Dick and Mitt talked a lot about the current situation in the world, and Dick found that Mitt was actually very smart, knew how to draw inferences, and had a unique view of things, but he still lacked enough experience, which he had to make up for himself.

The conversation between the two lasted for several hours, and Dick added a lot of knowledge to Mitt, who also offered his own unique opinions on certain things, which made Dick refreshed. When Mitt left happily, it was already approaching dusk.

As the black mist rolled and the sky darkened, Dimihra appeared beside him, "Boy, is this your jihua?" she asked.

"There's no way, I can't get close to the shore on both sides of the eldest prince and the fourth prince. Dick shrugged helplessly.

"With this little point, you want to win over the two shili of the dynasty?" Dimihera frowned cutely.

Dick pursed his lips and said: "There will always be a chance to act when the opportunity arises, and the current Emperor Edward VII is also bound to go on the expedition to Faen, although he is seriously ill, but it may not be impossible to recover under the treatment of medicinal herbs and light magic." Maybe I can finish my Jihua while Edward VII is on the throne, and then what does it matter who the throne belongs to?"

At this moment, Dick heard a call from outside the door, "Lord Dick, Emperor Bixia has announced that you have entered the palace." ”

"Well, I'll be right now," Dick said, standing up and striding out the door, as Dimichra's form turned into a cloud of black mist and burrowed into his body.

As soon as he walked out of the door, the wind in the sky carried a large amount of ice and snow on his face, and the cold wind blew his cheeks painfully, and the servant on the side hurriedly handed over the cloak and hat. Dick put on his hat, wrapped his cloak around his body, and got into the carriage beside him.

The wheels creaked forward, leaving two deep snow marks behind them. After entering the carriage, it was finally warmer, Dick was in a good mood, and had time to look outside the car, but saw thousands of miles of ice and snow, and everywhere was covered in silver, white and expansive. The street lamps flickered dimly yellow, and there were few pedestrians, and even if they did, they hurried quietly wrapped in coats and cloaks.

The carriage finally reached the gate of the palace, and Dick got out of the carriage, and immediately the court attendants respectfully stepped forward to take the hat and cloak.

"Your Excellency, please. A court attendant stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture, and then walked forward first.

At that moment, Dick saw two men coming out of the palace, leading the way by the court attendants, and the body of the other man shrouded in a thick cloak of wind and snow, making it difficult to see the true face, and what caught Dick's attention was the emblem on his cloak, which was a shield under a crown, red and white, with a long knife and a sharp sword intertwined behind the shield. The sword was surrounded by a rose branch.

He had also seen the emblem on Macfarlane's clothing. It was the coat of arms of the Hughes Empire.

Dick was led by a court envoy to Edward VII's study, where two attendants stood at the door of the study took off his hat and cloak. Dick shuddered coldly, and hurried into the study.

As soon as I entered the room, it was much warmer, the fireplace opposite the study was burning with a roaring fire, the wood made a crackling sound, and the baking room was warm.

In the room, except for Edward VII, who sat in the first place, there were already two figures, their shadows flickering in the light of the fireplace. Dick had already recognized the two men, Prime Minister Macauran and Field Marshal Lupsas.

Seeing Dick's arrival, the two bowed slightly. Edward VII, who was pale, said, "Very well, everyone has arrived, and now we can discuss." ”

Dick's heart jumped slightly, listening to the meaning of Edward VII's words, now his identity, or his status in the heart of Emperor Bixia, is equivalent to that of the prime minister and marshal of the dynasty!

"There are two things. Edward VII said slowly, "The first thing is a small thing, the 'Octagon Athletic' is about to begin." ”

"Excuse me, Bixia, what is the Octagon Competition?" Dick asked casually, but he regretted it as soon as he said it, because everyone in the room looked at him in disbelief. This was very embarrassing for Dick.

There was silence in the room for a long time, and Marshal Lupsas coughed and said, "I remember that Duke Dick is the strength of the Dragon Knight rank, how could he not know about the 'Octagon Competition'?"

Although Dick is only a ninth-level dragon knight and magister, but he really makes a move, ordinary dragon knights and archmages are really not his opponents, if he borrows Dimihera's liliang again, then he will be the first person under the holy realm.

"I only recently broke through to the Dragon Knight Strength. To hide his embarrassment, Dick casually lied.

Lupsas suddenly said, "It's no wonder, and Duke Dick is so young, it's normal not to know the 'Octagon Athletic'." ”

"You've probably heard of the 'Grells Survival Race'. Prime Minister McCallan glanced at him and said.

"Of course I've heard that I'm the winner of the last survival tournament!" Dick said immediately.

"What?" McAllan was shocked, as a civilian official, he didn't pay much attention to the matter of survival games, so he didn't know the whole thing like Lupsas and Edward VII, he only knew that Dick was very young, and from his performance on the battlefield, he knew that he was a dragon knight powerhouse. But he never imagined that Dick would be so young!

Lupsas quietly nudged McCawran, which brought the prime minister back to his senses from the shock, and McAllan took a long breath and continued the previous topic: "Then please tell me, what is the 'Grells Survival Race' compared to?"

Dick replied, "It's about the strength, potential, and survivability of the younger generation of the three empires. ”

"That's right," McCallan laughed, "The 'Grells Survival Race' compares the younger generation of the three empires and compares the potential of the empire, while the 'Octagon Race' compares the older generation and compares the overall strength of the empire. ”

"Can you be more specific?" Dick asked.

Edward VII said: "The 'Eight Directions Competition' is a comparison of pure strength, and there is no age requirement, but the powerhouses of the Holy Realm disdain to participate in such competitions, and the contestants are generally the powerhouses of the dragon knight rank, and the three empires will each take out two artifacts from the treasury as prizes for the winners." The first place can pick three artifacts, the second place will have two, and the third place will have one. The venue of the tournament is also at the Grells Plains on the border of the three countries. Why? Does Duke Dick want to participate?"

"Back to Bixia, I'm really a little excited. Dick said calmly.

"Okay," Edward VII daxiao, "Young people are more honed and honed, and the emperors of the three major empires will be watching the battle when the 'Bafang Competition' is coming, and I look forward to your performance." ”

"Please rest assured, Bixia!" Dick saluted.

Edward VII said: "Okay, now what I want to say is another matter, there has just been a visit from the envoy of the Xius Empire, according to him, he is the person of Daniel, the Grand Prince of the Xius Empire. ”

"Emperor Antonio wants to depose the elder and make a prince named McFarlane emperor, and Daniel hopes that we can send troops to support him after Antonio's death. Dick's heart thumped hard,

"What do you think about this?" asked Edward VII.

McAllan was the first to stand up and said: "Wechen thinks that we shouldn't help him, because we don't know if this is a conspiracy, and the strength of the Xiusi Empire is now withering, if we have a plan to use troops directly against it, I believe that as long as it is not a soldier to Xiu Vanthal, the Crusaders will not come forward." ”

"Wechen doesn't see it that way!" Lupsas also said, "This is an opportunity for us, an opportunity to completely annex the Empire of Hus, or at least make it our vassal. ”

"Hmph" McCollan snorted coldly, "The rice should be eaten one bite at a time, and if you eat too much, you will have indigestion, doesn't the marshal know that our Miro is also in the cultivation period now?"

Lupsas retorted: "There are no absolutes in the world, as long as the timing is right and the method is right, it may not be impossible to annex Hughes in one go, it mainly depends on the political skill and the use of the army." ”

McAllan did not back down: "Does the marshal think that you can do all this with your skills? ”

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Edward VII frowned and listened to the war of words between the two old rivals, he pressed his hands and motioned for the two to stop arguing, and at the same time said, "Duke Dick, tell me what you think." ”

The way to persuade others is not to say too much, but to say appropriately, and Dick knows this very well

He said almost without hesitation: "Can't help Daniel!"

"First of all, we don't know if it's a conspiracy, and if it is, we're definitely falling into a trap. Secondly, if Antonio is so highly valued, how can this McFarlane be so important?Also, I think that our current great enemy is the despicable Faen, and if we waste our troops on the Theseus Empire, how can we send troops to Faen?"

The first two reasons were not very convincing, but Dick believed that Zuihou had one reason that Edward VII would have considered.

Sure enough, Edward VII fell into deep thought when he heard this, what he wanted to do most now was to send troops to Faen, a shame, if he wasted troops on the Xiusi Empire, what else to talk about sending troops to Faen?

Seeing that Emperor Bixia fell silent, Lupsas and Macauran immediately engaged in a war of words.

Dick looked at all this with a smile, but he couldn't help but worry in his heart, McFarlane, his most haode friend, was safe thousands of miles away?