For the first time in a long time, Laing felt hesitant about Katarín's matter.
From Berliat, Laing knew what Katarín wanted to do. Tsar came to Brittany to look for him because he had the ability to help Kislöw restore their kingdom.
But not only that, Katarín's signal was very obvious. She wanted to have a child with Laing. She wanted to restore Kislöw's kingdom and use the power of Brittany to rebuild her kingdom. This was her only chance. Only by having a child with Laing would Laing have the motivation, willingness, and reason to help her.
Therefore, Laing needed to give Tsar a corresponding answer. This answer was actually very simple with Berliat's connection. If Laing agreed to have a child with Katarín, then he agreed to fully assist Kislöw in restoring their kingdom. If Laing declined, then he refused to help Kislöw in restoring their kingdom.
This matter really did not have much to do with the Knight King Kingdom. For the Knight King Kingdom, Kislöw's assistance had been given. The alliance had been fulfilled, and the benefits had been obtained. Now, both sides did not owe each other anything. As for whether to help Kislöw restore their kingdom, this was something that the Brittany knights and nobles did not care too much about.
Therefore, as the Knight King, whether Laing Macado wanted to help Kislöw restore their kingdom or not became a very important factor. If Laing said that he wanted to help Kislöw restore their kingdom, then the knights and nobles would not have much of an opinion. This was because from a righteous point of view, the Brittany helping Kislöw restore their kingdom was a manifestation of the spirit of chivalry. It would also allow the old world to be better united in the future. There were also many benefits.
If Laing was not interested and the knights and nobles agreed, then it was the Empire and Tsar's business.
In addition, in terms of benefits, of course, it would consume more resources and energy to help restore their kingdom. It was much simpler to not help.
However, if the restoration of their kingdom was successful, it was obvious that Laing's authority would be greatly expanded. He could really be the ruler of the two kingdoms in a short period of time. He could obtain a large amount of rare ores and various unique natural resources from Kislöw that Brittany needed. At the same time, it also meant that he would have to bear the burden of Kislöw.
In fact, the benefits were not small. If the old world could really survive the final moment, Kislöw could enjoy at least one or two hundred years of peace. As long as Kislöw and Brittany could remain united, then the benefits that came rolling in were indeed tempting. The only troublesome thing was that Laing first had to start thinking about the problem as the ruler of the two kingdoms. Secondly, he had to be careful of whether Katarina would turn against him.
Turn against him? Laing could not help but laugh. Tsar still had the ability to turn against him? She was now living under someone else's roof. She had the ability to support herself, but her court and the Romanov Guards were supported by Brittany's money.
What the hell is Berliat doing? At this time, he still wants to take on this matter for me. Laing complained in his heart. He handed the invitation to Aurora. "Give me some advice?"
"Are you asking your female courtier, the director of MI7, Aurora, or are you asking the Sorceress of the Sorceress Assembly, Aurora of the Sanctuary Ice Witch?" Aurora took the letter, and the Sanctuary Witch said lazily.
"Both," Laing said helplessly.
"Don't go," Aurora said impatiently. Aurora said impatiently, "Don't you think that she's like a prisoner pretending to be noble, an elegant beggar? She's putting on airs and putting on airs. Isn't she here to beg? "
"Oh, you mean, she's begging me for charity?" Laing could not help but laugh.
"Isn't that so? Think about it. What does her invitation mean? Isn't it obvious enough? " Aurora's mouth twitched. The cold and charming Sanctuary Ice Witch obviously did not have a good impression of Katarín. "Hmph, she only knows how to run to you and ask for help. If you have the ability, go find Karl-franz. Stinking bitch, doesn't she just think that you like the Ice Witch? Aren't you satisfied with me and Teresa? How can I not compare to Katarín? "
"Hahahaha!" Laing laughed. He gently pinched Aurora's beautiful black feet. "Indeed, in terms of looks, figure, and beautiful legs, I still like you more."
Aurora could not help but feel proud. No matter how she tried to hide it, she could not help but smile. "So, don't go. Don't let that pretentious woman succeed. She wants to rely on you to restore her country? Reach the heavens in a single step? Scram! Tell her that such a woman is not welcome here! "
"Is your relationship with Katarín that bad?" Laing could not help but be interested. "I heard that in the Garland Council, the two of you had a good relationship and often had dinner together."
"I didn't like her for a long time. Do you think we have a good relationship?" Aurora enjoyed Laing's foot massage. The Sanctuary Ice Witch's face was full of annoyance and disdain, as if she had thought of something disgusting. "I only interact with her a little more because we're both Ice Witches. That stingy old woman refused to teach me the secret ice spells of Queen Miska. She even put on airs in front of me all day long and deliberately showed off her bloodline power and noble status. I was so disgusted that I wanted to vomit. Do you know how happy I am to see her like this?"
"Once, she kept asking me where I got the inheritance of the ancient saint's relics, what it was, and whether I could share it with her. She wanted to get it for free. Is she worthy?"
"Another time, the two of us took a fancy to an ancient saint's ice sculpture in the depths of the ice field. Powerful ice magic energy was sealed in it. I used all my connections and a lot of favors to make her promise not to compete with me. In the end, she didn't compete with me. She found that bitch Adriana and the two bitches worked together. Adriana won the auction and then gave it to her! I spent a lot of money and effort and got nothing in the end. I even had to say thank you! "
"Hmph, it's best to wait until she sells everything and runs out of money. Then, she'll be forced to sell herself on the streets and be played by those rich merchants in Marlin Castle!" Aurora said bluntly. "When the time comes, I'll ask all the officers in your Old Guard to take care of her business."
So, these are the plastic sisters? Laing complained in his heart. "Then why do you hang out with her all the time?"
"I like to see her like that. In the past, she used to talk to me in a condescending tone. Now, not only does she have to treat me with care, but she also has to call me Deputy Speaker." Aurora's body was soft and limp under Laing's massage service, and she soon lost her strength. She then emphasized, "Besides, helping Kislöw to restore the country is really a thankless task. How many troops do we have to lose? How many resources do we have to pay? How much energy do we have to spend? In the end, she'll just turn hostile and take the fruits of victory. How can we do this business? "
"Then, whether you're a female court official or a witch, don't go?" Laing understood Aurora's thoughts.
"Of course," Aurora said snappily. "I've said so much. Are you pretending not to understand?"
"Then, have you rested enough?" Laing did not give a clear answer and smirked.
Aurora quickly begged Laing for mercy. "No, Laing, don't be like this. I can't walk today. Do you want me to be unable to walk tomorrow?"
"Just as well. Didn't you say that you want to take two days off?"
… I'm on the cut-off line for a two-day break …
Katarina set the meeting time for the evening. When the female Tsar left Kislöw, she did take a lot of the national treasures and wealth of the Boca Haromanov Family. Although some of it was sold, there was still a considerable amount left.
Laing was still hesitating whether to go or not. He first dealt with some internal affairs in the morning, then gave a speech at the Winter Veil Festival celebration at the Fontainebleau Palace. He wanted to invite Veronica over to celebrate the Winter Veil Festival together, but Speaker Garland was busy giving out some key courses and did not have time to attend.
In the afternoon, under the envious gazes of several ice witch apprentices, Aurora, who could not walk, and Teresa, who was still in a coma, were carried out of Laing's office by her apprentices. They went back to rest.
Laing was still sitting in his office.
Aurora's position determined that she would definitely not speak up for Katarina, but Laing did not expect Aurora to be so hostile to Katarina. Not only did she speak ill of her, but she also …
Is this the war between witches? Laing thought.
He could not just listen to Aurora's side of the story … He knew her character very well, especially after years of living like a princess and enjoying luxury and being protected by Laing. Her worldview had broadened a lot. Her temper towards Laing was mild, but it was bad for others. Everyone was not willing to bicker with her because of Aurora's status.
From Aurora's point of view, she would do her best to prevent Katarina from coming into contact with him. This was not surprising.
Moreover, Olica had repeatedly mentioned that she was interested in Katarina's bloodline of the Miska Queen. Katarina had the bloodline of the Miska Queen flowing in her body, which was the power of a demigod. Moreover, it had been passed down for a thousand years and showed no signs of weakening.
Then … should I go and take a look?
Laing was still thinking about this when a communication suddenly came from the subspace.
It was Lucia's Fulgen!
Laing picked up the communication. On the other side of the psionic communication, Fulgen's tired and weak voice came through. "Laing?"
Laing was still thinking about Katarina at this time, so he did not speak for a while.
"Laing, brother, are you there?" Fu Gen asked again. The original body of the Emperor's Son sounded very tired and weak. His psionic energy was very unstable, like the last remnants of an ocean that had exhausted all its strength and was overflowing on the beach.
"I'm here, brother. What's the matter?" Laing said softly. What could make the original body of a person so weak?
"Lucia's war has just ended. I'm seriously injured," Fulgen said softly. "The lizardmen and the Ash Legion suffered great losses, but we still won the final victory. It's just that I can't come to the Old World personally to support you as planned."
"No way? Brother Angelo was seriously injured by the Seed of Destruction and is in a deep sleep. That guy Rus ran off to who knows where and can't be contacted. Then you're also seriously injured? " Laing complained. "It's not like I don't know how strong Lucia is. Venerable Kroc is stronger than many gods, and then there's the old demonic toad Mazdamudi and the other second-generation demonic toads whose magic power is comparable to demigods. In addition, you have the support of the demigod Nakayi the Wanderer and the demigod Ousijotan the Shadowless Hunter, plus your original body and the Phoenix Guards. What kind of battle could cause you to suffer great losses and be seriously injured?"
"It's something troublesome, very, very troublesome," Fulgen said helplessly. "In short, I definitely can't go to the Old World to help you at the agreed time. You can only rely on yourself …"
"Shut up. Didn't you help me once in Ossouin until now? You didn't come when Brother Angelo and I fought the Seed of Destruction. What are you calling yourself? Hmm? A guy who even Mortarion can't beat? You still need the support of Brother Saint Giles and the three big shots of the Death God Army to come and help you? " Laing complained. "Can't you give me some strength, my stupid brother? You don't deserve the glory of being the Emperor's Son. Didn't you say that you want to rebuild the Emperor's Son's glory?"
On Lucia's side, black lines appeared on Fulgen's forehead. He looked at how half of the Fog City had been blasted into smithereens and black smoke filled the sky. He looked at the over 20 phoenix guards and the thousands upon thousands of lizardmen soldiers who had fallen beside him. He then looked at the Chaos Black Star Trooper corpses that were piled up as high as a mountain not far away. The heavily injured Emperor's Son, Primordial Body, was using the Phoenix Blade to support himself on the ground. His Primordial Body's blood had gathered into a small stream. His body was covered in cuts and wounds from being blasted by cannons. His originally dazzling golden hair was also charred black and stained with gunpowder.
In this war, the Ashes Legion's territory was almost reduced to ruins. Fog City was half-destroyed, and Echo City, which had been rebuilt with great difficulty, was completely destroyed. There were also Ashoto and Chakua. In this war, the lizardmen had lost nearly half of their army. Fulgen's Ashes Legion had also lost 40% of its members, from 60000 to about 35000.
Fulgen took a few deep breaths and said, "I killed Petrabo."
"What?" Laing did not hear clearly.
"I killed Petrabo and his Tyrant Court guards who appeared in Lucia, as well as all the Iron Warrior Commanders who appeared with him!" Fulgen's face was filled with black lines as he roared, "Petrabo has now been exiled by me. He won't be able to return to the prime material plane for at least 300 years! That's Petrabo! And his entire Tyrant Court guards, as well as all the Commanders! "
"The Skaven Ratmen have also been wiped out by us and the lizardmen! At least for now, Lucia is safe! "
"… Well done, Brother Fulgen! I'm trash! "Laing's tone instantly took a 180-degree turn. Grey Knight Primordial Body could not help but ask happily," Everything is settled? "
This kid! Fulgen's face was filled with even more black lines. His tone was extremely unpleasant to hear. "In any case, I'll have to wait until I'm done with the matters here before I consider helping you."
"Alright, leave it to me." Laing hurriedly agreed. Fulgen had exiled Petrabo, which was a huge success. This meant that his unhappy but extremely powerful brother who was good at fighting in a group battle would not be able to participate in the upcoming Final Moment. This was a huge advantage. Just thinking about the possibility of dealing with Petrabo made Laing feel immense pressure.
Fulgen was clearly very tired. He said a few words to Laing before hanging up. At the end of the call, Fulgen mentioned that Laing's brother-in-law, Julius, had finally advanced to the saint realm and passed the trial. He had officially transformed into Fulgen's son in the ancient saint's incubation pool and was selected to join the Phoenix Guard.
Fulgen planned to let Julius return to the Knight King's Kingdom to serve as a duke for a period of time. He would only be able to follow him after his descendants had grown up and inherited the family business.
After the call ended, Laing couldn't help but laugh like a dog. Yuan Gen took out the invitation letter from the female Tsar. He thought about it and decided to visit the so-called national treasure of Kislöw to celebrate Fulgen's victory.
So that night, Laing went alone to the villa of the Bulgari Royal Hotel where Katarina was staying.
An ice guard stood at the door. For some reason, she looked at Laing with eyes full of humiliation and sorrow. When she saw Laing appear, she opened the door and bowed to Laing. "Please come in … Katarina … Her Majesty is already waiting for you inside."
Laing stepped into the villa. The spacious hall was luxuriously decorated and filled with Kislöw style furniture. The horseshoe-shaped staircase led straight to the second floor, but the room was dimly lit. There were only a few candles and a magic lamp. There was no one in sight.
"Just you? Where are the others?" Laing asked curiously. Katarina obviously didn't like to live alone. She usually brought a few maids and attendants with her.
"The national treasure that Her Majesty invited you to view … can only be viewed by two people in private. It's not convenient for outsiders to participate, so Her Majesty has … temporarily dismissed them." The ice guard sounded like she was about to cry. It was a deep humiliation and self-blame. "I'll lead the way."
"Okay, sorry to trouble you." Laing wondered what kind of national treasure was so precious that it could only be viewed by two people in private and outsiders couldn't participate.
Was it the legendary portrait of Queen Miska?
Was it the mobile palace that Katarina always carried with her, the miracle that belonged to the Tsar family — the Amber Palace?
Or was it the 'Gospel of Ice' that Aurora had been obsessed with? It was written and compiled by Queen Miska herself and made of gold and countless gems?
Laing's interest was really piqued. He followed the ice guard to the door of the room on the second floor. The ice guard opened the door. "Please, Your Majesty. The national treasure of Her Majesty Katarina and Kislöw is inside. I'll take my leave."
"Okay." Laing stepped into the room.
The room was dimly lit. There were no treasures, not even a few pieces of furniture.
The only thing that entered Ryan's eyes was a large bed and an empress on it.
She was wearing a Romanov royal dress, and it was obvious that the inner lining and the silk hem of the dress had been removed, leaving only a translucent tulle. Her long, straight legs were wrapped in elegant dark gold floral patterned pantyhose. Under the transparent pantyhose, her delicate toes, which were painted with ice blue nail polish, were curled up nervously. A graceful and elegant queen with a royal aura was sitting there. The last bloodline of the Romanov royal family was alone.
What was even more interesting to Ryan was that the Queen had covered her eyes with a black blindfold. She had also used a piece of ice blue silk to cover her mouth. At the same time, her hands were tied behind her back with a pair of anti-magic handcuffs. She was also tied to the ceiling with a rope. She did not have any ability to resist. When she heard the footsteps, she nervously trembled slightly. There was no struggle, only the sound of breathing.
"Is this the national treasure of Kislöw?"
Laing understood. He completely understood.
"…" Tsar, who was sitting on the bed, nodded silently.
She was indeed at her wit's end.
Laing once again weighed the pros and cons and the possible future gains and losses in his mind. He was not a man who was blinded by lust. He needed to consider everything comprehensively.
The room was as quiet as ice. Tsar's face was rosy at first, but when she saw that there was no movement, she turned pale again. She whimpered softly, as if she was begging, as if she was angry.
"So, this is your choice?" Laing's voice sounded again. He seemed to have made a decision. "Have you thought about it?"
The Tsarina nodded again, emphatically.
"Very well. Let's begin."
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