Late at night, a fire was lit on Iwo Jima.

The appearance of the Conqueror Iskandar is indeed a bit funny, the brown cloak has been cut into strips of rags, his bearded face is covered with a layer of bandages, only his nose and eyes are exposed, but his emotions are still bold, making the people around him The boy covered his face--

The king I serve is really an idiot.

"It's nothing! I just suffered some minor injuries, and I will recover in a few days! But this time, I would like to thank you two, that Vlad III is so bold that he dared to tear up the non-aggression treaty just after he signed it!"

The King of Conquerors yelled loudly, drinking heavily even though he was a wounded man, no wonder he died so early in his lifetime.

Fortunately, those crew members have been dealt with by Medea, otherwise the troubles will continue, at least the destroyer King Conqueror must be taken.

After complaining in his heart, Rosen didn't bother to talk to him. He nodded and got straight to the point: "Your Majesty Iskandar, may I ask how you were injured?"

"Hahaha, there is no need to mention such trivial matters. The king will inevitably be injured if he charges forward." The conqueror's heroic laughter concealed a bit of slyness, and he put his glass away, "I think the most important thing should be how to punish Romania Attacking the king with Germany is tantamount to declaring war, right!"

"Of course." Rosen nodded with a wry smile.

"Is tearing up the treaty tantamount to the hostility of mankind?"

"Correct."

"That's easy to talk about." The King of Conquerors slapped his thigh and laughed loudly: "The two countries declared war on Macedonia and became the enemy of mankind. According to the treaty, all countries should support my revenge! As a king, how can you swallow your anger! ?”

This guy... really looks like a lion on the outside, but on the inside like a fox, he can actually involve national interests.

Rosen felt a bit pained, how could the world-famous emperor be fooled at will like a reckless man, but what could he do?

The matter of slapping him in the face cannot be done, and the matter of killing the two kings must not be announced, otherwise he will start in Nihong.

The best way is to kill this Conqueror!

Rosen seemed to be addicted to killing the king, and a trace of murderous intent emerged, but Ying Zheng immediately clenched the hilt of his sword. It was in Daqin's interest to kill a difficult opponent on the road to hegemony.

The 'Wang Concubine' stood up from her kneeling seat, her thin body stood in front of the King of Conquerors, this usually GAY boy with wide eyes, looked a bit like El-Melloi II.

But a big hand squeezed him aside, and Iskandar saluted with a wine glass: "My military advisor, don't be nervous. Your Majesty Rosen is a wise man, and he will make the right choice."

"Are you sure?" Rosen smiled. This guy is not so naive as to think that a reception will form a deep friendship.

"Of course! A king must be tolerant, and you must not get angry because of a little thing!"

"Hehe, the survival of the two countries is just a trivial matter in your eyes?"

"Of course, compared to saving the world, it is of course a trivial matter. Your Majesty Yingzheng, don't draw your sword in a hurry. Macedonia and Daqin are thousands of miles away. Why don't we wait until the end?" Iskandar, who was seriously injured, might not even Dredd couldn't even beat him, but he was calm in front of the two strong men, as calm as if he was attending a reception.

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, took his hand away from the hilt of his sword, and sighed in his heart:

Such a powerful psychological quality, ordinary people must not even have the courage to ask, but this guy dared to negotiate conditions, regardless of the fact that Luo Sen had just killed two kings, I underestimated the heroes of the world.

She looked to the side, and Daqin had already agreed with the other party's reasons, so it was up to the Lord of Chaldea.

"I admire your courage." Rosen restrained his killing intent. The King of Conquerors was right. He had no intention of fighting for world hegemony. After the kings fell into the void, how could he take the initiative to reduce human combat power.

"There is no need to talk about Germany. Heroic spirits will take over the ruling power in that country. If Macedonia is the crossroads of Europe, His Majesties Arturia and Mary will not be able to sleep."

"Haha, I'm not that greedy!" Iskandar drank the wine in his glass, touched the bandage on his chin, and decided domineeringly: "Then Romania will be given to Macedonia. On the way back to the country, I encountered a strong man among the monsters whose whereabouts were unknown, so I had no choice but to bring him into rule!"

Well, I even thought of excuses, shouldn't resistance to rule be a crusade?

Rosen smiled bitterly in his heart, but he didn't take it to heart. The world is cruel after all, and weak countries have no room for bargaining.Discussion among the strong is like dividing up the prey, as long as the bargaining chip is right, he will not run out to uphold justice.

Besides, in Romania, there was Camilla before and Dracula after, so it's easier to hand it over to Iskandar, don't come out to make trouble again.

"Okay, Chaldea supports the proposal, but I hope you don't cause too many deaths in the process of conquest." Rosen calculated the gains and losses, and finally nodded and admitted.

"There are only two heroic spirits left in Romania, it doesn't matter if you go to another country, I don't need a defeated dog!"

Rosen was having a headache, so he had to warn: "Anyway, this is the limit of Macedonia's expansion in Europe, so let's not take this as an example."

In exchange for a country with a serious injury, Iskandar has made a lot of money. He drank another glass, letting the hot alcohol slide down his throat, and his face sank in excitement. The rapid changes in his emotions were dizzying.

"The person who wounded me...proclaimed himself-the King of People!"

......................

Did the doctor touch the neon?

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Rosen recalled the words of the King of Conquerors not long ago, quite surprised.Originally, he thought it was 'Yuan Chu' who came across the sea to make the move himself, but after thinking about it carefully, it made sense.

Originally, he always gave him a feeling of a teenage boy, and if he came in person, he would ignore him for no reason, as long as he joined forces with Gilgamesh, who else in the world could stop him?

The answer is no, even Ying Zheng would have to be killed on the spot, and even the possibility of escaping is very small.

After giving up a good opportunity, it is now impossible to kill Rosen, because Gilgamesh is still missing, and the situation in Neon has also eased.

The heroic spirits who interfered in the meeting of kings were either killed or captured, and even Souji Okita's popularity dropped rapidly, and the island country couldn't stand it no matter what.

The core of James Moriarty's plan was to cut off the wings of Chaldea. He never thought that in the end, all the golden assistants would fall to the street. The scale has already tilted towards him.

'Gilgamesh's face will not leave until his face is swollen, he must be hiding somewhere to save the situation. '

Rosen thought hard, but didn't have any clues, so he walked quickly to Yuzao just as he was about to return to Dajiangshan to look for clues.

The fox was wearing a looming lace nightgown, and his mouth was pursed in displeasure, as if the most important thing had been messed up.

"Lord Rosen~~~~ A heroic spirit has returned from the void."

PS: You guys are posting two book reviews... I'm really dying of loneliness.

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