Chapter 352 Prince Conrad
Christine is the housekeeper of the Fisher family and the Order of Dawn. In the next few days, she discussed with Loen's imperial envoys what the many materials were, how to trade them, including details such as transportation methods.
Christine had made sufficient preparations in advance and had a clear understanding of the content, goals and final bottom line of the negotiation.
Although those resources were indeed very useful to the Fisher family, the negotiation process greatly deepened her negative impression of the Lorne people.
Viscount Johnville of Lorne is truly arrogant.
Moreover, his arrogance was something that seeped into his bones. He tried his best to conceal it, pretending to get along with the Syat people on an equal footing in his every move, and doing his utmost not to offend Christine, but he always accidentally revealed his strong arrogance in the details, which he himself was not even aware of.
That something that even the person himself cannot hide is undoubtedly the true pride.
It's okay to be tough like Uncle Byrne, but it's not a good thing to really offend the people of Lorne. Christine didn't say anything on the surface, but she gradually felt sickening deep in her heart.
She knew very well that in the eyes of the Loen people, who had conquered half of the world and even regarded the entire Krad world as their own, there was no substantial difference between them, the Syats, and the natives of the East Coast and the White Sea.
Putting herself in their shoes, Christine knew that the people of Lorn had no good intentions at all.
They just wanted to let the Syat people continue to consume each other and support an obedient family to come to power so that it would be easier for them to conquer this place in the future. That's all.
She couldn't help but think of Ian, the high priest of the Poseidon Cult and a puppet of the Dawn Cult. That White Sea native was a genius on the path of knowledge and would have the opportunity to reach the fifth step in the future, but now he was indeed just one of the Fisher family's most useful pawns.
The extremely powerful Lorne people also hope that the Fisher family will become their puppets and become "Ian" in the hands of the Lorne people.
At the same time, in another room in Fisher Manor, Vanessa saw the old butler Theo enter the room with a serious expression.
"Ms. Vanessa, I need to inform you that Kano has just left, but he left a forbidden item behind before he left. If I hadn't discovered it, that guy would have left without even saying a word."
The elderly Theo, with white hair, sighed deeply.
He also watched Kano grow up, and always felt that guy might be more troublesome than Darren.
Vanessa nodded quietly.
"I know he won't stay at home forever. Kano won't live in a cave at all. He wants to fly like a bird. I know my child."
“…”
Theo remained silent. In fact, because of the prophecy letter and this incident, the Fisher family had a different view of Kano's character.
Moreover, Kano helped to establish contact with the Loen people this time, and left behind a forbidden item before leaving. It can be said that this was a repayment to the Fisher family. Even if everyone doesn't say it, they will no longer complain about him in their hearts.
“This kid…”
"He will come back." Vanessa said suddenly.
She said firmly:
"As long as Fisher is still in danger, the child will come back sooner or later. I believe in my son. He will help the family in his own way, or in other words, help the people he thinks are important."
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In the capital of Syat, a grand cocktail party kicked off. The whole venue was decorated with brilliant lights, the lights illuminated people's joyful faces, and the air was filled with the aroma of champagne and delicious food, interweaving into an intoxicating atmosphere.
Guests dressed in gorgeous gowns flocked into the reception, with melodious music playing.
On the center stage of the reception, the host passionately announced the news of victory on the front battlefield.
"We successfully repelled 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 army in the naval battle.
Soon there was applause and cheers.
At the cocktail party, there was a wide variety of delicious food. The guests sat around the table, savoring the food and talking about the joy of victory. They raised their glasses to celebrate, toasting the victory and praying for better times in the future.
If any soldier who experienced that naval battle saw all this, he would definitely find it extremely ironic.
They had suffered a crushing defeat, yet they actually held a celebration banquet in the rear!
A distinguished guest from Carnia, the brother of the King of Carnia—
Prince Conrad.
He was invited into a separate room.
In addition to Prince Conrad, there were the King of Syat, Noah with long golden hair and cold eyes, and Noah's uncle who was nearly a hundred years old.
Although the white-haired uncle with a cane is just a transcendent who has achieved a qualitative change, he is the chief steward of the palace and the chief steward of the Yadley royal family, and his say is always very important.
The chief steward said slowly: "Your Highness Prince Conrad, welcome. We are deeply grateful for Kania's assistance."
Prince Conrad suddenly snorted and said, "Aren't you a little too incompetent?"
Faced with 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 Cania!"
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 were the emperor of the Seven Stars, I would kneel on the ground, kiss his boots, and beg for forgiveness, but it is clear that the king of the Siat people does not deserve such respect from me."
He did not hide his anger at all and said:
"You have lost the most important war puppet. It belongs to the Qiyao people. If you fail to return it by the end of the lease, Kania will definitely pay a huge price!"
For the Kanians, the Seven Stars Empire is a backer that they absolutely cannot afford to offend, and they must take back the war puppets under the sea at all costs!
Noah said calmly: "Conrad, you are not the prince of Qiyao, don't push your luck, remember that we are equal to Kania."
A terrifying aura suddenly enveloped Conrad, leaving him stunned for a long time. He stared at the new king of Syat.
Has he broken through to the middle monarch position?
Conrad frowned, took a deep breath and said, "Are you really cooperating with the Quiet Language?"
Noah shook his head in denial and said, "Of course not."
Conrad nodded slightly and continued to ask, "Okay, another question, do you know why those lightning bolts appeared? They were able to destroy war puppets of that strength."
"have no idea."
Noah calmly analyzed, "But he was able to break through the defense of the Calamity-level war machine. It is very likely that he came from a powerful person who was above the 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 monarchs in the east of Oden Continent who are extraordinary. Who is it?"
There are a handful of top-level monarchs even in Loen and Qiyao, and indeed each of them can change the current situation.
Several people sat in a circle in the room. The atmosphere was solemn and depressing. Prince Conrad's face was full of worry, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed deep thought.
The palace steward pursed his lips tightly, and even his breathing seemed to have become unusually heavy. His eyes met with Prince Conrad's from time to time, but he quickly looked away, as if he was looking for an answer, but was afraid to see the same confusion and uneasiness in the other's eyes.
There was a depressing atmosphere in the room, but Noah looked calm.
As night fell, the cocktail party outside gradually became more lively. People danced to the music and enjoyed the wonderful 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 used his extraordinary powers to easily change his appearance, wore a decent evening suit and exquisite accessories, and perfectly blended into this seemingly calm but undercurrent cocktail party.
Chris's eyes were deep and sharp, and he glanced at the crowd around him from time to time, looking for his target this time.
This assassination is very dangerous, but the profits if it succeeds will be even greater.
His fingers gently stroked the sharp dagger hidden in his sleeve, the emotions in his eyes gradually dissipated, and finally his heart became completely cold and ruthless.
(End of this chapter)
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