"I, we."

Dayev clenched his teeth and looked serious.

He was sent by Wilham, but his main task was to gather intelligence on the Burning Empire. He did not have much diplomatic power, nor was he qualified to make such a promise.

But from the conversation just now, he saw the huge crisis facing the Thracian Kingdom.

This rising red dragon and this new empire were far more terrifying than he had expected.

And if they were allowed to form an alliance with the Kingdom of Cassander and attack the Kingdom of Thrace from both sides, the consequences would be disastrous and there would even be a risk of the country being destroyed!

We must not let this happen!

Finally, he made up his mind, a look of determination flashed across his face, and he gritted his teeth and replied: "Your Majesty, our Thracian Kingdom is willing to pay an equal amount of gold coins and provide a certain amount of magic resources."

"Oh?"

"What about the two-thirds of the territory?"

Cassius asked casually.

Dayev decisively refused: "No way, Your Majesty, the Thracian Kingdom will not give up any territory."

"I believe you are aware that His Majesty Wilham will never agree to such harsh conditions, and there is no need for you to mention it."

"Not always."

Cassius grinned again.

If you want to remove the roof, you are allowed to open a skylight.

Human nature has always been fond of compromise, and this negotiation method will never be out of date in any place or at any time.

"In that case, since you can't offer us the same conditions, why should we give up the benefits that are within our reach?"

"Your Majesty, you have actually been deceived by the Cassanders."

Dayev said calmly and forcefully.

"In their rhetoric, the Thracian Kingdom seemed like a lamb to be slaughtered and could be easily destroyed - but the reality is far from that."

"I admit that your empire is quite powerful, but what you have shown is not enough to defeat Thrace."

"His Majesty Wilham has sixteen legendary dukes of divine descent, and hundreds of Fiery Sun warriors who have experienced ascension."

"They once followed the old emperor in his battles, even to the Nine Hells, the Abyss, the Gray Wasteland and many other planes. They made great contributions and spread the glory of Holy Fadlan throughout the multiverse."

"If we fight to the death, your empire will suffer great losses. And then, Cassander's people will only gloat over our misfortune. They are always so despicable."

Cassius narrowed his eyes.

"What you said seems to make sense."

"But that's still not enough to convince me with just your empty words."

"."

Suddenly, the atmosphere became stagnant.

Dayev thought he had stated all the pros and cons and had done everything he could.

If this still fails to convince the red dragon, the only thing that may await the Thracian Kingdom is war.

He lowered his head, remained silent, and said in a heavy tone:
"Your Majesty Cassius, is there really no room for maneuver?"

"Well"

"It's such a headache. I've said it before, I've always been a peace-loving monarch, but I don't see the sincerity of your Thracian Kingdom."

"How about this, we both make concessions. I only want your two million gold coins, but you have to give up the Caterpa Hills south of Anstica. How about this?"

"This this"

Dayev looked solemn and lowered his head in thought.

Although the Catepa Hills are quite large, they are nothing compared to the vast territory of Thrace.

Moreover, it is not a prosperous place. All kinds of wild beasts and monsters are rampant. It can even be regarded as an uncontrolled wasteland in Thrace. The Thracian Kingdom only included it in its territory for the purpose of communication with Anzeta.

If it could create a peaceful situation on the front line, even if it delayed a little time, it would be worth ceding the Caterpa Hills.

But on the other hand, Wilham did not grant him the power to sign a contract or even cede land, and once the Burning Empire obtained this land, the north of Thrace would become even more precarious.

For a time, Dayev was in a dilemma.

He hesitated for a long time before he said solemnly:
"Your Majesty, I am willing to agree to this condition from my personal point of view." "But this agreement involves the kingdom's territory, which is of great importance. I still need to go back and ask His Majesty to show his support."

"I know."

Cassius had a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Go tell Wilham that he can choose my friendship or a raid for profit."

"It's His Majesty Cassius."

Dayev replied with relief.

"What a greedy and cunning red dragon"

Dayev thought to himself.

In any case, he temporarily stabilized the Burning Empire, frightened the red dragon in front of him, and made the kingdom's war in the south go more smoothly.

Next, he only needed to convince His Majesty Wilham to make some insignificant "sacrifices".

However, Dayev did not know that all he heard was just a means of diplomatic blackmail by the Red Dragon - Cassius just wanted to intimidate the two kingdoms without paying any price, move between them, and gain benefits from them.

Commonly known as - getting something for nothing.

Tinia looked at Dayev going away, her eyes wide open and her mouth opened wide: "Master, you, you're just going to ask him to hand over two million gold coins? He won't default on the debt, right?"

Cassius looked off into the distance and smiled.

"Just wait, Tinia."

"Soon you will see official delegations, magical contracts, and carriages loaded with gold coming from the south."

Tina giggled as she fantasized, her saliva almost dripping from her lips.

"Two million gold coins."

"Master, can you let me take a look at it? I have never seen so much money!"

The white dragon jumped up happily and rubbed against the red dragon's legs again, with a flattering look on its face and wagging its thick short tail.

"Ow—"

There was a loud clapping sound.

Tinia squatted on the ground, covering her red face with her paws, and asked weakly: "Master, you just said a few words, why are they willing to hand over so many gold coins?"

Cassius gently clenched his claws, and an illusory triangular balance appeared in mid-air.

The triangular balance is in a balanced state, with weights placed on each end, one large weight at one end and two smaller weights at the other two ends.

“That’s the situation right now.”

"The power of the three kingdoms is in a balance, and this war will last for a long time in the stalemate. Each side wants to break the deadlock."

"It only requires a little intervention from outside forces."

Cassius snapped his fingers.

"Snapped!"

I saw a brand new small weight being added to one end of the scale, and the triangular scale suddenly lost its balance and fell towards the end with the newly added weight.

"This is the role that the Empire plays in this, an external force that is powerful enough to stir up trouble."

"But now, I don't want any of them to win, so I will just watch from the sidelines."

Tinija nodded, not quite understanding, her eyes full of eagerness:
"I think I understand. So, if I just talk like the master, I can earn two million gold coins?"

"."

The ministers in the palace fell silent again.

Cassius looked up at the sky, watching the slowly setting sun.

The strange thing is that it is only noon, but the scene outside looks like it is evening.

"As expected, the sun's timing has gone wrong. Amaunator, the god of law and the sun, who is revered as the defender of law and the patron saint of time, can no longer maintain his own stability and is about to fall into a deep sleep."

"The era of chaos is about to begin."

In the afterglow of the sunset, Cassius' eyes sparkled. (End of this chapter)