I, Jianhao, infinite flow

His evil words instantly shocked everyone in the audience hall.

Of course, the soldiers of the empire would not allow anyone to insult their emperor.

The soldiers who had been standing still on both sides drew their weapons and rushed over in an instant. The situation was imminent, as if a tragedy would happen in the next second.

however

"Why, don't you just cut it over? The soldiers of the empire are so compassionate."

Bordeaux stood up, muscled all over his body, and a bloody murderous intent honed on the battlefield for many years swept across.

The soldiers of the empire were indeed well-trained, but compared to Bordeaux, the famous warrior of the past, they were far behind.

Especially the soldier he was looking directly at, the sword in his hand trembled slightly under the coercion of Bordeaux.

It seemed that he was afraid of something. In order to erase his wavering, the soldier clenched his sword tightly and planned to move forward.

"Enough, this is in front of Yu."

At the critical moment, the emperor's displeased voice echoed.

Under his scolding, the soldier stopped his movements, hesitated for a moment, and put his sword back into its sheath.

But Bordeaux, he snorted without worry.

"It's really gentle, Your Majesty the Emperor, did the 'Star Gazer' ask for tolerance to receive the special envoy to do so?"

"It's a fact that Yu's stargazers are highly capable, but Yu didn't intend to listen to what he said, let alone, there was no need to ask the stargazers."

"Ok?"

"Being unhappy after being barked by an uneducated dog, I don't have such a small temper."

Bordeaux took the initiative to provoke, the purpose was to anger the emperor so that his side could take the initiative.

To be honest, having Reinhard behind is the biggest guarantee for the safety of everyone in Lugnica, and Bordeaux itself is indeed not weak, at least not easily taken by these little soldiers.

However, his provocation obviously failed, and instead he was ridiculed by Emperor Vincent.

At this time, Mycrotov interrupted Bordeaux loudly.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I apologize for the disrespect and recklessness of my colleagues."

"No problem." Vincent waved his hand.

Don't look at the emperor's sharp words all the time, but his demeanor is exactly as he said.

The disrespect for Bordeaux was not taken to heart.

"So, you wouldn't mind returning to the subject?"

Although Bordeaux suffered a disadvantage, he did succeed in breaking the stiff atmosphere, which gave McCrotov finally the opportunity to control the discourse.

Facing what the old man said, Vincent closed one eye, nodded and said:

"That's right."

1831 Iron Blood of the Empire!

"The reason why I waited for the Empire is very simple. I hope that the Kingdom and the Empire can sign a non-aggression treaty."

The amiable and steady demeanor of Mycrotov changed suddenly the moment he cut into the theme.

The old grandfather's expression before disappeared, and only cold reason remained in his eyes.

Julius and Phyllis, who were familiar with Mycrotov, couldn't help being surprised by the sudden change in attitude, the content of the speech, and the overly direct words.

Vincent silently looked down at the old sage, and the two kept looking at each other silently.

A moment later

"Members of the royal family headed by King Landhal Lugnica died of illness one after another. It seems that the foundation of Qinlong Kingdom has really been dealt a fatal blow."

"Well, who knows."

"There's no point in concealing it. Rumors have spread to the streets and alleys. It's no different from whispering in other people's ears. I don't intend to accompany you to make any more boring temptations."

The king died, the blood of the royal family was cut off, and the dragon covenant could not continue.

Although this incident has not been officially announced, it has been unable to be covered up by rumors to this day.

Even the residents of Lugnica are whispering that the king's condition is rapidly deteriorating, and it's only a matter of time before the truth is discovered.

It is impossible for the empire, which is closely watching the kingdom's movements, not to know about it.

"You, known as a sage, are also out of order. You made such a poor judgment that led to the loss of the opportunity, and the enemy learned that there was a problem with the royal family. This time, the value of the diplomatic chips in your hands has dropped significantly, and it is about to change. It's worthless."

"..."

"Since the royal blood is cut off, what will happen to the alliance with the dragon? Without the dragon's backing, Lugnica's royal family are all but good old fools."

This is not sarcasm.

Vincent judged the Lugnica royal family calmly with a statement of facts.

Its content is true in a certain sense, and it is also an evaluation recognized by other countries.

Although Lugnica's royal family is a high-ranking class, they are too gentle. This unsuitable character has caused many people to secretly call them politically incompetent.

However, they themselves are admired and loved by the people of their own country, and the reason also comes from this kind quality.

Julius had a personal experience of this.

Although he only had a very short time with the other party, he did get along with a member of the royal family who was unconscious.

Because of this, some anxiety arose in his heart.

After all, there was a knight present who had a bond with that royal family member.

"The half-beast over there, don't use your eyes if you have anything to say, use your mouth to say it."

Julius' worries were not unfounded, and the emperor's eyes really shot at Phyllis who was behind Mycrotov.

He was always very casual, but at the moment he was looking at Vincent with cold hostility. He couldn't accept what the emperor said just now.

Insulting the royal family, insulting that highness, is Phyllis's rare rebellion.

"Boldly speaking to His Majesty the Emperor."

Phyllis, who was named by the emperor, took a deep breath, calmed down the churning emotions in her heart, and then said:

"Life and death aside, but even if His Majesty the Emperor insults the king and members of the royal family of his country, I can't let it go.

"We are the Kingdom's envoys, and I am also a member of the Guard Knights!"

Although Phyllis barely maintained the etiquette, the anger in her tone was not concealed in the slightest.

"Despite His Majesty's evaluation, every member of the royal family is of high moral character, and I also think from the bottom of my heart that His Majesty..."

"Loyalty, loyalty. The less you have other outstanding talents, the more you will regard this invisible ambition as sacred. For the sake of loyalty, you can sacrifice your life... Forget it."

Calmly interrupted Phyllis's argument, Emperor Vincent tapped the armrest of the throne with his fingers, and then looked at the imperial soldiers lined up neatly.

then

"The miscellaneous soldiers over there, yes, it's you."

"Yes!"

The one who was named was the soldier who faced Bordeaux with a sword earlier.

Being personally named by the emperor, he walked out of the team and saluted respectfully to the emperor.

Then the emperor was heard saying:

"With your sword, cut off your own head."

"... Huh?!" Hearing this ridiculous order, Phyllis let out a voice of astonishment.

But Vincent ignored it and tapped the armrest with his fingers again.

"Yu can repeat it a second time, use your sword to cut off your own head, can't you do that?"

"Yes... as ordered!"

The soldier yelled in response to the emperor's frantic order, then knelt down on the spot, removing his helmet to reveal a face that looked like he was in his early 20s.

The young man gritted his teeth and pulled out the saber from his waist against his neck.

Next, just swipe hard!

"It's really embarrassing."

Before the neck was about to be severed, a figure held down the blade.

No one saw how he appeared behind the soldiers, nor exactly how he moved.

In an instant, the person who appeared behind the soldier was Reinhardt.

Facing the superhuman behavior of this Juggernaut, the audience hall fell into a brief stagnation.

"Although I've heard...the rumors are not credible, which makes people misjudge the evaluation." Vincent stopped tapping the handrail and stared at Reinhardt.

"Please forgive me for doing redundant things, I'm sorry that it didn't meet your imagination." Reinhardt bowed slightly.

"On the contrary, you are deeper than Yu imagined."

Saluting in response to the emperor's praise, Reinhardt let go of the pressed blade, glanced at the relieved soldier, returned to the throne, and nodded towards Felice.

Phyllis, who was shocked by the scene just now, came back to her senses.

At this time, Vincent's voice came again.

"As you can see, half-beast. Don't think that loyalty is so precious in front of Yu. For the ruler, that kind of thing is just an accessory of the rule, and those who are persistent can only stand out a little because of it."

After all, Vincent waved his hand.

"The miscellaneous soldiers over there have also retreated, and it is enough for entertainment."

Ignoring Phyllis any more, Vincent looked at Mycrotov again.

"This visit should be the Kingdom's envoys, are you sure it's not a juggling troupe?"

"If His Majesty the Emperor wishes, the old man will not hesitate to show his hand."