Chapter 1654: 1654 War and Peace, Part 192 - Conference Day 7, Night ⑤ -

"Father!"

"... what's up, Anne"

Swendle was in the middle of letting Orlowarge, a pet princess, clean his ears. The outfit is sloppy, with a liquor bottle on one hand. Wendle, weary of alcohol and pleasure, is very much the king of one kingdom.

Anneclose usually sighs at that body, but it's only today that I was angry and opinionated. Even though it is an anneclosure, it is an act that, if one mistake is made, is hand-held.

"Why did they take me off the meeting! Negotiations were just about to come together, aren't they ruined!

"... hmm, what. Oh, you know what?"

"That's what you said?

Anneclose took a step further. Anneclose's near-term is not allowed to step into the king's tent. If you even step in, you will be executed on the spot. Some would still say it if it were just him, but these days Swendre has been so ruthless and so harsh that he executes even the lone party.

Nobody steps in because they know that, and now only within the royal palace can they give Swendre an opinion is about Anneclose. Did Orloage also marvel at that Anneclose sword screen, stopping Swendle from cleaning his ears and seeing it in Anneclose.

But Swendle just glanced at Anneclose and meditated again, not interested.

"What's up, Orlowarge? Your hands are stopping."

"... Ha. Excuse me."

"Father!"

Swendle replied calmly with his eyes closed, not angry, against the increasingly fierce Annecloses.

"It's Anne sometimes. I thought you were in charge of the Unified Martial Arts Games, but how'd it go?

"It's..."

"Would it be a total defeat?

Anneclose was much stuck in Swendle's sober allegations.

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"It's... it is. Aren't the elites left by your father in the country?"

"Absolutely. Nor do we need to show the strength of our original Dragon Cavalry regiment here. But at the same time, we want to be aware that we are a force with dragons. You didn't think anyone would stay this far, did you?

"Mm..."

"Fair enough. It will be the first time you and your Lord have come out of Romansland and touched the international community. Take this opportunity to stay in touch with exotic culture. This meeting is not as interesting as planned."

Anneclose reacted perfectly to Swendle's words.

"As planned? You said it was on schedule."

"Oh. I don't know what to say, but it's roughly on my schedule. The course of the meeting after this is also predictable. Right, Voff!?

"Ha."

Suddenly Anneclose was frightened by the answer she gave behind her back. There should have been no sound coming in the tent, but at some point Voff was standing behind him.

Swendle explains with a thin smile.

"I've had this voff join the Sage Society for some years now"

"The Sage Society?

"You don't know. It's a gathering of self-proclaimed intellectuals from the continent. I also have connections with this Voff who pulled the 'schemer' into our camp, and I was able to meet Shane Sereno in advance because Voff has become a suspension bridge.

This meeting is a race from the beginning. Whether the beasts come or not, it doesn't change the result when my little girl tries a little trick when she's a muse or a ray fan. The Continental Peace Conference is a deliberative system, and it can't beat the logic of numbers.

Then it's only natural that you should be ready before you board the meeting. Nothing has changed since the meeting began. The battle is over before it starts. Who starts a fight with no prospect of winning? "

The light of his eyes on Swendle, which he said boringly, was sharp, as if he had been when he was called King Wise. Anneclose continues, albeit slightly confused.

Continued

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