Rorschach wasn't good at negotiations.
The "honest him" couldn't learn how to scheme against each other in the marketplace, which was basically a fatal disease in political negotiations.
But looking at it from a different perspective, if the negotiation scene wasn't limited to a negotiation table full of lies and deceit, but rather when both sides were sincerely seeking an alliance and cooperation, then "honesty" could be a godly tool that could save many steps.
Prince Sean was the heir to a remote family in the Northlands. Even Rorschach had never heard of that kingdom before, but judging from how others treated him so highly, he was probably an important member of the Mist Alliance.
Prince Sean was a typical local. He was tall and wore a bearskin scarf, a lion-tiger armor, and a golden flying axe at his waist. He had a thick coat of hair, making him seem like a barbarian roaring in the north.
However, Rorschach noticed that the bearskin scarf was inlaid with decorative gemstones, and the flying axe wasn't even sharpened, not to mention that the blade of the axe didn't even have a hint of blood.
Although the muscles that could be seen through the armor were strong, they weren't as muscular as a true barbarian's … ferocious. Not to mention, his large hands had no scars or scars, which wasn't something a warrior should have.
Although he could probably use a smile in the middle of the night to scare a group of girls into handing over their wallets, when Rorschach learned that he was just a typical literary youth who loved history and playing the piano … Yep, that's right, he was only sixteen years old. When he looked up, he was more than two meters tall. Rorschach was so envious that he almost cried.
If you ignored his tall and sturdy figure and barbarian attire, as well as his thick beard, thick eyebrows, and large eyes, he was actually quite handsome. When he saw Rorschach, he even blushed and pinched his fingers together, unable to say anything. He lowered his head and looked down from the corner of his eyes. He really was a typical introverted youth … It was just that Rorschach felt that this scene was too beautiful and didn't want to look. Also, wasn't it a little strange for him to look down? Why was he looking down when his head was clearly lowered? Shouldn't a normal introverted youth who didn't dare to look at others look down instead!?
For some reason, Rorschach felt like he was about to go berserk the moment he saw Sean.
Dressing up like this for a meeting wasn't because the prince was too engrossed in role-playing, or because he didn't care about anything. Rather, this was their tribe's formal attire, which they would only wear for rituals, annual gatherings, and visits to their sovereign country.
Of course, the animal skin was still animal skin, and the golden flying axe was still a flying axe, but it was probably completely different from before...
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. "Personal hobbies? I personally like Master Xiaobian's Midnight Sonata. Oh, that's not magic, it's a piano piece. Actually, I just passed level 12 piano two days ago. Becoming a pianist is one of my goals. "
Roxia fell into deep thought as he looked at his slender and nimble fingers that didn't have any scars. Roxia's fingers were much better maintained than most young girls'. Just what did the mystical concept of time do to barbarians?
The Honesty talent gave Rorschach a complete feedback. If the "young man" in front of him wasn't strong enough to be the incarnation of a big shot with the Honesty talent, then he was really a pure academic mage who wasn't good at actual combat and didn't like to fight. He was a pure pacifist and anti-war celebrity … Hearing this, Rorschach was going crazy. Did a barbarian who didn't like to fight really fit the role of a tribe?
But soon, Rorschach adjusted his attitude. It was just that times were different. The barbarians didn't need to participate in wars, so their living conditions improved. Naturally, they became peaceful.
The magical world in the real world was cruel and realistic. It was completely different from the stories in the legends. He didn't mind destroying his character's settings and settings. It wasn't his first time destroying his character's settings, and he was already used to it … Rorschach felt that along with his worldview being destroyed, there was also a small amount of his moral integrity and persistence.
At least, he could now smile and chat with Prince Sean, and then chat with him about history, music, literature, news … Rorschach realized that in terms of literature and history, he was far inferior to Prince Sean. Prince Sean could even improvise twelve lines of poetry using Earth's ancient English!
"… It's such a pity that you became a mage. You should have become a scholar or a musician."
Alright, Rorschach opened his mouth and uttered a "taunt" that was enough to start a war. The expression of the follower behind him instantly changed. This sentence could be big or small, but it could be interpreted as an insult to the successor of a country.
"Really!? That's right, you're being honest. I also think that I'm more suited to be a writer or a musician. I can compose music for my own stories, and maybe even leave my name in history. But they all forced me to become a mage … Cough cough, Your Highness Rorschach, thank you for your praise. I've read your great works in the newspapers many times, and they're very rich. It's just that there are a lot of typos, and it's probably still a bit rushed, let me tell you … "
The gaze of the follower behind him made Prince Sean a bit more serious. But as he spoke, he once again deviated from the topic. He had already begun to analyze the importance of typography and corrections to the media.
Rorschach had a headache. He even felt that meeting with the other party wasn't a wise choice.
Rorschach didn't dislike the barbarian prince in front of him. He even liked this peace-loving and literary youth. But what was in front of him was war and real troubles. What was the point of talking to him?
"Cough, Your Highness Sean, didn't you have something to discuss with His Highness Rorschach?"
Finally, even Harwood, who was the one who introduced Sean, couldn't take it anymore. He could only bite the bullet and interrupt.
"Oh, that's right, Your Highness Rorschach, you should know that the Mist Alliance might disintegrate."
In the end, the moment he opened his mouth, he revealed a piece of news that would shock the entire world.
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