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Chapter 185 The Kingdom of Rhodes who once again negotiated peace

His Majesty Quesnel's conspiracy is not as perfect as he thinks.

Of course, considering his position, it is understandable to ignore some details.

Even after the overthrow of the First Empire, the smearing by the kingdom and the nobles did not happen overnight, but it took several generations one after another before it could be said that everyone's image was completely reversed.

What's more, there are northern civilians protected by Roland and the northern nobles. At least in this generation, or even between two generations, it is impossible to forget who gave their lives.

In other words, the kingdom can indeed suppress the speech of civilians by force.

But Roland is not unable to aspire to the top in his lifetime.

When it really comes to that time, no matter how hard the suppression is, the rebound will be huge.

It can only be themselves that stinks.

Looking at Roland with a gloomy expression, Hellscream thought he had touched a sore spot, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face.

It just restrained itself quickly, and it knew that although this rumor could cause some turmoil to human beings, it was not enough to disintegrate the morale of the human army.

Just like when it hunted Gron back then, some people would believe it, but no one would believe it, let alone these soldiers under the protection of Roland.

However, the humans in front of them, as their leader, have absolute control among humans, just like Hellscream's prestige among orcs.

Seeing the smile on Hellscream's face, Roland took a deep breath to suppress the irritability in his heart.

He clearly knew that the information of the orcs must come from the speculation and slander of the losers.

The purpose is also very simple, just to cover up the incompetence of their ancestors, and more likely to warn their descendants in the future that they can only consider rebuilding the glory of the empire after the Abbasid Empire does not exist.

In a more intelligible phrase, it is 'not a fault of war'.

Although the weapons held by the first emperor of the First Empire were recognized by the system, it can still be argued that they were due to their special materials.

However, Duke Osborne's act of handing over the command to him made him really understand one thing, that is, he has the same system as himself.

This question can no longer be avoided, and the words of the orcs prove it, but they mistook it for the power of blood.

The only thing that worried him was whether the Rhodes family and other nobles knew about it.

What Roland didn't know was that after observing that the descendants of Abbas did not inherit such blood power, their ancestors brazenly chose to rebel.

Later, his family was destroyed, leaving no descendants behind.

In the end, it discredited it to maintain its orthodoxy.

Show that they are rebels, not traitors.

Of course, only families above the duke knew about this, and the lower-level nobles did not have the opportunity to know such secrets. They simply thought that Haber Abbas was exceptionally talented.

Their command will automatically vest in the superior nobles during a war, and this is considered a tradition.

And the top duke will naturally be handed over to the emperor of the empire. As the emperor's companions, they are naturally aware of this matter.

As for their descendants, they will naturally worry about them doing stupid things when they get old, so I have confided a thing or two to prevent them from having thoughts that they shouldn't have.

Roland's mind was tossing and turning, and before he could speak, he heard the sound of horseshoes behind him.

Looking back a little irritably, he found that it was His Majesty Quesnel.

The culprit of this war was in front of him, while the accomplice was behind him, which made his mood even worse.

There was even a strong desire to leave here, but luckily his reason reminded him.

Of course, this was only because Hellscream was standing right in front of him.

Therefore, Roland said reluctantly: "Your Majesty Quesnel."

Hearing this, the smile on Hellscream's face became even wider. It turned out that it had been wrong in its judgment before, and Roland was not the leader of mankind.

It wanted to have a secret conversation with the human who came on horseback, but it knew clearly that this was only a luxury.

But don't try, Hellscream is not reconciled.

It held Gorehowl in one hand, and after beckoning to Roland, it went straight up.

It's just that the result was just as it guessed, Quesnel directly hid behind Roland.

What made Quesnel even more embarrassed was that Roland didn't make any protective moves.

Just standing there like a statue, in contrast, he, the king, is very timid.

It also made him affirmed one thing, Roland didn't have any good feelings for him.

As a king, he regulates his emotions very well. After throwing away these useless emotions, he said directly:
"I am Quinell Rhodes, the legal ruler of the Rhodes Kingdom. I heard that you have the will to negotiate peace, and I am here to talk about peace, not to fight you."

Hearing this, Hellscream was stunned for a while, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears, but fortunately Roland's gaze pulled it out.

Hellscream put away the 'friendly' smile on his face, took a deep breath, and said, "In that case, let's find a place to talk?"

Hellscream obviously didn't give up. His ultimate goal was to expel or even kill Roland, the biggest threat.

His Majesty Quesnel looked at Roland, and saw a large dark red scar on his back, some of which made him feel bitingly cold.

For a moment, I forgot what I was going to do.

It wasn't until Roland took a few steps back and stood side by side with him that he realized his abnormality. After Roland put his hand on Quesnel's shoulder, he woke up with a start.

Looking at Roland's shaking head, His Majesty Quesnel rejected Hellscream's invitation, saying that it would be fine to just talk here.

For the current two sides, the war has no more benefits, and even in their view, the biggest threat is the third person between the two—Roland.

It's just that they didn't have a chance to confirm the news, because in their eyes, the other party was an untrustworthy alien.

Quennel was embarrassed, and so was Hellscream.

Therefore, they quickly concluded a peace treaty.

Of course, there is no paper document, even if there is, they will not choose to believe it.

The peace between two different races comes more from the comparison of strength.

It has never been that paper treaty that can make the enemy feel jealous.

As the news was conveyed, Hellscream immediately left here with the wolf cavalry, and the orcs also turned and left one after another.

Hearing the dense sound of horseshoes behind him, Roland knew well that it was the Knights of Daybreak who had arrived, but he didn't intend to turn around.

It was already late at this time, and the afterglow of the sunset shone on them, making their shadows very, very long.

They just watched in silence until the orc was completely out of sight.

Looking back, the neat array was empty.

Neither nobles nor kings are here, only a group of Osborn family children.

There was a trace of fatigue in Roland's eyes, which contained great confusion and a trace of regret, and many emotions emerged one by one.

It is hard to imagine such complex clarity in one person's eyes.

After the truce with the orcs, should the grudges of the nobles of the northern border be put down like this?

Judging from the situation, he is not popular with the people here, and he still has more than 5 people to support.

Although the supplies carried this time are sufficient, how long can they last if they are only consumed without any supplements?

One year, or two years?

From Hellscream's words, Roland knew one thing, Hellscream was only afraid of him, not the large number of human soldiers.

Based on his judgment of Quesnel's character, whether he will be expelled is still in the number of five or five, although he prefers not to care about the lives of these people.

Just doing that, then the actions of the Duke of Osborne, and even the nobles of the northern border, would be meaningless.

Roland subconsciously excluded his own factors.

If His Majesty Quesnel decided to expel him, what could he do?confrontation?Or directly replace it?
Presumably the other three countries that are committed to eliminating the influence of the empire will never allow the Abbas family to appear or even rule a kingdom.

So, it's a dead end?

Unless it is at war with humans, alien races, and others at the same time?
Promote the integration of human race and alien race?
Things must not become like this, and Roland will not allow it.

Vicky put her hand on her husband's shoulder, "Let's go."

Roland obviously hadn't recovered yet, but subconsciously asked, "Where are you going?"

Then he woke up completely, dispelled the messy emotions in his head, and smiled at Vicky, "Let's go."

Vicki just nodded quietly, then took Roland with one arm, and leaned against his shoulder.

Roland didn't pause at all, just led her and walked towards the capital.

He still has one thing to do, at least, to get a satisfactory answer.

At least let’s justify the names of everyone in the northern border, maybe it’s a good idea to restart the Empire’s Hall of Valor?

He returned to the original position of the army formation, picked up Iva, "Go back and rest, the war is over." After a pause, Roland continued: "At least, it's over for now."

At this time, a messenger came to Roland and said with admiration: "Count Roland, Your Majesty invites you to the banquet tomorrow."

The orderly's eyes were all focused on Roland, and he didn't notice the worry on Vicky's face at all.

In fact, even if he saw it, he couldn't guess why. He was used to carrying out precise orders, and he gave up thinking about such things long ago.

Roland suddenly smiled, "Iva, do you think we should go?"

Evar Osborn also said with a smile on his face: "Go, why not go?"

The smile on Roland's face was even worse. After he and Iva lightly clapped their hands, he turned his head, looked at the orderly in front of him and said, "Please report back to Your Majesty, and say that we will arrive on time."

After watching the people walk away, Roland did not leave immediately, but said, "Iva, why do we have to go, tell me the reason."

"Why don't we go? We didn't do any dirty things, and more importantly, remind them again about the orc threat.

Tell them how Borean Keep fell.

Tell them about the gronn that might still show up.

Tell them how vulnerable humans are in front of legendary creatures like Gron.

Tell them how men did harm to Gronn in their mortal bodies.

Tell them what the First Reich did in it.

Tell them how the dragon died.

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Gouging out their hypocritical faces, and stuffing these 'garbage' into their mouths."

Iva couldn't stop crying as he talked, obviously remembering what happened in the North Wind Fortress.

Roland didn't regret telling him this, because these things really should be remembered.

Afterwards, his face was even more ruthless, obviously he was worried about the fact that the orc threat was taken as a joke, and even misinterpreted as a conspiracy.

Not only did he want to rectify the name of his grandfather, but he also wanted to rectify the names of all the nobles in the northern border. At the same time, he also meant to light the 'inheritance bonfire'.

In the end, he cursed even more, but his good education did not allow him to have a rich vocabulary, and he repeated a few words—mean, shameless, and hypocritical.
"Have you ever ridden a dragon? Ivar, it stands to reason that you should have ridden at your age. Eric told me about it, but there are only a few people who know about it."

Roland's voice became deeper and deeper as he spoke, and it was almost inaudible at the end.

Iva looked at Earl Roland, who was a little depressed, and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "Of course I did, but it was a few years ago.

And their parents, they were not friendly at all back then, but I don't blame them anymore.

Because they, like me, lost their parents in that war. "

"Then what are you waiting for?"

After Roland finished speaking, he blew a whistle, and Pale Flame and Crimson Fury circled down immediately, and finally landed on the ground.

The huge commotion couldn't satisfy anyone, and Roland didn't intend to hide it from anyone. He first touched the nose of Crimson Wrath, and then brought Iva to Pale Flame.

In comparison, only it looked gentler, perhaps because it inherited the gentleness of its mother. With this in mind, Roland stepped onto its back.

He held Iva with one hand, grabbed the bump on its neck with the other, and patted its neck.

Pale Flame glanced at the surrounding soldiers, then stood up directly from the lying position, which scared everyone back again and again.

These didn't affect it, turned around, and started running amidst Iva's crisp laughter, leaving a series of huge footprints, and then spread out its huge bat wings.

Seeing this, Crimson Wrath also followed.

With the incitement of the bat wings, they began to lift off slowly, and soon disappeared into the sky.

Vicky withdrew her warm gaze. After turning around, her eyes revealed a piercing coldness. She looked at the people standing there and said, "Gather our leaders, retrieve our supplies, and tell them to prepare the army for war."

(End of this chapter)