Seeing that Leonidas was still looking at the Pharaoh with a troubled expression, Pericles continued to speak.
“This is the best option for us, Leonidas.”
"Besides, don't you think I should learn more about this mysterious Holy Pharaoh?"
"Besides you, there is only one other person here who has ever dealt with the Holy Pharaoh."
As Pericles finished speaking, he glanced at Nader Shah out of the corner of his eye, clearly having noticed that Nader Shah was listening to their conversation.
Even after hearing Pericles' words, Nadir Shah showed no intention of backing down. He merely raised the corners of his mouth slightly and made no other move.
"We'd better not do these unnecessary things before the meeting starts."
"Judging from the current situation, that Holy Pharaoh is still handling things with ease; why would he need our help?"
"If I could learn more about that Holy Pharaoh, perhaps I could reconsider whether Holy Egypt could become the ally we need in the future turmoil."
Leonidas fell silent, and Nadir Shah also fell silent.
Nadir Shah then turned his gaze towards Lin Ke's direction, and at that moment, the look in his eyes towards Lin Ke changed.
As for Leonidas, his breathing became increasingly heavy, and he looked at the Holy Pharaoh with an even more troubled expression.
He glanced at Link, then at Pericles, and finally his gaze settled on the hall of the World Conference and the Greek guards.
In the end, the Spartan king simply exhaled a breath from his nostrils and said nothing more.
Upon seeing this, Pericles gave a warm smile.
“I know this is difficult for you, Leonidas.”
"Loyalty and honor are the qualities that Spartans value most, so please believe me that I understand how you feel."
"But please trust my judgment. Sometimes, the best way to help is not to take direct action."
"And I will take this opportunity to learn more about this holy pharaoh."
At the edge of the venue, Lin Ke calmly dealt with round after round of provocations.
Pericles' gaze remained fixed on the young figure, and the light in his eyes grew ever deeper.
Leonidas looked at the Holy Pharaoh again, his expression complex and difficult to decipher.
In the end, he simply sighed deeply and said, "Fine."
"This is one of the few things we've reached a consensus on."
“However, I am not here to learn about that holy pharaoh. You must remember that we are fundamentally different.”
King Leonidas of Sparta paused here, clearly indicating that he and Pericles met infrequently, and that their views were often contradictory.
"I will trust your judgment for now, but if that holy pharaoh is really in danger, I will not stand idly by."
“The Greeks would not stand by and watch their benefactors be humiliated, at least the Spartans would not.”
"That is utterly dishonorable."
Pericles twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a helpless, bitter smile.
“I understand perfectly, Leonidas.”
“You are the King of Sparta, and Sparta is also one of the true spirits of Greece.”
The two Greek leaders then continued to focus their attention on the standoff at the edge of the meeting room.
On the other side, Lin Ke calmly looked at the servant, her eyes filled with no anger, only a calmness that was almost pity.
The glamorous figure glanced at Lin Ke haughtily, snorted, and showed no intention of responding.
However, his attendant raised his voice.
"Holy Pharaoh! I advise you to be sensible and leave immediately, so as not to waste our lord's precious time!"
The servant roared arrogantly, deliberately raising his voice as if to ensure that everyone in the hall could hear him.
These extremely rude remarks immediately surprised everyone around them.
The room erupted in discussion, with some covering their mouths and chuckling, eager to see the newlywed make a fool of himself.
Some people frowned and shook their heads, expressing their dissatisfaction with the servants' rude behavior, but most of them just stared blankly.
After all, such a blatant violation of diplomatic protocol is truly rare in the history of world conferences.
Although Lin Ke remained silent, Nan Tong, the "attendant" who had accompanied her to the World Conference, could no longer contain her anger.
Initially, he followed the wishes of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh to remain silent, believing that the conflict between leaders should not be interfered with by subordinates.
However, when the other party's servants began to act arrogantly, it was beyond his tolerance.
Nan Tong narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing anger.
Instead of confronting him like most people would, he made a gesture.
His feet gently left the ground, and his whole body floated up like a light willow catkin.
With a "whoosh," Nan Tong appeared beside Lin Ke at an almost instantaneous speed.
This action surprised many people present, who then realized that the seemingly ordinary "attendant" was actually a master with profound magical skills.
The glamorous man's expression froze instantly. His gaze shifted from Lin Ke to the floating old man, and his arrogance was replaced by wariness.
"What?"
"A magician?"
The atmosphere in the venue became tense, since usually only a leader of a civilization of extremely high status would do something like Lin Ke.
However, ordinary, small civilizations and kingdoms simply do not have such powerful mages, and they dare not bring mages in as servants.
After all, magicians hold a very high status in their kingdom and civilization.
Of course, Nantong in Holy Egypt didn't care about any of that. Even though he was a great solar mage, he only cared about the Holy Pharaoh in front of him.
This made the glamorous man and his entourage feel humiliated once again.
"How audacious! How rude!"
"This is blatant contempt for the World Conference!"
"Holy Egypt, a mere newly joined civilization, dares to act in such a way!"
Upon seeing this, the entourage behind the glamorous figure feigned righteous indignation, raising their voices to question Lin Ke as if they had caught her red-handed.
"Everyone! Everyone!"
"Did you all see that? This is the so-called evidence that Holy Egypt didn't know the rules!"
"The World Conference clearly stipulates that participating civilizations can only send diplomats and ordinary attendants; magic users are strictly prohibited from entering!"
These accusations immediately sparked wider discussion in the room.
Some began to peruse the meeting proceedings, searching for relevant regulations, while others cast increasingly wary and suspicious glances at the Egyptian delegation.
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