Peace is precious to those who have been in a war-torn zone all year round. One day, there is no need to worry about it, there is no need to hide in Tibet, you can eat enough, you can sleep peacefully, you have a platform to give full play to your talents, and there is an environment for singing and dancing.

People in times of peace do not cherish much, but people in times of war dream of it. Now, before you know it, this peace is about to come to the kobolds.

It doesn't matter if you have a candle on your head or not. Parents and brothers were killed in the war, do you want to take revenge? Who else can you ask for revenge? It is almost impossible to hold individuals accountable, and many people do not know who killed them. If you want to investigate the head of the enemy commander, even if the commanders of both sides have ten lives that are not enough to pay, can they all die to take revenge?

Forget it, forget everything, a war is like a farce, it's been long enough. They are all kobolds, and if everything can return to stability and peace, I believe that no one will object. Now it is only a few leaders on the stage who insist, they must insist, if they also surrender, then the result can only be death.

But rest assured, they won't last long. Whether they negotiate or fail to negotiate, or if they delay for a long time, the outcome will be the same. If the talks collapse, then continue to fight, and the rebel army will be defeated by force. If it is negotiated, then the high amount of compensation will make them unable to pay it, and in order to pay the compensation, they must lease the mineral deposits, which is equivalent to inviting the opposing army to their own home. If it is dragged, it can only be dragged more and more weakly.

The kobold people also saw this, and countless kobold bards frantically proclaimed that peace was coming! Peace was coming! As long as the rebels surrendered, we would be able to eat enough every day, sleep in peace every day, there would be no more wars, and everyone would be able to live a good life! It was exciting and exciting.

But how could the Empire want to see such a situation? They not only counted on the mineral deposits here, but also a large number of military industries to be dumped here. Peace? Where do they sell weapons when there is peace? Do they, the chariot factories, turn to the production of agricultural tools?

That night, the Imperial summoned the Bright Brave, closed the door, sealed the barrier, and said bluntly: "Tomorrow's negotiations, take back your agreement and accept the agreement on the side of the rebels." ”

The Bright Brave Man was stunned, uncomfortable in his heart, and still asked knowingly, "Why?"

"Why?" Bradley sneered, "I might as well tell you directly, because it's not in our interest!"

On the side, Robles also helped: "If you don't agree, you don't have to live, we can negotiate with another person." ”

The bright brave man is helpless, and the absolute gap in strength determines that if he resists here, then the result is that he can't even get out of this room. Only nod in agreement.

Bradley expressed his satisfaction: "I hope you can understand tomorrow, and don't play any tricks, don't go to any illness, can't read, have a stomachache and so on." Simply agree, then sign, return all the rebel main city, return the civilians in the city, and return everything to the past. Finally, I will give you a symbolic compensation. ”

Robles on the side: "You don't have to worry about publicity, you can exaggerate the credit of the reparations, and you can still establish greater prestige among kobolds." ”

The Bright Brave nodded.

"It's all right, then go," Bradley waved his hand, "remember not to tell anyone about this, or you'll die faster, or even the whole city!"

"I see. The Bright Brave bowed his head and walked out of the room.

This matter is basically not kept secret, although it is impossible to hear their conversation specifically, but just looking at the expression of the bright brave, you can guess it. The Imperials are beginning to look ugly, and in a way, this is a sign that they are at a disadvantage.

For this reason, Kevin and others also held a meeting late at night to discuss it, and the first thing everyone sighed about was the direct disparity in force.

Sain was helpless: "If my dad is here, where do you need to be afraid of him Bradley." Just a retired old man. ”

The ambassador shook his head: "If your father is here, the empire may also send more powerful people over, you don't really think that the upper limit of the empire is Bradley, right?"

Sain also knew: "I'll just talk about it." ”

Kevin pulled back to the topic: "The Bright Brave has already gone back, and after talking to the Imperial people in the room, his face is desolate, and he can basically guess what they said." It's nothing more than getting him to agree to the other party's agreement. ”

"What can we do?" the group turned to Kevin.

Kevin also fell silent, and the ambassador said on the side: "You may not know, there is the latest news, the Imperial side has begun to hold an international conference on the headquarters of the Church of Light, and the matter of the kobold here has been put on the agenda, depending on what they mean, they may intervene directly." ”

The little spoon suddenly came to his senses: "Oh?

Kevin replied: "It doesn't have to be so troublesome to send troops, with the strength of their Sword Saint Garon Knight here, it is enough to destroy the kobolds." ”

"It's hard to say," the ambassador shook his head, "Everyone knows the strength on the surface, but no one can say how much is hidden inside." ”

"Like that Barak?" Kevin remembered someone.

"Barak aside, it's not too difficult to really hide your strength," the ambassador replied, "and Bradley is already past his prime, and if he really wants to pretend to be a saint-level powerhouse, he will definitely not be able to defeat him." It's just that it's hard to say what will happen to him when the time comes. ”

"If the Empire were dragged into battle, it would be beneficial to us, right?" Kevin began.

The ambassador was silent for a long time, but still nodded: "A war is a attrition, which could have been commanded behind the scenes at will, but if you have to go out in person, it will undoubtedly be a strategic failure." ”

Sain smiled: "There are times when the empire fails, isn't he already covering the sky here?"

"The main thing is that they don't understand the dog's head, and the territory here is small, and public opinion is transmitted quickly, and the whole area surrenders to catch them off guard," the ambassador replied, "but this time as long as they are relieved, then this opportunity will be difficult in the future." ”

"So what are we going to do?" the question went back to the original.

Jack asked, "Do you want my parrot to get in touch with the Bright Brave, or let your crow go?"

"Judging from the current situation, the Bright Brave must be the target of the Empire's key surveillance, and my crow can't beat his two owls. It wasn't wise to go to him, and it didn't work. Kevin analyzed.

The little spoon crept up: "Or I'll assassinate their negotiators, so I don't need to sign." ”

Kevin hurriedly waved his hand: "Absolutely not, now in this situation, we can't provoke the empire anymore, we can only see if there is a chance on the spot." ”

Early the next morning, the second round of negotiations continued. The Bright Brave had not slept all night, the haggardness, unwillingness, and indignation on his face were obvious, the Imperials had taken away the fruits of his victory, but so what?

Slowly walking in front of Kevin, in front of everyone, the Bright Brave asked, "Mr. Kevin, what should I do?"

At this moment, Kevin couldn't answer, so he could only reply to the official rhetoric: "Lou Pauler will not intervene in the internal affairs of the kobolds, but we also hope that the war can be calmed down, and peace is everyone's wish." I also hope that you can continue to do a good job in negotiations. ”

The Bright Brave stood for a moment, leaving only one word in his head, "as always", as long as it was the same?

When he came back to his senses, the bright brave man found that he had unconsciously come to the front of the stage, and the negotiator opposite him was already proud today: "Are you here?"

The Bright Brave glared at him angrily, knowing that it was the Imperial who had greeted him in advance, and in the eyes of the other party, it was just a procedure.

"Take a look. The Bright Brave stretched out his hand, took the other party's agreement, opened it, and read it one by one. I want to be as slow as possible in every move, even if it is to delay the signing of the agreement a little, but I am afraid that it will be too slow and cause the Imperial people to be dissatisfied. In my heart, I was still muttering Kevin's "as always".

How do you keep doing it? create an atmosphere of underplay? Is it still useful? Keep stalling for time? Does this work?

"Hurry up, have you finished reading?" the other party had begun to get impatient.

The bright brave man pulled back his thoughts, and then looked at the content of the agreement, it was nothing more than what the imperial people said yesterday, looking up at the other party's face, that look was proud, it was obvious that he was the most inadequate.

"I'm done, I'm done. The other man pointed.

"Sign, I'll sign. The bright brave replied weakly.

As soon as this remark came out, the observation group was full of discussions, but it was also expected. A few other city lords were taken aback, how could they win so well, and they actually gave up by themselves. But because they had fought once, no one dared to oppose the Bright Brave at this time.

Pick up the pen and slowly put it in the lower left corner of the protocol, and stay still for a long time.

"Write!" the other party was impatient.

"En......" The bright brave finally made an excuse, "I forgot to write a pen, I want to think about it." ”

Over there, Bradley immediately stood up, and an invisible oppressive force came straight over, and the Bright Brave suddenly sweated on his forehead and began to tremble in his hands. And the rebels on the opposite side saw Bradley supporting him, and suddenly became even more proud, and began to slap the table: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Kevin, who had been waiting for a long time, finally seized the opportunity, and the synchronous illusion was immediately added.

The negotiator suddenly couldn't hold his hand, and began to slap the table wildly, with his right hand, with his right hand, with his right hand, and with his left hand, the table was so shaken by him that he couldn't write, but the bright brave man found an excuse to wait for him.

Bradley immediately looked around the audience, but there would be no so-called evidence left for such a thing as synchronous illusion. Immediately shouted: "Who is making trouble?"

This shout moved the real anger, the sound was like thunder, and even the leaves on the side trembled, and the audience was silent for a moment. Kevin's synchronous illusion was also stunned by him and stopped, kicking in his heart. The rebels over there also stopped slapping the table at the same time, but he didn't feel anything unusual, and after a moment of silence, he still urged: "Sign quickly!"

"Okay, I'll sign it. The bright brave picked up the pen again, put it down, clicked it, lifted it again, and then waited for a long time.

The rebels were patient and waited for more.

After a moment, the Bright Brave clicked again, lifted it up, and then stared at the protocol in a daze.

The rebels continued to endure.

In a moment, the bright brave man's hand trembled, the pen fell directly to the ground, and his foot stretched out, kicking down the old man.

The rebels finally couldn't bear it anymore and stood up with a bang: "Do you want to sign it?"

"I don't want to sign it. "The Bright Brave tells the truth.

"If you don't want to sign it, you have to sign it!" the rebels finally slapped the table again. Kevin was unceremonious, and the synchronous illusion went on again.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang Again, it's too cheap, and it's not necessarily useful when you're prepared.

Suddenly, I heard a click, and the table was slapped in two, disconnected from the middle, and the protocol suddenly slipped and fell to the ground.

The onlookers didn't think it was a big deal, some ridiculed, some coaxed, and the bright brave man had an idea, stood up and asked coldly: "I said I would sign it, but you broke the table, what do you mean?"

"You're signing, you're moving so slowly!" retorted.

"I'm a civilian, I don't have much education, and I only learned to write recently, what are you anxious about?"

Seeing that the revolving was going to go on endlessly, Fan Mill over there immediately waved his hand: "Come on, change the table!"

The person on the side immediately brought a new table, and the agreement was put back on the table: "Keep signing!"

So the bright brave man is also full of patience, pick up the pen, click it, lift it, and wait for a long time.

The rebels got up again: "How long are you going to go?"

"I want two blank sheets of paper first, I really want to forget my name, and practice with white paper first. The Bright Brave proposed.

Bradley in the distance finally couldn't help it, and coughed: "Cough!" signaled that if the Bright Brave didn't sign it again, there would be no need for him to exist.

The Bright Brave stood up, walked around the table with the contract and pen, and walked to the side of the rebels.

"What do you want to do?" the other party warned.

"It's backlit over there, I'll sign it here. The bright brave casually found a reason, but the real situation was that he stepped on the other party fiercely.

"Ahh

"I'm sorry," the Bright Brave smiled at him, "I'm sorry. ”

"Fake!" the other party finally became angry again, and hit him with a fist. Kevin's illusion shot again, the opponent's fists and feet did not stop, and the bright brave was not to be outdone, and the others immediately joined as soon as they saw it, and several city lords and several bodyguards suddenly reached a group.

And that agreement was torn to shreds in this brawl.

Bradley's face turned pale, and he left without saying a word. On the side, Van Maier understood, turned to everyone and announced: "Peace is not so easy to obtain, and I regret that the war may be more intense in the future." In fact, our empire has made great efforts, but it's a pity that some people just want to make trouble. ”

In the midst of all the discussions, the Dark Elf Ambassador stood up: "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the war is about to end, why is it more intense?"

"Don't you realize the existence of necromancers?" Van Memeer said coldly.

The scene suddenly fell silent, was the necromancer finally used as a pretext for war?