The private plane slowly landed.
The staff of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs hurried forward.
However, the cabin door was tightly shut.
Chu Wen, the deputy director of the Qin Land Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, who had led the team to welcome them, had an ugly expression on his face.
"If this were the previous dynasty..." Chu Wen snorted coldly.
If this were the previous dynasty, the king of such a barbaric small country could be dragged out and beheaded for being so rude.
But the Federal Empire could not.
Therefore, Chu Wen could only endure it.
Etiquette was very important in diplomacy.
Moreover, foreign countries could be rude, but the Federal Empire could not.
The Federal Empire had been a country of etiquette and benevolence since ancient times.
Etiquette was the face of the Empire.
It must not be damaged!
Especially the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. The purpose of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was to maintain the image of the Empire and establish the style of the Empire.
Chu Wen had no choice but to contact his superiors.
He dialed the emergency number of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and transferred it to the Special Affairs Liaison Office.
After a few beeps, the call was connected.
"This is Chu Ming!"
"The Prince refuses to get off the plane..."
"It's probably because my level is too low!" Chu Wen said with a self-deprecating and sarcastic smile.
Thus, he received the authorization from the other end of the phone.
"The attitude of the Blackguard is..."
"If the Prince disembarks the plane, we welcome him!"
"If the Prince refuses to disembark, we won't force him!"
The female voice on the other end of the phone was very calm. It was so calm that Chu Wen felt that the Blackguard didn't care about the Prince at all.
After hanging up the phone, Chu Wen's brows slowly furrowed.
A moment later, he gave the order, "Let's go... Let's go for afternoon tea!"
As for the Prince?
He could do whatever he wanted!
… …
Ludwig watched through the window as the eastern diplomats in front of the plane left together.
His eyes slowly narrowed.
He couldn't help but clench his fists.
The glass in his hand shattered into pieces.
Rear Admiral Hurricane was enraged!
But...
Ludwig raised his head. He could clearly feel that in the clouds above his head, a long blade was pointing at him.
That was the Green Dragon Crescent Blade!
Divine weapon!
As long as he dared to act rashly.
Then, this divine blade would immediately descend.
God Slaying Soul!
"Holy Emperor Guan!" Ludwig said solemnly.
The Polish intelligence department still knew about this Guardian God of the Federal Empire.
It seems like... He has awakened to a very high degree! Ludwig thought.
Normally, a sleeping god would not take the initiative to attack.
A large-scale ceremony was needed to be held to awaken him. Only then could he rely on his faith to display the might of a god.
After the attack, the god would definitely fall into hibernation.
Only gods who had awakened to a certain extent could have the ability to actively interfere with the real world.
However …
Did Beelzebub not dare to enter this land because he was afraid of him? Ludwig thought.
Before entering this land, Beelzebub's consciousness had already returned to Hell.
Ludwig thought that "He" should be afraid of gods of the same level, right?
"They really have a deep foundation!" Ludwig sighed.
So, he knocked on the table.
Soon, a servant came up to him and knelt down on one knee. "Your Highness … What are your orders?"
"Open the hatch!" Ludwig said. "Send someone to tell the easterners …"
"I …"
"The Lithuanian Prince of Poland, the protector of Estonia, the leader of the Teutonic Knights, Count Danze, and Baron Bavaria, under the orders of our king, visit the Federal Empire of Xia and request to meet with the respected Emperor of Xia!"
"I need to receive the diplomatic courtesy and treatment I deserve!"
As he spoke, he took out a gold-plated letter from his briefcase and held it in his hand.
This country in the east had been lingering in the hearts of the people of the land of Qin since ancient times.
They were once the country of Elder John.
They were also the source of the whip of God.
They were also the eastern utopia written by Rousseau, Hugo, and others.
But in the end, they eventually became the nightmare of the land of Qin.
From three hundred years ago to today, it was a nightmare that could not be gotten rid of!
It could even be said that the predicament of the land of Qin today was inextricably related to this country in the east!
"Our ancestors … Three hundred years ago, they used force all over the world …"
"The Frans and the Britanians expanded thousands of miles in the Northern Zhou …"
"Frang Ji and the Federal Republic ruled the vast Southern Zhou …"
"India is the place where our products are dumped!"
"Nanyang is the source of our spices and rubber …"
"Even in the east, we once attacked Fusang, coveted Xinluo, coveted Jiaozhi, and even colonized the mainland of this eastern country!"
Ludwig stood up. Countless thoughts surged in his mind.
That was the glorious era of the land of Qin, and also the golden era of the land of Qin!
Unfortunately …
When the smoke of war in the east was extinguished, a brand-new empire rose from the ruins. Everything was different.
That day, a huge fleet sailed out from the ports.
The sails that covered the sky and the sun extended all the way to the Northern Zhou.
Tens of thousands of expeditionary troops pushed cannons and guns and landed from the Northern Zhou.
They claimed that they were the messengers of benevolence and righteousness, the defenders of morality.
They believed that the natives of the Northern Zhou and the Southern Zhou were their compatriots who had separated three thousand years ago.
Therefore, they had a natural obligation.
It was to punish the people for their crimes, to serve the heavens to punish the thieves!
The hundred-year war was bloody.
Even though the countries of the land of Qin formed an alliance army in the end and even sent out transcendent being.
But he was still defeated.
Thus, the golden era ended.
The suffering of the land of Qin began.
Ludwig slowly clenched his fists as he recalled this history.
"But we won\'t lose again!" He said.
"We can\'t lose again!"
If they lost again, it wouldn\'t just be signing a contract.
It wouldn\'t be as simple as giving up the colony.
Because this was the era of the transcendent being!
It was also the era when the gods were about to wake up from their long slumber!
If they lost again …
Ludwig thought of the secrets in the Church of Bone.
He also thought of some of the secrets that Beelzebub had told him.
He understood …
In this transcendent being era, the recovery of spirit aura could already support the gods to be more active today.
If they continued to lose, what they would lose would be something that the land of Qin could not bear!
… …
The Kingdom of Poland\'s formal letter was sent to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs through diplomatic channels.
As the contact person for special affairs, Li An\ 'an saw the contents of the Polish letter on her computer.
She only took a glance and was dumbfounded.
"How dare they!" Li An\ 'an\'s hands trembled.
"How dare they make such a rude request to our country!"
The content of the letter was very short. After being translated into the language of the Empire, it was very straightforward.
The Kingdom of Poland proposed to form a marriage alliance with the Federal Empire.
Its king proposed to the Emperor of the Empire.
He requested for Prince Ludwig of Lithuania to marry the Great Elder Princess of the Empire, Her Highness Rouan.
This was a provocation!
A blatant provocation!
Everyone knew that although Emperor Taizu didn't like the previous dynasty, he didn't like it at all.
However, he praised the backbone of the previous dynasty.
No marriage, no ceding of land, no reparations.
The Emperor guarded the gates of the country, and the King died for the country!
If the previous dynasty was like this, how could the Federal Empire be inferior?
Ring Ring Ring …
The phone rang.
Li An\ 'an picked up the phone.
Zhang Hui\'s voice came from the phone, "Major Li, have you seen the letter?"
Li An\ 'an nodded, "Yes!"
"What do you think, Major Li?" Zhang Hui asked.
Li An\ 'an was slightly stunned, "General... I don\'t dare to express my opinion on such a big matter!"
"Tell me about it..." Zhang Hui smiled and raised his eyebrows on the other side of the phone.
He knew that this koi\'s attitude could indirectly be seen as the attitude of the ancient god.
Li An\ 'an said without hesitation, "I think... he\'s dreaming!"
Although it was already modern times.
But some things had always been rooted in the hearts of the people of the empire.
Zhang Hui listened and chuckled, "He\'s indeed dreaming!"
After putting down the phone, Zhang Hui put on his coat and said to his secretary, "Get ready, let\'s go to the airport!"
"I\'ll meet that Rear Admiral Hurricane!"
He gently moved his wrist.
Before Zhang Hui was injured, his reputation had spread far and wide!
Now, his injuries had completely recovered and he was only one step away from becoming a general.
He had also cultivated the Book of Reason. His strength was no longer the same as before!
With a light wave of his hand, the magic sword that had not been used for several years fell into his hand.
Yama Envoy!
That was his title in the past!
Once the sword was drawn, it would definitely kill!
… …
Ling Ping\ 'an walked on the streets of the imperial capital that was surging with people.
He stroked his pet.
"Strange..." he said, "The fragrance is gone..."
Meow!
The kitten meowed softly.
Behind Ling Ping\ 'an, Chu Weiwei heard his muttering and became curious, "Young master, what fragrance do you smell?"
"It\'s a very delicious fragrance!" Ling Ping\ 'an said, "Unfortunately, I can\'t smell it anymore!"
As he spoke, he swallowed his saliva.
The fragrance he smelled just now was really fragrant!
Ling Ping\ 'an even had a feeling that even if he didn\'t sprinkle salt or add seasoning, that thing only needed to be roasted and it would make the child cry!
This was really the best ingredient for a gourmet!
Unfortunately...
Now, the fragrance had disappeared.
"Didn\'t you smell it?" Ling Ping\ 'an turned around and asked.
Chu Weiwei shook her head, and so did Hu Nuonuo.
Ling Ping\ 'an said, "Maybe I was hallucinating!"
At this moment, his phone rang.
Ling Ping\ 'an picked it up and looked at it. It was his aunt.
"Hello!" He picked up the phone, "Aunt, are you off work?"
"Yes!" On the other end of the phone, Li An\ 'an\'s voice came, but she seemed a little unhappy.
Ling Ping\ 'an couldn\'t help but ask, "What\'s wrong?"
Li An\ 'an sighed, "Nothing... I\'ll come and pick you up right away and bring you back to Luming Villa!"
"Oh!" Ling Ping\ 'an nodded.
… …
Ludwig sat in his seat, the iron armor on his head flashing with an inexplicable luster.
He knew that a strong person was approaching.
He could sense the rhythm of the other party\'s psionic power.
It was quiet, mysterious, as deep as the abyss, and as vast as the starry sky.
"Is it that commander-in-chief?" Ludwig couldn\'t help but hold his weapon. It was a huge two-handed heavy sword!
It was a quasi-divine weapon forged from the star stones he had traded from the Greek gods.
It weighed thousands of kilograms!
More importantly, it was incomparably sharp!
After Beelzebub\'s casting, two divine arts, plague and bleeding, were added.
After being slashed by this sword, even a transcendent being would be attacked by the plague and fall into weakness. Moreover, the wound would not heal and they would bleed endlessly for the rest of their lives!
Ludwig knew that if the commander-in-chief came personally.
This sword wouldn\'t be able to save him!
That was because the commander-in-chief had already taken half a step into the realm of Gods.
In this era where Gods could not fully awaken, he was the strongest existence on Earth.
He could even kill Gods!
The evil god of Nanyang had died in his hands, and he had completely fallen!
"You\'re really giving me face!" Ludwig thought.
However...
He wasn\'t afraid.
The biggest problem of the Easterners was that they loved face, liked to talk about benevolence and morality, and valued procedural justice.
Therefore, when two countries fought, they would not kill envoys.
He wouldn\'t be in danger.
That was something that had been confirmed before he came!
Didn\'t he see that even Alucard could move freely in this country?
But even though he knew, Ludwig still became nervous.
A person\'s name was like the shadow of a tree!
Who wouldn\'t be afraid of the commander-in-chief of the Blackguard?
Raising his head, Ludwig looked in front of him, at the seat opposite him.
A man dressed in black, wearing glasses, and wearing a scarf appeared in front of him.
He was holding a long and narrow magic sword.
A name flashed across Ludwig\'s mind.
Lieutenant General Zhang Hui of the Blackguard!
The Minister of Internal Affairs, the Guardian of the Palace!
The Envoy of Hell!
But...
Wasn\'t he seriously injured and about to die?
Why...
Ludwig looked at the person in front of him.
His breathing was long, psionic power surged from his body, and his eyes were full of spirit.
How could he be seriously injured?
Ludwig could feel that this person had already stepped into the realm of General!
He could become a General at any time!
General!
One person was equivalent to a heavily armored mechanized army!
The kind of heavily armored mechanized army that was equipped with artillery divisions, air defense brigades, and air assault brigades!
They could destroy a country or slaughter a city!
Nuclear weapons were similar to firecrackers in front of them.
To the General, those so-called strategic missiles that were flying slowly in the atmosphere could not aim at him, let alone lock onto him.
Even if he was hit head-on by a hydrogen bomb, it would be very difficult to completely kill such a person.
Because...
The General was already close to God.
As long as there was still one cell alive, the General could be reborn!
To truly kill a General, other than God, the General could only be himself!
For example, the Fran Emperor did not have much lifespan left, and his qi and blood were exhausted.
Therefore, he took the initiative to enter death and was buried in the Invalides Courtyard.
But was he really dead?
That might not be the case.
Perhaps, when the concentration of the recovery of the spirit aura rose again, he would return from his eternal slumber.
But...
Even the Fran Emperor had no choice but to take the initiative to be buried because of his serious injuries.
What was going on with this Envoy of Hell who was said to only be able to attack twice more before collapsing?
How did he recover from his injuries?
Also, how did he break through?
Ludwig stared fixedly at the other party.
"General, you brought your Yama Sword..." after a long silence, Ludwig said in a very pure federal official language, "Are you going to take my head?"
Because of the strength of the Federal Empire, the nobles of the Land of Qin were even more familiar with Eastern culture than their own culture!
For example, Ludwig had read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, read the Water Margin, and even understood the Dream of the Red Chamber.
He also knew how to recite poems and compose poems. He knew the tones and rhythm.
He was even more familiar with the history and allusions of the East.
Zhang Hui chuckled and said, "Your Highness..."
"Our country never points swords at guests!"
"Even if they are evil guests, we will only chase them out of the house!"
Ludwig naturally understood the meaning behind this person's words.
He laughed, "The sages of your country have a saying: A fair and graceful lady is a good match for a gentleman!"
"I admire your country's eldest princess and sincerely propose to marry her... Am I wrong?"
Zhang Hui sneered and did not answer.
He only looked coldly at the Rear Admiral Hurricane, and the magic sword in his hand created layers of ripples.
Ludwig looked at him. He understood that the other party's attitude was actually telling him that he was wrong!
And it was a big mistake!
As for where the mistake was?
For some reason, the easterners would not say it directly.
But Ludwig could guess it.
Three hundred years ago, in the notes of the easterners, the people of the Land of Qin were described as' red-haired ghosts' or 'red-haired barbarians'.
To the easterners, even in the eyes of the Fusang and Jiaozhi people.
The Land of Qin and Kunlun State were also uncivilized and barren lands.
That was also the purpose of his trip.
By marrying the common ruler of the East, the noble eldest princess of this country, he would psychologically destroy their arrogance!
That was also an attempt that he had been planning for a long time.
Once he succeeded, not only would it be a victory against the East, but he would also be able to use it to establish prestige in the entire Land of Qin!
I can even marry the princess of the East!
You guys, hurry up and kneel down to praise the great Polish Kingdom!
That way, the crown of the Holy Roman Empire could be worn on the head of the Polish royal family without bloodshed!
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