Gwen was not surprised that the nobles and the church in the south were eager to make a move. In fact, in a way, he was the one who personally facilitated the actions of the nobles and the church.
The alchemy potion business that almost shattered the original market, the disruptive magic network technology, mining machinery and equipment, these things brought wealth to the nobles in the south that they had never imagined. But at the same time, as long as the nobles had a little brain, they would realize that they were gradually being eroded and controlled by Cecil in the process. On the other hand, with Viscount Andrew in Tanzania Town as an "agent", almost half of the ore business in the south had fallen into the hands of the Cecil -Leslie alliance. Therefore, the nobles who were suppressed happened to be the ones who had the greatest military force in the south. After all, controlling the ore was equivalent to controlling the resources to forge weapons, which was equivalent to being able to build and maintain a strong army.
Therefore, the nobles in the south, especially the wealthiest and most powerful ones, would sooner or later treat Cecil as an enemy.
"Cecil's land flows with gold and silver, and the ruler of this land has a 'weakness' that can be attacked." In this era, no one could resist this temptation.
On the other hand, since last winter, the territory had accepted a large number of heretical believers from the Holy Spirit Plains, which was constantly stimulating the nerves of the Church of Holy Light. Those missionaries could not make any waves in the south, but if the nobles in the south wanted to deal with Cecil, then the Church of Holy Light would have the opportunity to enter this area. This was a matter of course.
Gwen was very clear that these changes were inevitable and would happen. As long as he wanted to establish his own new order in this world, there would be a conflict with the original traditional forces sooner or later. In this kind of change that involved the basic rules, there was no room for compromise. Everything had to be done by force in the end. So after realizing this, Gwen knew what he had to do. He silently prepared to use force to speak, and then see when the traditional nobles and the church could not help but make a move.
Heti was also a smart person. Seeing Gwen's attitude, she knew that the ancestor had been planning for this situation all along. But there was one thing she did not understand. "Ancestor, why do you have to wait for them to make a move first? You know, from a legal point of view, you always have a reason to take the initiative without any moral issues. After all, all the nobles in the south now occupy your fief … "
"It's very simple. It's because the land is vast and the population is sparse," Gawain replied casually. Seeing that Heidi still had a puzzled look on her face, he shook his head helplessly and said, "Let them gather their people together. We'll just fire a round of saturation artillery and ray guns at them. That way, we won't have to fight them one by one."
.. Heti..
Of course, Gwen's words were more or less a joke. Strategically, they could look down on the enemy, but tactically, they still had to pay attention to them. Even if they were just a bunch of old-fashioned nobles who did not know the power of Cecil's guns, the force in their hands was still a threat. So Gwen took out a piece of paper from the blank letter beside him, wrote two lines on it, and handed it to Heti. "This letter is for Countess Glen."
Heti glanced at the content of the letter. It was very brief. "It's time to settle the accounts. Check the inventory."
After Heti left, Gwen stood up and went to the map that depicted the entire southern territory and fell into deep thought.
To be honest, although Gawain was prepared to fight against the traditional forces of this world, if it weren't for the change in the situation, he wouldn't have let his territory, which was still in its development stage, enter a state of war so early.
According to his initial plan, he wanted to quietly develop the territory, continuously open up new lands and establish industrial zones in the south until he had absolute power. Then, he would jump out and beat up the traditional nobles.
However, the plan could not keep up with the changes. The negotiations between Typhon and Ansu had begun. Regardless of whether the peace agreement could be signed smoothly or not, the current relatively stable situation in the south would change. If a war broke out, it was needless to say. If a peace agreement was signed, it would temporarily solve a major external problem. The royal family of Ansu, who had freed up their hands, would pay attention to Cecil, who was rapidly rising in the south and frequently challenging the traditional order.
Francis II wasn't a fool. He tolerated the Cecil Family's return to the limelight. He tolerated this ancient family's activities in the southern border because he couldn't solve the internal and external problems. He didn't want to add a bad reputation of disrespect to the ancestors to the already controversial "illegitimate royal family". He also didn't want to give the nobles who didn't support the royal family a new excuse to criticize them.
In addition to the possible changes between Typhon and the Ansu royal family, there was also the increasingly strange and crazy actions of the Church of Holy Light recently, and the complex threats of various forces in the southern territory …
All these factors combined made Gwen realize that he must solve these external problems in the near future. At least, he must completely control the situation in the southern territory and make this relatively isolated land into his stable rear.
Back then, Gawain had promised Francis II and all the nobles in the royal city that he would not "take the initiative" to make a legal declaration about the existing land distribution in the south. Although it was fine for him to make such a declaration in the name of "ancestor", Gawain still hoped that his actions would be justified.
It was best to let the nobles in the southern territory jump out on their own.
Of course, they had the motive and reason to jump out. It was not because of the greed of the nobles, nor was it because of Gwen? The system that Cecil implemented in his territory had really aroused their "righteous indignation". It was because the fact that the Cecil family had risen again in the southern territory was enough to make 90% of the rulers of this land have goosebumps.
When Cecil was weak, they might not have felt threatened, but as Cecil grew stronger, the hostility from the various nobles in the southern territory grew stronger. After all, they all relied on sharing Cecil's ancestral property to develop. In a sense, the Cecil family had the legal right to declare the entire southern territory.
Since their hostility would erupt sooner or later, Gwen did not mind helping them a little and letting them unite earlier.
Therefore, the 25th Production and Construction Office under the Military Intelligence Bureau made a plan. The 25th Production and Construction Brigade, which was good at gathering intelligence and spreading false military information, carried out the plan (passively).
Then, the group of nobles in the southern territory who were vigilant and hostile to the Cecil family could not help but want to jump out …
Those nobles who followed the ancient etiquette did not necessarily have the courage to go to all-out war with their ancestors, so they probably just wanted to jump out and demonstrate to the Cecil family with a low-intensity friction. Then, according to the "Aristocratic Game", they would cheat some benefits from the Cecil family, but …
As long as they jumped out, the scale of this "friction" would not be decided by them.
Gwen withdrew his gaze from the map and then focused his mind. In his mind, the overhead view from the surveillance satellite appeared …
In the long hall of the Contract Castle, a document was being read out by the etiquette officers from two countries under the witness of everyone present.
The voices of the two etiquette officers echoed in the hall almost exactly at the same time. With the support of magic, not only was the voice loud and clear, it even seemed to have a kind of awe-inspiring solemnity and heaviness —
"… We jointly believe that restoring peaceful relations is the first step to jointly deal with threats, and stopping the current border confrontation is the first step to ensure peace … From the date of the signing of the agreement, military confrontation and all mutual military infiltration will be stopped … On the basis of restarting diplomatic relations, border trade and the flow of people will be resumed, and martial law will be gradually lifted … Together, we will monitor the Great Wall …
"… The above conditions are witnessed by the gods and the spirits of our ancestors, and approved by the great and wise rulers of the two countries …
"… Ansu/Typhon year 736, at the Contract Castle on the common border …
"Long live peace."
After the solemn last sentence, the long hall suddenly rang with warm and lasting applause.
Regardless of whether the people in the hall were still hostile to each other, whether they were still on guard against each other yesterday, and whether they would still be estranged from each other in the future, at least at this moment, everyone who had experienced a long negotiation was clapping their hands sincerely, rejoicing for this hard-won peace agreement.
The peace agreement that was witnessed by everyone left the seal of the rulers of the two countries. Then, a sorcerer engraved the agreement on two pieces of adamantine on the spot and handed them to the two countries for safekeeping. The original draft of the agreement, on the other hand, would be left in this "treaty fortress", sealed in a safe made of mithril, and sunk into the depths of a well-guarded secret chamber below the fortress.
But these subsequent and ceremonial things were no longer Silas Baron Lorist. Duke Lorren was paying attention to this. He just looked at the king and Rosetta the Great shaking hands, talking, and then giving each other decorative swords. In a peaceful and warm atmosphere, this historic negotiation ended.
Next was the banquet with a slightly relaxed atmosphere. The grand banquet lasted until late at night.
Even though the negotiation had ended, Silas Baron Lorist did not relax at all. Duke Loren did not relax in the slightest. He knew very well how many people were watching this peace negotiation. Among them, there was no lack of people who did not wish for peace. Therefore, even after the agreement was signed, as long as the king was still in the Treaty Castle and on the border, he could not let his guard down.
Presumably, it was the same for Typhon. Because during the entire banquet, Baron Lorist noticed Rosetta Baron Lorist. The guards around Emperor Augustus were always close to him, and there were even more guards around him.
But in the end, everything ended peacefully.
Under the highly tense state of all the guards, the two rulers spent the last night in the Contract Castle peacefully. On the 52nd day of the Month of Recovery, Ansu King Francis II of Ansu and Emperor Rosetta Baron Lorist of Typhon. Augustus left the Contract Castle.
Changfeng Fortress welcomed their king with a grand welcome ceremony. For this border fortress city that valued martial arts, Francis II, who returned from the Contract Castle, was a general in a different sense. He was a general who had charged into battle and returned victorious.
However, the old king, who was already physically and mentally exhausted from the negotiation, did not appear in public for too long. After briefly meeting some of the famous people in the fortress, Francis II returned to his room to rest.
Prince Edmund was not with him. The person who entered the room with him was the legendary mage from Saint Sunil City, who was responsible for protecting him.
During the negotiation process that lasted for several days, this legendary mage had always maintained a life link with Francis II. It could be said that for the current Francis II, this legendary mage who had served the Ansu royal family for decades was even more trustworthy than all of his children.
Stretching his stiff joints, the old king sat on the wide and soft couch. His pair of slightly cloudy eyes looked at the old mage standing beside him — a thin, black-haired old man in a purple robe with stars. "Thank you for your hard work these days, Master Duke."
The old man in the starry robe nodded slightly and said in a low and hoarse voice, "It's my duty."
"End the life link," Francis II said. "This illusion of being full of strength is good, but it has lasted for too long. It's about to affect my sleep."
"As you wish." The old mage waved his hand, and a thin layer of magical radiance flashed over him and Francis II. The effect of the Life Link immediately disappeared, and the old king could not help but let out a soft sigh as he felt his body becoming heavy again.
He used to be a powerful spellcaster, and his talent was no worse than the legendary mage beside him. However, as a king, he was destined to not be able to take the last step on the path of magic — his body had inevitably fallen into decline.
After ending the life link, the old mage bowed slightly beside Francis II and said, "Your Majesty, I'll go outside and set up a warning rune for you."
"Okay, thank you."
The old mage left the room, but just as Francis II was about to close his eyes for a short while, he heard the sound of the door being pushed open.
"Master Duke, is there anything else …" The old king opened his eyes and looked at the door curiously, but before he could finish his sentence, the one standing at the door was not the legendary mage in the starry robe but a strange man in a servant's uniform.
When he left Saint Sunil City, theoretically, no strange faces should appear before him alone.
Francis II's right hand gently stroked the ring on his left hand. He looked into the eyes of the servant and asked, "Who are you?"
"Your Majesty." The servant walked up and bowed slightly, very politely. "Thank you for your efforts for peace. All Things Will Die Eventually greets you."
As soon as he finished, the servant's head suddenly split into pieces, and the broken flesh and blood formed a bloody mouth that lunged straight at Francis II!
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