twenty seven
"Don't be excited, don't be excited!" Joyce smiled proudly and pressed down with both hands. "Everyone knows the situation of the Kingdom of Portis. Losing half of the territory is always much better than destruction, right?"
"According to your conditions, is there any difference between destruction?" Bolin said coldly.
Sheila said nothing and pulled out the sword with a clang.
The guards of the envoys of the Three Kingdoms immediately raised their weapons and were tense for a moment.
"I've said it all!" Joyce made a very embarrassed expression and shook his head and said, "Don't be excited for now, listen to me."
"According to my conditions, there is certainly a difference between the direct destruction of the Kingdom of Portis, and it is very different." Joyce picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip. "At least the Kingdom of Portis still exists, Her Majesty the Queen or Her Majesty the Queen, the nobles, are still nobles."
"Those damn rebellions!"
As soon as Joyce said that, Bolin immediately rushed to the championship.
Joyce's last sentence is the key point.
The nobles are still nobles.
Even if the Kingdom of Portis is in name only, even if the queen becomes a puppet or even a toy, the nobles are still nobles, and they can still enjoy their bright lights and wine, and their debauchery.
At this moment, Bolin finally understood where the map in Joyce came from.
"Of course, the two beautiful ladies are still the king's inner-minister and the king's guards, and none of this will change."
"Bah!" Bolin almost lost her mind, spitting in front of Joyce, shouting, "Get out! Get out of here! Even if the Kingdom of Portis perishes, it will never succumb to the hands of the dirty villain!"
"Haha, dirty villain?" Joyce showed disdain, "Your Excellency the Interior Official School is a student of the Interior Official School who has just graduated. He is so naive and cute."
"And, Mr. Interior," Joyce continued, "You cannot represent the Queen's opinion! Her Majesty, what do you think of my proposal? Do you choose to continue to live a rich and frugal life in the palace, or choose to become a king of a country that falls?"
"Oh, let's see." Joyce stood up and walked around Chen Chu, looking up and down, and said frivolously, "Her Majesty the Queen should still be a virgin. Tsk, she is still a virgin queen, but she is very valuable. I believe many people are willing to spend a high price to taste the taste of the queen!"
"I kill you!"
Bolin roared, pulled out the long sword of the patterned accessories around her waist and slashed hard at Joyce.
"bite"
With a crisp sound of metal collision, Bolin's long sword fell to the ground.
Joyce's guard held up his weapon and stood in front of Joyce with expressionless face.
Hilla looked at the guard with a serious expression.
As a genius high-level knight, Sheila naturally has a good vision. She could see that this knight is very strong and her strength is definitely not inferior to her.
"Her Majesty the Queen." Joyce's face turned cold, "Please choose whether to accept my kindness, become my wife, or reject me, and wait to become a king slave who has lost his country!"
For a moment, everyone in the auditorium turned their attention to Chen Chu.
"Yeah." Chen Chu still lowered his head, and when he spoke, he still pointed his head slightly.
Shocked, sad, unbelievable.
Bolin and Sheila's faces were bitter.
They were born and raised in the kingdom. The kingdom trained them to become talents. They all had the awareness of dying for the kingdom.
However, now, Her Majesty, whom they swear to be loyal to, betray them, their own territory and people.
"Hahahahahahahahahaha!" Joyce burst into laughter. After laughing, he looked at Chen Chu contemptuously and said, "No, good, what a wise decision!"
Just as Joyce was making a fuss, the envoys from the other two countries looked at their noses and their hearts, silently and silently.
"To be honest, Her Majesty Queen, I pity you, but I admire you too." Joyce said, shook his head, "Unlike some idiots who are passionate, you can endure humiliation and know how to take the overall situation into consideration. If you have the conditions, you may really be an excellent king."
Joyce seemed to really appreciate Chen Chu's attitude, and used the word King for the first time. Then Joyce sighed and continued, "What a pity! Your waste father, who is like a pig, has left you such a mess."
Just as Joyce finished saying this, the atmosphere in the auditorium suddenly became strangely solemn.
Chen Chu, who had been lowering his head, finally raised his head.
For the first time, everyone witnessed her unparalleled perfect face up close.
Her closed eyes are a flaw, but it makes people unable to help but describe the beauty of her eyes open in their minds thousands of times.
There was a silence. For some reason, everyone began to feel ashamed of themselves.
Everyone unconsciously lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at Chen Chu because their eyes were rude blasphemy.
Slowly, Chen Chu opened his eyes.
As vast as a galaxy, as deep as an abyss.
This seemed to be a pair of gods' eyes, pulling the souls of everyone, making people unable to help but be addicted to it.
At this time, Chen Chu's usual burnout expression was cold and his face was covered in coldness.
"What did you say just now?"
Chen Chu's dark eyes fixed on Joyce.
Joyce was suddenly covered in cold sweat.
At this moment, it seemed as if there was a world where the weight was pressing on Joyce.
"No...no, nothing..." Joyce stuttered in horror.
The envoys of the other two countries looked at each other and both saw a look of shock in each other's eyes.
Unlike Joyce, the envoy who was visiting, these two people have extremely powerful powers themselves, both of them are elite units at the seventh level. Naturally, they can feel the meaning of Chen Chu's extraordinary momentum at this time.
"Wow, I'm worthy of being my daughter, so awesome."
Winnie's little mouth opened into an O-shaped shape, secretly giving Chen Chu a thumbs up.
However, when Joyce finished saying this, Chen Chu lowered his head again, and the vast and terrifying aura disappeared in an instant.
"What, it's really my daughter, she's only handsome for three seconds."
Winnie curled her lips in dissatisfaction, wrinkled her nose, and quietly ran away.
Winnie was very excited about the reception of foreign envoys. After all, the Ten-Term Empire has never had diplomacy, and no matter who they meet, they gathered troops to do it.
After actually seeing these envoys, Winnie felt that everyone was talking about something that everyone could understand, but she couldn't understand, so she felt very bored.
Bolin and Sheila secretly exchanged eyes, and their hearts were filled with surprise and doubt.
"It seems that we don't know enough about Her Majesty the Queen."
Bolin and Sheila were a little ashamed because they believed that Her Majesty the Queen had succumbed to each other's threat.
Chapter completed!