Chapter 49: Countervail
The atmosphere of negotiation in the Hall of Heroes began to become delicate.
"A war of revenge?"
"Attacking the stars?"
Archduke Leco, who was sitting at the rectangular table, looked at him slightly, and his hands moved slightly.
"So, that's why you spread rumors before the arrival of the Stellar Mission, trying to play up the feud between King Nun and the Stellar Prince," the corners of Archduke Raiko's mouth pulled up slightly, "and the reason to blame the Spine for the king's death." β
"I'm tired of repeating," Rumba glanced at him, his tone cold, "It's not a rumor. β
Not exactly.
He stared silently at the four Grand Dukes.
"And then?"
Trudida gave a funny smile: "Do you think the whole of Exeter will believe you? hot-headed and going to war at any cost?"
"War always has a priceβI remember it was the motto of some Imperial family. β
"Nantop," Archduke Ronnie raised his gaze and said slowly, "war must have a price." β
Rumba left the side of Archduke Alesio and turned to Trudida and Ronnie, his expression cold and resolute, and his tone unmistakable.
"They will believe it," said the Grand Duke of Black Sand decisively, "The missing Prince of the Stars is in my hands, so I might as well let him disappear forever." β
"And I still hold the heir of the House of Arrond - as a current criminal in the assassination of the king. β
Grand Duke Auretheus couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he thought of that special boy.
"Even the heir of the White Eagle Family ......," Grand Duke Wei Lanling narrowed his eyes: "It's really well prepared." β
Rumba ignored the faint sarcasm in his words.
"Even if we don't have these chess pieces," the Grand Duke's cold gaze swept over the others, "as long as we have your endorsement, we can mobilize our divisions in the name of the righteousness of the king's hatred, and cast the anger of the whole nation on the starsβthey are the ones who tore up the Fortress Peace Treaty." β
The four Grand Dukes tacitly did not speak.
"The mourning army is heading south, we will mobilize the most abundant troops since the Battle of Radiance, the five of us plus Longxiao City and Fengzhao City, and seven or more Grand Dukes will reunite under our banner. β
Rumba took a step forward and slowly raised his right hand, his voice muffled.
"And the Kingdom of the Stars?"
"Their northern borders are unstable, their fortresses are empty, and their troops are scarce," Rumba's eyes became more and more terrifying, as if he saw the future he envisioned: "The most powerful army in the world, rolling forward in the fire of vengeance, neither the fortress nor the northern border can be stopped, and we will be as strong as a bambooβas strong as the Eternal Star City, and it is not impossible to see it." β
Grand Duke Trudida coughed softly:
"What does this have to do with taking Longxiao City?"
Rumba looked back.
"War will change everything," he said lightly, the coldness in his tone couldn't help but shudder even if the four grand dukes who had been in high positions for many years heard it: "Including the vassals under the Walton family." β
Hearing this, Grand Duke Auretheus sighed softly.
"If you avenge the Lord," Charman Rumba clenched his fists, "for the sake of reason, public and private, Longxiao City and Fengzhao City must be the main force of the Southern Expeditionary Army." β
He slowly turned around and faced the empty gun rack on the fireplace, his eyes burning with inexplicable emotion: "We are the leaders of the coalition - and the stubborn nobles of Longxiao City and Fengzhao City will only decline or even wear out along with their armies in the war, and the Walton family's bargaining chips will be lost from now on. β
Grand Duke Ronnie frowned fiercely.
"When we return triumphantly with the prestige and the gains we lost twelve years ago......," Lombard said coldly, "they will no longer be a problem." β
"They won't stand a chance against you. β
"At that time, who else dares, who else can, and who else will point fingers at Longxiao City and Fengzhao City under your joint rule?"
"Even the Prime Minister of Lisbane could not dispute that he was no longer Prime Minister at that time. β
"When everyone acquiesces to the situation, when Walton's orphan daughter dies young, no one will remember the Walton family except historians. β
Rumba turned around abruptly, and his tone was categorical:
The oath of condominium was still in force, but the signatories became the eight Grand Dukes. β
Just like the eleven signatures on the oath of co-governance, the signatures of Tan and other famous families are still there, but they have disappeared forever from history. β
"But we in Exeter can only get stronger. β
The hall fell silent.
Rumba silently waited for a reply from the Grand Dukes.
He knew that this was a good sign: the Grand Dukes knew that his plan was feasible.
It's just that......
"You know, it's an interesting offer. Trudida shook her head.
"Hey!" Archduke Ronnie interrupted him unhappily, "what you are talking about is the abolition of a sacred territory since the founding of Exter!
"Then go to the she-dragon and say," Rumba replied coldly, "maybe it will fly down and fight for Walton." β
Ronnie's face suddenly turned angry.
"Watch the wording, Charman," Archduke Leco frowned, "that honorable lady just arrived last night. β
Rumba's face changed.
"Dear lady?" he said mockingly
"Except for the mascot on that flag," Archduke Rumba pointed out the window, his eyes grim: "That dragon has been nothing to us for six hundred years. β
"Its mission is nothing more than to be vigilant against the return of the calamity. β
"It doesn't care if Exeter lives or dies!"
The faces of the four Grand Dukes all became very unsightly.
"Let's get back to the subject," Trudida coughed and exhaled:
"I have to say, bold layout, quite ambitious plan. β
"But we can ditch you and do it ourselves," he smiled again, "and maybe take the ownerless Black Sand Collar under our command." β
Grand Duke Ronnie laughed angrily: "Good idea. β
"Give us a reason, Charman, a reason to have you included. The Grand Duke of the Rebuilding Tower whistled.
Rumba narrowed his eyes.
"If you are going to stubbornly push the death of King Nunn on my head," said the Black Sand Fair, "you will lose the excuse to attack the stars, lose the name of rallying the whole country, lose the geographical advantage of going south to the stars through the Black Sand Territory, and thus lose the great opportunity to wash Longxiao City with war, lose the expansion of the territory, and lose the excellent opportunity to deter those who do not submit." β
"Don't forget, whether it's the Prince of the Stars or the Arends, it's all in my hands. β
"I have also lost the way to turn the current chaos into a good situation," he said, "and the only opportunity to lay out for his own stability and for Exeter's strength." β
The other Grand Dukes looked at each other.
"But what about you, Chaman?" Trudida turned her head sideways with a sly smile, staring at Rumba with a subtle expression.
"You must have a plan, right? I don't believe such a big game of chess, you just want us to endorse you and get away with it?"
Rumba frowned.
"I guess," Trudida chuckled, the teasing meaning in her eyes growing, "the king?"
Grand Duke Ronnie snorted.
But to their surprise, Rumba's brow relaxed.
"No," he said lightly, nonchalantly, "Jointly raise the position of king, you go and fight, I don't care." β
"In fact, I don't care who is the king at all. β
The four Grand Dukes were stunned in unison.
"Aletheau, Ronnie, Leco, even if Trudida is the king of the co-lifting, I don't have a problem. β
Trudida snorted: "Why did you list me after 'even'?"
Rumba looked at his expression and shook his head lightly in his heart.
"As long as you promise to send troops and win this battle for Exeter...... I can pay a lot of price you can't imagine. β
"I can give up even the Black Sand Collar," said the Grand Duke of Black Sand softly, "Alesio and Trudida, if you are not at ease, take it and divide it equallyβif it strengthens your will." β
As soon as these words came out, the room was quiet for a full five seconds.
"What?" said Aletheus of the Willan in disbelief, "you want to ...... Give up the Black Sand Collar?"
Trudida seemed to have forgotten even a smile, he just frowned and stared at Rumba tightly.
No way.
The kiss-killing beast in front of you......
Is there really only the Grand Duke of Black Sand who cares?
"I have only one condition," he said the Grand Duke of Black Sand decisively and firmly, "and when we win the war, I only need the northern border, and even the land around Hanbao." β
"Hold the southern border for Exeter. β
"I won't bother you again. β
All the Grand Dukes were stunned.
Half a day.
"I don't understand," Archduke Ryco exhaled deeply, sighing, "what kind of lord would give up his family heirloom?"
Of course you don't understand.
Rumba said silently.
But if any one of them understands......
"What do you say?
Rumba said lightly: "Ensure that Exeter returns to stability, and from now on gets rid of the shackles of royal power, and even strengthens himself, and even has the opportunity to win the stars......"
A fire of ambition burned in his eyes: "Right in front of you." β
Rumba waited quietly for a response from several people.
The faces of the Grand Dukes began to surge.
"What do you think?" said Aletheus, looking at the other three, grim faces.
The Grand Dukes looked at each other, and Trudida even whispered into the ear of the Grand Duke of Leco.
Aletheus's expression kept changing, and Archduke Ronnie stabbed coldly from time to time.
Rumba stood silently to the side, looking at a dragon spear flag in the clouds on the wall.
He knew that maybe that was the final resolution.
The moment that will determine Exeter's future.
Finally.
After a few minutes, the four Grand Dukes nodded in tacit agreement at the same time.
They raised their heads in unison, looking at the Grand Duke of Rumba with different expressions.
Rumba also turned his head and looked back at them solemnly and solemnly.
Trudida blinked, Auretheus sneered, and Ronnie was expressionless.
But Rumba just stared at one person, the oldest guy.
Grand Duke Leco stared at Rumba silently.
A few seconds.
Finally, a smile finally appeared on the old duke's stingy face: "Not a bad idea, Chaman." β
"It's also a very creative 'deal'. β
Charman Rumba smiled.
It's like seeing the dust settle and hearing the hammer strike.
Until Archduke Leco, with his usual smile, spoke softly as usual:
"So ......"
"We refuse. β
Rumba's expression froze on his face.
ββββ
Tails stood silently in the courtyard belonging to Slys, pondering as he watched the people around him clean up the scene - if Slacles's "liaison" was true, they would have to get out of here as soon as possible before Rumba knew it.
"Do you have an answer?"
A voice came.
"Well," the prince nodded slightly, and turned his head back again, not looking behind him, "what about you, Putira?"
The Vice-Envoy of the Stars came to his side and stood still, frowning as the two white-bladed guards pushed the flower-tied Slais onto the carriage.
"To be honest," Putile sighed, "I don't quite understand what Srice just said. β
"Why would Rumba think that Exter's biggest threat is in ......"
Tails shook his head.
"It doesn't matter," said the prince calmly, his eyes misty, "believe me, Rumba has a good reason, so good that even the four scheming Grand Dukes have to be convinced. β
Putile frowned, "You know?"
"I don't know," Tails shrugged, "just understood." β
"And what are you going to do?"
Tails raised his head and looked at the sky in the Northlands with a complicated expression.
"Do you remember what I said before I left," the prince said lightly, "the strongest chess piece in both camps?"
Putile raised an eyebrow.
"Charman Rumba," Putile curled his lips slightly, his tone a little hesitant, obviously not convinced: "There is still ......"
"Your Highness?"
Tails glanced at him.
"I'm not kidding. β
"I've confirmed this even more after listening to Sless's words just now," Tails showed a wry smile: "Rumba is simply too powerful, and it's too terrifying." β
Putirai pursed her lips.
Tails lowered his head and said silently: "I have seen the four Grand Dukes: the old-fashioned Aulesio, the cunning Trudida, the resolute Ronnie, and the old and strong Leco, the four of them stand together, it is simply difficult to parry. β
Putile nodded.
However, the prince exclaimed, "But do you believe it......"
"They faced Charman Rumba. β
"It's just going to be eaten clean. β
"There won't be even bones left. β
Putile gave a thoughtful expression.
"Putira," said Tails quietly, "will you follow me?"
Putile raised an eyebrow: "You have to ask again? really?"
Tails shrugged: "It's going to be a little crazy next. β
Putirai frowned: "Is it what I thought......?
"Believe it or not, Putira," Tails sighed, smiling reluctantly, "I figured it out: I was the only one who could compete with him on that unique battlefield." β
Putile looked surprised.
"No, this ......," the deputy envoy frowned slightly, and asked softly, "why? What are you going to rely on to fight against the rumba?"
The next second.
Tails turned his head and smiled in a friendly way.
The prince showed a mouthful of tender teeth to Putile:
"Goldfinger. β
He turned decisively.
Leaving Putilai with a dazed face.
Tails walked to the side of the carriage, looked at the immobile Slys, and smiled softly.
The other man shrugged at him.
Tails motioned for Rolf, who was guarding him, to leave.
"It's not very comfortable," Tails sighed, looking at Rolf's back, "Your Excellency the Marquis." β
Slys, who had a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth, winked at him, seemingly helpless.
Tails nodded solemnly.
"So I'm going to do one thing for you next β to make amends. β
Shreis's eyes showed confusion.
I saw the prince's eyes showing determination and determination.
In the next second, the doubt in Slais's eyes turned into shock.
"Catch me," Tails' voice rang out without wavering, "Send me to Valhalla." β
"Return it to Rumba's hands. β