Chapter 352 Prince Conrad
Christine is the chief housekeeper of the Fisher family and the Order of the Dawn. In the next few days, she was discussing with Lorne's imperial envoys what the various supplies were and how to conduct transactions. , including detailed issues such as transportation methods.
Christine had been fully prepared in advance and had a clear understanding of the content, goals and bottom line of the negotiation.
Although those resources were indeed very useful to the Fisher family, during the negotiation process, they still greatly deepened her bad impression of the Lorne people.
Viscount John Weir of Lorne was too arrogant.
And his arrogance is the kind of thing that seeps into his bones. He obviously wants to hide it as much as possible, pretending to get along with the Siyat people as equals, and trying his best not to offend Christine, but he is still always in details. He accidentally revealed a strong arrogance that the man didn't even know he had.
That thing that I can't hide is undoubtedly the real pride.
It's okay to be tough like Uncle Byrne, but it's not a good thing to really offend the Lorne people. Christine never said anything on the surface, but deep down she gradually felt disgusting.
She knew very well that in the eyes of the Lorne people, who had conquered half of the world and even regarded the entire Krad world as their own, there was no real difference between the Siyat and the East Coast and White Sea natives.
Putting herself in their shoes, Christine knew that the Lorne people had no good intentions at all.
They just want the Siyat people to continue to consume internally and support an obedient family to rise to power, so that they can more easily conquer this place in the future, that's all.
She couldn't help but think of Ian, the high priest of the Poseidon Order and the puppet of the Dawn Order. The White Sea native was a genius on the path of knowledge. He would also have the opportunity to reach the fifth step in the future, but now it was indeed the best for the Fisher family. One of the chess pieces.
The extremely powerful Lorne people also hope that the Fisher family will become their puppets and "Ian" in the hands of the Lorne people.
At the same time, in another room in Fisher Manor, Vanessa saw the old housekeeper Tio entering the door with a serious expression.
"Ms. Vanessa, I need to inform you that Kano has just left, but he left a forbidden artifact before leaving. Alas, if I hadn't discovered it, that kid wouldn't have even said a word. If you don’t want to say anything, just leave.”
The white-haired and elderly Tio let out a long sigh.
He also grew up watching Kano, and always thought that guy might be more disturbing than Darren.
Vanessa nodded quietly and calmly.
"I know that he will not stay at home forever. Kano will not live in a cave at all, but wants to fly like a bird. I know my child."
"..."
Tio remained silent. In fact, because of the prophetic letter and this incident, the Fisher family's internal view of Kano's character had changed.
Moreover, Kano helped to connect with the Lorne people this time, and before leaving, he left behind a forbidden rare item. It can be said that he has repaid the Fisher family. Even if everyone doesn't say it, they don't feel it in their hearts. I will complain to him again.
"This kid..."
"He will come back." Vanessa suddenly said.
She said firmly:
"As long as Fisher is still in crisis, that child will come back sooner or later. I believe that my son will use his own way to help the family, or in other words, help the people he considers important."
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In the royal capital of Siyat, a grand cocktail party kicked off. The entire venue was decorated with bright lights, the lights reflected people's joyful faces, and the air was filled with the aroma of champagne and delicious food, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.
Guests dressed in gorgeous dresses flocked to the reception, and the music played melodiously.
On the center stage of the reception, the host passionately announced the news of victory on the frontal battlefield.
"We successfully repulsed the rebels..."
His words were full of praise and admiration for the Yardley royal family, which moved everyone present, but he did not mention a word about the annihilation of the entire army in the naval battle.
Soon there was applause and cheers.
At the reception, there was a dazzling array of food and delicacies. The guests sat around the dining table, tasting the food and talking about the joy of victory. They toasted to celebrate the victory and prayed for the good times in the future.
If any soldier who experienced that naval battle saw all this, he would definitely find it very ironic.
They were clearly defeated miserably, yet they actually held a grand celebration banquet at the rear!
A distinguished guest from Kania, the younger brother of King Kania——
Prince Conrad.
He was invited to a separate room.
In addition to Prince Conrad, there were also the King of Siyat, Noah with long blond hair and cold eyes, and an uncle of Noah who was nearly a hundred years old.
Although the white-haired uncle on crutches was just a transcendent person who had risen to the top, he was the chief steward of the palace, the chief steward of the Yardley royal family, and he always had a strong voice.
The Grand Steward said slowly: "His Royal Highness Prince Conrad, welcome your arrival. We are deeply grateful for Kania's assistance."
Prince Conrad suddenly snorted coldly and said, "Are you a little too incompetent?"
Facing these words, King Noah looked indifferent, but the old man's expression suddenly changed.
"Please show some respect to our Majesty! Your Highness Conrad! Don't think this is still Kania!"
Prince Conrad looked at Noah, the new king of Siat, and said calmly:
"Is there anything about you Siat people that deserves our respect? If he was the emperor of Qiyao, I would kneel on the ground and kiss his boots and beg for forgiveness, but obviously the king of Siat is not worthy of my respect."
He did not hide his anger at all and said:
"You lost the most important war puppet, which belongs to the Qiyao people. If you can't pay it back by the lease period, Cania will definitely pay a huge price!"
For the Canians, the Qiyao Empire is a backer that must not be offended. They must get the war puppets on the seabed back no matter what!
Noah said calmly: "Conrad, you are not the prince of Qiyao either. Don't push your luck. Remember that we are equal to Cania."
A terrifying aura suddenly enveloped Conrad, which made the latter stunned for a long time. He stared at the new king of Siat.
Has he broken through to the middle position of monarch?
Conrad frowned, took a deep breath and said, "Are you really cooperating with the Quiet Language?"
Noah shook his head and denied it, saying, "Of course not."
Conrad nodded gently and continued to ask, "Okay, another question, do you know why those lightnings appeared? They can actually destroy war puppets of that strength."
"I don't know."
Noah analyzed calmly, "But he was able to break the defense of the natural disaster-level war machine, which is likely from a powerful monarch. The other party might have been hiding in the clouds at that time."
Prince Conrad frowned and asked in confusion, "But there have always been only a handful of monarch-level extraordinary people in the east of Oden Continent. Which one is it?"
The top monarch-level strongmen are also rare even in Lorne and Qiyao. Indeed, everyone can change the current situation.
Several people sat in a circle in the room, the atmosphere was solemn and dull, Prince Conrad's face was full of worry, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed deep contemplation.
The palace steward pursed his lips tightly, and even his breathing seemed to become particularly heavy. His eyes met with Prince Conrad from time to time, but he quickly moved away, as if he was looking for an answer, but he was afraid to see the same confusion and anxiety in the other's eyes.
The room was filled with a repressive atmosphere, but Noah looked normal.
As night fell, the cocktail party outside was getting better and better. People danced to the music and enjoyed the beautiful night.
In the interweaving of light and shadow at the cocktail party, Chris was like a cheetah lurking in the dark, calm and deadly.
He easily changed his appearance through extraordinary power, wearing a decent evening dress and exquisite accessories, perfectly blending into this seemingly calm but undercurrent cocktail party.
Chris's eyes were deep and sharp, and he glanced at the people around him from time to time, looking for his target this time.
This assassination was very dangerous, but the profit after success would be even greater.
His fingers gently stroked the sharp dagger hidden in his sleeve, the emotions in his eyes gradually faded, and finally his heart became completely cold and ruthless.