Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

After the negotiation is done, we will continue to fight. If the negotiation is not good, we will continue to fight.

Kant's words were cold and harsh.

He knew war was scary.

He also wanted to avoid war if he could, and hoped that peace would come sooner rather than later.

But negotiations are fought, and true peace is also fought.

Obviously, the elves were not beaten, and they hadn't fully realized the seriousness of the problem - or, at this time, the main battle faction, who was in control of the elves' politics, had not given up.

Otherwise, such a duke of the Virgin would not have been sent.

He was sent by the Elf Council to collect the corpse under the pressure of public opinion. Although he looks very rational and friendly, his high-spirited attitude cannot be concealed, and he has no deep understanding of the nature of this war... He probably also feels this The war is just.

To be honest, if it is a war-oriented officer who is stubborn, stern, unyielding, rational and cold-blooded, Kant will feel that peace is hopeful, and he will be patient with the opponent and try to fight with the opponent, because the main war is blocked. People come, maybe they really want to talk - maybe.

But what came was just such an innocent little white face...

Shit, of course, bully and cry first, explore their details, and let the elves figure out the situation.

When it breaks down, it breaks down.

—What, if the talk breaks down, it means that the war will continue?

No, no, that's not the case. There is no causal relationship between continuing the war and the failure of this unofficial meeting. If the elves want to continue fighting, it is useless to talk about it here. If the elves don't want to fight anymore , bully and cry a duke, and there will be two more.

It doesn't matter who comes, and it doesn't matter how you talk about it.

The important thing is that Kant must show his toughness and attitude, never be stubborn, not give any face to the other party, nor take any threat from the other party, and will not have any so-called exchanges, compromises, agreements, etc. Interest, and always implement the strategic deterrent of extreme home change.

- If you continue to fight, I will blow you up, if you destroy Goethe, I will demolish your hometown.

When necessary, he had to beat the elf a second time.

After going through the ideas that he had discussed with Hong San again in his mind, Kant still maintained a fierce and tough expression on his face, staring fiercely at Duke Tagris.

- Damn, the more you look at this little white face, the more familiar you are, where did you see it?

At this moment, Duke Tiling's expression changed.

Walking away, turning his face and scolding, sarcasm and provocation, and even direct action - Kant has already made all the plans and arranged a lot of back-ups, and the multinational reporter team is one of the countermeasures.

Then he saw Prince Tagris' mouth pursed slightly.

Beautiful deep emerald green eyes began to clack and burst into tears.

…Um? ? ? ? ?

Wait, stop, stop, what's going on?

Hey, hey, the so-called bullying and crying is just an exaggeration, where are you from?

What the **** is this neuropathy unfolding?

At this moment, Kant was stunned, and Hong San was also stunned. This **** can go down in history. The biggest rollover at the negotiation scene unfolded—even more terrifying than a certain Goethe prince raising his hand at the beginning.

actually! Of course! cry! !

Even Elendil was stunned, the wise man of the elf looked at Duke Tiling's storm and cried with exaggerated consternation, and was sluggish for three seconds.

Then he reacted and said anxiously, "Your Highness, Your Highness!"

Tagris' tears rolled down like beads, raised his hand, pointed to Kant, and his tone also choked: "You human, how can you do this!"

—Fuck, fuck, fuck, **** this **** elf?

At this moment, even with the thickness of Kant's face, he was very embarrassed. This little white face was already a bit of a pussy. He was so handsome that he was even a hundred times better than A Kun. Even Kant felt a sense of guilt.

Wait, I'm ashamed.

Kant looked at Hong San in astonishment. This is Duke Tiling, the queen's younger brother. He can cry no matter how he wants to. Has he always been like this? Is he Liu Bei?

Hong San was also extremely stunned, and was stunned for a while.

The accusation of Tagris continued: "I, I finally asked His Majesty to agree to let me be this messenger. I don't like war, I like peace, and so does His Majesty. We all hope that this war will end as soon as possible. I hope this conversation will be a good start, I clearly have such thoughts and feelings, and I am even ready to be humiliated by you, but you actually…”

His eyes were red with tears, and I felt more and more pity: "You even scolded my sister!"

Kant became more and more embarrassed.

Seeing that Kant was at a loss, Tagris scolded again, "You bad human!"

"…"

Erendil's eyes twitched fiercely, and he whispered, "Your Highness!"

Tagris looked at him tearfully: "Sir Erendil! Help me scold him!"

The two well-trimmed and beautifully shaped eyebrows of the elf wise man were twisted and entangled, and it could be seen that the Japanese dog feeling in his heart was not inferior to Kant. Erendil took a deep breath and looked at Kant: "Kant Your Highness, you are indeed going a little too far."

"Not enough! Not enough!"

"-enough!"

Kant suddenly shouted.

Duke Tiling shook with fright, and even forgot to cry.

"Cry, cry, cry, cry, what does it look like!" Kant shouted, "Didn't you say you want peace? Talk, you can talk, let's talk, I'll give you a discount."

While wiping tears with his sleeve, Tagris whispered, "Stop talking!"

Kant stared: "That is to say, because of your own likes and dislikes, you gave up the peace negotiation, and it doesn't matter how many elves die in the future?"

"I…"

A hint of anger flashed in Tagriss' eyes, and then he said fiercely, "Apologize!"

Kant sighed: "Brother Feifei, I'm sorry."

"Apologize to my sister!"

Kant shrugged indifferently: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said I was going to **** your sister."

Hearing the words, Tagris said angrily: "...You still talk about it!"

His brows were raised in anger, and there were still a few tears on his face, which made Kant slightly startled.

At this moment, Erendil's tone increased a little: "His Royal Highness, Your Majesty."

Duke Tiling's expression froze, and he immediately restrained the expression on his face.

The wise man of the elf showed a look of sadness, and the subconsciously frowned brow made him a little headache. Erendil looked at Kant: "Are you going to let the Duke of Tiling sleep in the wilderness?"

"...Hong San, call a car."

Kant waved his hand and sighed: "There's chicken feathers all over the place, what are you doing, it's getting dark, please come into the city."

The Aurora man made a gesture backward, and naturally someone gave orders. Hong San was doing things in an orderly manner. In order to prepare for the unexpected, a group of carriages had already been prepared, and at this moment, they rumbled out of the city.

Erendil first escorted Duke Tiling into the car, and then assigned dozens of elves to manage the Phoenix and other spirit beasts, and did not enter the city, and the remaining elves got into the car in turn.

Hong San waved his hand, and the convoy drove towards the city, stirring up dust.

Kant and Hong San stood behind, watching the motorcade drive into the city, their expressions were a little weird.

Kant murmured: "Grass, I haven't realized what happened yet. It's true that the plan hasn't changed quickly... There is still such a trick?"

Hong San's ignorance still hasn't dissipated: "I thought the elves wanted face, so he wouldn't want it?"

Really unexpected.

All of Kant's previous words, attitudes, expressions, and even the speed of his tone of speech were all perfect. He appeared to be a natural war madman and pressed every step of the way, while Hong San was paying close attention to the other's expression changes. A cooperative trial.

Whether the Duke of Tiling of Tagriss is purely here to collect the corpse, or has another mission or mission, under the extreme pressure, the change of the other party's micro-expression can reveal enough information.

But actually... can it be so broken?

Kant touched his chin: "I suspect he is pretending to cry..."

Hong San sighed: "So what, you can't do anything unless you cry too."

"I don't have the acting skills, so why don't you cry?" Kant stared, "I just gave you a wink. If you started crying, I wouldn't be so embarrassed and passive."

"Your servant will not cry."

"Nonsense, the other day, several times, in front of me, in front of Nick, how well you cried."

"—Your Highness!"

Hong San's voice was an octave higher, and he stared at Kant with awe-inspiring eyes, and said earnestly, "I'll ask you a question... You didn't take a picture, did you?"

Kant pretended to be stupid: "What?"

Hong San pointed to Kant's breast pocket, the phone's camera revealed.

I have gone through a lot and missed a lot. Now, every major event must turn on the video mode, waiting for the recovery of CG. Today, Kant already has the consciousness of Guan Xi.

It's completely traditional.

"No, no, I didn't expect you to be good at that time. What are you shooting for?" Kant took out his mobile phone, clicked to stop the recording, and then looked at Hong San with a pure face, "Look at my pure eyes."

Hong San sighed helplessly.

Kant lowered his head and turned on the playback, and the appearance of Tagris pear with rain appeared on the screen.

He sneered: "My motherfucker, it's in my hands. If you pretend, I'll make you famous."

Hong San looked up, trying his best to convince himself not to associate His Highness's words as a threat.

He didn't have too many expectations for the role this video could play. What he thought of was another problem.

Looking at the motorcade that was gradually moving away, Hong San murmured: "If it is fake, then what he disclosed, the so-called willingness to negotiate, the so-called beginning of the negotiation... is very meaningful, Your Highness, what do you think?"

"What do I think?"

Kant put away the phone, then narrowed his eyes: "I see, he looks like a bitch."

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PS1: Second update, 3,000 words, 7,000 words updated today, **** Calvin...Sleep and sleep.