My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 521 Diplomatic Wisdom

What do you know first as a diplomat?

Let go of me.

Greed is by no means the label of a diplomat all the time.

A good diplomat should have a bottom in his heart from the start, something to give up, something to get, and you should have a psychological preparation before the negotiations begin.

And what this other party is going to do to the Autonomous Prefecture is, of course, what Kerall intends to throw away.

Such a leak would mean nothing to the occupation except that it would increase the losses of the Ereponian Empire. The loss would still be lost, and the Ereponian Empire would still be merged into the layout.

The so-called conquest of a place is more than just crushing it by force.

The infiltration of a civilization, the watering of a culture, the conquest of an independent regime.

Definitely not as simple as it looks.

How much do you really think Prime Minister Osborne did to conquer an independent New Deal Municipality?

You really think Kerall fought for Rome? Was he laid out less than 10 years ago?

The so-called conquest is far more than that.

Kerall knew that even if he said it, leaking it would only cause Osborne a little trouble, so he would rather use it as a bargaining chip for the other party to negotiate and put it on the negotiating table for more gain.

He did analyze it himself.

Who is he?

Sitting in Camelot, knowing that something is happening, sometimes intelligence is not enough, not fast enough, and some of the information that doesn't arrive in time needs to be analysed by Kerall himself.

Analyzing this kind of thing is harder than executing and arranging it. Things Kerall has always avoided, but only intelligence analysis, which he often discusses with Mikasa, C.C., can only be used by the masses.

Keiral smiled and lowered his head to stop talking as he suddenly fell into a silent national feast.

The real fight hasn't started yet, it's just a state feast in the district, the windshield, the little fight, why push yourself into and out of the card?

Why not have a little stab at them and an extra chip at the negotiating table?

Kerall laughed and finished the meal with a generous attitude, then walked under Olivette to where they slept.

Chancellor Osborne held a glass of wine and sighed for a long time, draining the wine. A man named Osborne by Iron Chancellor showed two rare smiles today during the week.

One was when Kerall was recruited, the other is now.

The man who somehow revealed his smile was completely with a strange smile.

Smooth, comfortable, happy, chess opponent, smile.

Without a disciple, it's good to make an enemy.

In this world, the most frightening thing is that there is no one like you, no one like you.

When really lonely and impatient.

So Alexander's heart was more arrogant than heaven's, but he still looked happy in the face of Kerall's refusal. He had adversaries, who were better than the rest of the world.

If you have an opponent, you won't be lonely.

After the fight, everyone was still good friends.

Dead people, that's bad life, true heroes, fearless death, Kachanda and five others, all of them human beings, who also know the gambling promises of Kerall and Alexander, speaking of fear, none.

The Camelot Knight, for the sake of the land, for the survival of the nation, ordered the First World War, hundreds of thousands of knights, none feared death.

Romanian heavy infantry, noble elite regiment, already sitting on top of wealth, holding countless slaves, who has ever been afraid to fight a cloak?

At the end of the day, a samurai spells a breath.

Buddha fighting for incense, people fighting for breath, if you are not breathless, you are no different from the dead, what do you mean by "people"?

People, from the very beginning, are competing for milk, to learning and learning resources, to working and working resources. A lifetime is a process of struggle.

And parents, and classmates, and teachers, and leaders, and colleagues.

These comparisons don't have to be said, they don't have to float on the surface, they don't have to be uncovered, they stimulate contradictions, but that's the comparison.

Who dares to say that a man's life is a process of constant compromise and struggle?

It is precisely for this reason that a man of high intelligence will inevitably feel lonely with such a statesman, with all his chess in his hands, and no one can compete with him.

They can easily play with teachers and parents, they can easily soak up sisters and girlfriends, they can easily become tall, rich and handsome, they can easily have everything that ordinary people would never expect, people who used to be called geniuses, they are now called bullies, and all in all, they are horrible creatures.

This creature tends to have only one highest level in a school, with about one intermediate level in each class, and countless potential bullies without pavement.

But there's no doubt that the bully at the top of a school is lonely.

Because no one can touch his existence.

But if it's a bully from another school...

Suddenly it became interesting.

And Kerall, that's the other school bully!

So Erebonia's top scholar, Osborne, is starting to get interested right now.

The whole thing started to get interesting because of Kerall's sudden penetration...

The rooms are naturally separated, and it is naturally impossible for Kerall and Arieta to have a room. Theoretically, one of them is an accessory, one is a master, neither a couple nor a legal fiancé. If they were truly divided into one room, the Ereponian Empire would be a real disgrace.

And that's exactly why they slept in separate rooms.

But Keiral, the strong of good night, came to Arieta's room on his own initiative. At this time, any experienced person would be victorious and courageous in pursuing Poor Koh. Such a good relationship must be victorious in pursuit. In the face of Keiral under the guise of "teaching her how to cope with the foreign teaching of Prime Minister Osborne”, Arieta let him go in with a blush.

Then the servants of this palace could no longer see Keiral coming out of Her Royal Highness Princess Arieta's room.

Early the next morning, Kerall came out of Arieta's room refreshed, and the next round of negotiations on the formal negotiating table was about to begin...

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“Magic?” With the book gently closed, C.C. thought about it and suddenly discovered that there was the best way to find Keiral - tracking magic.

Tracking magic is something that only requires magic to add certain conditions, even if it crosses the ocean, it's possible to find people across the world, let alone a continent.

But even if Keiral was alone in her city, and the ocean was vast, and the two of them were too bottom-line in probabilistic terms, C.C. had rarely believed in God's Buddha, fate, or anything like that since he was around Keiral. Instead, he was incredibly sensitive to statistics, probabilities, numbers.

So she believed in numbers, but never in fate.

So she became interested in magic.

Because magic is unknown, the challenge is unknown, and it's probably the most powerful place in the department for Kerall, right?

Just as C.C. was about to open another book, the red-haired woman, Elusia, rushed in and pressed down on the book she'd just opened, and if C.C. hadn't shrunk her hands quickly, I'm afraid her fingers would have been swollen.

She and Kerall have learned yoga, and the biggest advantage of yoga is to endure pain. It is naturally a great deal of yoga credit to be able to come here through the sea without dying, but even she will hurt if her fingers are broken without a response!

Of course, she didn't admit that Elusia “saved” her.

C.C. doesn't need Elusia to save her.

Faced with Elusia, C.C. had an impatient look on her face, liked to be quiet, totally unfit for a girl like Elusia who was passionate about her personality, and Elusia had a really big nerve, like a wind discipline commissioner, who especially liked to take care of things she couldn't see.

She didn't have much of a problem with it, but watching Elusia take care of it was also a strain of irritable oil.

“Hey, Chairman C.C. is back. Oh, I can take you to imprint the tail of the fairy and join our Magic Guild.” She was somewhat excited to say to C.C. that there was a clear eye in her eyes, and that the sparkling light of the star's eyes would probably only appear when she saw beautiful clothes and beautiful cakes.

What does she mean by that now?

C.C. looked at her vigilantly.

This girl, Alusha, was so simple, so stubborn, that she felt it on her way back, and now this look on her face is like when she sees her favorite thing.

The fairy's tail, this loud and noisy guild doesn't really suit her appetite, but the atmosphere inside is very good. Should we join this guild that may seem to learn a lot?

C.C. just had a preliminary understanding of the title of the Magician's Union in this world.

This is probably a gathering place for practitioners that brings together a task publishing platform and a task receiving platform.

This gathering place is not very restrictive for the imposer and can be said to be scattered, so it does not constitute a group fighting force.

But what bothered her was the magician's personal combat power.

Kerall and Merlyn have seen the power of battle, it's called a scorecard.

She's seen the power of Elusia, and she's very powerful.

This information undoubtedly casts a shadow on C.C. 's mind when it comes to the fighting power of the president known as the Tenth Holy Congress, who is said to have only 10 people on one continent, each of whom is a strategic weapon.

Shall we add the fairy's tail?

I heard that the fairy's tail is one of the two magical societies in the Fiore kingdom, and that the chairman is also a Holy Ten, and there should be no better place for her to learn magic and spy on intelligence.

What exactly should C.C. do in the face of this place?

She made the decision in just a few seconds, and although the atmosphere was not very pleasing to her, it was one of her shortcuts.

So she nodded softly, and Elusaton took her hand to the guild with surprise.

C.C., dragged away by her weird powers, laughed bitterly, knowing that if she wanted to grasp the other's power and do something dissecting or strange to her, she probably had no resistance whatsoever.

C.C. is not a militant, so she doesn't really understand how powerful Elusia is.

Perhaps Altoria's words here can measure each other's abilities, or Dinesha's or something.

C.C. himself is just an intellectual, much stronger than the average man. C.C. is meaningless to knights.

The combat power of a knight is about three times that of an ordinary man, not that a knight can strike three ordinary strong men, but that a knight can easily kill them in the face of three ordinary strong men.

Specific combat forces are to be considered according to the terrain, the state of the parties and the weapon factor.

But the experience of the knights in martial arts and battlefield fighting is hard to compare with ordinary people. It can be said that the experience of the knights in battle is not an adversary, even if it is an infantry who joins the army at the same time.

That's the most straightforward cruelty.

And since C.C. is not a militant, it is not natural to gauge how far Elusia is apart from the average knights.

C.C., who was dragged away by Elusia, had a helpless look on his face. This is Elusia's dorm and fairy-tailed girls' dorm.

In fact, the fairy tail only provides dormitories for the girls in the meeting. Although the dormitories are somewhat expensive, they are not too big a thing for the girls who are a little faster. Most importantly, they are safe. The girls in the big society live together, knowing that they can scream and scream when something happens, a single scream will shock the entire dormitories of the girls, which is the best umbrella.

And there's Elusia, the queen of fairies, in the dorm, so this dorm for women is very popular!

And C.C. is actually more queen than Elusia.

Elusia and C.C., by contrast, look like class leaders, and C.C. is a noble, cold queen, but difficult to reach.

C.C. didn't join the fairy's tail, so instead, she stayed in Elusia's room for two or three days, and Elusia, the fairy queen, the S-class wizard mentor, naturally lived big enough to build a shop against C.C. and stayed at her house.

No one understands why Elusia cares so much about this girl. After all, a mission must have met so many people. If she had met someone, she would have picked it up. The fairy's tail would have been stuffed, but why does Elusia care so much about C.C.?

It's probably just her.

“Welcome back, Chairman.” As she rushed to C.C. only to hear the Chairman's return, Elusia saw the Chairman and greeted him as a priority.

“Oh, Elusia, are you back already? Not bad, not bad.” He also watched Elusia go because of her mission, and now it's a pleasure to see that Elusia is safe and sound.

“Yes, Chairman, by the way, this is the girl I picked up, her name is C.C., and she wants to join the Guild.” Arussala came forward with C.C., unable to resist the helpless appearance of her C.C. in front of Makarov.

What a small chairman.

Approximately less than a metre in height, he was an absolutely super strange dwarf among ordinary people, but he was able to become a Holy Ten as a dwarf, the president of an important magical society within the Fiore kingdom, whose strength and abilities were clearly beyond question.

And C.C., though he had some thoughts in his heart, didn't want to offend the old man, facing the old man's phrase: "Where is the seal of the Magic Society to be stamped?” And I just stretched out my left hand, and I laughed and said, "Can someone like me who doesn't know magic join? ”

The scene was atmospheric and suddenly nitrous.

“Exactly!” The old man raised his head and smiled heavily, stamping the fairy's tail on her left hand: “The so-called fairy, no one in the world has seen it, the so-called fairy's tail, and not knowing if there is anything. ”

“The tail of our fairies is the most liberal of demons, looking for their own fairies and making sure they have tails, that's us! We are FAIRYTAIL!!” Shorty Makarov raised his hand, and even if he added his hand, it was less than a metre and four, and he had a flourishing breath.

“FAIRYTAIL!!” All the people of the whole guild shouted out at the same time, and the joyful atmosphere made C.C. couldn't help but smile on his face. This guild, although a little noisy, is indeed a guild with a great atmosphere!

C.C. looked at the seal on the tail of a fairy with the same colour as his own hair and smiled somewhat satisfactorily. The seal was used not only to gain trust in the publisher, but also to intimidate other magical societies. After all, Herr's prestige was there, and if the mandate recipient was weak, he relied on the prestige of the association to retreat, which was still the face.

So it's very important to join a Magic Guild, and some magicians don't even dare to take the task before joining a Magic Guild!

And that's exactly why C.C. started looking at the magic of the fairy's tail, and she couldn't magic herself, so no one would say anything about learning the magic inside the fairy's tail.

“Miss Mila, don't you know whose magic books are here? Magic Guild?” C.C. There is some confusion as to why a Magic Society has such a large collection of books.

“Naturally, everyone in the meeting bricks and bricks and voluntarily writes their magic mind down to the library management.” The fairy girl named Mirajane also belongs to the category of no magic. She is a model watchmaker with the tail of a fairy. After the chairman goes out, she belongs to the rank of watchmaker township, and cannot be underestimated in terms of rights.

But the other side seems a little distracted?

“Miss Mila, what are you doing?” C.C. took down another book and didn't answer the question.

“Ah, me? I'm reading a novel.” Mira played with the pages gently and was confused. I heard the chairman met the author of the novel this time? I should have known I was going with the chairman this time...