Snow orchids bloom in the night, their fragrance lingering on armor. The evening breeze from the seven seas calls the horn, and the clanging iron chant begins again...
——"The National Anthem of Tiran"
On the sea, a huge fleet was sailing southwards, with Xia Lan and Feng Linshuang Gulosore standing at the bow of the Silver Deer.
"Do you think Barry Randolph will make his and the Queen Mother's illegitimate son the emperor?"
Xia Lan, who had a bad temper, did not discuss the affairs of the world with the Emperor Lin Shuang, but gossiped about other people's family affairs.
"They are innocent, don't slander them!"
Feng Linshuang Gulosore's face turned pale, and he was very dissatisfied with Xia Lan's talk about his mother.
"How is that possible? Barry Randolph simply abandoned you and ran away. I think this failure was caused by him deliberately trying to kill you."
Feng Linshuang Gulosore didn't say anything else, not because Xia Lan guessed right, but because it was his own fault.
After the Narliang incident, Barry Randolph personally found him and sent him, who had secretly escaped, to the fleet back to the Frost Empire.
But after he learned that the Linshuang Empire and the Dawn Church had formed an alliance, he felt that this wave was stable, and persuaded the people who were escorting him to run back to Zichuan City.
"Perhaps the Prime Minister was right not to let me rule the country."
Xia Lan was overwhelmed by Feng Linshuang Gulosore, who suddenly became a depressed young man, and thought that he could not bear the blow. But it will rain and my mother will get married, so I have to be strong.
Where did your momentum go when you ran to the military tent and shouted, "I am Emperor Linshuang, w me, and I will make you a dog after I take power."
"Don't be discouraged. I have prepared a blueprint for you. I will definitely make you the Emperor."
Xia Lan took out a map of the courtyard and introduced it to Feng Linshuang Gulosore:
"Look, the Frost Empire is in the northwestern continent, the City-State Alliance is in the southwestern peninsula, and this is the Zilaner Kingdom, which is composed of Zilaner Island and the Baltic Sea.
We all have a common enemy (who are despised by our common enemy), and that is the nations of the Western Continent. If we form a tripartite alliance and encircle them, then the hegemony of Zhongting will be entirely within our grasp."
Xia Lan slapped the map and said it domineeringly, which made Feng Linshuang Gulosore take it seriously.
The Frost Empire, known as the Northwest Barbarians, has always been looked down upon by the self-proclaimed orthodox nations of the Western Continent. The City-State Alliance's private reselling of noble titles is even more detestable, but...
"What does this have to do with the Zilaner Kingdom? The current king is Tone Sudin, right?"
Xia Lan shook her head, saying that this kid was too narrow-minded. She calmly took out the crown of thorns, put it on her head, and said:
"My wife's surname used to be Zilaner. Tone Sudin doesn't have any royal blood, so the royal lineage of Zilaner belongs to me."
Just as he finished speaking, a decadent young man on the deck with a hangover stood up drunkenly with a bottle of wine in his hand, staggered two steps and lay down again.
"Give me some wine, why is there no more wine..."
Tomon Mido pulled the man, who was barely standing, to his feet, grabbed his collar and shouted:
"Jon, stand up!"
Bang!
Tormon was pushed away, and Jon was breathing heavily with the smell of alcohol, his grief indescribable.
"He died for me, but why didn't I die? He... He is my father..."
Ignoring Jon Zilaner who was wailing like a lone wolf, Xia Lan pulled Feng Ransom Guluosore back to his blueprint.
"I wrote to the City-State Alliance last year. I believe they should have decided who to send by this autumn harvest. We'll talk to their representatives first and try to come up with a decision next year."
Feng Linshuang Gulosore shook his head, closed the map, and said, "Don't even think about letting the Linshuang Empire work for nothing. I'll just stay here quietly and wait for the Linshuang Empire to appoint a new emperor."
"How can I work for nothing? I can grant these seven large islands in the Baltic Sea to the nobles of Lin Shuang."
Xia Lan slapped his hand away, opened the map again, and pointed to the seven large islands occupied by the Tidu Alliance.
"I haven't taken power yet, so I have no say in the empire."
"It doesn't matter if you don't rule the country yourself. You still have your chancellor, Barry Landolt. He cares deeply about you, His Majesty the Emperor."
Whether it was the pressure of the Frost Royal Family's power or Barry Randolph's genuine loyalty, he just wrote a letter to the Imperial Chancellor and immediately received his reply.
As time passed, the fleet returned to Hanyue Island, and the dock was crowded with people welcoming them.
Zichuan City,
Tone Sudin immediately established his rule on Zilan Island with the help of the surrendered nobles. With the support of the Church of Dawn, his throne seemed stable.
Not only did he abolish the parliament's monopoly on power, he also received envoys from various countries, and gave an explanation to the countries with the heads of his father Frei Sudin and Yohan Jonwen, and then there was no further action.
Afterwards, all the privileges of the countries in the Western Continent in Zilaner were revoked, and all the nobles who had ambiguous relations with them died of illness. This caused strong dissatisfaction among the countries, and the Baltic Sea also became strangely quiet.
Although the Dawn Church's sneak attack on the Frost Empire was planned by Barry Randolph, it gives people the feeling that they not only stabbed their allies in the back and pocketed the benefits, but also tried to get involved in worldly affairs between kingdoms.
This dealt a heavy blow to the political prestige of the Church of the Dawn, and anti-Dawn movements of varying degrees emerged in various countries in the Middle Atrium.
But the Dawn Church also felt very wronged. Those northwestern barbarians were too unruly. It was clearly they who came to them first and used the northwestern continent as a missionary base to lure them.
As a result, after the incident, these guys not only did not want to pay the bill, but also accused the Dawn Church of spying on their Lord's grazing land.
Bah, so cheap!
If Tone Sudin had not betrayed the Frost Empire, it would have been the Church of Dawn who stabbed them in the back, but what could they do?
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