Chapter 161: The Last Entrant

After this, William continued: "And, as you know, we are in a terrible situation. We don't have a lot of options. If we can't choose Tarta, and at the same time knights, nobles can't help, the Slavites are a bunch of scum. So, Father, guess what options we have, what options do we have if we can't be independent?"

It's like William said. Goths, Slavites, Tarta centaurs. Aristocrats, knights, mercenaries, nomads, boyers...... Who, what, which country, and what forces can change the course of the war, help both sides, or rather, harm both sides, when these people are already in the game?

Of course, there could be no one other than the dark elves of Ottoman.

They have money, a vast territory larger than Tartaria, a larger population, a larger army, more abundant resources, and ...... Well, more money.

Although they had already fought the centaurs before that. But it doesn't matter, there is not much that can be destroyed in one war. Especially when it was confined to the mountainous regions of Armenia and could not penetrate deep into the interior of the Ottoman Empire.

William even felt that after this painless battle, these dark elves would feel dissatisfied.

So William felt that, as a gentleman, it was necessary for him to give some help to Ottoman's daughter, Sudan Fatima. By the way, let Su Dan help herself. With her 2,000 pirate warships and 200,000 troops.

"Don't worry, father, you'll be fine. William said to Duke Otto, "And I assure you that there will be no problem with the man I have sent." Even if something really went wrong, he would never divulge anything about me to the outside world. ”

"But the dark elves will. "Duke Otto is still not very reassured.

"Yes, they will, but no one will take their word for it. Because they're a bunch of blue pools, have you forgotten that, father?"

"Generally speaking, the vast majority of fathers want their children to be polite and not swearing. Duke Otto frowned and said, "Also, you look excited, William...... Or rather, every time you play with some intrigue, you look excited. ”

"Oh...... Excited...... Is that so?" William was a little surprised: "Father, you must be mistaken. This qiē is a last resort. Or in this case, we have to. We are too weak, with only five counties and one dukedom. We only own a quarter of Wende. We can't even stand up to Tarta's stray.

Yes, or behind closed doors, a duke is already good in the realm of a chaotic empire. But you should know that I want more than that. ”

“...... Perhaps. But I still have to remind you. Duke Otto said helplessly: "It is not right to play with these little means. ”

"Of course, I certainly understand that. William was very serious and assured Duke Otto. This was not the first time he had assured Duke Otto that way:

"I don't like to play around. I'm really just doing it because I can't help it. If I had 200,000 Circassian troops in my hands, do you think I would still play such a small trick?"

"Perhaps. Duke Otto shook his head, having found it more and more difficult to communicate with his son in recent times. William was too smart, a little too smart.

If this had happened to someone else, then Duke Otto might have been able to take some coercive measures. But it was clear that William was his only son, so he couldn't do that.

Even, in the case of others discovering these things, he has to provide William with adequate protection.

It's like a few days ago, William used a little trick. Let a couple of Goth knights be killed like that.

"It's not about the amount of strength, it's about the character. I know someone. He has enough power and enough strength. But at the same time, He still likes to play with the machinations. ”

Duke Otto did not say this to William. Because he didn't want William to ask: then who is that person, this kind of question.

Of course, maybe William didn't care.

At the same time, in the absence of any progress on the frontal front, Istanbul, which is likely to be the largest, strongest and richest city of the Old Continent.

The inner city where only the dark elves live, the central city where only the nobles lived, and the royal family only where the royal family lived in the palace district, this bastard place with a decadent atmosphere of "I have money, and I don't care how much money I have". William's plan began to be implemented...... It doesn't necessarily work, though.

It was in this place, in one of the hundreds of gardens of the female Sudan Fatima ibn Abdullah al-Hahimia, that there was a fountain, a pavilion, the service of hundreds of maids and the guard of hundreds of Janissaries. With a breath of whatever, the female Sudan Fatima lay on her soft couch, eating fruit and drinking juice, as if watching a performance, looking at the messenger in front of her.

It doesn't matter who it is, whatever news he brings with him, whatever he wants to get, or whatever he gives, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. This world doesn't mean much to her.

Because everything is so simple.

When you find it boring, start a war, massacre a minority, or promote a belief or plot a conspiracy...... Or just watching a clown put on a show.

And now, the messenger who looks very "good" almost plays the role of a "clown" in the eyes of the female Sudan Fatima.

It's just to pass the time.

"So, what do you want to say? Five minutes, I don't have a lot of patience. Lady Sudan Fatima said this as she looked at her nails,

Very nice light grey.

"Do you want Tronica, Her Majesty the Great Queen? ”

So, Su Dan became interested.

Although only a little. But her body leaned forward a little in the direction of the messenger, and her expression became a little more serious...... Although only a little.

"If you want Tronica, it's now, Her Majesty. The main forces of Tarta were either in the Cuman-Chincha steppe, in the state of nomadic tribes, or in the north against the Goths and Slavits. And their fleet in the Black Sea region will never be your opponent. Plan an attack and emerge victorious. Incorporate the Tronica region, the most fertile and wealthy territory of Tartaria, into the territory of the great Ottoman Empire. It's very simple, so what are you waiting for?"

“...... Hum. So, the female Sudan Fatima laughed: "Not a bad joke." Emissary. Very good. Once again, I was able to see the arrogance and stupidity of human beings. Although this stalk is a bit old...... Still, it's okay, as long as it makes people laugh...... Or rather, the classics?"

Beside Su Dan, the maids let out just the right amount of laughter. Agreed.

"I'm still going to kill you, though...... Well, is this a divine turn? Maybe not, because you offended the dignity of a Sudan. So it's a matter of course to be killed, isn't it?" R1148