Prime Minister Duke pointed out the thing they were most reluctant to face, which was to launch an uprising rashly. Once there was no room for maneuver, the residents in the west would inevitably face the wrath of the trolls first.

By then, even if people don't want to fight, the anger across the country will lead the whole of Tunisia towards the chariot of war.

Ken Williams sighed and said, "It is not necessary to start a war, but who can bear the consequences?"

"If the power of Nenos's Wrath is to rise to its peak and have an impact on the entire Giant Plains, the four great ducal families will need to open the 'key' respectively."

"Only in this way can the sweeping wind and thunder truly rise to the level of threatening a demigod. But once it is opened to this level, there is no possibility of recovery."

"If the other party's willingness to negotiate is a fake, we must find a way to make them give us time to reset the key after they tear up the peace agreement."

"Do you think there is any way to stop them?"

Ken Williams said calmly.

Prime Minister Duke looked at him deeply and said in a deep voice: "If I can give you a reasonable solution, please ask the Williams faction to curb their desire to start a war."

The nobles of all parties of the Williams faction, who had always been tougher on war, lowered their heads, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

At this point, Ken Williams suddenly spoke up:

"If you can do that, then I will take care of the people below me."

The Williams nobles were stunned for a moment, and suddenly someone realized something and slammed the table hard: "Duke, you..."

"What's wrong with me?"

Ken Williams said calmly, "How about you come up with a solution? If you can come up with a solution, I will consider it."

"otherwise……"

His cold gaze swept across the surrounding nobles, and the nobles who looked at him lowered their heads. Just as he said, no one dared to take responsibility for this matter.

Even the party disputes of the past had to make compromises when faced with such major events.

——The premise is that Prime Minister Duke does come up with a sufficiently suitable solution.

Prime Minister Duke took a deep breath and said, "Give me a team of people. I'm going to the Troll Tribe."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they were shocked.

This is indeed the best solution in theory.

The nominally top politician in the empire went to the troll tribe in person to seek answers.

Firstly, as the second most powerful person in Tunisia's political arena, going to the troll tribe to seek answers has already given the other party enough face.

Secondly, as a neutral faction, Prime Minister Duke is relatively more likely to speak out among the Troll Tribe.

If someone sent by Williams had gone instead, not only would they not consider calming the war, but they might have accelerated it instead.

Someone looked at Prime Minister Duke: "Duke, are you really going?"

"I know some of you would like to go, but I'm the best person to go."

He smiled calmly.

Some people frowned, some laughed sarcastically, but some sighed and stopped talking.

But the Marquis in Williams Perry still spoke up: "Although I know it's not nice to say this at this time, but what if they still don't listen?"

Prime Minister Duke turned his head and looked at him with a strange look in his eyes, as if he saw a foreign object appearing in a place where it shouldn't be.

"Do I need to teach you something like this? Hit me if you show your head!"

The atmosphere on the scene calmed down a little.

Ken Williams spoke directly: "Then let's start voting."

Duke Williams cast his more weighted vote without hesitation, supporting Prime Minister Duke's opinion.

Duke Guderian and the civilian nobles who supported Chancellor Duke also stood on his side.

The neutral nobles did not react at first, until their representative, Duke Bruce, voted in favor, and then they cast their votes in favor one after another.

Instead, it was the dove Duke of Schroeder among the aristocrats who cast his vote against the motion in front of everyone.

There was an uproar at the scene for a moment.

It is obvious that the situation has now completely tilted in Prime Minister Duke's favor.

Even though the Duke of Srod, who was a dove in the past, had different political views from Prime Minister Duke, he would be more inclined to vote in favor when there was obviously a more suitable peace proposal.

But now that the situation is obviously certain, casting a vote against it is just disgusting.

For a moment, the nobles under Duke Schroeder's faction felt that the votes in their hands suddenly became hot.

In such a major event, if you then cast a vote against it, outsiders may find out and there may be criticism.

But not following the instructions from above seems a little too conspicuous.

After a long delay, the nobles of the Srod faction split into three groups.

Some decided to follow the Duke and vote against it.

Some people felt that voting was meaningless and simply voted in favor.

But a greater number of people chose to abstain.

At this time, Duke Schroeder suddenly looked at the seats of the Williams faction and said, "If you really feel embarrassed, you can also choose to abstain."

After hearing this, the Williams faction nobles who were originally being roasted on the fire rack became excited.

Ken Williams suddenly said: "What rights do we need to give up? What the Williams faction wants is to express their own ideas and attitudes."

"Don't forget, according to the Voting Law for Dispute Cases in the Council of Nobles, if the number of abstentions reaches a certain level, the meeting can be suspended."

"No matter how stupid you are, you should know that the military situation is urgent and there is no room for hesitation."

"Having missed this opportunity, can you still find a proposal that suits your heart better?"

Suddenly, a marquis in Williams' camp looked up at Duke Schroeder and said:

"My intelligence department received news that half a month ago, someone was lobbying the people in the Srod camp to abstain from voting."

He said in a cold voice: "Don't forget that if we hesitate any longer at this critical moment, the adverse effects will be magnified ten or a hundred times more than usual."

He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said something:

“Don’t forget about the Church of Love.”

——Obviously he was referring to the series of impacts brought about by the previous split within the Church of Love and the behind-the-scenes planning of the Dark Side of Love.

Someone understood what the Marquis meant.

He suspected that someone in the Srod faction had been bribed by outside forces.

At this time, Duke Williams said something that made everyone tremble physically and mentally.

"My stupid son can barely communicate with Prince Louis."

"When Prince Louis asked Mr. Meyer to communicate with the Troll Tribe, he reminded him that it was already clear within Unther that the birth of the Dark Side of the God of Love was the result of the joint intervention of Slaanesh and Tzeentch."

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the nobles in Williams' camp gradually became sharp.

Although their ideas were different from those of Prime Minister Duke, they mostly believed that a fully armed Tunisia would have greater deterrence.

But after all, their butts are sitting on the Republic of Tunisia.

This doesn't require a choice at all.

I don’t know how angry they were about the secret infiltration of the god of love into Tunisia.

At least for now it is certain that the tentacles of this organization are still spreading within Tunisia.

Counter-terrorism only requires coordinates, not reasons.

The atmosphere among the Williamsite nobles who had this idea changed, and one vote after another was cast for Prime Minister Duke.

Duke breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That matter has been settled. I will be heading to the Troll Tribe from today to discuss important matters with the Chieftain."

…

Early the next morning, Duke packed his luggage and set out for the Troll Plains with his entourage.

In the morning light, Joseph Williams looked at Prime Minister Duke who disappeared from the teleportation array, sighed and said, "We have done what we should do. Now it all depends on the Troll Tribe."

Ken Williams looked at the rising sun in the distance and whispered:

"If only it were that simple."

There are obviously deeper secrets behind his judgment of people from all parties, which may be an abyss that ordinary people should not touch.

"Duke, I hope everything goes well for you."

…

At the same time, in the Troll Tribe, Louis also received news from Tunisia through other channels.

He looked at Nook, who was sitting opposite him: "It looks like you have something to say to me."

Nook's tall body seemed a little awkward sitting on the stool, but he still said:

"Your source is more reliable than I thought."

Louis was stunned for a moment and realized what Nuke said.

At this time, the relationship between the dark side of the God of Love and the Four Gods of the Abyss was not yet known to the outside world.

Although the Church of Eros launched a crackdown on the dark side of Eros, the organization became more famous and spread to various countries in a very short period of time.

But people who don’t know the inside story may even think that the Church of Love is simply clearing out heresy.

Although Tunisia is one of the more core pastoral areas of the Church of Love, it is ultimately a country dominated by aristocrats.

Several necessary requirements for high-level people are that they should not be overly involved in the church.

Although some people have already sensed that something is not right between the Troll Tribe and Tunisia, no one expected that a full-scale attack would soon begin between the two sides.

The lower- and middle-level believers of the Church of Love naturally had no idea about the matter, and it was even more impossible for them to specifically go to the headquarters of the Church of Love to pass on the relevant information.

Even if the Church of the God of Love knew the truth about the dark side of the God of Love, it would be difficult for them to pass on the information in the first place.

Fortunately, Louis made a defensive move.

It doesn’t matter whether the dark side of the God of Love is involved in this conflict, but what is important is to confirm the existence of the Four Gods of the Abyss behind this fictional god.

One thing that all the forces on the mainland tacitly agree on is that once the conflict between the two sides involves the Four Gods of the Abyss, they can consider putting the dispute aside and attacking the Church of the Abyss first.

It's not that the other side is so hateful that the two angry forces need to intervene together, but if they get involved, it is very likely that neither side will be able to achieve the desired results in the end, and instead the fruits of victory will be taken away by them.

This is something that none of the parties will allow to happen.

"Have you found any traces of the Abyss Church's activities?"

Nuke sat there quietly for a long time. He sighed and said, "The situation is more serious than I thought. Do you know why the two sides have suddenly become so anxious?"

Louis asked curiously, “Tell me about it.”

So Nook told him a story.

He talked about the trolls who were like mad dogs many years ago.

At that time they were still called ogres, and all forces tacitly assumed that they did not belong to the intelligent race.

Trolls originated from the elves, or rather, they are elves.

However, in order to bear the curse of the world, their ancestors either actively or passively became containers of the curse.

However, this does not mean that the elves do not have to pay a price.

The high-level elves are beings whose humanity has been upgraded to divinity. In order to settle down and make a living on this continent, the elves paid a heavy price and finally found the sacred fire that can open the path to becoming a god.

After a long time, they embarked on the road of creating gods.

When the first god was born from their beliefs, they were destined to escape the tragedy of most of the dungeon creatures becoming monsters and officially become a member of the Star Continent.

All gods born in the elven pantheon have the prefix "elf".

For example, their main god is the creator, protector and ruler of the elves; the guardian of life and the defender of art.

The outside world usually calls him the god of elves and art.

Looking at his various prefixes, you can tell that he is a racial god composed mainly of elves.

The prosperity and revival of the race will allow the power of the racial god to continue to grow.

The entire elven pantheon also benefited from this and quickly became the beneficiary of the era.

But... trolls are also elves.

For various reasons, the Elf Kingdom did not restrict the trolls during its heyday.

In addition, the trolls are indeed individually extremely powerful and an extraordinary race, making them extremely difficult to kill.

When the Elf Kingdom discovered that something was wrong with the state of the Elf Gods, they realized that the Trolls had begun to pollute the origin of the gods.

The devil's evil nature began to entangle the elven gods, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, difficult to eradicate.

In order to ensure the long-term prosperity of their race, the elves have to lend a helping hand to the trolls whether they are willing or not.

Although the two sides eventually parted ways, the trolls successfully regained their long-lost sanity with the help of the elves.

But the trolls have been wreaking havoc on the continent for many years.

The title of ogre was like a hat pressing down on them, and they had no choice but to admit it.

Because in many years in the past, they have indeed caused great trouble to countless races.

The matter will not be written off just because they have regained their sanity.

So a long race began.

The trolls chose to carry out the mission of protecting the continent just like the elves did in the early days.

Instead of establishing a country, they only establish a basic z-body, maintaining a relatively primitive ecology, just like humans and elves, stationed in the "space tunnel" to eradicate star tourists that may endanger the continent.

However, the long wait is so anxious.

The nations that knew that the trolls were once vessels of the Demon King were far less accepting of them than the elves.

Starting a thousand years ago, other voices began to emerge among the troll tribes.

"Does our tribe gain recognition for protecting the Giant Plains like this?"

Once such thoughts appear, they will spread like weeds.

Up to now, the Troll Tribe has suppressed all kinds of passages on the Giant Plains. Rather than inheriting the mission of their ancestors, it is more accurate to say that they are simply afraid of being affected by the outside world.

To this day, if there were no high-level trolls oppressing their own kind, they would no longer be able to endure it.

They are able to compete with ordinary big countries, but their entire ecosystem remains quite traditional.

In this situation, their legendary priest who was wandering outside suddenly sent back a terrible piece of information.

Their old enemy, the Tunisians, has quietly activated the divine weapon [Wrath of Tinos].

The target... is the Giant Plains.

Louis frowned: "Legendary priest?"

(End of this chapter)