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Chapter 218 Are You Here To Declare War?

In mid-December, the post-war negotiations between the Rhine Union, the Kingdom of Danma, and the Kingdom of Piast were held in Hanma City.

This time the Rhineland League is led by Prince Rudolph, but he is only there as a signboard, and professional matters are handled by professionals.

In the Kingdom of Danma, Princess Margaret came in person. After redeeming the king's body, she will be Queen Margaret.

The Piast Kingdom kept a low profile, and a minister came to redeem the bodies of nobles who died in battle.

The main parties in the negotiations are the Rhine Alliance and the Kingdom of Danma. Now the Royal Mages and the coalition forces of the nobles of the Rhine Alliance are still occupying Flensburg in the Kingdom of Danma.

Frederick just asked Christian to look after his share of interests, and then ran to a manor in the west of the city.

After he bought the guild hall alliance, he still had a lot of spoils, so he used all of them to pick some connected farms, and then replaced some with others, and finally integrated them into a super-large manor to grow greenhouse vegetables.

Now he does everything he does. The manor is managed by Helmut's parents and younger brother. He studies under the guidance of Psyche every morning, tries to figure out calculus in the afternoon, and thinks about "inventing" at night. what.

After more than ten days like this, Christian came to the manor cautiously.

Frederick was practicing the basic skills of swordsmanship, turned his head to look at him, and asked calmly, "Failed?"

Christian nodded sadly.

Frederick said indifferently: "If you fail, you will fail. It's just a canal. I'm not the one to lose."

He was mentally prepared for the failure of this negotiation. After all, the canal area hundreds of kilometers long and 20 kilometers wide is not so easy to get.

Christian whispered: "They are willing to give you duty-free trading rights in all ports in the Kingdom of Danma."

Frederick continued to swing his sword while asking him, "How long is the time limit?"

Christian replied: "99 years."

Frederick thought for a while and said, "I agree in principle. You can go to Shupeiya to discuss how to squeeze out as much profit as possible."

Christian said again: "My lord, many people have invited you to the banquet recently, including Princess Margaret."

Frederick shook his head and continued to practice.

Now there are too many people in Hanma City who want to join him. I went to a reception before, and all kinds of braggarts lined up, and some people got into fights because they jumped in line.

So he doesn't care about world affairs now, those who want to join have passed the interview first, those who want to join the army will be in charge of Gerhard, who agreed to be the vice-principal of the military academy, and those who think they can show their talents in the business field will be checked by Shupeia, scholars and Professor Adam Let's talk, if you want to go to politics, go to Wessen State to take the public service exam. After passing one, Psyche, a humanoid polygraph, will take the second exam, and finally Frederick will take the third exam.

It's just that he didn't want to see anyone, so someone came to him on his own initiative.

"Let's try and compete."

Princess Margaret, who came uninvited, saw Frederick practicing, so she drew a slender rapier from her waist.

Frederick turned his head and glanced at Psyche depressedly, only she could let outsiders come here directly.

Psyche seemed particularly interested in the sky, looking up to study the nonexistent clouds.

"Just do it." Margaret shook her sword flower to familiarize herself with the feeling, and she looked decent, "Just treat this as a battlefield."

Frederick frowned slightly and looked at the other party carefully.

Margaret is about 16 years old this year. She is of average size. She wears a thick winter coat and can't see how she looks around her. From her long golden-red hair, she has northern blood.

Frederick looked at the weapon in her hand, then at his own, and sighed deeply.

Margaret was a little angry after seeing him sigh, and said angrily: "Are you looking down on me? Let me see what kind of person killed the king."

Frederick turned his head to look at a knight who came with Margaret. This man's strength may not be inferior to that of Richard Nall, and he said to him a little depressed: "You are Your Excellency Preben, I am I heard Master mentioning you, what do you say now?"

Margaret's anger level increased, and she said angrily to Frederick: "Are you looking down on me? If you want to fight Mr. Preben, you must win me first! If you win me, let me do it!" Anything is fine!"

Preben suddenly covered his face and said to Frederick: "Please also look at Mrs. Psyche... my sister and Richard Nall went to the Northland adventure with me, and do it lightly."

"Teacher!" Margaret stomped her feet angrily, "How do you say such things?!"

Psyche turned to Preben, "It's hard work, isn't it?"

Preben replied calmly, "The pay is good."

Psyche added: "But it looks like you didn't teach well."

Preben said helplessly: "There is nothing I can do about talent."

Psyche said: "It seems that you will be tired in the future, so it's better to change jobs."

"She's giving me a raise," replied Preben, primly.

"I see." Psyche nodded, "Yo, it's over."

When the two of them started chatting, Frederick struck first.

When Margaret saw Frederick rushing over, she immediately put on a stance, piercing his throat with the rapier in her hand.

The completion of this stab was extremely high, and she exerted the strength of her whole body to the maximum extent, and the aim was also accurate.

Margaret suddenly felt a pain in her hand, and the rapier was thrown away by Frederick's axe, and his face instantly appeared in front of her.

Frederick rushed up to the distance in front of Margaret, almost face-to-face, and knocked out her breakfast with an uppercut.

Before the human bodies of both sides reach an overwhelming advantage in either strength or speed, the side with heavier weapons has a greater advantage in hand-to-hand combat.

Recently, Frederick was learning to use a tomahawk. Firstly, he had to familiarize himself with the characteristics of this weapon so that he would know how to deal with enemies using this weapon. Secondly, he had at least mastered the basic skills.

The rapier worn by Margaret is quite beautiful, and this martial skill is also suitable for girls, but it is not enough in front of the axe.

"I...I fight with you!"

Her Royal Highness, who couldn't afford to lose, threw herself at Frederick, stretching out her hands to pinch his neck.

Psyche shook his head and said to Preben: "You are a teacher... a student can't afford to lose."

Preben looked at the blue sky and said calmly: "I will retire after a few years, and change my name by the way."

At this time Frederick came over and asked Preben suspiciously: "Are you here to declare war?"

Behind him, Marguerite was knocked to the ground, with a black eye and four horses hoofed with a belt.

Frederick was her father-killing enemy, so naturally she would not keep her hand, but it was agreed that she would not do anything heavy, so he had to be tied up.

Preben's face became ugly, and he hesitated for a while before saying: "Actually, we are here to seek cooperation, can you believe it?"

Frederick asked, "If you were me, would you believe it?"

Preben smiled awkwardly, rolled his eyes, and asked, "How about I let her wash it up and put it in your bedroom so you can vent your anger?"

Frederick rolled his eyes at him.

"Have you ever treated your future queen like this?" He frowned and said, "Is she fake?"

Preben's face suddenly became bitter, and he sighed and said, "There is no way, His Majesty Valdemar is gone, the Piast Kingdom was crippled by you, and those heretics are about to kill them."

(End of this chapter)