The ministers and lords in the hall began to whisper, and many people even smiled.

"Good girl," Duke Cullen smiled and whispered to the "undesirable" Duke Falkenhaus next to him: "Have you ever learned a sharp tongue from you?"

"Vicious tongue? What the hell," Cyril Falkenholz, who was smiling sinisterly, curled up his lips and said quietly: "But as far as I'm concerned, this is a natural ability of women."

In the hall, Russell's expression froze at first, and then his eyes flashed with anger: "Using this trick to drive a wedge between the kings and ministers of Exeter? It's really the Empire style of the stars - just like you shamelessly plotting against our country.

Just like Prince Morar!"

Thales's heart skipped a beat: The main dish is here!

After hearing this, most of the star nobles in the hall showed unwillingness and anger!

But a few people began to think deeply.

"That Duchess was really responsive. She had already struck back without even realizing it." Before Thales could react, Gilbert smiled approvingly: "Your Highness, Duchess Teback's...

One sword strike has already yielded results."

Thales turned to look at the beautiful duchess.

Lyanna seemed to feel Thales's gaze, and turned her head quickly, her eyes piercing like daggers!

Thales was startled, smiled quickly, and then glanced around as if nothing had happened - it seemed that he had just inadvertently glanced at the Duchess.

Gilbert chuckled: "This is not simply to sow discord, but to test whether the will and purpose of King Nunn and the Grand Duke of Black Sand are consistent in this crisis - this is very important!"

Thales' eyebrows jumped!

Gilbert said patiently: "And Russell hurriedly brought back the topic, which was the answer - obviously he himself knew that he could no longer dwell on the topic of who was stronger or weaker between the King of Nunn and the Grand Duke of Black Sand.

"

"In the first round of the sword fight, he was already the one forced to draw the sword first."

Thales suddenly realized, remembering Gilbert's previous inference in the carriage - the assassination of the Exeter Mission was also the wish of some people in their own country. It seems...

Although there is no evidence.

but no matter……

At least in the eyes of many people, the discord between the Grand Duke of Black Sand and King Nun is indeed not trivial.

The view returns to the hall.

"We are plotting to kill your prince?" the one-eyed dragon of South Trieste snorted: "Even a fool can see that the assassination of your mission is a conspiracy to provoke war between the two countries - that's what Exeter likes.

Are you being treated as a swordsman? Even my hunting dogs are not as obedient as you!"

"Star People, do you think we care whether you are innocents or messengers of the Lord?" Russell said slowly.

"Since you are not interested in the truth - why are you still here? Why don't you just cut off a few heads on the street and return them to King Nun?" Duke Zhann of the South Bank said with a sneer.

After hearing this, Russell's eyes flashed with anger and hatred. Under the gaze of the nobles in the hall, he took a step forward and raised the scroll of red dragon fire paint high in his right hand!

On the throne, King Kessel V clasped his hands, his chin was slightly lowered, and his eyes were gloomy and deep.

"Whoever despicably murdered His Royal Highness - we will cut him into pieces! Exeter will seek justice for himself, and there is no need to resort to false hands!"

"But our prince! The king of Exeter, the only son and heir of the Grand Duke of Longxiao City! He died in your kingdom of stars!"

Russell opened his arms, turned around suddenly, and glanced at every lord, noble or official in the hall with flaming eyes.

"His last blood fell on the land of the stars, the last thing he breathed was the air of the stars, and the last thing he saw was the scenery of the stars - he came to the stars with a well-intentioned mission, but you failed to protect him!"

"Whether it was intentional or not, it was your incompetence and connivance that killed him!"

"that's enough!"

"Xingchen must take responsibility and pay the price!"

Russell's eyes widened with anger, and he tore open the seal of the red dragon fire paint - and pulled the scroll violently!

"Both Exeter and King Nun must get an explanation from the stars!"

The six dukes frowned almost at the same time!

Thales's pupils shrank and he saw that there was no signature or seal at the bottom of the scroll full of text.

Some are just a handprint.

Bright red handprints.

Could that be the bloody handprint of King Nun?

The hall was suddenly in an uproar again!

"He didn't sign or seal it. I looked at him with my own eyes and cut my palm open and printed it!"

"This is the anger and despair of King Nun! Do you understand! Star People?"

Russell's last few words were spat out almost through gritted teeth.

The uproar in the hall began to slowly decrease.

Thales had only heard about the assassination of Exter's envoy before. To him, the strange foreign prince seemed indifferent - but now, he finally understood the seriousness of the matter.

Until the heavy voice of the Supreme King sounded again:

"I understand King Nun's anger and despair - believe me, I've known that feeling - and the stars will never shirk their responsibilities."

Kessel said calmly.

The one-eyed dragon Kuside clenched his back teeth imperceptibly.

The king is - is he going to give in?

How is it possible? If you don't pay enough to cut off a piece of meat from the north, how can the evil dragon in the north be satisfied?

If he gives in, Kessel V will not only gain a reputation as weak and incompetent, but he will also be doomed to have even worse relations with the already discordant Northern Territory.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Val Arend across from him, but the man in military uniform just frowned and said nothing.

It's like the calm before a volcano erupts.

"Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty," Russell put down his hand and said coldly: "Yes, I remembered it. You, haha, of course I can understand what you said."

Many people looked strange.

But Kessel ignored his sarcastic words and said directly: "Save the nonsense - what are King Nun's conditions?"

Under everyone's complicated gazes, Russell snorted coldly, opened the scroll again, and began to read aloud.

"Everyone from Exeter, from His Majesty Nun to the nine Grand Dukes, after learning of the tragedy, with great reason, endured the terrible grief and despair, unanimously believed that the stars must bear the responsibility for the misfortune of Prince Morar.

Take responsibility."

After saying this, Russell raised his head and looked around.

Until Kessel nodded slightly:

"It is very reasonable. The misfortune encountered by the noble Prince Morar within the country is a shame to all Star people."

Russell's cold eyes shrank slightly, then he lowered his head and continued reading.

"First, appease the dead. The stars must return the remains of our envoys, especially the remains of Prince Morar, completely, decently, and honorably."

"Second, uphold justice. Help us identify and hand over the murderer and the mastermind behind it."

Falkenhausz snorted: "Assist them? God, it sounds like a superior shouting to a subordinate."

He seemed to be complaining and said to Duke Cullen beside him.

But the latter, who was worried, just stared at Russell solemnly.

The words of Exeter's emergency envoy continued:

"Third, rebuild honor. Please, Your Majesty Kessel, personally issue a public apology to the entire Kingdom of Exeter."

Thales' brows jumped.

Gilbert's words reappeared in his mind.

[Whether it is war or peace, Your Majesty will not be able to escape the accusations of being cold-blooded and ruthless, being inconsiderate of the people, being weak and easy to bully, and humiliating the stars. This will greatly damage the reputation and authority of Your Majesty and the Bright Star royal family in the country.]

But Russell’s coldly blunt words continued:

"Fourth, compensation for losses. Regardless of land or resources, we must receive corresponding compensation. Exeter should receive no less than the size of Pinecone County territory and two northern border counties adjacent to our country as compensation, or Xingchen Donghai

Either 30% of the priority quota of high-quality eternal oil from the whaling industry, or 20% of the priority quota of the first-grade lithium ore on the south bank of the stars, one of the three."

"Fifth, maintain fairness. Exeter and Xingchen must re-establish the "Fortress Peace Treaty", especially the unreasonable national borders twelve years ago - Pinecone County, Zaratan County, and Levo County

, Bear County and Luming County should return to the rule of Exeter unconditionally. The Earl of Watch City should withdraw their reclamation team in the northern Great Needle Forest, and the number of hunters and herdsmen put into the Great Needle Forest every year should be equal to that of the adjacent Black Forest.

After discussion, the Grand Duke of Sandland jointly decided that the Earl of Gulaota should withdraw their scout patrol line to six miles and no longer unreasonably block the Exters from entering the public hunting area."

The hall was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

But Thales knew that this was just an appearance.

Russell gently put down the scroll.

"The above are the conditions of His Majesty Nunn and the Kingdom of Exeter."

The terrible silence in the hall was finally broken.

"What the hell are you talking about!"

Count Zemuto couldn't bear it anymore and roared angrily: "Watch City will not retreat even one step! Let alone give up Pinecone County and Bear County! Tell that bastard from the Black Sand Territory: If you want our territory,

Bring your own troops to get it!"
To be continued...