Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

After sending off the two elves, Kant returned to the banquet hall.

He called to the steward and ordered, "Cook me some porridge."

Those junk food, people who have never eaten it for the first time, must be like eating medicine king rice and can't stop, but for Kant, it is not interesting.

It’s okay to eat a little occasionally, but snacks are still snacks after all, and they can’t be eaten as meals.

The steward arranges the meals by himself.

The master chefs in the kitchen were still from the Vidal Chamber of Commerce. Although the nobles who surrounded Kant's intention to please them wanted to find a few Aurora cooks to honor them, it was difficult to find them, and they were also very sensitive.

After all, it is a position in charge of food and beverages, and the benefits of pleasing it are not worthwhile compared with the consequences in case of an accident. The scheming nobles are not willing to ask for trouble.

But the master of the chamber of commerce has the ability, even if he can't make Aurora cuisine, the rice porridge can still be cooked.

Twenty or thirty minutes later, the steaming rice porridge was brought up. The gorilla mainly eats fruits and snacks, and is not interested in rice porridge, which is tasteless and takes up space and is still hot. Leona is full. Not much to eat, only Hong San accompanied Kant to eat some.

Kant motioned the steward to leave, stirred the pot of rice porridge with a spoon, picked out a little bit, extracted it, and found nothing unusual. Hong San took the spoon, smelled it, tasted it a little more, and nodded.

So I started to eat, with Laoganma, beef jerky and chicken feet with pickled peppers, and a huge meal.

Kant snorted and drank a small half bowl, exhaled, and smiled: "I didn't expect it."

As soon as the unsightly elf left, Leona squeezed into Kant's left.

The lady part of Miss Vidal is already full, but the girl part is still staring at the snacks on the table, especially the transparent jelly with a heart-shaped bottom, crystal clear and cute, Trembling, reflecting the intoxicating light in the light, sweet, tender, smooth.

delicious.

want to eat.

As she slowly reached out to the plate with jelly, she said casually, "I didn't expect it?"

Kant saw Miss Vidal's little move, and smiled inwardly, but didn't reveal it, but seeing Hong San also looking up at him, he said: "It was originally a very important negotiation, at least it is very important to the outside world, maybe it is in the eyes of the world. Come on, the negotiations start from the first meeting, full of quarrels and tit-for-tat..."

Didn't expect it to be like this now.

very messy.

Not only are things going in a mess, but so are the elves' messengers.

If the parties do not make a statement, then whether it is the followers of the moment or the historians later, even if they think about it, they can't imagine how bizarre this negotiation is...

Hong San smiled: "It's all like this, my master once said that most of the drastic changes and major events in the history books are a group of ruthless people who put their heads on their belts but have no confidence in their hearts, and they give things to them with trepidation. When it was done, there were only a few strokes by later historians, which made future generations infinitely reverie and reminisce, but for the parties involved, it was a thrill of life and death, a gamble of fear and **** bravery.”

He paused for a moment, then smiled again: "It was a thrilling day that made me feel infinitely emotional decades later, but in retrospect it was full of flaws and imperfections."

Kant curled his lips: "I'm not gambling."

Hong San paused and showed a very mysterious smile: "That's not necessarily true."

Kant said proudly: "I made a move after the plan, how can it be considered gambling? If it is gambling, then I secretly read the opponent's cards first, how can I lose?"

Hong San took a mouthful of porridge and said slowly, "But, Your Highness..."

Kant raised his eyebrows and said, "Huh?"

Hong San glanced at him and said in a subtle tone, "This is gambling."

"Master often says that people are not as good as heaven, and this is extremely true. For example, if two teams of 100 men are fighting with equal strength, perhaps the reason for one side's defeat is that one of the soldiers ate an extra fried dough stick for breakfast, which made his stomach full. He was swollen, and he was half a beat slower when dodging the spear, so he was stabbed to death."

"He was usually a powerful warrior with prestige. His death caused panic and fear in the surrounding Paoze, which in turn affected their battles, causing more and more people to die or be injured, and then the entire army continued to collapse. , defeat and rout, and investigate the reason for the failure, just because a soldier ate one more fried dough stick—this kind of thing can be counted by advisors, not by gods.”

"The so-called magic strategy is just trying to find a way to raise our morale a little bit, make our army and armor a little bit more elite, and make our party's training a little bit more complete, it can only increase the odds of winning in the general direction, and there are many accidents that keep appearing. , Variables are simply beyond the grasp of advisors, and that is called Heaven's Calculation."

Kant frowned and said, "What are you trying to say?"

"...God counts." Hong San whispered softly, "You didn't expect that if our 70-80% confidence is lost, Duke Tagriss is not what you think, but just a little girlish. Feminine Elf, what you did today, and what you plan to do in the future..."

Kant suddenly changed color: "Fuck your mother's fart!"

Although he said that, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought, and he seemed a little shocked, even a little flustered, so that he thought and thought, thought and thought in his heart.

After thinking about it, I still felt that there was no problem, so I glared at Hong San: "Disturb the military's heart!"

Hong Sangan smiled and said, "Heaven counts, Heaven counts... What if?"

"No case!"

Kant said angrily: "Besides, I didn't plan to do anything, what if something happened? Is there any loss to me? In case I will... In case I will kill him!"

"…Hey!"

At this moment, Leona's angry cry rang out, and Miss Vidal's sinful hand that reached out to Sweets was cut off by the gorilla. He grabbed the jelly in a flash, and with the ability of an gorilla, grabbing Leona was like playing.

But gorillas are gorillas after all.

Leona rolled her eyes and arched directly into Kant's arms, falsely crying, "Kant, look at him!"

The gorilla slowly bit the jelly into his mouth while facing Leona. Seeing that, his mouth was slightly opened, and the transparent jelly slipped down his mouth—because it was a beautiful girl, it didn't look disgusting.

But very mentally retarded.

Yes, beautiful girls are not disgusting in anything, but they can be very mentally retarded.

Then she also pounced on Kant: "Get up!"

The two started fighting across Kant, but in terms of their fighting strength, the gorilla was like a kitten.

Embracing left and right, the blessing of all people, it sounds beautiful, but in fact Kant had to hold his rice bowl high to prevent the rice porridge spilling out and splashing on anyone, and he kept coaxing: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble..."

Hong San watched the play and added a fire: "Look, do you really want to add another one, Your Highness?"

"roll!"

Kant glared angrily: "This is just my tactic! It's just a strategy. Let's add another one. I **** smashed tens of thousands of elves into peanut butter not long ago. Thinking about it, it's impossible."

Hong San gave Kant a strange look, shook his head and sighed.

In a certain respect, Kant's extremely sensitive self-esteem issued a warning and said abruptly: "What are you sighing!"

"Master said that no one is perfect, I believe it."

"…What do you mean?"

"Leave that aside, Your Highness, did you just want to shoot me?"

"So what? If you do, hurry up and don't get caught by me next time."

Aang and Leona continued to fight against each other in small gestures. Kant and Hong San had a dialogue in the air. The Aurora people stood up holding the porridge bowl and said solemnly: "Your Highness, this minister is not easy to bully."

"Ouch? I'll give you a chance." Kant raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing?"

Hong San took a few steps back, opened the door, and whispered, "Your letter should be delivered to Princess Tina, right?"

Then turned around and ran, in one go, with light work.

The movements of Aang and Leona seemed to be paused, and the two were frozen together. Immediately, the beautiful girls with their own strengths looked at him with sharp eyes, and said in unison: "Tina?"

- Hong San, your uncle's!

The next day, Hong San regretted it.

No one is perfect, that's right.

Although His Royal Highness Kant is a good object of allegiance in all aspects, it does not mean that the other party is a perfect person without shortcomings. There are still many shortcomings, such as...

- Strong sense of revenge.

Hong San finally understood the fears of the gang in Huisha Castle, because from the beginning of the morning, His Highness Kant stared at him and smiled sullenly, neither hitting nor scolding, and there was no hostile act.

He just stared at him meaningfully often, then smiled sullenly, and always found someone to mumble a few words, staring at him while talking.

Hong San was apprehensive, and felt regret in his heart. He couldn't help but reflect on why he was so skinny last night. It seems that after the rebirth of the Battle of Valentine, his whole person began to slowly come alive.

Before he could find a chance to admit his counsel, the elf did not invite him.

Kant went out to greet him and was stunned when he saw it. Not only were Tagris and Erendil, but also several middle-aged elves and six young elves that he saw outside the city yesterday.

Ten in total.

Definitely not here to eat, chat, drink and get drunk.

Sure enough, Tagris looked serious and solemn, saluted Kant, and said calmly: "Following the instructions of His Majesty the Phoenix King and the council, I will contact you in my personal capacity to welcome the dead soldiers and soldiers back home."

As if everything last night was a dream.

But it's not a dream.

Because after speaking, Tagris showed him a calm smile: "Let's talk."

talk.

Have to call someone to make up the numbers.

Hong San discussed with Kant: "This is the tactic of the elves. If there are only our people in the meeting, they can spread rumors, fabricate the results of the meeting at will, say that you don't care about Goethe's interests, and so on... The elves' plan to alienate, Your Highness. They've seen it, it's amazing, they've been thinking about these sets."

Kant frowned and said: "Find noble representatives and official representatives to come in, it is difficult to distinguish loyal and evil."

Words would still leak, and their loyalty could not even be assured.

Hong San shrugged and said, "We can only weigh the pros and cons. Fortunately, Your Highness has no regrets. This is something the elves can't expect. You don't have much desire for wealth and power."

Let's talk then.

The renovated city hall and the large conference hall, where Nick convened a meeting of representatives from all walks of life in the city that day, and assigned tasks rudely and forcefully. Not a good impression at one time.

But now, the one sitting at the top has become Kant.

In the left and right rows, humans and elves, their eyes are tit-for-tat, but no one speaks, because everyone knows that this time, they are all foils.

Talk begins.

Sitting across from him, Tagris delivered a speech, explained his purpose, and pleaded in the spirit of kindness and peace, begging Kant to let the remains of the soldiers in the corpse wilderness return to the big forest.

Kant said lightly: "In principle, there is no problem. Goethe is a responsible power and will not do anything to humiliate the corpse of the enemy. We defend our homeland with courage and honor, and will kill any enemy who dares to invade our country, but we will not Take pleasure in humiliating and trampling corpses, but you know we're victims..."

An elf looked at Kant and wanted to speak. Kant raised his hand and said calmly: "Okay, this friend, don't make an academic debate about the right and wrong of this war, if you have any objection, then I will change it. Say it—but as you know, we are victorious."

The humans let out a smug low laugh.

Kant said slowly: "As the victors, we allow you to take back the bones of your comrades. This is an act of kindness, not an obligation. At the same time, we have suffered the trauma of war, and countless brave people have died for it. Or losing family members, we consume a lot, we have gone through war, all this must be borne by the losers, that is to say, if you want to get back the bones, you must exchange them."

He leaned forward and asked, "So, what is your country going to pay?"

Tagris also made the same action, calmly said: "We are willing to release the prisoners, how?"

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PS1: Second update! This one is four thousand words faster! Today's update is almost 7,000 words! Go to sleep, go to sleep, catch a flight tomorrow.

PS2: So, I've been laying the groundwork from the very beginning, and almost every chapter is hinting... Forget it, I said this and you don't understand, let's put it another way - bet big brother?