Baiyi's attitude toward the Emperor made it seem as if he was talking to a commoner rather than a ruler. Baiyi's arrogant attitude made the Emperor very uncomfortable. The Emperor could not stop grumbling inwardly about the guards. 'Why did they let this guy barge in like this?'
Despite her anger, she maintained a calm expression on her face. She even followed Baiyi's gaze to a painting on the wall, acting as if nothing had happened. She said, "Looks like Master Hope and I have similar tastes. Let's talk more about this." She clapped her hands and gestured for the maids in the study to prepare some refreshments.
"There's no need for that," Baiyi said as he pulled out a chair and sat down. Baiyi casually pulled out a chair and sat down. He waved at the maid, signaling her to leave. Then, he turned to the Emperor and said, "I know you wanted to see me, but I was busy earlier, so I didn't have the time to come. You don't mind, do you?"
'I don't mind, do I? 'This guy doesn't even need to address me as Your Majesty?!' 'Does he still respect me, the Emperor?!' The Emperor roared inwardly. No matter how well-mannered he was and how good his acting skills were, the veins on his forehead bulged. However, he could not find the words to express his feelings. The Emperor took a deep breath and said in a calm voice, "It's been so many years, and yet you're still wearing this armor?"
That shiny silver armor from ten years ago was no longer brand new. Many traces of time had been left on it, but it had not been changed. This meant that the other party still cared about this armor that he had personally bestowed upon him. Perhaps there was still room for discussion in the future? The Emperor thought to himself. 'This is probably because he's not happy with my dealings with the Church, so he wants to be more forceful in order to gain the upper hand in negotiations.' The Emperor pondered.
Baiyi spoke his mind. "Actually, I've already developed a new, more powerful armor. It's just that a lot of people are used to my current look, so it's not convenient for me to replace it."
Baiyi's words left the Emperor speechless. 'What the hell is this guy doing here? Is he really going to negotiate? '
Seeing that the Emperor was silent, Baiyi took the initiative to reveal the reason for his visit. "I've settled the matter regarding Duat, so according to our agreement, I'll have a share of the military supplies this year."
The Emperor was taken aback. The plan to use military supplies as an excuse to lure Baiyi into helping out was not done by the Emperor himself. Instead, the Emperor had borrowed the name of a certain high-ranking military official from the Ministry of Defense. Still, it was not hard for the Emperor to figure out that it was the Emperor's intention. Hence, the Emperor replied, "Let's put this trivial matter aside for now."
"No. To me, this is a very important matter," Baiyi said seriously.
The Emperor was speechless. He stood up abruptly and asked, "Are you serious?
"I've come to see you in person. Is that not serious enough?" Baiyi asked, a little surprised. Then, he looked at the defeated expression on the other party's face and asked, "Is there something more important that concerns me, in your opinion?"
"Haha. It looks like you've been cooped up in your lab for too long, Sir Hope. You don't understand the current state of affairs, do you?" The Emperor could not hold it in any longer. He sneered and was about to threaten Baiyi when Baiyi interrupted him, "What are you going to do next?
"Ah! You're talking about the Church? That's a big deal, but this is between me and the Church. It has nothing to do with you, right? All you need to do is wait patiently for news. Don't worry, I'll do my best to avoid hurting the innocent. "
The Emperor was dumbfounded. 'What do you mean it has nothing to do with me? You two are planning to start a war in my territory, and you want me to wait patiently for news? What do you take me for? What do you take the Empire for? '
Baiyi shrugged helplessly when he saw the man's expression slowly contorting. Suddenly, a black tome appeared in his hand. He flipped it open casually, as if he was just flipping through the pages of the book. He muttered, "History has taught us that sometimes, it's a rare blessing to be able to be a spectator in peace, don't you think?"
The Emperor knew what the tome was, and he knew what it could do. The Emperor's confidence was instantly doused by a bucket of cold water. He lowered his voice and asked, "Do you really think you can win this war without the Empire's support? Even if you do win, what happens after that? Do you think your Da Xue can escape from the Empire? "
Baiyi did not raise his head. He flipped the tome to another page and said, "The tome tells us that we won't die if we don't seek death. Also, the tome says that the position of Emperor is a very tempting one. Many people would love to be Emperor."
This was a blatant threat. The Emperor's expression changed, and he could no longer hold back his anger. He pointed a trembling finger at Baiyi and spat out, "You!"
"Take care, and I await your good news." With that, Baiyi put away the tome in his hand. Without waiting for the Emperor's response, he swaggered away.
Behind him, the Emperor was so angry that his entire body was shaking. He wanted to give the order to kill Baiyi, but when the words were at the tip of his tongue, the Emperor used his last shred of rationality to suppress them.
In the end, the Emperor slumped back into his chair and took deep breaths. When he finally calmed down, he summoned his valet and said, "Inform the Church about —"
He paused, and a look of hesitation and struggle appeared on his face. His valet, who had served him for decades, had never seen such an expression on his face before. It was a clear indication of the Emperor's inner struggle.
The valet did not say a word. He stood beside the Emperor with his hands clasped behind his back, waiting for the Emperor to make his decision.
After a long time, the Emperor clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth, "Inform the Church that our deal is temporarily suspended. Watch your words when you speak, lest you cause unnecessary trouble."
Even though the Emperor was furious at Baiyi, he still chose to side with Baiyi. It might seem contradictory, but it was not. No matter how arrogant and rude Baiyi had been, the Emperor understood the deeper meaning behind his words. If he told the Emperor to be a bystander, it meant that he could make the Emperor be a bystander.
That was the condition that the Voidwalkers had offered. Perhaps it was not as tempting as what the Church had offered, but it was realistic and appropriate. Just like what Baiyi had said, being able to be a spectator at a time like this was the greatest blessing for the Emperor.
When the valet heard the Emperor's decision, he could not help but grimace. He lowered his voice and asked, "Your Majesty, we still have three Demigod-level powerhouses on our side. Are you really going to …"
"Haha, what's a Demigod-level powerhouse to him? If he dares to go to war with the Church, it means that he doesn't even care about the True Gods. What good would a Demigod-level powerhouse do? "The Emperor replied helplessly.
"Understood," the valet replied. He bowed deeply to the Emperor, as if to salute the Emperor's sacrifice for his country. Then, he turned around and left.
After visiting the Emperor, Baiyi was ready to return to Da Xue. He believed that he had made enough noise, so he went to the Archmage and reported the situation to his teacher.
The Archmage, who was engrossed in an academic book on Earth, raised his head and asked, "Didn't I tell you to speak louder?"
"Isn't that loud enough?" Baiyi asked, puzzled.
"If it were me, I would've replaced that traitorous Emperor a long time ago. I would've even attacked the royal palace and wiped out the entire royal family. That way, the Empire would fall into internal strife, and the Dukes would start fighting amongst themselves. The Church would be dragged into this mess, and you wouldn't have to worry about which side they're on," the Archmage said casually. "You can also choose to support Vidomina's father, kill him and his sons, and put your cute little Nina on the throne. Won't this country be more obedient then?" "That's right," the Archmage said casually.
Baiyi could not help but sigh inwardly when he heard the Archmage's plan. The Sage-Emperor of the Magi, who had waged many wars of aggression and built up a reputation for himself, was a man Baiyi could never learn from.
"You really haven't learned a thing from me, have you? Alright, alright. Off you go. I need to finish my research as soon as possible, so I can play the card drawing game as soon as possible." The Archmage lowered his head and returned to his book.
Perhaps the reason the Archmage was so addicted to the card drawing game was because he knew that Baiyi and his students had different philosophies, so he used the game to distract himself.
After leaving the Archmage's place, Baiyi planned to visit Little Mia. He wanted to see if she was doing well while he was away, and if she was cute or not. However, it was already late, so Baiyi had no choice but to give up. He was still thinking about the upcoming war with the Church. He really wanted to talk to someone, so he walked towards the Cleric Walker's house.
Before he could knock on the door, he heard the voices of three people behind the door.
"Wow! That girl is so cute! She's like a fairy! No wonder she's the new dark horse of the Girls' Beauty Rankings! Her body is perfect, too! It's a shame that she's wearing a conservative school uniform! "
"Look at this! She's pretty, isn't she? She's a typical literary beauty, isn't she? Quiet and elegant! "
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