"And if not..."

Then give up.

give up.

Thales stared at her, his hand on the table tightly clenched into a fist.

Miranda.

Please!

"Star Lake Castle doesn't support idlers, or are you willing to offer yourself a pillow to warm my bed?" Thales' tone was frivolous and exaggerated, full of sarcasm and disdain.

Miranda said nothing, but clenched her fists.

Please, stay away from me.

Thales looked at her silently, with a sneer still on his face.

Stay away from Star Lake Castle.

Stay away from this quagmire, this whirlpool, this trap.

At least, avoid the eye of the storm in the future and protect yourself.

Avoid falling victim to the “covenant”.

Please.

Dark clouds cover the ceiling, and the light in the study is very dark.

Under Thales' urging and questioning eyes, the female swordsman's eyes moved slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

After a moment, she raised her head, and there seemed to be a decision between her brows.

"Northern Territory."

Miranda said firmly:

"If you help me return to Cold Castle and assume the position of Duke, little brat, I promise that I will bring you the North."

Northern border?

There was no time to care about the other party's title. Thales was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud:

"What are you talking about? The northern territory is the territory of the kingdom."

But Miranda shook her head firmly.

"You do not understand."

The female eagle of the Arend family has a keen eye.

"I promise that I will bring you a different Northern Territory, not geographically, not traditionally, not now, not even before."

"It's the future, the northern border of the kingdom that your father has been dreaming of for many years."

Thales' eyes moved, and he subconsciously retracted his arms and straightened up.

What?

Miranda took a step forward and said decisively:

"I promise that it will no longer be a special case in the north outside the kingdom system. From inheritance to jurisprudence, from land to population, from culture to system, from finance to management, from agriculture and animal husbandry to defense, from conscription to tariffs,

From personnel to logistics, from the Great Needle to the Desolate Land, from the Desolate Temple to the Neverwinter Palace, from the birch forest to the Broken Dragon Fortress, the Renaissance Palace will rule the North like an arm and a finger, just as it says it will rule with one purpose.

Center Collar.”

Like an arm using a finger...

To put it bluntly...

Thales' eyes changed completely.

The prince looked at Miranda in disbelief:

"Madam, what are you talking about?"

Miranda snorted coldly and said without hesitation:

"Yes, there are no backward traditions, no annoying customs, no old-fashioned families, no annoying lords, and no embarrassing compromises. The best military source and bridgehead in the Northern Kingdom will be exactly as your father expected.

Completely and thoroughly integrated into the system and rule of Star Kingdom."

Miranda gritted her teeth:

"Under the royal authority, there is no remaining sound."

Completely...

Fully integrated...

Thales couldn't sit still anymore. He jumped off the desk, not even caring to maintain his previous utilitarian and cold appearance.

"Let me clarify, you said that after you become the Duke, you will not only give up the northern territory, but also the power in your hands..."

Thales swallowed hard and asked:

"Even if that means that the northern territory will no longer be the territory it once was, the lord will no longer have the rule it once had, and the duke will no longer have the status he once had?"

How, how could...

Miranda looked at him silently.

After a few seconds, she curved the corners of her mouth, showing a confident but cold smile, and tilted her head upward, as if in provocation:

Yes, little brat.

How?

Thales' expression was still astonished: "I, I don't understand, why, why would you..."

"You also said that a blank check is worse than nothing."

Miranda exhaled and smiled softly.

"As long as I am not the Duke of the North, or to be precise, a duchess, then the power represented by this title, whether great or small, far or near, is meaningless to me."

Miranda smiled coldly:

"In this case, I can only take out heavier chips."

"For example, the future taxes promised by the 'Xianjun' when borrowing debt, or the recently popular saying from Comas: options."

The female swordsman of the Alende family raised her head with an imposing manner:

"What should I say, Your Highness, Falkenhauser, Chroma and Bozdorf, are they willing to give you such a bargaining chip for the future?"

Thales blinked desperately.

"If what you say is true, if you really want to be in the future..."

Thales couldn't believe it:

"That will be you, no, it will be an unprecedented change for the Arend family to their vassals, to the historical legal system, to the dignity of the north, and even to itself."

"betray?"

Miranda picked her ears and didn't care:

"Why, is it as serious as my father's treason?"

Taylor was speechless for a moment.

But at that moment, he thought of what he had said in front of the king.

[If people know that I am the king's internal agent, then I will be regarded as a traitor to the noble camp by thousands of vassals, criticized by thousands of people, and despised by thousands of people.]

Thales looked at Miranda blankly at this moment.

It's like seeing another self.

but……

Why, why can she be so free and uninhibited, so careless?

This is obviously...

But then he thought of something and his face darkened.

"No, this is still a blank check. It's something you can only do when you become a duke," he forced himself to shake his head and refuse, "it's based on your empty promises."

"But no one else dared to give it, even just verbally."

Miranda interrupted him without any doubt:

"And this is not something that can only be achieved after I become a duke. In fact, your father has already started to do it."

Thales stared at her closely, finding that he could not understand the thoughts of the person in front of him.

"So, do you dare to accept it?"

Miranda's eyes were like two long swords, pinning him to the point of being unable to move:
To be continued...