Eight Hundred and Thirty Eternal Countermeasures

In the ancient and luxurious hall of the Eternal Empire, the emperor of the Eternal Empire walked anxiously in front of his throne alone.

He also has no choice, because the sky fleet of the Alan Hill Empire has entered his empire's airspace.

Even though he claimed to be sick, the damn Alan Hill Empire fleet still came straight to Karan Meeks.

"Didn't I already kill those damned people? What evidence does he have?" His voice echoed in the hall. Anyway, there were only important ministers of the empire here, and only the prime minister he summoned to discuss the matter.

When did the Magic Empire do something and was going to have an explanation to the Mortal Empire? When did the magic empire need to be so cautious and watch the faces of other empires do things?

Even at this moment, without even a single decent evidence, other empires dare to use their troops to raise their troops to question their crimes...

This world has changed, and it has become this hopeless appearance. As the emperor of the Eternal Empire, apart from grief and indignation, there is nothing left but despair.

"Your Majesty, now it's not what other people have any evidence, but what evidence we have to prove that we didn't do this..." the old former imperial prime minister said with a depressed head, he was really taken by the stupid man in front of him. The emperor was very angry.

The current group of ministers can't do anything at all. When encountering such a serious problem, it is more reliable to find this old man with political wisdom.

In spite of his dissuasion, His Majesty the Emperor summoned ambassadors from other empires to satisfy his addiction to being a "leader of all nations".

In the end, regardless of his opinion, he negotiated unilaterally with the Alan Hill Empire, accepted the preferential treaty of the Alan Hill Empire, and gave up the reason for his possession.

To put it bluntly, the emperor of the Eternal Empire in front of him is a temperament that takes advantage, and he has no long-term vision, nor does he have the courage and wisdom.

The emperor vacillated on his position, and when he needed it, he remembered that he was a tragic and tragic magic empire, and took advantage of it and went home to drink and celebrate.

It is precisely because the Eternal Empire was vacillating on the issue of the sovereignty of the elves' territory before, so this time, the Norma Empire, which was supposed to share the same hatred and come out to speak out, became hesitant and extremely ambiguous.

If he is the prime minister of the Norma Empire, frankly speaking, he would not dare to participate in the Eternal Empire's nonsense at this time. If the Eternal Empire signed a unilateral treaty with the Alan Hill Empire again, wouldn't he be sold again?

learn from mistakes,

This time, the Dragon Emperor did not make a clear statement, but only "made peace" with a persuasive attitude. The Eternal Empire no longer made a sound, and Greckon turned a deaf ear to it. of.

"Where can I prove this?" Hearing what the old prime minister said, the emperor of the Eternal Empire was taken aback, then frowned and asked back.

The old prime minister also felt that he was innocent, but the problem still needs to be solved, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "But now people come to us aggressively to question our teacher, what can we do?"

The words of shirking responsibility made the emperor of the Eternal Empire open his teeth like a fighting cock: "Let him come! Let him come! I want to see what he can do?"

Seeing his emperor's appearance like this, the old prime minister had no choice but to persuade him: "Your Majesty, now is not the time to be arrogant..."

"What can I do? I have already killed those insiders... What evidence does he have? What evidence can he have?" The emperor of the Eternal Empire walked up and down impatiently, as if he had tried his best, and wanted to How to make him look like.

This said, back to the original place, the problem is still not resolved, and the old prime minister is about to collapse.

He was somewhat fed up with his emperor's habit of not discussing anything with him, and said coldly: "Your Majesty, we are discussing to solve the problem, and your problem cannot be solved."

"What problem to solve? There is no problem at all! What if they come? Can they still be in my imperial capital and kill me?" the emperor of the Eternal Empire asked angrily.

He now regrets participating in the assassination of the emperor of the Alan Hill Empire, but as an emperor, his habits make him unwilling to admit that this matter is his fault.

Originally, if he hadn't participated in this matter, he might be enjoying the most favorable foreign trade treatment of the Alan Hill Empire in his own hall, enjoying the glory of the allies of the Alan Hill Empire, and enjoying the peace that belongs to him .

Just like...Grecon, being a qualified dogleg, pretending not to see the collapse and disappearance of the inherent system and class in the magical world, pretending not to see that the Alan Hill Empire is building a brand new one, which will make magicians feel ashamed world of equality...

But now, he can only stand here irritatedly, without even the slightest attitude to solve the problem.

This is a bit of a nonsense. The Alan Hill Empire may really be reluctant to kill the emperor of an ally empire so blatantly, but it will definitely not be fooled by this kind of countermeasure that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

If they would let this matter go in such a muddleheaded way, then they would not force the new puppet empire to attach itself.

"The Alan Hill Empire looks relentless. In terms of diplomacy, no matter what, you have to give the ministers an answer. How to talk about it. Do you want to give in..." The old man, the former prime minister of the empire, sighed. With an attitude of wanting to solve the problem, he asked.

"Concession? I concede to his #%^*%&...!" Unable to hold back for a moment, the Emperor of the Eternal Empire, who likes to show off his gentleness most of the time, cursed all kinds of obscene words.

The old prime minister did not speak, as if he was waiting for His Majesty the emperor to vent his anger, and also seemed to be waiting for the answer to his own question.

Having scolded enough, the emperor of the Eternal Empire finally held on to the armrest of his throne in a slump, and asked feebly, "What else can I give them? Do you want to cede land again?"

He had already sold his northern province and the territories near the elves before. Now the area of ​​his empire is only one-third of its heyday, so what is left after ceding it?

"If ceding the land can solve the problem, it's good." The prime minister nodded, and he finally moved the matter a step further.

As long as there are countermeasures to solve the problem, everything can proceed in an orderly manner, so that it is not easy to advance and retreat, and even if things are out of hand, at least it will be much better than the current situation.