My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 519 Relative Phases

At this time, the 500 Daiichi team stayed in the city, where they would receive hospitality and camp, return to the kingdom of Toristine in three days' time, and then leave them alone, and they would return to the kingdom of Toristine to be restored to life, and Kerall, whose real escort was no one else, was a convoy of eighteen archmages.

These magicians are dressed in starry robes with a little star on them and a round of glowing moons, which is a way of showing off their force and strength.

If you add one more moon, it's the Quadrilateral Grand Mage.

This level of magician is rare, and the entire Toristine Magic Academy is only six quarters, but this does not mean that the Kingdom of Toristine lacks magicians.

A large number of school-graduate magicians became noble or royal offerings and went to deal with difficult matters for them, and it was because of this political struggle that the genius of the magicians slowly disappeared.

And Keiral now builds the independence of the Toristine School of Mages, and no magician will be wasting his time in the political struggle.

The guards of the eighteen archmages around them were indeed handsome, but in the end the only two people in the centre were Princess Kerall and Princess Arieta.

“What, a little nervous?” Keiral looked at Arieta and looked out into the clouds, smiling and holding her hand and asking softly.

After a symbolic struggle, Arieta nodded with a red face without breaking free.

“Well, the first person on a airship does have this anxiety disorder.” Kerall smiled softly and comfortingly: “But don't worry, you'll be fine in a moment. ”

“Yes, Mr. Kerall.” Arieta whispered, of course, that Kerall knew what was going on with her, and suddenly there was just a lack of oxygen at high altitudes.

Weak ordinary people suddenly go up to the sky without being able to adapt to the thin air and low oxygen content of the sky, which is why fighter pilots need to have a robust physique, vast flight knowledge and flying time, plus the elite in the elite to be good pilots.

Almost every pilot is piled up with a lot of fuel and flying time.

And the spacecraft of the Kingdom of Libel does not have this overly demanding requirement, and this slow spacecraft is actually about the same speed as the spacecraft of future generations, which, of course, is faster than those spacecraft, so it's probably the middle value between the spacecraft and the regular passenger aircraft.

And it's actually very simple to face this kind of airship, because it's not fast, so just lowering the altitude, even a large regular conductive cannon plus enough barrage can take it down.

Historically, before the engine entered the turbine engine during World War II, it was still propelled by WWII aircraft, facing Germany's 88 guns, which covered the entire German sky at an initial speed of 980 metres per second, 25 rounds per minute, combined with the presence of the German Count Red, which was unrivaled in the early German sky and was being fought against by almost all European countries.

After the first hundreds of thousands of units were airdropped by the Kingdom of Libel in the Battle of Hundred Days, which divided and besieged more than one million troops of the Erebonian Empire, the Erebonian Empire must have restricted each other's airdropping tactics, needless to say, huge anti-aircraft artillery guns were fortified in every city with important traffic.

More importantly, Prime Minister Osborne's intelligence apparatus would have dug three feet into the Liberian kingdom.

If Colonel Richard's intelligence services hadn't fought each other in all sorts of ways, Kerall believed that the Kingdom of Libel would have been in full swing!

This is by no means a joke, but the most direct infiltration of the world's larger nations into the smaller ones.

It's like Japan, pitifully stuck in China, Russia, between the three huge countries of the United States, almost the entire country is infiltrated with agents, where you get each other's intelligence, fight it through intelligence, and then defy the Japanese Government and the Japanese intelligence services with impunity.

Independence, autonomy? This is the most ridiculous word under world hegemony.

No big country would tolerate the sneaking around of small countries beside itself.

In the eyes of the great kingdom, I take you as your blessing, I don't want you as your garbage, if I take you as my little brother, you should be brainwashed.

It's that simple.

A cruel world, a cruel struggle between the interests of nations.

There are really some silly children who think that countries and countries can coexist peacefully, the world can be incredibly good... It can be said that those pacifists are some deeply ill people, they have no idea of the gap between the fantasy township and reality of the ideal country, the so-called planet, as long as everyone hasn't explored the second planet, the dispute on this planet will continue, the struggle on this planet will not stop, the world is so big, the resources are so large, the population is constantly expanding, if those who eat well want to continue eating well, there must be dozens or even hundreds of times more people who don't eat well, and those at the bottom want to be like those who eat well, then only those who eat well will put down their horses and replace them.

In other words, the number of places for good eaters is limited, so the rest must be bad eaters, the poor eaters want to eat well, apart from constant efforts, then only the simplest way to beat the good eaters to death with violence.

The spot is empty, so they naturally have a chance to go.

China is now going to improve itself, constantly using its own strength to bring the whole people to the good line of eating, once all China can reach that level, naturally there are 1.3 billion more people in the rest of the world who do not eat well, will these people suffer from red eye disease, dogs jump off the wall?

This time little Greece is just the tip of the iceberg, and Greece stands for the European Union, North America.

These things are perfectly possible, according to the kind of Westerners: I'm not well, you don't think well, I'm not well, I'll rob you of your character, and it's not impossible to think that we Chinese people are weak enough to bully dogs into jumping off walls.

But the most recent pilot ship in the Kingdom of Libel, which appears to be Her Majesty the Queen, has gained a qualitative boost in speed, and now it's almost like stabbing a wasp, and Prime Minister Osborne will never sit back and ignore it.

And Kerall is absolutely convinced that Osborne will be the first to find out the basics of Her Majesty's data, cost geometry, and what can be done.

While these may appear cruel and bloody under the cover and confrontation of Richard's intelligence forces, they must be clarified for the sake of national security.

This kind of thing is sloppy.

The Soviet Union and the United States cold-war weapons and plans fraud each other, including fraud in military weapons and fraud in space programmes, can be described as astronomical figures, but the two giants are hardwired to perpetuate perverse plans in the face of intelligence warfare and intelligence fraud.

Despite the collapse of the Soviet Union, the United States has learned a lot from these failed plans, such as the fact that the two most advanced fighter planes of the world, B2 and B1B, are now high-tech bombers produced from the experience gained during the Cold War.

Even the F22 and the F35 are of Cold War R&D origin, not to mention anything else.

So this sort of thing at the national level is absolutely no small thing, and it's not even impossible to have a war between two countries because of Her Majesty the Queen.

Keiral knew very well, so this time he went to not only build a relationship, relieve the other party's offense and pressure on the Kingdom of Toristine, delay the other party's downtime on the Kingdom of Toristine, but also intend to relieve the other party's pressure on the Kingdom of Libel.

Kerall can be so confident, certainly not just because he is Holy Ten.

There is no relationship between politics and force.

Force may destroy politics, but it is absolutely impossible to defeat it.

Politics is the art of compromise, and military is the extension of politics, followed by military art is force and violence.

This is the real hierarchy.

Firstly, through a political solution, we give each other indivisible interests, even if we tear our faces apart, it is not important, then we exchange interests, exchange terms, it is really impossible to talk, one party is too stubborn, it is really impossible to talk, this is war.

Theoretically, the achievements of the coalition of eight countries are because the Qing government has no political reasons. Everyone wants to sit down and talk. He is my boss. You are all servants to kneel down quickly. When everyone wants profit, she directly lifts the table. The Mercy Ladies smoke more opium in the city of 94, and their brains smoke to really think that they are invincible rhythm in the world.

In the end, she was expelled from the city of 94. It took two or three shifts between the righteous and the Yangtze to realize that she seemed less invincible.

At the end of the day, what people talk about is strength.

More power naturally take a little more, less strength reasoning to fight for, how much can be taken.

These are the most basic treaties in political negotiations. You play the game according to the rules, you have the ability, you can pull the tiger skin, you can make the flag, someone else can see your tiger skin, you can give up your interests honestly, you can't see them. Congratulations, your tiger skin brings you huge national benefits.

That is why our founding Prime Minister can be so respected and internationally respected.

Bin Bin, polite and not overbearing, has never been a tiger flag at the international level, but in the face of national interests and rational arguments, in the face of weak countries never being powerful to the right, it can be said that our milestones in diplomatic history were established by the Prime Minister of the Founding Power, and our good reputation at the international level was also the first earthen buried by the Prime Minister of the Founding Power.

The Founding Prime Minister is the idol of Kerall.

So Kerall intends to try his own diplomacy to solve these problems this time.

After an afternoon's voyage, at 0600 hours, the airship arrived in the capital of the Ereponian Empire.

It wasn't someone else who picked it up. It was Olivette, the great prince.

But when Arieta walked out of the cabin with Keiral's arm, Keiral's body suddenly stiffened, and he looked up strangely and looked down with Keiral's eyes, not someone else, just the smiling Grand Prince of Erebonia, Olivette.

Keiral then relaxed and walked down with Arieta.

“I said how strange your temperament is, turns out so, micro-service private interview? Your guts are extraordinary, Oliver. No, Your Highness.” Keiral laughed, and the emotions in the words made Olivette Haha laugh.

“Are you ashamed to say me, too? Your Highness, you are the most exciting. It is a shame that I left early. I knew that the last scene of the show was the last scene. I had already attended the Royal Palace dinner!” He sighed with disappointment.

“Ha ha, didn't you quit precisely because Her Majesty knew you?” Kerall smiled softly and asked back.

“Ah, ha, ha...” Olivette smiled embarrassingly: “Well, let's just walk and talk. ”

Keral Yongrong nodded softly and Olivette waved softly.

The battalion plays the national anthem of the Erebonian Empire, while Kerall and Arieta walk to Olivette's right.

All three are noble and elegant people, so they walk side by side, a pound of atmospheric oil comes alive.

Everyone looked at these three people, they were all sighing in their hearts, so amazing, so many Yingjie... so eye-opening.

Kerall looked at them side-by-side and suddenly thought of a joke of his last life, when two men and one woman walked together, all three of them would think they were superfluous.

Kerall had to smile.

Olivette attaches great importance to Kerall, and even in front of the bandits, there will never be any relaxation.

Because Keiral impressed him a little too much, turning his hands on the clouds, turning his hands on the rain, and whether in the Kingdom of Libel or the Kingdom of Toristine, he was always able to soak up the princess, whether in the Kingdom of Libel or the Kingdom of Toristine, he was always able to soak up the clouds in the politics of a country.

Anyway, this man seems to have a different kind of magic.

And now he's coming to Ereponia.

Now, is it finally time for the Ereponian Empire?

Olivette, the Erebonian Empire, was so repressed, he was hundreds of times more careful with Kerall, and he couldn't help but arrest Kerall, but Kerall was an envoy, and he had seen his mighty Olivette at the Martial Arts Congress, all kinds of caution, all kinds of depression, even Kerall's unwillingness to let go of his expression, but he was so frightened.

“Ha ha, nothing. It's just that the Ereponian Empire is so powerful.” Kerall smiled softly.

“Ha ha, you're kidding. These people are like turkeys to you, aren't they?” Olivette laughed and praised Kerall.

Speaking as Kerall Holy Ten, it's ironic, it's praise, and it makes Olivette uncomfortable.

In his view, Kerall was clearly ironic about the military profile of the Ereponian Empire.

Despite Keiral's qualifications, he decided to take it lighter than to make Keiral laugh.

“Where, Your Highness, Olivette misunderstood, I was praising them very seriously.” Kerall sighed softly.

“Based on the armaments I have seen in the Kingdom of Libel, it will take about 20,000 such troops to fully occupy the Kingdom of Libel within two months…" Kerall smiled softly.

But Olivette stood up with sweaty hair.

What does that mean?

Is that what you're saying? Or is it ironic? Or do you want them to feel less hostile to the Kingdom of Libel, or do you want to set him up? Or warn them about the kingdom of Ereponia?

This man, when he thinks too much, will appear, and Keiral smiles slightly, ignoring the rookies in the political arena like Olivette, as he walks all the way to the palace.

These rookies are not his opponents. Without the great prince of Erebonia, the prince, the next emperor's name to support him in his class, and Iron Blood Chancellor Osborne has no intention of reversing the usurpation, it is absolutely impossible for His Highness Olivet to be Osborne's opponent.

He was in Osborne, like a toddler, and Osborne was a giant, just two fingers squeezing the rope, slowly relaxing or tightening, no matter how the toddler used his whole body to feed, for this giant, it was actually just a joke.

His enemies are not in Olivette at all, nor are Osborne's enemies in any way Olivette.

Both of them could smell the political flames of war apart.

Olivette is just an appetizer. The other party is the octopus caught by a tooth dance. It's really hard to get it from the other party!

Keiral followed Olivette with a smile into the flourishing palace, which was exotic, unlike the gorgeous Arabic dome palace, and the English palace, where the strange mix of palaces clearly carried its own cultural character.

Looking at Kerall's gaze, Olivette smiled and said: "Next is dinner time with the Chancellor, please come with me. ”

“It's our pleasure.” Kerall and Arieta bowed slightly and nodded.

It's due courtesy, familiarity, courtesy. If you don't respect people, don't expect them to respect you.

So Keralt's upset that the outbursts are wearing regular clothes to mess with other people's banquets. Did you mess with them? Not only are you ashamed of yourself, but you're also ashamed of the party people who invited you.

Faces are given to each other. If you don't want faces, how can someone give you faces?

Next, dinner time, next, relative phase?