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The long wait consumed the patience of the Salander negotiating team and the will to win when it had just arrived,

In the afternoon, a general of Vecchia wearing a red cloak and delicate armor came in from outside and handed a letter to the Sky Priest Parschena, who was only an assistant to the negotiating team, which was a handwritten letter from Vecchia Falcon, which welcomed the arrival of the negotiating team, but due to the busy military affairs, it was agreed that the negotiations would be held in three days.

This made the Salander negotiating team in an uproar, although the other party said it was very subtle, but the meaning contained in it was not friendly, at least not very friendly, the head of the negotiation team was the third prince Harris, and Vichia Falcon handed over the letter of changing the time to the sky sacrifice Parschena, it was obvious that he was telling the sù negotiating team, Lao Tzu did not have time, the reason why he chose three days later, it was the face of the sky sacrifice Parschena, as for you, if you are not sincere, please go back!

This is a naked slap in the face! The roaring foreign minister, Duke Ketuson, almost fainted in anger, three days is enough to decide a lot of things, at least the third highness Harris, who has seen the strong and heroic appearance of the Vekia army, does not think that the immaculate city of Saletek can withstand the sharp edge of the Vecchia Falcon in three days,

Under the name of the first general in the mainland, there are countless ruined fortresses. The fortified city of Leming was only held for a morning, and then had to choose to surrender to preserve the last of its dignity

The words "busy with military affairs" in the other party's mouth sound like saying, "Don't worry, wait until I take Saletek City!" This kind of hidden threat is far more shocking and dazed than explicitly saying that they will beat you

In the end, it was the Sky Priest Parschena who personally intervened, and only then did the relationship with the Grand Duchess Guò Nilai re-set the time at noon tomorrow, during which the third prince Harris, in the name of the Salander negotiating group, proposed a proposal to the Vikyans.

It is hoped that the Venerable Duke of Falcon will be able to spare a little precious time in his busy schedule to consider meeting with the chief and deputy of the negotiating team to determine the most basic content of the negotiation

In fact, this is a kind of temptation, Harris wants to see the attitude of the Vecchian people towards the armistice negotiations, and the Vekia general in charge of the contact quickly sent a reply, the Grand Duke of Falcon is very interested in meeting with the chief and deputy of the negotiating team, but due to the confidentiality of the content of the meeting, this meeting is limited to the chief and deputy

The reply from the Wikians relieved the struggling Prince Harris

"Fortunately, from the current point of view, the Wikibians still have the will to end this war, as for the cost, there is no need to think about it, no matter how embarrassing the conditions are, it is better than being breached in Kyoto!"

The evening sunset shines on the beautiful Tariq Bay, the turquoise sea shines in the golden sun, the blue waves float, the yellow sand shines, next to the turquoise coast, like a golden spot, a towering white lighthouse stands high on the coast, the tower body in the blue sky, it appears to be distinct, and the sunset shines from the sky on the water, on the beach, on the cliff

The third prince Harris came to the parlor early, because it was a formal meeting, he and his deputy, the Duke of Foreign Affairs, got into a carriage specially arranged by the Vikyan guards, and came to a villa located not far from the center of the city, which is the private residence of the Duke of Falcon, and there are strict guards along the way.

From the position where he sits, the neatly arranged white houses and towers in the city seem so familiar and unfamiliar, the city of Saletke was once the territory directly governed by the royal family, for this kind of inconspicuous small city, His Royal Highness the third prince in the past, naturally did not need to pay attention to this kind of remote town,

But when he saw it today, he suddenly found that the geographical location of this small city is so important, it is close to the sea and land, connecting the north and the south, it can really be described as the best development port, the warm sea breeze blows a noisy port downtown sound, black dots are all over the streets, and the piles of shops are densely packed from the port to the inner city, the port is lined with sails, and more than ten huge merchant ships are leaving the port slowly and orderly

"This is probably the legendary ship that goes to the north for free!",

Prince Harris sighed lightly in his mouth, his face was calm, as if he had long forgotten that the purpose of his coming was to negotiate, and his handsome and fair face was full of a faint sense of loss,

It is said that more than 6,000 people go to the north every day through this route, while less than 600 people choose to go to Kyoto, a huge gap undoubtedly shows that the Salande Kyoto has slipped sharply in the hearts of most Salander people, just like the slowly setting sun in front of them, and is about to sink into the completely dark horizon

"Stand upright!"

There was a sound of neat footsteps at the door, and the guards standing in the doorway straightened up, their faces became heavy and stern, and there was a cold smell in the air, and their right hands were placed on their chests with great respect, and their eyes looked straight ahead, as if welcoming a great king

"Whew!" Harris hurriedly got up from his seat, his calm face suddenly turned a little pale, he could feel that the invincible Vecchia Falcon was approaching, and every movement of his footsteps was like a drum beating in his heart,

The air in the room suddenly became tense, and although there was a warm fire in the room, it still made people feel a chill coming out of the tail vertebrae, which was not physical, but cold oozing from the heart and bones

This is a legend. Wise and fierce, a super genius who rises like a hurricane in the southwest of the continent, rules an increasingly powerful kingdom and leads an invincible army, any of which is enough to make him the idol of the young nobles of the continent, not to mention his terrifying title of glory

"The Falcon on the Throne!, the public enemy of the famous generals of the continent, the vulgar monarch, the whip of the immortals, the merchant emperor, and a series of nicknames that make people cry!

If there had been any criticism of this young undefeated god of war before, the series of defeats in the northern campaign of Salander, the death of tens of thousands of main forces in less than a month, the surrender of the army, and the loss of half of the country, are enough to prove how ridiculous the previous blind and arrogant optimism and ignorance were