"The Council of Kings."

This is exactly Pei Renli's purpose.

All misunderstandings are caused by improper communication. As long as he is willing to talk, Pei Renli can easily convey his opinions and positions to the world.

Naturally, there is no more suitable stage than the Council of Kings.

Please come over to Navarre, as Perrenli himself said, she is a ticket, a ticket to the meeting of kings.

"What if they don't invite you?"

"Yes, I will ask them to do it. As long as Elysee launches an attack, everything will be fine."

Kaya and Eve didn't realize it was a joke, but thought it was a flag.

"In other words, how much results can be achieved on the battlefield and how much sensation can be created are the key to entering the meeting of kings, right?" Even if the Demon King appears upright, a cat-and-dog-level Demon King is not worthy of Crossbell's invitation.

, just like the current Republic of Tula.

When we were powerful in the past, we would invite you to every meeting of kings. Whether you come or not is one thing, but we invited you.

This is a manifestation of influence. If the Demon King does not have enough weight, the meeting of kings will become a meeting to discuss how to deal with the new Demon King, rather than a stage for Perenli to express his position.

"Since it's so important, you'd better go and have a look. Are you really relieved that it's all thanks to Elysee and Anna?"

"That's too much. You're annoying me. Do you want to drive me away?"

Pei Renli said in a pitiful tone that he knew was fake:

"They say that after three years of marriage, an old couple loses their passion, and we haven't even been married for a month."

“…..”

Kaya and Eve silently picked up the ink bottles, especially wanting to hit Pei Renli directly in the face...
Chapter completed!