Chapter 101: negotiation

In the city of Seris, the Castle of the Grand Duke of Ailan Hill, will soon become a place of mortal sanctuary. A burly middle-aged man stood at the gate with his hands folded, smiling at the guard soldiers in front of him.

He was wearing a gorgeous robe, and every stitch and thread seemed to be luxurious. Just standing there in this ordinary way, this man can give others a strong sense of oppression, as if he was born superior, that is, people who need countless people to worship and look up to.

"The air here is really terrible." The man said with a smile on his face and a serious face, and said to the Ailan Hill Guard soldier who was cautiously guarding him: "But the weather is not bad, I don’t I like rainy days too much."

Seeing that the other party didn't intend to pay attention to himself, the man then introduced himself: "My name is Joseph Bakarov, and I hope to see Grand Duke Ailan Hill."

"The Grand Duke is very busy lately and there is no time to meet guests!" Pressing the pistol on his waist, the Guards soldier stared at the man who made him feel dangerous, and explained: "Please don't come near here, or I will shoot. Up!"

"The gun... is really a good name... Is the weapon on your city's head also called a gun?" Joseph Bakarov took two steps back to show that he was innocent, and continued to ask with a smile.

"That's an anti-aircraft gun! Sir! This is the first time you have come to Ailan Hill?" Because there are often people who come to Ailan Hill recently, the guard can only explain two more words to the other side.

If he kept it before, he wouldn't waste his saliva on such strangers. But because more and more people rushed to Ailan Hill, Chris also asked the guards to be more polite to the civilians who came to take refuge.

"Yes, I'm here for the first time." Joseph Bakarov nodded, and memorized two words that he was very interested in: "Guns, cannons... really interesting! So interesting Up!"

Feeling that the time was almost up, Joseph Bakaroff didn't mean to entangle the doorman anymore. He folded his smile with his hands on his back, and said to the guard soldier in front of him: "Go tell Grand Duke Ailan Hill Chris... the governor of the eastern province of the Holy Demon Empire, Joseph Bakaroff asks for help."

Hearing the words Saint Demon Empire, the surrounding soldiers moved their attention to this side. They subconsciously pressed the pistol around their waists, only to find that there was only one person on the other side, and they did not make any dangerous actions.

"I just came to chat with him, there is no other meaning, don't be so nervous." Bakaroff explained, just standing there, waiting for the guards to report.

Bakaroff came here for a very pure purpose this time. He was not prepared to use force. He just wanted to see the Grand Duke of Ailan Hill and see the weapons that mortals used to slay dragons with his own eyes.

In addition, he also wanted to chat with Frenzberg to discuss the changes in the mortal empire and the impact on the holy demons empire. In short, he is not here to fight, he is more like to beg for peace than to fight. It's just that this meeting was personally advocated by him, and it also carried his strong personal touch.

Chris upstairs is drawing a design drawing of a truck. After all, compared to the jeep used purely for transportation, the function of the truck is more powerful: with the truck, his troops can move steadily towards mechanization.

Just as he stretched and was about to rest for a few minutes, someone knocked on the door of the room. A waiter who had been renamed Secretary came in and reported a news that shocked Chris: "Your Majesty! A man who claims to be the Archon of the Eastern Province of the Holy Demon Empire is outside the castle and wants to see you..."

Chris was stunned for two seconds, and then he pondered for a few more seconds. Then he grabbed the phone on the table and said, "Hey! The attendant's room? Contact Frenzberg and Dessel, Let the two of them come to the meeting room."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at the waiter at the door again, and then ordered: "Let the guards on duty gather and stand by in the conference room!"

Although Chris had won several battles in a row, he still remained afraid of the mysterious Holy Demon Empire. He didn't dare to be careless, because he didn't want to die under someone else's sneak attack.

This time, if he does not call Frenzberg, it is obviously inappropriate. After all, the arrival of the Holy Demon Empire and Frenzberg's presence is definitely useful.

But Chris didn't dare to take the risk. Although Frenzberg seemed to be a very reliable fighting force, when facing the people of the Holy Demon Empire, Chris was still worried that Frenzberg would suddenly turn back.

A great magician is relatively easy to deal with, but if there are two, it is more dangerous. So Chris assembled his own guard, at least these soldiers can play the role of **** in the crisis.

He cautiously called twice as many guards as they occupied most of the meeting room. These guards waited here with big eyes and small eyes, guarding Chris, Frenzberg and Dessel in the middle.

Joseph Bakarov was brought into this conference room by the waiter, and then he was taken aback by the crowds in front of him: "So many people?"

In Joseph Bakarov's opinion, he had come to negotiate with Grand Duke Ailan Hill as a very sincere gesture. Since it is a negotiation, it should be conducted in a convenient and confidential place. But now, there are at least thirty guards in front of him who have drawn their pistols and carried them in their hands...

In fact, he overlooked that for a mortal, the magician itself is the most dangerous weapon, and how to prevent it cannot be overstated. Because in Chris's imagination, there are infinite possibilities for magicians.

For example, the magician Doctor Strange in the Marvel Universe can easily break the space. For example, the magicians in the novel can even summon meteorite to destroy a city...

"These are my most loyal followers, so I don't mind if they hear our negotiations." Chris replied with a smile.

Nodded, Joseph Bakarov, who came alone, decided to go to the countryside and respect Chris' decision... Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be surprised: For many years, he has never had an ant-like mortal. An attitude called respect?

"Mr. Frenzberg!" Nodded to Frenzberg, and after a greeting, the consul Joseph Bakaroff, who had never put mortals in his eyes, rushed directly to the conversation. The theme: "Your weapons are very interesting. I, or the Holy Demon Empire, are very interested in them. We want these weapons. Let's make a condition."

"Are you interested in our weapons? To use them against the Eternal Empire?" Chris asked, leaning on the back of his chair, with his chin held high.

After hearing this question, Archon Joseph Bakarov did not immediately answer. Instead, he turned his gaze to the Grand Mage Frenzberg: "Did you reveal all this to mortals?"

"This is the country I will be loyal to for the rest of my life, why can't I say it?" Frenzberg said with a smile. He used to be the great magician of the Holy Demon Empire, and his status was not lower than that of a consul, so he didn't care about the irritation in the opponent's eyes.

"Okay! Actually, it doesn't matter what you said." Shrugging his shoulders, Bakaroff said indifferently: "Since you already know about the eternal empire, then explain all this more."

Having said this, he looked at Chris, and continued: "The Eternal Empire is a magical empire that is stronger than the Holy Demon Empire. The Holy Demon Empire is not the greedy and decadent country of evil in the eyes of mortals, but a country that helps mortals block it. The great kingdom of all disasters."

"Hey! The big flag is much more powerful than me! The title of'Dragon Slayer Warrior' on my side hasn't been played yet, you shameless group of self-proclaimed'Human Guards'?" Chris sneered in his mind. .

But he didn't show it, just waved his hand and said, "Since you have not sent more dragon knights to grab these weapons, it means that you don't want the existing weapons in our hands, but hope that we can help the Holy Demon Empire Develop a brand new weapon."

"Tell me, what kind of weapon do you want?" Chris looked at Bakaroff and asked word by word: "Let me guess, it shouldn't be one kind?"

"You guessed it! As long as you give us everything we want, cooperate with us, and hand over everything you know, I can let the past go and let Ailan Hill continue to exist." Bakaroff said: " In addition, the area of ​​the Arante Empire north of the Fallen River can be given to Ailan Hill."

"Hahahaha!" Chris suddenly laughed when he heard this, as if he had heard some super funny joke: "I want it, I will fetch it myself! Use the meat on my plate as a bargaining chip Give it to me, just want the weapons and equipment in my hand? Mr. Bakarov Archon, you... are you afraid that you haven't woken up yet?"

Unexpectedly, Bakaroff didn't jump like Chris thought. He smiled and kicked the ball back in front of Chris: "If you feel that the conditions are not enough, you can make your own conditions, so you don't need to get angry. "

Chris was choked and did not speak for a long while. After he replied, he said, "I want the Kingdom of Higgs! Arante! And the eastern provinces under your jurisdiction!"

"A very reasonable request..." Barcroft nodded, and then refused: "Unfortunately, this is beyond what I can give you...so I can't agree to your request."

"You can bargain, don't rush to refuse!" Chris is now selling now and returning Bakaroff's words back to Bakaroff——

The fifth one is offered, and today the outbreak is over.