Chapter 164 Chapter 164: My Good Daughter is Going Crazy!!
Chapter 164: My Good Daughter is Going Crazy!!
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Two days later, an open-air long table had been set up in the central district of Londinium.
All three sides were filled with people. Although the negotiations had not yet begun, the intense animosity in their eyes was palpable.
Strictly speaking, besides Rhodes Island and the Military Commission, there was a third party present here—
That was Weina, representing Victoria.
Only now did she understand that the Doctor's instruction for her to gather the people was never meant to use them as cannon fodder.
Instead, it was to pave the way for her, as the wielder of the King's Sigh, to take control of Londinium in advance.
Under the Doctor's direction, recordings of Weina performing miracles spread like wildfire among the citizens of Londinium.
Consequently, her popularity soared. Riding on the momentum of a great victory, at least for the short term, there was no longer any need to worry about Weina being constrained by the Dukes outside the city.
"A very clever tactic."
The fundamental force driving this entire meeting sat beside the Doctor.
Kevin offered a word of praise.
"Just fabricating a somewhat flimsy foundation."
Weina's background and experiences inherently meant they could provide no support or assistance for her steps towards the throne.
The Doctor lowered her gaze; this was the only solution she could currently think of to thoroughly resolve the troublesome issue.
In today's Victoria, what greater contribution could there be than drawing the King's Sigh and leading the people to repel the Sarkaz?
"I'll head over first."
The meeting was about to begin. As one of the individuals with the highest authority in Rhodes Island, the Doctor naturally could not be absent.
Everyone took their seats. The innermost circle consisted of eight people.
Representing Kazdel: Theresis, Manfred, and a Confessarius.
Representing Rhodes Island: Amiya, the Doctor, and Kal'tsit.
And representing Victoria: Weina, and a Minister of Foreign Affairs who was said to have served the previous Emperor for decades.
"Now, I declare the first tripartite exchange meeting concerning Londinium officially open."
Presiding over the meeting was a renowned High Judge of Londinium. However, even someone long accustomed to high positions dared not linger in such a setting.
After uttering that one sentence, he hurriedly left. Those Sarkaz would truly resort to violence if pushed too far.
"Hmph, you should know this power does not belong to you, Amiya."
Manfred snorted coldly, speaking first.
Anyone who had held such a significant advantage only to have it overturned by a single person would likely have a complaint or two.
"Mr. Manfred, at least you are now sitting at the same negotiation table with us, isn't that right?"
Amiya remained unmoved by his sarcastic remarks.
"These are the terms we can offer."
The Confessarius produced a list, detailing clauses they had studied overnight.
They were clear about what could be conceded and what could not.
...
Bang!
"Impossible. You cannot take away the main Catastrophe drive module of the Fragments Tower or the airships."
After reading it, Kal'tsit stood up and said coldly. Apart from this one clause, the list provided by the Confessarius was essentially a standard treaty of defeat—merely reparations and concessions.
But even if the reparations were less, it wouldn't matter. However, these crucial items absolutely must not be handed over to the Sarkaz.
The danger posed by Sarkaz in possession of these two things was enough to instill fear in her.
"These are products independently developed by the Military Commission. I believe this is a reasonable demand."
The Confessarius sighed almost imperceptibly, making a final attempt.
"Impossible."
Three simple words shattered his last vestige of hope.
"These two dangerous items will be uniformly handled by Rhodes Island..."
Kal'tsit chose what she considered the safest method.
But this time, not only the Sarkaz, but even the elderly man beside Weina couldn't help but frown deeply. If even the Fragments Tower were to be destroyed, Victoria would suffer immense losses this time.
As the main battlefield, how could mere compensation possibly cover the losses of a major nation?
It might be acceptable if it involved sacrificing the Fragments Tower and the airships.
"Dr. Kal'tsit."
The Feline turned around to see Amiya calling her. Unlike before, the expression on Amiya's face felt somewhat unfamiliar to her.
"Let me handle this."
"But..."
"At least for now, I am the Amiya of Rhodes Island."
Her voice was full of determination. The aura contained within her small frame at this moment even attracted Theresis's gaze.
He, who had remained silent from the beginning until now, also turned his attention to her.
She, Amiya, is the Amiya of Rhodes Island!
Kal'tsit was momentarily stunned. She wanted to say something but, after several moments of internal struggle, silently sat back down.
For a long time, her youthful self had been sheltered under Kal'tsit's and the Doctor's wings. While it was indeed safe, her own light could not shine through.
Apart from racial issues, this was also one of the reasons Theresis had always been unwilling to acknowledge her.
A "King" can accept advice but must never become a puppet controlled by certain individuals or factions. In the past, the relationship between Kal'tsit and Amiya resembled that of an Empress Dowager and a young emperor in Yan's history...
"Haha, interesting. This is truly interesting. Garbage-eater, look at that old hag's expression—it's like she ate your usual fare."
The Lord of Blood seemed to be in a very good mood.
Seeing that overbearing old thing having a day like this was as refreshing as drinking a glass of ice water on a scorching summer day.
"Blood Fiend, mind your words."
What does he mean by 'garbage-eater'? Ever since their defeat, this guy had become increasingly rude, almost as if... he had let himself go completely?
"Hahaha... hic!"
Suddenly, the Lord of Blood's laughter stopped abruptly. Perhaps because it was too noisy, the man sitting on the edge of the high-rise building glanced back at him.
The unfinished laughter instantly caught in his throat—he couldn't continue laughing nor swallow it back.
"Hmph, that's all you're good for."
The Lord of Feasters sneered. Bullying the weak and fearing the strong—this Blood Fiend had truly mastered that.
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"Rhodes Island permits you to take away a virtual model of the Catastrophe drive module and two airships."
Amiya's statement was astonishing.
Even the Confessarius was taken aback—not because the condition was harsh but because it was too lenient, giving him an unreal feeling.
"No, Ami..."
"I agree with Amiya's decision. Now it's two votes to one, Kal'tsit."
The Doctor spoke with a smile. Kal'tsit looked at the woman who seemed to have everything under control in astonishment.
The situation had completely spiraled out of her control.
"Please hear me out first, Dr. Kal'tsit."
Amiya's voice carried a hint of authority that Kal'tsit found unfamiliar. She suddenly felt that Amiya before her seemed somewhat different.
She silently sat back down.
"As an additional condition, this treaty needs one more clause: Kazdel or the Military Commission shall not actively invade other nations for twenty years. However, they may retaliate if invaded."
"The appropriateness of the degree of retaliation shall be solely interpreted by Rhodes Island."
"Then how will you ensure we abide by this agreement?"
In response to Amiya's proposal, Theresis pondered for a moment and actually pointed out a loophole in Amiya's words proactively.
Amiya was prepared. An operator soon came forward carrying a box.
Upon opening it, a crystalline triangular prism with complex black patterns, gray-green edges, and a bright yellow center came into view.
"I swear by the ancient Royal Court Covenant; an oath that cannot be broken."
Having received Sarkaz historical memories, Amiya knew that the Royal Court Covenant held real binding power for the Sarkaz.
The amount of surprise Kal'tsit experienced today likely surpassed what she had felt in ten years combined.
When did Amiya bypass her authority to deploy personnel?
She even found the Royal Court Covenant? It was simply unbelievable!
"No! We in Victoria absolutely will not..."
The elderly man sitting beside Weina stood up and was about to say something—
Bang!
"Minister, self-awareness is a good quality. Victoria's contribution in this war does not warrant your statement."
Amiya slammed her palm on the table with a resounding thud. A dark crown even materialized above her head. An already somewhat formed aura of authority spread out.
It gave the old man an illusion of facing an enraged Aslan King from days past.
Weina glanced back at him—the meaning couldn't be clearer. He opened his mouth but then sat back down with a gloomy expression.
"Hahahaha! Good! Very good!"
Theresis laughed heartily. He suddenly felt some recognition for this young Demon King before him.
"Good! On behalf of Kazdel and the Military Commission, I accept your conditions! I swear by the Royal Court Covenant!"
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