Drawing the Golden King's Tent.

King Nacini sat high on the main throne, holding a half-scroll of papers, and was replying one by one with a red pen.

Except for one personal guard, there were no idlers in the tent. The area around the tent had been patrolled by the Praetorian Guards, and when Allegri and Jubiano approached, the guards at the gate immediately came forward for a final round of checks.

"Please, two. Modesic opened the curtain and smiled warmly. Allegri handed the staff to the guard, leaned slightly to the side, and motioned for Jubiano to go first.

Eubiano took a deep breath and tried to keep his mind calm. He nodded at the two of them, stepped into the big tent, didn't raise his head, knelt directly on the ground, and said in a loud voice, "Grand Duke Ian, meet King Snowton." ”

"You, is Yubiano?" After a while, King Nacini's voice sounded indifferently.

"It is the villain," Eupiano replied respectfully, quietly glancing up, "the great Lion King, the High One of the Northlands, His Royal Highness Grand Duke Ian, has commanded me to bring sincere greetings. ”

King Nachina, who was high up in the sky, was also watching the other party's reaction. As for these polite words, he just laughed them off and said slowly, "Excuse me, give a seat." ”

As Eubiano got up, Allegri and Mordecic also stepped forward to salute. King Nacini looked at him playfully, waved his hand, and commanded, "Count Allegri, sit down too." ”

Allegri's heart sank, and he bowed his head. He always felt that there seemed to be a deep meaning in King Nacini's eyes, could it be that he secretly contacted the envoy of Ian, which caused the king's suspicion?

"Snowton and Ian are separated by thousands of miles, and His Royal Highness and I have never been masked, and now the two countries are at war. When they were seated, King Nacini asked, "I wonder why the envoy has come here?"

"The so-called war between the two countries is the Empire and the Holy See, not Snowton and Ian. Jubiano shrewdly replied, "His Royal Highness the Grand Duke himself does not actually want to be an enemy of the king, but he is just forced to do it himself. ”

"What a self-conscious," said King Nacini, chuckling, noncommittal, "if that is the case, why not come sooner?"

"Ugh. Jubiano wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and continued to explain, "Inedil is tyrannical and domineering, putting the clergy above the royal power, and even repeatedly humiliating His Royal Highness...... Hearing that the king is virtuous and virtuous, His Royal Highness is overwhelmed, and would rather abandon the darkness and turn to the light to rule a lord for you. It's just that the papal lackeys have mastered the defense of Severa. His Royal Highness the Grand Duke could not dissect his thoughts, and it was not until an invitation from Count Allegri, Viscount Tongguò Reims, that I was sent to contact him. ”

"I heard, you are a retainer of Viscount Reims?" King Nacini asked suddenly, putting down the paperwork in his hand.

"Yes. Jubiano nodded in response, "Bishop Nones is watching closely, only if the villain is humble and will not attract attention, he will have the opportunity to sneak out of the city." ”

"Able to pass through the layers of defenses outside the city. You are not a small worker," said King Nacini, "and would you like to come to my tent?"

"Thank you for your kindness," Seeing that he didn't care about the surrender at all, but instead wooed himself, Ebiano was anxious, but he still replied quietly, "But after the surrender, even His Highness is a member of the empire, and I am naturally a subject under your rule." ”

"That's right," King Nacini clapped his hands and laughed, "His Royal Highness the Grand Duke is willing to surrender, so it would be better......" As he spoke, his voice changed, "but I don't understand, is it the Archduke Ian who surrendered alone, or the whole city of Severa?"

"His Royal Highness, as the Lord of Ian, is a city. Realizing that the main event was coming, Jubiano was deliberately vague.

"No, it's not the same," Modescic, who was next to him, interjected in a clear voice, "As far as we know, most of the garrison in Severa is now in the hands of Bishop Nouns. ”

It was a great sin of disrespect to speak without permission in front of the king, but King Nacini did not feel any resentment, but looked at Eubiano with a smile as if considering how he should respond.

"It is indeed true that the power of the Holy See is monstrous," Jubiano replied calmly after a moment's thought, "but after all, His Highness is in the position of Grand Duke Ian, and he is not alone, even if he cannot raise the city to surrender, but it is still possible to open the city gate and welcome the imperial army into the city, not to mention anything else, my lord is one of the commanders of the city defense army, and the 20,000 elites under his command are all loyal and brave men who can serve His Royal Highness the Grand Duke." ”

"I don't know what the number of defenders in the city is?" asked King Nacini casually.

"There are 190,000 regular troops, and there are hundreds of thousands of civilians," Jubiano did not hesitate to reveal the military secrets, "Bishop Nouns has already activated the wartime system, and the people of the city, men and women, young and old, are organized into armies, carry out simple military training, and in times of danger, they can also send the head of the city to participate in the defense." ”

"This guy is a hard bone. I couldn't tell whether King Nachinani's tone was praise or sarcasm. However, thinking of his current behavior, Yubiano still couldn't help but feel hot on his face.

"I want to come to the king, and I don't want to be ruined by the attack on the city of Severa," he said, reassuring himself, "His Highness the Grand Duke is willing to offer this city as a gift of his life." ”

"Then Archduke Ian," King Nacini asked rhetorically, "what do you want in return?"

"Your Highness wants to get the King's promise and assurance. The deal was reached, and when it came time to bargain, Jubiano was the first to offer a more vague price.

"What promise?" asked King Nacini in a deep voice, his face rather unkind. This is also one of the tricks of bargaining.

"Your Highness is willing to guard the Northwest Theater for the Empire, and I hope the king will promise. Jubiano hesitated for a moment and said frankly.

"Northwest Theater of Operations?" King Nacini twitched the corners of his mouth, the other party's appetite was not small, and he was about to go to nearly one-third of the land of the Principality of Ian at once.

"In addition, His Highness wishes to retain the title of Duke," added Jubiano, "and as for the details, it will be necessary for the King to send an envoy to the city of Severa to consult." ”

"Envoy?" King Nacini grimaced, the other party was gaining an inch.

"This envoy must be an important person," Yubiano gritted his teeth and said, "Your Highness must sign a formal contract with him, otherwise it will ......"

"Otherwise, how?" asked King Nacini as he stood up, leaning forward slightly, and was full of oppression.

"Then it's a shot and a half. Jubiano looked up and looked at the Lion King, undaunted.

... (To be continued......)

PS: (First update.) ）