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“…Alright.”
“Even if you can completely defeat us in terms of martial strength…”
Snow pounded the table in anger. He glared at the now-calm Elena and roared, “What about a legion battle?”
“What will you use to face a force twenty times larger?”
Not only did Snow not understand this, but all the kings present were also puzzled by Elena’s actions… If this was a decapitation strike, then Elena had no need to waste words with them. She could have just captured or killed them directly. There was no need to waste her breath explaining these things to them.
Since Elena had not chosen this most brutal method, it meant that she hoped they would surrender or submit. And in the face of such a huge disparity in strength, they didn’t mind expressing their submission.
But at this moment, they needed to fight for the greatest benefits.
Nobles were like that, a group of insatiable parasites, sucking the blood of the people to nourish themselves, and thus constantly growing stronger. They would not let go of any opportunity to gain benefits.
And the royal family was the best of the nobles.
On the surface, Snow looked extremely furious at this time, but in fact, his heart had already accepted the outcome. It was just a feeling of changing from an independent alliance to a vassal state. In his own territory, he was still the tyrannical King of Roseth. At worst, he would just become a duke.
And their performance at this time was just an exquisite performance. They wanted to play a game with Elena to get the best benefits for themselves.
Unfortunately, their plans were about to fall through… because Elena had no intention of negotiating with them at all.
“Numbers don’t mean anything.”
“We will not slaughter the city. They don’t mind who the ruler above them is. The people will not resist us.”
“And do you really think that your relatives will fight me to the death for you?”
Elena paused for a moment, sneered with disdain, and said, “To put it bluntly.”
“You have no right to negotiate with me.”
“Submit or die.”
“You only have these two choices.”
Elena’s firmness and coldness made Snow and the others’ hearts skip a beat. They suddenly realized that things were not as they had imagined.
Gaden, who was lying on the ground like a corpse, suddenly got up at this time. He said with a fawning smile, “I submit! The Kingdom of Gaden chooses to submit.”
“Your Majesty Elena! I will definitely…”
Crack.
A huge sound suddenly came from Gaden’s knees. His whole person lost control and knelt down heavily.
Thud.
In the terrified gazes of others, he was like acting in a silent film, his mouth wide open, wailing silently.
“…Why?”
Snow didn’t understand. Why treat Gaden like this? Elena clearly had better means and time to deal with him…
“He provided convenience to the Dark Brotherhood who attacked the city of Kose, and the slave trade under him is the most vile and bloody.”
“He is one of the two who will surely die.”
One of the two…
Snow suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He looked at Elena, his lips began to tremble, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
“The other one…”
“…Who is it?”
And this time, Elena did not speak, but just sighed softly, and then looked at Snow’s eyes coldly.
“…Me?”
“Me!?”
“Why me?”
“I have never interfered in the slave trade.”
Clang, clang, clang.
He pounded the table frantically, knocking over the wine glass in front of him. He didn’t even care. Snow was like a beast that had been cornered, glaring at Elena with a man-eating gaze.
“Do you really not understand?”
Elena’s black eyes were as pure as a deep pool, without a trace of emotion. She said flatly, “You indeed did not interfere in the slave trade, but you are Gaden’s biggest customer.”
“The young girls who died at your hands…”
“You know how many there are.”
Slumping onto the stool, Snow wanted to argue, but every time he wanted to open his mouth, he couldn’t say a word when he looked at Elena’s eyes.
Withdrawing her gaze from the dejected Snow, Elena looked at the remaining twenty-eight kings.
“It’s time to make a choice.”
A choice? The answer is already very clear… no one wants to die. Let alone these kings who have beautiful wives and concubines.
After a long hesitation, these kings were about to speak…
“What about the gods?”
“Will the Church of Justice really mess around with you?”
“Or in their eyes, is invading other countries also a just act?”
At this time, Snow’s eyes were bloodshot. He had long since lost his initial composure, like a desperate gambler in a casino. He had seized the last chance and was going all in.
Snow’s loud shout made these kings begin to hesitate again. They had hope again.
That’s right. Isn’t the god that Fente believes in now the God of Justice? A group of self-proclaimed followers of justice actually doing such an evil thing. The Church of Justice will definitely find trouble with Fente then.
“This is the last chance!”
Since Snow had already torn off his face, he no longer hid his expression. His hair was messy, and he laughed at Elena with arrogance, “If that’s the case…”
“Then all the followers of justice might as well switch to believing in the God of War.”
“At least they won’t…”
A dazzling light made Snow’s words get stuck in his throat. He looked at Shelley, who now had a crown on his head and a scepter in his hand.
Although he was not qualified to meet the high priest of a divine church, he had also learned about the ranks in a divine church. This crown was definitely not something a high priest was qualified to wear. Besides a god, the only one who was qualified to wear it was the legendary… pope.
Shelley let the scepter in his hand float in mid-air, and then said calmly, “You don’t have to worry about the gods.”
“We will not let them give up control of their territory. On the contrary, I will promise them to preach in the territory of Ir.”
“In the name of the High Priest of the Half-Elven Church, and the acting god.”
This matter was mutually beneficial for the divine churches.
Shelley revealed a knowing smile and said to the dazed Snow, “Don’t worry.”
“They… will not refuse.”
Shelley was one hundred percent sure of this.
“Your Majesty the Queen! Your Highness the Prince.”
The guard from before appeared at the entrance of the great hall again, and this time, his face was full of excitement and agitation.
Lilith is really impatient.
Shelley gestured for him to speak directly. The guard took a deep breath and said in a loud voice, “The crisis in the city of Kose has been resolved.”
“There were a total of one hundred and fifty-three enemies, all of whom have been executed…”
“Among them…”
The guard puffed out his chest and said in a loud voice, “The head of a legendary leader has been placed on the bell tower of the city of Kose.”
There was another sentence that the guard kept in his heart and did not say: To commemorate the innocent people and brave warriors who sacrificed themselves in this battle…
