One Hundred and One Negotiations

In the city of Serris, the Archduke Castle of Alan Hill, is about to become the place where the mortals' temple. A burly middle-aged man stood at the gate with his hands behind his back, smiling at the guard soldiers in front of him.

He was wearing a gorgeous robe that looked luxurious in every stitch and every thread. Just standing there in such an ordinary way, this man can give others a strong sense of oppression, as if he was born above others, and he is someone who needs countless people to admire and look up.

"The air here is really bad." The man said with a smile on his face, facing the serious-looking Alan Hill Guards soldier who was cautiously guarding him, "But the weather is not bad, I'm not too sure. I like rainy days."

Seeing that the other party didn't intend to ignore him, the man then introduced himself, "My name is Joseph Bakarov, and I hope to see Archduke Alan Hill."

"The Grand Duke is very busy recently and has no time to receive guests!" Holding the pistol on his waist, the guards soldier stared at the man who made him feel dangerous, and explained, "Please don't come near here, or I will shoot. !"

"Gun... Really a good name... Is the weapon on your city's head also called a gun?" Joseph Bakarov took two steps back to show that he was not malicious, and continued to ask with a smile.

"That's an anti-aircraft gun! Sir! This is your first time in Ailan Hill?" Because there are often people who come to Ailan Hill recently, the guard can only explain a few more words to the other party.

If it was in the past, he wouldn't waste his saliva on such a stranger. But because more and more people rushed to Ireland Hill, Chris also asked the guards to be more polite to the civilians who came to seek refuge.

"Yes, it's my first time here." Joseph Bakarov nodded, memorizing two words that he was very interested in with interest: "Gun, cannon... It's really interesting! It's very interesting. !"

Feeling that the time is almost up, Joseph Bakarov has no intention of entanglement with the doorman. He restrained his smile with his hands behind his back, and said to the guardsmen in front of him, "Go and tell Archduke Alanhir Chris... the governor of the Eastern Province of the Holy Demon Empire, Joseph Bakarov to ask for an interview."

Hearing the four words of the Holy Devil Empire, the surrounding soldiers turned their attention to this side. They subconsciously held the pistols on their waists, but found that the other party was only one person and did not make any dangerous movements.

"I just came to chat with him, there is no other meaning, don't be so nervous." Bakarov explained, and just stood there, waiting for the guards to tip off.

The purpose of Bakarov's coming here this time is very pure. He is not prepared to use force. He just wants to meet the Archduke of Alan Hill and see for himself the weapons that mortals use to slay dragons.

In addition, he also wanted to chat with Frenzberg about the changes in the Mortal Empire and the impact on the Holy Demon Empire. In short, he didn't come to fight, he was more like to seek peace than to fight. It's just that this meeting was his personal opinion, and it also carried his strong personal color.

Chris upstairs is drawing a blueprint for a truck. After all, compared with the pure jeep for transportation, the function of the truck is more powerful. With the truck, his troops can make steady progress towards mechanization.

Just as he was stretching to rest for a few minutes, there was a knock on the door. A waiter who changed his name to secretary walked in and reported a shocking news to Chris, "Your Majesty! A man who claims to be the consul of the Eastern Province of the Holy Demon Empire is outside the castle and wants to see you..."

Chris was stunned for two seconds, then thought for a few more seconds, then grabbed the phone on the table and said, "Hey! Waiter room? Contact Frenzberg and Des, let me know. The two of them go to Conference Room 1."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at the waiter at the door again, and then ordered, "Let the guards on duty gather and stand by in Conference Room 1!"

After several consecutive battles, although Chris has won,

However, he still maintains a fearful heart towards the mysterious and unpredictable Holy Demon Empire. He didn't dare to be careless because he didn't want to die under someone else's sneak attack.

For this meeting, it would be obviously inappropriate if he did not call him Frenzberg. After all, the presence of Frenzberg from the Holy Devil Empire would definitely be useful.

But Chris didn't dare to take risks. Although Frenzberg seemed to be a very reliable fighting force, when facing the people of the Holy Devil Empire, Chris was still worried that Frenzberg would suddenly turn back.

One big magician is relatively easy to deal with, but if there are two, it is more dangerous. So Chris assembled his own guards, at least these soldiers can play the role of escort at the juncture of crisis.

He cautiously called in twice as many guards, who took up most of the meeting room. These guards waited here with big eyes and small eyes, guarding Chris, Franzberg and Des in the middle.

Joseph Bakarov was brought into this conference room by the waiter, and then he was startled by the crowd in front of him. "So many people?"

From Joseph Bakarov's point of view, it was a very sincere gesture that he came to negotiate with Archduke Alan Hill. Since it is a negotiation, it should be conducted in a convenient and confidential place. But now, there are at least thirty guards in front of him who have drawn out their pistols...

In fact, he ignored that for a mortal, the magician itself is the most dangerous weapon, and there is no way to guard against it. Because in Chris's imagination, there are infinite possibilities for magicians.

For example, the magician Doctor Strange in the Marvel universe can easily break the space. For example, the magicians in the novel can even summon meteorites to destroy a city...

"These are my most loyal followers, so I don't mind if they hear what we're negotiating," Chris replied with a smile.

Nodding, Joseph Bakarov, who came alone, decided to follow the locals and respect Chris's decision... Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be surprised that for so many years, he had never been famous for an ant-like mortal. For a respectful attitude?

"Mr. Frenzberg!" After nodding to Frenzberg and greeting, the Archon Joseph Bakarov, who had never put mortals in his eyes, ran straight to the conversation. The theme of "Your weapons are very interesting, I, or the Holy Devil Empire, are very interested in them. We want these weapons, please make an offer."

"Are you interested in our weapons? To use them against the Eternal Empire?" Chris leaned back in his chair and asked with his chin raised.

After hearing this question, Archon Joseph Bakarov did not answer immediately, but turned his attention to the great magician of Frenzberg, "You revealed all this to mortals?"

"This is the country I will be loyal to for the rest of my life, why can't I say it?" Frenzberg said with a smile. He used to be the great magician of the Holy Demon Empire, and his status was no lower than that of a consul, so he didn't care about the anger in the other's eyes.

"Okay! Actually, it doesn't matter." Shrugging his shoulders, Bakarov said indifferently, "Since you already know about the Eternal Empire, let's explain it all."

Having said that, he looked at Chris and continued, "The Eternal Empire is a magic empire that is stronger than the Holy Devil Empire. The Holy Devil Empire is not the greedy and rotten evil country in the eyes of mortals, but a country that helps mortals block all Great country of calamity."

"Huh! You are much more powerful than me! The title of 'Dragon Slayer Warrior' on my side has not been released yet. You shameless group of you are calling yourself 'Guardian of Humanity'?" Chris sneered in his mind .

But he didn't show it, just waved his hand and said, "Since you didn't send more dragon knights to grab these weapons, it means that you don't want the existing weapons in our hands, but hope that we help the Holy Devil Empire develop them. Come up with a brand new weapon."

"Tell me, what kind of weapons do you want?" Chris looked at Bakarov and asked word by word, "Let me guess, it shouldn't be one, right?"

"You guessed it right! As long as you give us everything we want, cooperate with us, and surrender everything you know, I can let go of the past and let Alan Hill continue to exist." Bakarov said, "In addition, , the area of ​​the Arlant Empire north of the Fallen Abyss River can be given to Alan Hill."

"Hahaha!" Chris burst out laughing when he heard this condition, as if he heard some super funny joke "I want it, I will get it myself! Throw the meat on my plate as a bargaining chip to I, just want the weapons and equipment in my hand? Mr. Bakarov, you... I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet?"

Surprisingly, Bakarov didn't get as violent as Chris thought. He smiled slightly and kicked the ball back in front of Chris. "If you think the conditions are not enough, you can make conditions yourself, no need to get angry."

Chris was choked and didn't speak for a while. After he replied, he said, "I want the kingdom of Higgs! Arrant! And the eastern province under your jurisdiction!"

"A very reasonable request..." Barcroft nodded, and then refused, "Unfortunately, this is beyond what I can give you... So I can't agree to such a request."

"You can bargain, don't rush to refuse!" Chris learned to sell now, and returned Bakarov's words to Bakarov.

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