed.

"Then we'll talk about it then. "The system elf bought a pass, and then stopped talking. And Egil naturally knew that the system elves were not good people, and she said so much about this banquet, so something must have happened that night, and this matter had to be said to be on Artoria.

"You eat it too. At this time, Artoria was basically full. Seeing that Egil hadn't moved his fork yet. Slightly strange, he asked as he looked up while munching on the steak.

"Eat...... What are you eating?" saw that Artoria had eaten up all the food on a table for ten people, and there was nothing left. Egil couldn't help but laugh. And Artoria next to her also felt that she was a little too much, and blushed and didn't speak.

"Forget it, let's ask the cook to do it again. Egil commanded.

"Okay—" Artoria cheered.

“...... Don't eat it. ”

Egil didn't dare to say it in the end.

In this way, after a month's work, the crown was covered with Jinghua, and a large number of nobles from all over the Norman kingdom gathered in the entire Biard Palace. Although they were nobles, Egil looked at the patched clothes they were wearing. It feels a little humiliating. The textile mill gave him a new dress for free—the most popular low-cut evening dress in later generations. Let the visiting turtle nobles feel honored. While his favorability increased, he also had a preliminary understanding of his financial strength as a lord.

Then look at the city of Biard - because it has just been warned, many places have been rebuilt. So it looks pretty good. The paved stone paths, sewer systems, high-pressure water pumps, fountains, neat houses, and vendors hawking along the streets, all kinds of goods, snacks, and clothing and jewelry dazzled a group of turtle aristocrats.

The ladies and ladies have basically fallen to this extent--but the noble men know very well that the man who can rise to prominence in a short time and build such a city is definitely not something they can deal with. Many of the nobles of France, Denmark and England, who had wanted to rebel, had already retreated and decided to be good citizens under Egil......

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