Lord of Plenty

Kun glanced at the alchemical puppet that was still standing on the battlefield and had returned to its quiet state. The staff of the nearby arena were quickly cleaning up the corpses and blood on the battlefield.

The alloy with memory properties slowly crawled, and the pits on the puppet that were hit by the ghoul warrior with the pointed hammer disappeared little by little.

But it can still be seen that some parts recovered very slowly, especially the puppet's arms and some joints.

Kun, who probably guessed Catherine's so-called perfect preparation, sneered:

"If your so-called plan is to find someone to constantly attack the puppet's arm joints and remove the opponent's sword-holding hand, then I'm really shocked."

"No, how did you see that?"

Catherine looked incomprehensible.

She invited more than a dozen court warriors to discuss together, and finally judged that the seemingly powerful alchemical puppet had suffered irreparable damage in the battle with Sword Saint Dawn.

The so-called puppet must have a maximum service life limit from the moment it was born.

Because the wear of metal is irreversible.

Even memory metal can only delay the wear process a little.

Combat puppets are consumables, and they may be completely damaged in a battle.

This masterpiece from the legendary alchemist can survive so many battles and still stand.

But what is certain is that this puppet has been worn to the limit.

As the owner of the puppet, Walder saw that the situation was not good and was ready to end this visit, which undoubtedly proved this point of view.

This puppet has indeed been worn to the limit, and it can only last for one or two more battles!

Want to run?

They are not ready to let the other party go so easily.

Your visit was successful, but Dansu was left with only a mess, and his face was almost swollen.

The enemy king swaggered to the capital and made trouble right under the nose of the Thorn Royal Family.

They used all their means, but they couldn't even defeat a puppet, let alone force the accompanying magic saint to take action.

The Mage Saint only showed up on the first day of his visit, and then he left his own king and hid in his room without going out, letting the king run around in the enemy's capital alone without worrying at all.

What is this?

This is to ignore Dansu to the extreme, and he doesn't think that anyone in the huge capital has the strength to threaten his life!

No matter what the truth is, once this matter is spread, the public will think so, and it will become a fact.

If Wald returns to the country like this, Dansu will probably lose half of the war before it is even fought.

So in the past ten days, a steady stream of masters have been invited out of the capital by the second prince, and the third prince has been constantly asking Wald about the Mage Saint Valentina and the Saint's puppet.

Finally, she, the pearl of Dansu, will come forward to set the trap.

Winning is the best, but if you lose, it's just another nonsense of the princess who has never been serious.

It was just that she didn't expect that Walder would suddenly change the bet, and he was not going to stay in the capital anyway.

In other words, there was only one chance left!

So many great warriors who were loyal to the kingdom died, and so much effort and resources were spent, how could she be willing to give up just like that?

So no matter what, she would be there as scheduled for tomorrow's bet.

And she was very sure that she could win.

The puppet had experienced a series of battles, and the internal wear and tear could not keep up with the speed of recovery. Everything was ready, and it only needed a slight push.

She had already invited the first ring master of the Grand Arena, who was a great warrior who was stronger and more tenacious than the Ghoul King.

Among the masters in the capital, he ranked in the top three.

In addition, the saint's sword she took out from the royal treasury was enough to easily destroy the puppet's arm in battle.

Without the hands holding the sword, it was like a beast without teeth, and defeat was only a matter of time.

She was betting that the preparations they made were enough to be the last straw that crushed the opponent's saint puppet.

Walder was also betting that the puppet would not be destroyed so quickly.

Anything could happen at the gambling table.

But the person who dared not follow the bet would be the first to be eliminated.

But what Catherine couldn't understand was how Kun saw her plan.

He had just returned to the capital for one day, and he had only seen the battle on the stage once or twice.

Is this look so good?

"Ah, I see. It must be Lord Dawn who told you.

It seems that although Lord Dawn was injured in the previous battle, he has always been concerned about the final direction of the war and has a heart."

"Why did Dawn tell me this?"

Kun pointed to the silver-white pinky ring on his hand with a headache, "Take a good look, what is this?"

Catherine said tentatively:

"A ring? The design is pretty good, is there any problem?"

"It's a space ring."

"It's a space ring, it's not like I don't have one, what's there to show off?"

Kun rolled his eyes when he heard this, slapped his forehead, turned his head and said seriously:

"Let's talk about how to get me the certificate of the privateering license while your identity as Princess Dansu is still valid. It will be too late if it's too late."

"Let's talk about business, stop making trouble."

"Who is making trouble?"

Kun sighed lightly and said seriously:

"Think about who makes the space rings, craftsmen or mages?"

"Of course it's the alchemist, ah~~~, the legendary alchemist!"

Catherine swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, looking at the alchemy puppet under the stands in shock.

Could this thing still use precious space equipment to carry spare limb parts?

If so, it would be terrible.

All her previous preparations were just a joke. From the beginning of this gamble, it was not Wald who was going to be slaughtered and eaten.

It was her, Princess Dansu, Catherine!

"It's impossible. What good will it do to my third brother? If it damages the interests of the kingdom, my father will never let him go?"

Kun just glanced at Catherine, who looked puzzled, and said nothing.

Who can instruct a prince?

This answer is not too easy to guess.

The answers to many questions are clearly there, but people still don't give up and choose to turn a blind eye.

He is the same, staying quietly in the Lishu Courtyard for fifteen years.

It's not that he can't leave the courtyard, but no one wants him to leave.

"Instead of racking your brains to figure out what benefits this will bring to the third prince, it's better to think about why Walder chose you as the final bet, and what benefits will it bring to him?"

"Is he coveting my beauty?"

Kun turned and left without any hesitation.

Let this idiot go to Altria to be her princess.

It can also expand the business of the blue pills abroad, which is good.

"Don't go~, I'm your favorite cousin!"

Catherine grabbed Kun's arm tightly, crying, and she was almost crying.

"Let go, I have many cousins, if not a hundred, at least eighty, and you are not a big deal."

"Wow, you are so cruel!

I am still your important business partner in the capital. Even if we are not relatives, we are still friends. Do you treat your good friend like this?"

Kun corrected expressionlessly:

"Only half of it."

"A cold-blooded guy, more piercing and hurtful than the breath of an ice dragon.

Don't go, don't go, I was wrong.

Ah, I figured it out, Wald doesn't want to fight at all, the queen's people The election must be decided by the Holy See, and the concubine is his greatest sincerity! "

Kun stopped and said earnestly:

"Not only Walder doesn't want to fight this war, Dansu doesn't want to fight either, at least not now, today's year is too bad.

There are refugees everywhere, plague, heavy rain, and the nobles have no money and no people.

Even if the king orders the nobles to recruit troops, I'm afraid he can't even recruit many healthy farmers, right? "

The rain disaster that has continued since the beginning of the year has continuously weakened Dansu's national strength.

He visited the enemy's capital alone, and only sent a puppet to suppress the enemy country, so that Dansu understood that when the war started, they would lose more and win less, and there was only one way to choose.

Then he would settle for the second best and marry Dansu Mingzhu.

He gave the two countries an explanation and eliminated the war invisibly.

This is what the lord of Altria, who has always been regarded as "absurd", did, Walder Seola.

These interlocking means are just the tip of the iceberg. No one knows whether he has more tricks.

But all he did was not to drive people to death, leaving plenty of room.

In the end, no matter what the other party chooses, he will not lose.

And Dansu also responded to each move.

First, he recruited Dawn to suppress the momentum of the opponent, the Saint of Fa.

Then he sent several princes and princesses to constantly mediate and confront the other party.

It turned out that the ultimate goal of both parties was the same?

An unspoken alliance was reached, and everything became logical.

"Now, it's time for you to make a choice, to accept this long-awaited marriage between the two countries, or...

Struggle again?"

Kun chuckled.

Even if it was a poor butterfly trapped in a spider web, Kun would only choose to save those who were still struggling.

In his opinion, the gods had no right to make choices for others.

As a friend, he only needed to stand by her side unwaveringly.

"But do I really have a choice?"

Catherine smiled bitterly, the bitterness in her mouth constantly reminded her that now was the time for her to fulfill her royal duties.

There is no good thing in this world that only asks for something without giving back.

As a princess of a country, she is extremely honored, but she also has obligations that she must fulfill.

Even if she really doesn't want to get married, when she refuses, all the glory on her will no longer exist.

"Yes."

A resounding answer brought Catherine back to reality from her self-deprecating pessimism.

"You are lucky to have a half friend like me.

Now you just need to follow the most real thoughts in your heart to make a decision.

As for those messy consequences, I will help you solve them!"

When the young man in the fiery red robe said this, his expression was indifferent and his eyes were clear. He seemed to be able to handle the heavy burden of the sky falling calmly. Catherine was shocked to find that.

He...

was serious!