"Your Majesty, Holy Pharaoh, when you conquered Jerusalem, did you discover the sacred relics of my Persian Empire?"
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, we are referring to the 'Sword of Truth', which is the sacred artifact of our Persian Empire."
"Legend has it that it can summon the Supreme God of Persia and possesses incredible power."
When he said this, his words were full of anticipation. The other three envoys also held their breath and watched Lin Ke's every move nervously.
Of course, Lin Ke already knew the other party's intention.
These Persians came from afar, ostensibly to congratulate and give gifts, but in reality to retrieve the weapon that could summon the gods.
Their war with the Greek Federation was at a stalemate, and they desperately needed this trump card to break the deadlock.
But how could Lin Ke give up such an important weapon?
In Lin Ke's previous life, the Sword of Truth was almost equivalent to the ancient version of "nuclear weapons".
Possessing it is equivalent to holding the key chips to change the situation of war.
Especially in this world, being able to summon a supreme god means having control over the life and death of tens of thousands of people.
Therefore, Lin Ke did not intend to return the Sword of Truth now. After all, the current relationship between Holy Egypt and Persia was only "friendly". Even if he returned the Sword of Truth, the relationship would not be improved.
But if he doesn't return it, it might naturally cause other problems, so Lin Ke needs to find an excuse.
If it is to be returned, the Persian Empire must owe Holy Egypt a favor, or be able to provide some help to Holy Egypt.
Otherwise, simply returning it would only increase the threat to Holy Egypt.
So, Lin Ke pretended to recall the past and slowly said, "Indeed, after conquering Jerusalem, we found the sword you mentioned."
Upon hearing this, the Persian envoys were immediately delighted.
The older man's hands were shaking with excitement: "That's great! That's great!"
Lin Ke continued to speak, but his tone became heavier: "Not only that."
"Our army has also witnessed its power firsthand."
"The so-called Supreme God was summoned by the Sword of Truth and dealt a huge blow to our army."
This is of course an exaggeration.
Lin Ke's army was actually not affected much.
Lin Ke made this statement to let the Persians know that he had a clear understanding of the power of this artifact.
Moreover, the Persians must be made to understand that this weapon caused great "damage" to Holy Egypt.
Of course, if Lin Ke had not summoned the two supreme gods of Holy Egypt, his army would naturally have suffered heavy losses.
Sure enough, the envoys' expressions immediately changed from joy to shock.
The older man gasped and his expression suddenly changed.
"Wh...what? This..."
Lin Ke said solemnly: "Indeed."
"We lost a lot of good fighters."
"If it weren't for the protection of the gods of Holy Egypt, the situation would have been much worse."
As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell into an awkward silence.
The Persian envoys looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.
They had originally planned to come with joy to claim the lost artifact, but they did not expect to face such a difficult situation.
They didn't dare to speak directly, but were just thinking of other ways.
Lin Ke changed the subject and continued: "But..."
"You don't have to worry too much. I know that the Sword of Truth is an important item for the Persian Empire."
"So, I will definitely return it."
"However, the sword is currently in a very unstable state."
"Its energy is very chaotic and dangerous."
He paused, observing the other person's reaction.
Sure enough, the envoys' expressions relaxed a little, but they were still full of doubts.
"We have placed it in a special room, and dedicated priests pray day and night to appease the sacred power contained within it."
"I don't want anyone near it until it's completely stable."
"I hope you can understand that this is also to prevent similar tragedies from happening again."
"Cairo is a city with a large population. I must ensure that it does not endanger our people."
The older envoy opened his mouth as if to say something, but then closed it again.
Lin Ke could see his inner struggle.
The other party wanted to beg for the return of the artifact, but was also worried that mentioning the matter would backfire.
Lin Ke smiled slightly and his tone became gentle.
"Do not be nervous."
"Given the sword's deep roots in Persia, we never considered claiming it as our own."
"However, in its current state, moving it hastily may lead to unforeseen risks."
Another envoy then asked cautiously, "Then...what should we do?"
Lin Ke looked like he was thinking, and finally, he raised his head.
"How about this, I will write a letter to Nadir Shah in my own handwriting and inform him of the situation here."
"Once the Sword of Truth's power stabilizes, we will discuss this matter."
"What do you think of this arrangement?"
The envoys exchanged glances again, clearly weighing the pros and cons.
On the one hand, they were eager to bring back the artifacts to increase their chances of victory in the Persian war.
On the other hand, the situation described by Lin Ke is indeed worrying, and they believe that rash action may lead to disastrous consequences.
More importantly, Holy Egypt is now the most powerful overlord on this continent. If this powerful kingdom is angered, the consequences will be disastrous.
The elder finally spoke on behalf of everyone: "Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh is merciful!"
"We fully accept your arrangement! It is an honor for the Persian Empire to ensure the safety of the Sword of Truth!"
"Thank you for bringing it back to Cairo and keeping it safe."
"We will definitely remember your kindness!"
As expected, after comprehensive consideration, the other party did not make any further demands.
Lin Ke nodded with satisfaction and gestured to the clerk Remheb beside him.
"Draft the letter for me now."
The clerk immediately spread out the papyrus, dipped the pen in ink, and waited for the Holy Pharaoh's dictation.
Lin Ke cleared his throat and began to dictate the contents of the letter.
When the clerk finished writing, Lin Ke personally stamped the royal seal at the end of the letter.
It was a sun-shaped seal made of gold, symbolizing the supreme royal power of the Holy Pharaoh.
“Please deliver this letter to Nadir Shah in your own hand.”
Lin Ke handed the sealed letter to the older envoy: "Tell him that Holy Egypt regards Persia as a sincere partner."
"When the Sword of Truth's energy stabilizes, we will fulfill our promise today."
The envoy bowed deeply and carefully placed the letter into a specially made silver box. "I will follow the wishes of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh is as wise as the ocean. If Nadir Shah were to learn of your insights, he would surely resonate deeply with them."
Finally, Lin Ke ordered people to donate a lot of weapons and equipment, which was enough for thousands of soldiers.
The other party expressed his gratitude again and left.
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