I Will Be The Crowned King Chapter 352

Remember [New] for a second,! The members of the joint delegation regretted it very much.

Originally, their idea was very simple: sell a little bit miserably, and then use the small "threat" of famine and refugees to undermine the powerful Clovis people in exchange for the right to resume the animal slave trade-if they can take the opportunity to ask for some assistance, of course even better.

But they never imagined that the Clovis people would take the opportunity to interfere in their own internal affairs, and even forcibly tied themselves to the chariots of them and the Free Confederation.

This is bad!

Located in the eastern part of the New World, remote and desolate, and the five colonies with no good harbors, although the news is blocked, it has been a few months since the imperial colony rebellion war, and they have received some relevant information to some extent, not completely nothing. known.

Excluding all kinds of messy information, this is a conflict between the empire and Clovis. The orphans of the three North Sea countries are not of the same order of magnitude as their counterparts, and they have never considered the idea of "rebelliousness" of independence—— So what does it have to do with them?

The five colonies thought so, but unfortunately the others did not.

The Ice Dragon Fjord is eager to expand its sphere of influence, and the Free Confederation is trying to gain independence... When the two most powerful colonial regimes in the New World try to change the situation, there is no power to stop the rest, whether colonists or natives; equal liberty or Being enslaved and oppressed is not something they can decide for themselves.

So although reluctantly, the five colonies did not reject this "goodwill" - certainly not afraid to refuse.

On the one hand, Anson is telling the truth. A thousand animal slaves can't change anything. There is no trade and lack of production tools. No matter how hard you try to cultivate the land, you can only struggle between life and death, and you will be blood drawn by the local... Read as colonization, write Exile, life is more miserable than prison.

People who are really thirsty, even if they know that what is in front of them is poisonous wine, they can only bite the bullet and drink it.

Among the five colonies controlled by the Three Kingdoms of the North Sea, Straw Town and Slave Port belong to the Nakshire Kingdom. The former is close to the river and has fertile land, not far from Grey Snow Town; the latter is a small fishing port, but it relies on transporting animals to the mainland. Man, it wasn't too bad.

But compared with these two colonies, the remaining three are very miserable - either the nearby ports are remote, the land is high in salinity, and they can only survive by fishing; or there are rivers but the water volume is not high, and the surrounding Wasteland has nothing to do with fertility; or although the land is fertile and has water sources, it is overgrown with trees, which is not only difficult to cultivate, but also often encounters indigenous people, wild animals, diseases, unknown poisonous plants... all kinds of accidental attacks.

In fact, this is the normal state of colonization. Lands such as Beluga Port, Changhu Town, and Yangfan City have excellent geographical locations, rich resources, and the climate is not particularly bad and is easy to find. They are absolutely scarce and high-quality products; general The colonists were lucky enough to find places like Grey Pigeon Castle, Red Hand Bay, and Grey Snow Town.

It is precisely because they still have a little wealth that Straw Town and Chanugang are very resistant to signing a trade agreement with Ice Dragon Fjord, allowing the banks and chambers of commerce of the New World Company to settle in; but the other three colonies are so miserable that they starve to death. People are only one step away from the door, and they can't wait for assistance before negotiations begin.

Under pressure, the head of the joint delegation, the Speaker of Straw Town, had to agree to the request; Anson, who got the news, immediately sent a small secretary to contact Paulina Frey; coincidentally, when he arrived at Grey Dove Castle and his party When he was in his temporary residence, he happened to meet Reinhard Roland who came to visit his "fiancee".

"Blessed by the ring of order, this is an excellent opportunity!"

The voice of surprise sounded in the living room, and the slightly excited Reinhard looked at the girl who was walking towards him with coffee: "If it goes well, this is likely to be the first diplomatic incident that has been successfully handled after the independence of the Free Confederation! "

"It's also another good opportunity for New World to expand its business and market." Paulina smiled and handed him the hot coffee: "One sugar, two teaspoons of milk, am I right?"

"Your observation of details and memory are so impeccable, Miss Paulina." Reinhard smiled:

"Obviously, Lord Anson Bach hopes to hold the first Supreme Council of the year in Ice Dragon Fjord - since trade relations with these five colonies are to be established, it must be a confederation, not a single colony. Come out."

"This is your great advantage, Miss Paulina; Grey Dove Castle is not rich, but as proclaimer of the Declaration of Rebellion, banner of liberty and equality in the Confederacy, with the help of the New World Corporation, use your influence It is not difficult to persuade the Council; and the five colonies who have received aid will be grateful to you, and their support will in turn strengthen your position and strength within the Confederacy."

Compared with other Confederate colonies, the only advantage of Grey Dove Castle, the weakest, is the influence of Paulina Frey herself; as the first to stand up against the imperial rule, she is in a sense even the incarnation of the Free Confederation.

Of course, on the other hand, she and Grey Dove Castle are the only ones who cannot surrender to the Empire; either independence or destruction, there is no third way.

"So what are we going to do - support aid to the five colonies and propose trade agreements with them?"

Putting the coffee on the coffee table, Polina sat upright across from Reinhard: "I have publicly expressed my support for Sir Ansen Bach to treat the indigenous people equally, and if I add another proposal, will it affect the influence of Grey Pigeon Castle? weaken it?"

"That's right, so you mustn't do that."

Reinhard, who nodded slightly, showed an expression of admiration: "Grey Pigeon Castle must not look like a vassal of Beluga Harbor, there must be a more independent slogan, so that your every move seems to be for this slogan, and The goal behind the symbol is action, so you don't have too many proposals to diminish your influence.”

"Slogan? You mean...freedom and equality?"

"Equality and freedom!"

Reinhard's eyes flashed: "All the colonists who came to the New World after untold hardships, and all the aborigines who originally lived on this continent, everyone should equally enjoy the beautiful life this land offers!"

"A man who is oppressed and becomes a slave to another's property without his consent cannot be free; nor should a man who has no property of his own, whose health is seriously threatened, and who is chronically hungry, should not be seen Work is free!"

"When a group of people have the right to do anything, squander unimaginable wealth, and enjoy all-round security, while another group of people is forced to accept the enslavement of others and cannot even satisfy and realize their food. How can it be called equality?!"

The impassioned president made the girl startled, and her expression became very exciting: "You mean... I should use this as a slogan to seize control of this matter?"

"No no no no... Dear Paulina, your appetite is too small." Reinhard waved his hand and couldn't help sneering:

"I mean you should take control of the Free Confederacy by leading this aid to the five colonies."

"This is a good opportunity from the sky - you need to show a certain amount of courage, demand, threaten or even order the representatives of the various colonies to agree to complete the aid plan and the signing of trade agreements according to your ideas; They are accustomed to obeying your orders, or . . . the decisions of the Supreme Council."

"It should not be an institution used to mediate conflicts between various colonies. It should be... it is... the Holy See, the Round Table Council of Xiaolong City, and the Privy Council of the Clovis!"

"And you...you are the personification of the council, their leader; you can be tolerant, but when it's time to make a decision, you have to be tough."

"As for how to help, the New World Company has made perfect preparations. Whether it is animal slaves, loans or medicines, food and various necessities have been prepared - all of which were saved when the Beluga Port was rebuilt before." Reinhardt De smiled proudly:

"So you don't have to worry about it, this thing is impossible and must not fail; it is no exaggeration to say that if all goes well, the scale of the Free Confederation will be far greater than it is now, reaching as many as thirteen colonies!" Gu

The girl nodded slightly, and her calm expression also revealed a bit of excitement: "Equality and freedom... This will be the new life of the entire Free Confederation."

"It is also the beginning of the rise of the Frey family." Reinhard raised the coffee cup in his hand and touched her playfully:

"In the not too distant future, this surname will be seen as a symbol of freedom and equality."

Paulina also smiled: "A flag."

"Yes, a flag." Reinhard nodded, and then suddenly the conversation changed:

"But remember, the flag is used to wave, it doesn't have much meaning in itself; it is the hands that wave the flag that gives it meaning; of course outsiders can just focus on the flag, but the flag itself should never leave the hand that waving it."

The room suddenly became quiet, and Reinhard, who took a sip of coffee, stared meaningfully at the smiling girl without blinking.

As if thinking for a moment, Paulina took a deep breath and said with a deliberate expression:

"Eleven."

"Um?"

"You just said that perhaps the Free Confederation will be much larger than it is now, controlling thirteen colonies...but even if you count all five colonies, there are only eleven."

"Really?" Reinhard raised his eyebrows: "Maybe I remembered it wrong."

"Maybe." Paulina smiled and lifted the coffee cup, just blocking her face, revealing only a pair of sly eyes:

"maybe?"

Sail City, Governor's Palace.

Beside the warm fireplace, the young knight looked at the elf girl lying quietly on the bed, his eyes fascinated.

Since that night, although Freya still has a heartbeat, her breathing has not been interrupted, and her body is very healthy from head to toe, she has always been in a coma and has never woken up again.

As the heir of the Bernard family, Louis has some understanding of spellcasters. The spellcaster who has become a blasphemous mage is no longer an ordinary elves or human beings. The intensity of vitality is simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people; , it's only a matter of time before she wakes up again; and Anson, who has become a Blasphemy Mage and is close to the Rune family, must know how to wake her up.

But that's the problem.

After that night, he couldn't imagine how he would face this guy who was also a friend and foe; he used to be able to justify him with the reasons of "unforced" and "forced", but now...it becomes blasphemy Mage, are you also forced to be helpless?

"What shall I do, Freya?" muttered the young knight to himself:

"Yes, I know that I look rigid and even a little unreasonable in this way - if it wasn't for him, I might not be able to leave Beluga Harbor alive."

"But the education I received from childhood, those classics, family, friends...the whole world, they all told me that the old gods are evil, the casters are evil, those heretical gods... are unforgivable!"

"Why? No one told me why, probably because I never asked?" Louis laughed at himself, with a bitter smile:

"Unlike him, I never wanted to know the answer to the question or what the truth was, I was too lazy... I just wanted my father and brother to tell me what to do and make them proud of me."

"The truth, maybe this is what makes us different people, but we can still be friends." Louis frowned slightly:

"No, it's not like that. The reason is much simpler and... cruel."

"The truth is, I actually know what the truth is, but I always pretend I don't know or don't care, stubbornly clinging to what other people tell me the world looks like; because it's much simpler and easier to live that way. "

"I hope father, mother, brother, all relatives and friends...I want them to be proud of me~www.mtlnovel.com~ instead of looking at me with the eyes of aliens, I hope...they deceive me and then I pretend believed their lies."

"Because that way, I don't have to bear the pain of the truth."

"This is . But I dare not challenge my family, the emperor and the Holy See for you."

"I'm a coward, I only dare to take you to hide in a corner on the edge of the world..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

The expressionless Governor of Yangfan City slowly looked back and saw that his herald was trembling behind the door, covering his ears with his hands and shaking his head frantically.

"...Is something wrong?"

"Your letter, Lord Governor!" The messenger quickly explained: "In addition, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on anything, but this letter is really urgent, because it is..."

"What is it?"

"It's from your father, Archduke Edland!"

Chapter end

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