Rumba put a ball of roast meat into his mouth and looked at him steadily, making Tails uncomfortable for a moment.

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"You're a little more relaxed than I thought. ”

The Grand Duke said slowly.

Tails sighed.

"Perhaps," he said, as he walked over to the table and climbed into his chair and sat down, "but I can't think of any other expression in the face of an enemy who owes me hundreds of lives and blood...... Even anger seems superfluous. ”

Rumba picked up a wooden wine glass and poured it into his mouth, his Adam's apple surging in his swallow.

The Grand Duke put down the wine glass, wiped the wine flowing out with the back of his left hand, grabbed a piece of hind leg meat, and took a bite.

"According to the news that came from the stars...... You really don't look like a seven-year-old. ”

"When life isn't easy, you have to learn to mature early. Tails shrugged.

"Eat, good venison," Rumba pushed a plate of roasted meat over, "the prince of the stars cannot starve to death in my barracks." ”

Tails looked at the rude-style roast and frowned.

"You guys are very kind, and the reverse shock is really beyond my expectations," Lombard said coldly:

"Who made this decision? Maybe I should reward him and ruin all my years of planning. ”

"You. Tails pulled the plate in front of him, drew his dagger without raising his head, and began to cut the meat.

Rumba raised his eyebrows.

"It's your decision, Your Excellency," Tails said calmly, cutting the venison, "you killed half of us on the first day I stepped into the border of Exeter...... Forcing us to choose only one path that is most unfavorable to you. ”

"How long have you been standing here every day looking at the fortress across the street, two weeks, three weeks?"

"I guess it's not easy to sustain more than 10,000 people with supplies and food?" Tails shrugged, "I'm really worried about the Black Sand Collar's finances. ”

He picked up a thumb-sized piece of venison and put it in his mouth.

Tastes good.

Rumba stopped eating and drinking, and he looked straight at Tails, his eyes full of fierceness.

"You know," said the Grand Duke slowly, "I had intended to spare your life, and it would be enough to kill the people around you." ”

Tails frowned.

His venison wasn't cut well.

"But we've run into the Magic Gun Force...... That level of attack," Tails snorted lightly, and he began to cut off a piece of flesh, "I want my life." ”

"It was an accident. Rumba said lightly.

"Accident......" Tails laughed angrily, he put down the dagger in his hand: "You ...... magic gun"

But he was stunned.

Wait a minute.

Putile said that Rumba did not go crazy.

To put it this way......

Tails looked at Rumba in a daze.

Could it be said.

"Was that an accident?" Tails asked incredulously.

"It was an accident. Rumba rested his arms on the table, his eyes burning.

Tails closed his eyes and let out a deep breath.

Half a day.

"You didn't send out a force of magic guns. Tails opened his eyes, affirmatively.

"I didn't. Rumba put down his glass and shook his head slowly.

"You didn't intend to kill me, either. Tails continued.

"I didn't. Rumba's eyes burned.

Tails gritted his teeth.

"I see. He exhaled and laughed out loud, "There is someone else who commands the Magic Gun troops. ”

Rumba had no reason to kill himself from beginning to end.

The Magic Gun Unit is an uncontrollable weapon of destruction...... No matter how stupid he is, he won't use this kind of thing against me.

Tails sighed.

Rumba grabbed the wooden plate of venison, pulled it in front of him, and grabbed a piece of meat.

"You're a lot smarter than I thought. Rumba's face was ugly, he put the meat into his mouth, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "You understand the reason why we met here."

"yes, I see. Tails wiped the dagger with his sleeve, inserted it back into his waist, and sighed: "It's just that I really didn't expect that the famous Grand Duke of Black Sand, the magic spear unit under his command, was easily deceived into commanding. ”

Rumba suppressed his anger: "That officer's name is Hardy, he has been in charge of training my magic gun unit since three years ago, and the commander of the unit fell ill in bed this morning, he is only temporarily in charge. ”

"How is he?" said Tails silently.

"After the trumpet of retreat sounded, he still gave the order for a second shot, but immediately some soldiers questioned his order," said Rumba gloomily, "and Hardy immediately committed suicide by slitting his neck without hesitation...... We're still looking at who is behind him. ”

"This also explains why you have sounded the trumpet of retreat in a hurry. Tails sneered: "Even the command can fail...... Sorry, I really don't know what to use at this time. ”

The Grand Duke of Rumba pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

"Their goal should be to kill me by your hand, or to use my death to calculate you. Tails sneered: "I think the latter is the majority, and my enemies are all in the country." ”

"The higher you stand," Rumba said silently, "the more enemies there will be." ”

"So, the sudden accident also made you thwart your plans," Tails snorted, "Were you going to humiliate me and see if the fortress would shake?"

Silent.

Rumba opened the rye wine bottle next to him and filled his empty glass.

"I hate to say that, but King Kessel made a good move, and he pushed you out," said the Grand Duke of Rumba calmly, "and when you step into my barracks, I will never again be able to take the fortress and the north." ”

"And the oath he made in the Fuxing Palace is equivalent to using the ownership of royal power to create a pair of armor for you," Lombard raised his wine glass and said silently: "If you die in Exeter, no matter who does it, the bordering Black Sand Collar will only suffer." ”

"So, as soon as you find that you can't take the Broken Dragon Fortress, and you find that someone is actually eyeing you, you will immediately change your posture and try to win me over, right?" Tails said coldly.

Rumba took a sip of wine with an expressionless face and said, "Kessel's oath has dispelled the desire of some people to take your life, but it has also aroused the ambition of others to take your life. ”

"Today's magic gun is just the beginning—we have a common enemy lurking in the shadows, whether it's for the throne of Exeter or the throne of the stars," the voice of the Grand Duke of Black Sand was steady and solemn, "From the moment you stepped into Exeter, the Northland, our interests were bound together. ”

"Yes," Tails lowered his head, his voice steady and indifferent, "that my death in Exeter is not a good thing for either of us. ”

"I will send two thousand men, led by Kambida, my most trusted vassal, to escort you to Longxiao City," Grand Duke Lombard's expression softened a little, "you will go directly to the territory of the Walton family—the King's messenger is already waiting for you." ”

"But my men died on the battlefield, and they stood in front of me one by one, pierced by knives, by swords, by spears," Tails looked up, his face gloomy: "Your people have also been killed by us. ”

Rumba closed his eyes and groaned for a moment.

Tails stared at him with a blank expression.

"Those fighters...... Neither my soldiers nor your subordinates will die in vain, they will die as they deserve," Rumba opened his eyes: "It is because of their efforts that we can understand each other, sit here, and make difficult choices for the future fate of our two countries...... Even if it's incredibly difficult. ”

"We are not enemies in the first place, and hostility on the battlefield is only forced by the situation," Rumba said softly, "for the sake of the future, for the sake of such senseless bloodshed today, we should leave behind the grudges of the past, and it is rightly so." ”

"War is all about peace, isn't it?"

Tails suddenly laughed.

"Well said, Your Excellency. He chuckled with an uncertain expression: "There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests." ”

"As you say, from now on we have no reason to be enemies of each other. The Grand Duke nodded and raised his glass, "You have eaten my venison, and according to the customs of the Northlands, you are my guest." ”

"It's the best rye wine," Rumba said, pushing his glass over with a deep gaze, "and according to Northland custom, when we drink the same wine, we are allies." ”

"From manpower, intelligence, resources, and financial resources, I will provide you with everything that is convenient in Exeter, and our enemies will not stand a chance. Archduke Rumba nodded: "Until you leave Exeter and return to the stars." ”

"Even until you ...... someday"

Rumba gave a strange look: "Coronation as king." ”