Chapter 176 Special Diplomatic Mission

The Principality of Bosk did not just send a special envoy, but a whole high-level delegation, including historians, bards, court mages, etc.

The leader was Count Trischka, who was good at dancing and had been on diplomatic missions to the Holy Fadlan Empire for many years.

His title was just a title and he had no actual fiefdom. This was not only a model of his outstanding diplomatic achievements, but also represented the importance that the Principality of Bosk attached to the envoy.

Brought into the hall by the guards, the handsome Count Trischka, wearing a luxurious dress, bowed deeply, making people feel like spring breeze, showing the etiquette of the nobles of the North for hundreds of years.

"Hello, respected King of Burning Embers."

"I bring you greetings from Duke Leo."

Cassius was still lying on the iron throne, looking down at the special envoy, and did not respond immediately.

The air suddenly stagnated.

The guards in the hall held their spears tightly.

Although Trishka looked calm and composed, his slightly trembling hands and eyes that dared not look directly at the enemy revealed his inner tension.

And the envoys behind him were even more nervous.

Although he had been mentally prepared, when facing this 20-meter-long dragon, the historian More, who was over 50 years old, was pale and sweaty. He almost fainted and barely stood up with the help of his servants.

Ye Lina, the famous female bard in the court, who was known as the "Flower of Strafu", could play and sing at a party with thousands of people, but at this moment she was frightened and even screamed.

Cassius felt a little funny.

The red dragon narrowed his eyes and finally spoke slowly, breaking the silent atmosphere.

"Emissary from Bosk, I would also like to greet you out of courtesy."

"But your Duke has just organized an assassination against me. How can I be sure that you are not another group of assassins with ill intentions?"

This sentence immediately made the hearts of the envoys rise to their throats and pound.

Such a dangerous question made Trishka sweat on his forehead, but this special situation was also within the plan.

He still followed the prepared words, trying to keep his tone calm, and replied:

"Your Excellency, the Burning Embers, our Principality of Bosk did not participate in that action, and we were not even aware of it. This was the result of the Principality of Norton's presumptuous decision.

"And you should know that they have now received the punishment they deserve."

"As for those Lionheart Knights, they have long been expelled from the Principality of Bosk. This is their personal behavior, and we are powerless to control it."

"Enough. "

Tlishka was interrupted by Cassius before he finished speaking.

"Special envoy from Bosk, you don't have to pretend in front of me. Everyone here knows what happened, and I know your duke's little thoughts very well."

The red dragon's mouth curled up a hideous smile, and even the scales on his eye sockets slightly raised, which made the scalps of the envoys numb.

"But this time, I welcome you to become the so-called "observers", because only when you see the gap in strength clearly can you cause less trouble to me in secret."

He exhaled a breath of sulfur.

"After all, flies can be easily crushed to death, but it is still very annoying to have it chattering around your ears. "

Hearing Cassius's evaluation, Trishka was suddenly indignant, but he didn't dare to show it.

After hesitating for a moment, he still mustered up his courage and said neither humbly nor arrogantly:

"Lord Cassius, I admit that your power is very strong. Even if thousands of people like me are added together, they can't compare with you. "

"But."

He slowly raised his head, trying his best to restrain his instinctive fear, and tremblingly looked directly into the red dragon's golden eyes.

"Are you a little arrogant?"

As soon as these words came out, the envoys behind Trishka were immediately terrified, fearing that the red dragon would go crazy on the spot and turn them all into ashes with a breath.

But Cassius was not as furious as they imagined, but looked at Trishka's eyes with interest.

"Why do you say that?"

Hearing the red dragon's question, Trishka forced himself to be calm and continued:

"To be honest, Anzeta is just a remote place after all. Everything here is like a desert, whether it is wealth, culture or power. "

"In the past ten years, I have been to the Fadlan Empire in the south and the Free Trade Confederation in the west. I have seen the land flowing with honey and milk, the emperor's vast collection, and the Fiery Sun Warriors who are like demigods on earth. The prosperity of those places is unimaginable to the people of the north."

Hearing him say this, Cassius finally understood the other purpose of the envoy - to divert the trouble to the south, take advantage of the greed of the red dragon, and invite this difficult god to other regions.

"That's a good idea. With my current strength, I'm afraid I will be dealt with by various people in turn if I go to the south."

Cassius thought to himself.

The red dragon narrowed his eyes and did not answer, but said lightly:

"I'm tired of your Bosk people's sweet talk. I will arrange for you to go to Trier Mouthpiece to observe this battle."

"Please record all this and go back to tell the duke."

"It will also help him to play less tricks."

After that, Cassius called the hobgoblin guards and asked the envoys to leave the council hall.

Mor, Yelina and others had long been unable to bear the strong sense of oppression in the hall. Hearing Cassius's order, they felt as if they had been pardoned.

They breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they finally didn't have to worry about being roasted by the moody red dragon.

But Count Trischka was still thinking about something.

The envoys had already arrived outside the hall.

The old scholar, More, took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and couldn't help complaining: "Telischka, you are too reckless this time!"

"If we anger the red dragon, we will all be buried here this time!"

Yelina also hugged her arms and said with lingering fear: "The scene was so terrible, it was like a guillotine that was about to fall at any time."

"Yes, fortunately, the gods blessed us and let us survive safely this time."

Telischka frowned and stared worriedly Looking at the locked metal door behind him:

"If he is really that easily angered, it can only mean that he is just an ordinary red dragon, moody, wanton, and greedy."

"Although he is unscrupulous for a while, this kind of existence will not last long, and will be eliminated by those bigwigs who maintain order sooner or later."

"But he didn't."

"I think he is definitely not the typical red dragon in the academic sense, cruel and tyrannical, but a more cunning and terrifying existence."

"Maybe... he will really shake the rule of the North completely."