Ride and Cut

"Your Majesty Belluni." John II raised his voice, "Do you want to respond and explain this?"

"Response? Explain? If it is really necessary, then fine." Belluni said: "Due to some of my personal reasons, my country's government affairs have been handed over to the cabinet for management. Maybe they have done something that I don't know about."

Li Cha had already heard about it.

Because the king indulged in beauty pageants and enjoyment, he never asked about political affairs. Stuart's ministers had to form a cabinet by themselves, and discussed with each other to manage the whole country. It is said that they did a good job, and it was even believed that this kind of physique should be preserved for a long time.

"Don't worry, those mediocre people can't continue to make troubles." Belluni spread his hands, "I have regained my rights, and I can start the review immediately after returning to the country to see if they have done anything before. If they really drove the undead secretly, I will never hide it."

"You regained power?" The lord couldn't help asking.

He felt that the performance of this guy today, not being completely overthrown by the cabinet, only shows that the cabinet still needs a mascot.

After all, those courtiers, once they have tasted the taste of power, how can they be willing to let go easily.

Belluni can actually kill the cabinet, which really makes him feel a little confused.

"That's right, I killed them all." Belluni's tone was quite calm, but as soon as he finished speaking, all the Stuart envoys trembled.

This kind of purely subconscious behavior is often very telling.

"I hope you can fulfill your promise as soon as possible." As a religious leader, Pope John II is not suitable to express more opinions on political struggles.

"Isn't it time to talk about the legacy of the war?" said Prince Abel of San Jose.

"War, hey, war!" King John II sighed, turned to the elderly nun beside him and said, "Ms. Teresa, please bring the prepared map."

"As you order, Your Majesty."

The monks in black carried out a large roll of sheepskin maps, and while slowly rolling them out on the table, they gently brushed away the nonexistent dust with bristles.

This is not a complete map of the continent and only includes parts of the northern frontiers of Pompeii and Stuart. Even from Li Cha's point of view, the accuracy is very good.

On it, he not only found the signs of Alpine Fort and four or five nearby pioneering territories, but also saw a few country roads that he thought only locals knew, and they were neatly drawn with dotted lines.

Human settlements use different symbols to indicate different levels.

The lowest level of temporary residence uses a triangle, the higher level uses a circle, and the higher level is two concentric circles, three circles, four circles...

Colin has four circles, and Frisia has five circles.

Most of the frontiers are triangular, signifying that their fate seemed to the cartographers as precarious as duckweed in the waves.

The lord's sharp eyes saw that the logo of the Alpine Fort was no longer a triangle, but two circles, which greatly satisfied his inner vanity.

The short John II suddenly stood up and put his hands in the disputed area on the map, "In the name of an ordinary believer in the Holy Light, I implore all the adults, before making any decisions, you must look at those innocent civilians who are wandering and wandering with a benevolent heart."

"Amen." The clergy present

, even Bishop Paul.

The special envoys agreed happily, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was perfunctory hidden under the joy.

Li Cha had watched John II for a long time, and he always felt that this old man did not appear to be posturing.

"So, here we go."

"It's better for me to come first." Belluni picked up the quill and dipped it in ink.

"This is the frontier between Pompeii and Stuart." His hand was steady, and the wet nib moved across the map, leaving a clear and precise path.

"And this is the actual boundary now." The new line circled an area between the previous one.

This area once represented the northwestern province of the Stuarts, and now represents the occupation controlled by Pompeii.

After the last war ended hastily, Stuart has not responded to it, and Pompeii continued to control it inexplicably.

"This place should be returned to the Stuarts." Prince Abel said to himself.

But no one paid any attention to him, they were all waiting for Belluni's next words.

Even though everyone knew that he was crazy, as King Stuart, he had to retain the respect he deserved.

In this meeting that concerns the fate of countless people, the words of a lunatic are so important, it must be said that it is a bit absurd.

The quill continued to move across the map, leaving a new rounded curve behind the new border, encompassing a larger territory. Only then did Belluni stop and reinsert the quill into the inkwell.

Before this new line and the original border, there is a vast land equivalent to two and a half provinces, which is also equivalent to one-fifth of the entire Stuart territory.

Prince Abel felt vaguely uncomfortable looking at that line.

"Since our country has been defeated in fact, cession of land is unavoidable." Belluni actually shed two tears while talking, looking extremely sad, "As a Stuart monarch, in order to avoid deepening hatred and continuing the war, I decided to donate all these lands to Pompeii."

"Is it okay?" He cautiously asked for other people's opinions.

But for a while, no one spoke at all, and everyone was looking at each other, wondering if there was something wrong with their ears.

If they heard correctly, it seems that instead of reclaiming the occupied lands, this lunatic monarch is planning to give away more on his own initiative!

Even the envoys of Pompeii, the first reaction in their hearts was absurd.

You know, during their internal discussions before, Prince Schmidt gave the bottom line that all newly occupied areas can be abandoned for the sake of peace.

In an instant, the transformation between hell and heaven can be so fast.

"If it doesn't work, you can draw a little bigger." Belluni didn't wait for a response, and wanted to get the quill again.

"Absolutely not." Prince Abel's face changed drastically, "Your Majesty! Did you know! There are the largest magic crystal mines and mithril mines in Stuart!"

As a special envoy, he also came with a mission.

The best-case scenario for San Jose is for Pompey and Stuart to keep fighting and keep bleeding. If it is not possible, it is not impossible to let the two sides return to the original point and maintain the original situation.

According to Prince Abel's previous estimation, the final result should be between the two, depending on luck and skill.

But in any case, it is absolutely unacceptable that Stuart took the initiative to cut meat and raise Pompeii's absurdity.

If Pompeii swallowed these two and a half provinces, a behemoth would appear in the north, replacing San Jose as the most powerful country in the entire human world.