My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 532 is not what we agreed.

“Alliance!” Kerall stretched out his hands, reaching out to Cassius and Koros, and said.

“Wait, I have questions.” Richard knew that this was no time for manners, and he raised his hand and spoke to Kerall.

“Go ahead.” Kerall smiled and extended his hand to pay tribute.

“Yes, the union of the two countries is indeed capable of generating tremendous power, but, Mr. Kerall, can you tell me which country will dominate the union of the two countries?” Looking sharply at Kerall, Richard does not intend to compromise on this issue.

“Libel is stronger than Toristine, and I have no principled consent for the Kingdom of Libel to lead these things, but my minimum requirement is that the Kingdom of Libel, no matter what, must vent with the Crown of Toristine.” Kerall's words surprised Colos and Cassius a little, and I didn't expect him to cooperate so well?

They had to look at Princess Arieta.

Princess Arieta also looked at Keiral with confusion in her eyes, but did not speak.

“So, if you want to get involved with these issues, don't know what we should do with you?” Richard was absolutely welcome and put these issues on the table most directly and sharply.

Richard, fully aware of Kerall's horrors, wisdom and political philosophy, feels that Kerall is the greatest threat to the Kingdom of Libel.

Although the Erebonian Empire is scarier on the table than the Kerall, the threat of the Erebonian Empire is not closer, more intuitive, more direct and closer to Her Majesty the Queen.

This threat was seen by both Cassius and Richard.

But in the end, Richard was the only one who had the courage to say it.

Richard was 29, young and cheerful, and although he seemed much older on the face than Kerall, unfortunately they were both in the same age group.

Unlike Richard, who, despite his excellence, or even his hundred miles, had fallen completely into the downwind in front of Kerall and had nothing to do with it.

It's about intelligence, but for no good reason.

For whatever reason, it is not the power of the Kingdom of Libel and the power of the Kingdom of Toristine, nor is it the strength of Kerall, that leads more directly to the proportionality of the status of the two sides, but rather to pure experience.

That's right, it's pure experience, political experience, and Kerall is the one who's seen the big picture.

Whether it be a game between future generations of nations and nations, or a chaotic and harmonious politics between the five empires of the Knights' continent, this has given Kerall a great deal of insight into his political career, as has the confrontation between such high-level nations as between Kerall and Prime Minister Osborne the previous two days.

Any mistake could result in the loss of the State, or even its demise.

During the Cold War, countless diplomatic tactics had the potential to push one's country into another's camp, and the choice of the right camp at the right time was absolutely the greatest discipline in diplomacy.

And in the face of Kerall, Richard's disadvantages were absolute. Richard did not have a huge political exchange of experience. After he took office, Libel entered a rare decade of peace, and since peace had prevailed, Osborne, who was constrained by Cassius' power and strategy, had rarely begun slowly.

It is precisely for this reason that Richard has not exercised his political exchanges and confrontations in the larger political arena.

This huge gap in experience is one of the reasons Kerall crushed Richard or Cassius.

The main reason.

Cassius can also use his own experience to stop Kerall, and Richard's face with Kerall is truly irresistible.

He's terrified of Kerall's wisdom, and he has to say it.

Otherwise, he even implicitly felt that none of them, taken together, would be the rivals of Kerall alone if Kerall were to politically and slowly annex the Kingdom of Libel.

This consternation was buried deep inside his heart, making him terrified.

And that's why he's here.

“Ha-ha-ha, thanks to your courage to ask these questions on this occasion.” Keiral Lang smiled soberly, and his leisurely, sobering laughter was strange.

Keiral laughed so much, it made people feel very strange.

“It's thanks to you to ask, but I'll tell you when I get the chance.” Kerall picked up a glass of wine gently, shook it gently, and drank it all: “I was leaving Toristine. ”

Kerall's news was so overwhelming that Coloss even stood up.

Arieta broke a plate even more directly and faintly.

The crackling sound of porcelain is far less surprising than the news of Kerall.

“How could it be!” Cassius was also a shocked mess, staring at Kerall, and his mind was a little stiff.

“Well, I intend to hike all the way west to the kingdom of Fiore.” Kerall sees clearly that the kingdom of Fiore, the extreme western country, is not only the first country to land, but also a country with a chaotic political system and a disturbed internal order.

With the prosperity maintained by the largest union of magicians and magicians on the entire continent, the kingdom of Fiore looks like a wasp nest, stabbed by a bunch of wasps.

But Kerall knows that division, or internal division, can be very promising.

He has been on this side of the continent for six months. He is almost finished. It would not be helpful to stay any longer. Instead, he would leave Koros and others with a gap in their minds, rather go home.

It's also very interesting to leave a suspension and see you later.

Keiral looked at them with a smile in his mouth, not too big, too intuitive, but his smiling expression almost made two girls cry.

Smiling as if it were never going to happen makes people feel blocked, but everyone is flashing that word in their hearts.

That's not true.

It's not right! Not at all! It's not science, it's not magic! It doesn't make sense!

Kerall, what's he doing? Get out of here? It's as simple as that. Easy as that.

What's that supposed to mean? His purpose, his ambition, his plan, his everything?

You just threw it away?

This is not the fucking script!!

Richard roared wildly in his heart, barely grabbing Kerall's collar.