Are the Fatui trustworthy?

This is not a problem, because most people know the answer, and the Fatui are not to be trusted.

Most people know the answer to the question, but there is no need for it.

Eden Hazard is also one of the majority.

The heavy iron door closed behind him, and he walked alone in the midst of the lights, his back with a rather lonely feeling.

In all kinds of poetry, the hero always walks alone through the long night, fights the darkness in a dim place, and then brings dawn and light to all beings.

Hazard will also be a hero, at least he will be a hero of the Akademiya.

The not-so-long corridor took him a lot of mental time, and it wasn't until Hazard came to the end that he suddenly realized that the master had been waiting for him.

"Welcome!"

Tartaglia smiled warmly, "Great Sage Lord Adjara, I am the Eleventh Executive Officer of the Fatui, Tartaglia, and I am honored to meet you. ”

Most of the time he can show that respect and passion.

Among his colleagues, Tartaglia is actually one of the few normal people.

Of course, the premise is that the other party is really worthy of his smile, and he can maintain respect, it does not mean that everyone is eligible for his respect.

"The Fatui and the sea of sand also cooperate, right?"

Hazard stated a fact.

"It's up to you to decide on cooperation," Tartaglia said, "Of course we're working with the desert folks, after all, a lot of things are cheaper to buy from them than they are from the rainforest merchants. ”

Hazard pulled a sneering smile at the corner of his mouth.

This is the most superficial explanation.

The Fatui have business in the Seven Kingdoms, and they work with all kinds of people.

Inazuma's shogunate was their partner, as were the rebels.

Diluc thwarted the Fatui's plans several times, but the Fatui continued to do business with Dawn Winery.

This is the attitude that Tartaglia demonstrates.

But he knows what Hazard cares about.

"Of course, if you are talking about [inviting the Fatui to suppress the resistance forces within Sumeru and maintain the majesty of the official institutions chosen by the Earthly Seven Rulers], we have also reached some kind of cooperation with Rama."

Tartaglia retracted his expression.

What dignity is there to talk about when the beaten have to ask for help, and the rule is maintained at the cost of cutting land and selling the lives of their own people?

It's nothing more than a gambler's desperate gamble.

Tartaglia actually wanted to laugh.

But given the fragile and tense spirit of his partner, if Hazard thinks he's laughing at their stupidity and incompetence – although Tartaglia does think so – then wouldn't it be a problem?

They are willing to fight with others, and they are willing to give benefits to the Fatui, so let them work hard.

It has nothing to do with the Fatui anyway.

"Of course, as you know, the Fatui only work with the most suitable people, and we have no intention of really cooperating with the desert people."

Tartaglia subconsciously pulled his wrist bone, "In Sumeru, the Fatui will only recognize the ruling power of the Akademiya. ”

"And you can rest assured that in the Seven Kingdoms, the Fatui will say so."

"For thousands of years, Sumeru has been the ruling place of the Akademiya, this is an indisputable fact!"

Tartaglia's statement softened Hazard's expression a lot.

If all the nations of the Seven Kingdoms had recognized the Akadema as the true ruler of Sumeru, then Rama's Shahai regime could only be denounced as a bad party and a rebel.

Such statements and endorsements are truly deterrent.

Of course, Rama didn't care.

Fame is really useful most of the time, but that's when it doesn't.

Because they won't really call.

No matter how much you say and how resolute your attitude is, if the army can't drive in, it's the same as not saying anything.

Furthermore, what really determines Sumeru's ownership is not the declarations and declarations of who and who, but the approval of the gods.

Whoever Nahida recognizes, who is the real official of Sumeru.

Hazard is not worried about this at the moment.

The gods are in their hands, and for now, at least, the gods are still on the side of the Akademiya.

The Great Sage let out a sigh of relief and made up his mind.

"Then maybe we should go a step further."

The fact that he would come to the Northland Bank at this time is itself a behavioral bias.

But Tartaglia didn't ask anything, just answered, which made Hazard a little embarrassed.

Tartaglia didn't ask him about his attitude, repeatedly reiterating that the Sand Sea was not worthy of being a partner of the Fatui.

He put the status of the Akademiya on the line, telling Azar that the ruler of Sumeru, whom everyone recognizes, is the Akademiya.

A sea of sand?

What's out there?

I haven't heard of it, they don't deserve to be the ruler of Sumeru.

That's a good attitude and a good statement.

The country is not an isolated island, and Inazuma can become an island because of the natural environmental advantages of the other party's isolated overseas, and because of the will of Raiden Shogun.

Rama obviously doesn't have the ability to force the country, and sooner or later he will have to face these external forces.

A good statement represents the sincerity and attitude of cooperation.

Hazard realized this, and naturally chose to cooperate with the Fatui without hesitation.

No matter what you think, as long as you admit that Sumeru is from the Akademiya, then you are our friend.

The two sides had a relatively in-depth exchange of interests on the issue of Rama, and the final result was, of course, the destruction of the Shahai regime, the re-greatness of Sumeru, and the stability of the reign of the Akademiya.

"Idiot."

After Hazard left, Tartaglia scoffed.

He understands all of Hazard's options.

In the final analysis, the interests of the state are the interests of the state, and my interests are mine.

I can't accept that you let me lose my interests for the sake of the overall situation.

I can't accept it, so I don't do it.

He understood all the acts of Azar and even the Six Sages in ceding land, and if he didn't do this, Sumeru would be someone else's property at that time.

If it's not mine, no matter how precious and perfect it is, what does it have to do with me?

But understanding is understanding, and Tartaglia still despises the actions of the Six Sages.

It's not for Sumeru.

In the final analysis, Sumeru is a country, and the rainforest and desert are the internal contradictions of the void.

The desert people have been oppressed for so many years, it is good to say that they have no way out, to say that they have not thought about it, in short, the worst thing they have ever done is nothing more than to be the first to declare their surrender to the rainforest, willing to become a loser.

But because it can't be defeated, the act of ceding national interests in exchange for the right to rule is not enough to be worthy of such a great reputation for the country.

It's just that you can't afford to lose, and you don't want to lose your interests.

But that's a good thing.

Tartaglia lowered her eyes.

He reached out and covered his lips, and suddenly coughed violently, scarlet blood running between his fingers.

"Your Excellency."

The debt handler who had been hiding in the shadows hurriedly appeared and handed over several alchemy potions.

"It's useless." Tartaglia's face turned pale, "Poison is indeed a weapon that works better than most means. ”

"What's the reaction from Rama's side?"

The usefulness of the poison far exceeded Rama's expectations.

"He didn't mention it," the debt handler half-knelt on the ground, "with all due respect, Childe-sama, I'm afraid this matter will have to be a little more direct." ”

He is a close confidant of Childe, and all aspects of treatment revolve around Childe, and Tartaglia's interests are naturally his interests.

"Either we'll attack at once and force him to hand over the antidote."

"Either we have to back up more benefits, and your body won't be able to drag on for long."

Such words are a bit presumptuous, but he really can't bear it.

There is a slight difference between the actual situation and the theoretical situation, and Rama does not mention it because he thinks that the Fatui have solved the problem of poisoning.

His faith in the Fatui's tech tree is higher than in the Fatui themselves, and like Tartaglia, Rama has no regard for poison.

If it weren't for the pressure from the executives, there would probably be no such thing in Rama's scientific research plan.

They all ignore the value of poison.

The alchemy potion that has taken countless Mora and energy can only be cultivated into batches of warriors at present, and it is still a little weak in the cultivation of high-end combat power.

However, the alchemy poison developed at a slightly smaller cost can easily be done that the alchemy potion can't do.

Fortification and destruction, the latter is much easier than the former.

The technology points required to concoct poison to kill people and the difficulty of concocting potions to strengthen people are completely extreme.

Rama has not yet configured a higher-level alchemy potion, his technique stays at LV4, and the potion he makes is also suitable for himself at LV4 level.

The high-quality and unlimited alchemy potions gave him the power to temporarily speak to Tartaglia on an equal footing.

This is also the orthodox path that Rama pursues, which is pure self-strength.

He is so attached to this path that he is so obsessed with receiving benefits from the Fatui that he will be blinded by it.

If a person wants something too much, he will be bound by that thing in turn.

You want it and you don't have it, so you can only get it with fear.

Rama has not yet realized this, and he thinks that the Fatui have solved the problem.

But Tartaglia realized.

IT'S NOT THAT HE'S SUDDENLY COME TO HIS SENSES, IT'S MAINLY BECAUSE HE HASN'T UNLOCKED THE POISONED DEBUFF YET.

The conservative torture body taught him this truth - poison really works.

Tartaglia coughed violently twice, his eyes flickering.

"I had to compromise."

His words were very calm, "But this place in Sumeru is best left to the Akademiya." ”

"It is better for the interests of the Fatui to be the ruler of a bunch of wastes than for a tricky man to ascend to power."