Your Majesty, Why Won't You Obey?

"You! You actually want me to annex the country of Henrietta?!"

The King of Wales was instantly filled with rage, and the respect he had shown instantly turned into shock and anger, but Biba Amatori simply nodded calmly as if he hadn't seen anything.

"Yes, I am familiar with the aristocratic rules of this continent. When a king marries another queen, the two countries can merge into one."

"We don't have to merge!"

The King of Wales, his face contorted with rage, roared, "Even without Henrietta, the Tristain Kingdom can still ascend to the throne with Duke Marianne; there is absolutely no need for it to be merged into Albion!"

"What if Duke Marianne were to die?"

"Wh-what?"

The King of Wales was stunned. Biba Amatori continued:

"As far as I know, there are currently only two members of the Tristain family. If one of them passes away, then Princess Henrietta will have to become queen."

"Your Majesty, wouldn't it be a good thing to allow the Albion Kingdom to expand its territory and, incidentally, give us a piece of land on the Halkeginia Continent?"

The King of Wales remained silent for a long time, his dark blue eyes scrutinizing Biba Amatori. After a moment, he asked in a low voice.

"Biba Amatori, who exactly are you, and what is your true purpose?"

"Your Majesty, as I have already stated, we are refugees and adventurers from Hinomoto, overseas, whose purpose is to help you and the Albion Kingdom."

Biba Amatori answered softly while looking into his eyes.

"What you call help, I think, is that after I annex the Tristain Kingdom according to the plan you just mentioned, the next step should be to launch wars of aggression against other kingdoms, and the first target will be the Germania Kingdom has a conflict with me!"

The Prince of Wales had already connected this to Biba Amatori's previous actions.

Mass production of cannons and shells; expansion of the number of magical warships; modification and mass production of bolt-action breech-loading rifles; training of rifle legions, and so on.

Looking back now, all of this was to arm the military forces of the Albion Kingdom.

But it wasn't meant for self-defense; it was meant for invading other countries!

"You are wrong."

But Biba Amatori shook his head in denial, which made the King of Wales frown. But the former's next words made his eyes widen instantly.

"The target should be the Nephertes Elf Kingdom in the Sahara Desert."

"What?!"

"You should know that the Wind Stone of the Nephertes Elf Kingdom are the core energy source for magic airships. I want to secure these high-value resources for the Albion Kingdom."

Upon hearing Biba Amatori's explanation, the King of Wales's expression softened.

After all, it did sound like they were thinking of their own country, which made him start to wonder if he had really misunderstood and that the other party didn't actually have any malicious intent.

"Biba Amatori, you may not know, but elves are a very terrifying race. Their technology and magic are far more powerful than ours."

"Otherwise, even you know they have a large number of Wind Stone there, so why have all the countries remained indifferent for so many years?"

The King of Wales patiently explained the situation, but Biba Amatori laughed:

"That's why I suggested you merge with the Tristain Kingdom first, which would strengthen our side."

"You witnessed Louise's previous use of Void Magic; let her use it on the Elf Race again."

"Once we defeat the Elf Race, won't the Wind Stone and their technology all be ours? We could even capture them and use their magic. Why not?"

The King of Wales opened his mouth but could not speak.

He would probably never forget the scene of Louise's Light Magic instantly defeating an army of 70,000.

Thinking about it this way, Biba Amatori's idea seems feasible.

"But... but this is invasion! It's provoking a great war between humans and elves!"

"Your Majesty, are you afraid of war?"

Biba Amatori looked puzzled, and the King of Wales quickly said, "This is not fear, but awe. We should not start a war lightly!"

"And once an invasion of the elves is launched, His Holiness the Pope of Romalia will certainly intervene!"

Biba Amatori sneered, "Then let's bring Romalia along. I refuse to believe they won't be interested in the vast amount of Wind Stone and advanced technology."

"Furthermore, the Elf Race do not believe in Brimir and even call him a demon, so they are inherently irreconcilable with Romalia."

The King of Wales was dumbfounded.

Because what Biba Amatori said was true: the Elf Race worshipped their 'ancestors' and called humans 'barbarians,' so the relationship between the two sides was indeed very bad.

"But as I said before, the Elf Race are very strong. If a war breaks out between the two races, countless people will die!"

The King of Wales argued with difficulty, which only made Biba Amatori chuckle, "Your Majesty, great profits naturally come with great risks; you should understand this principle."

"Moreover, a single war can completely eliminate heretics and other races. Isn't it worth it?"

"."

The King of Wales was speechless and began to ponder, Biba Amatori patiently waited in front of him.

After a long while.

"I'm sorry, but I hate invading other countries and I have no desire to annex Henrietta's country, because the royal families of both our countries are direct descendants of Brimir, and it is only right that we help each other!"

Now it was Biba Amatori's turn to fall silent, finally letting out a long sigh.

"Oh--what a pity."

"Um?"

The King of Wales made a nasal sound of confusion, and then Biba Amatori said, "I originally thought we could maintain a pleasant relationship until the end, but it seems that's not possible now. Why can't you just obediently listen to me?"

"What are you up to!"

The King of Wales became wary, his right hand reaching for the hilt of his sword at his waist, but he immediately sensed something amiss.

"Guards?"

Yes, even in his current state, the palace guards should have drawn their swords and surrounded Biba Amatori, but they remained motionless.

[Tap, tap, tap, tap]

Sudden.

With a series of footsteps, a handsome man with long gray hair walked in, then knelt respectfully behind Biba Amatori.

"Lord Amatori!"

The King of Wales was horrified. "Wardes!!"

Yes.

This was Wardes, the former commander of the Griffin Magic Guard of the Tristain Kingdom, who had almost killed him with a single sword strike. But he wasn't killed by Biba Amatori.

Yes, Wardes wasn't killed at the time; instead, he was handed over to the Tristain Kingdom and imprisoned.

How did you end up here?

"Rest assured, I will not harm you, nor will I harm your country. On the contrary, I will offer you a great opportunity, but before that, I need your cooperation."

Instead of explaining Wardes's situation, Biba Amatori offered a kind word of comfort to the King of Wales.

He then turned around and ordered, "Let's begin."

"Yes!"

Wardes slowly rose to his feet, then raised his right hand toward the King of Wales, revealing a silver ring with a square amethyst set on his index finger.

"Andvaria!"

The King of Wales was terrified and tried to dodge to the right, but the purple light was too fast. He stopped in his tracks as soon as he made a move, and his body was no longer under his control.

"Hey, now you should be able to listen to me."

Unconcerned about the purple light, Biba Amatori slowly walked up to the other person, revealing an incomparably elegant and handsome smile.

"You will thank me when it's all over, Your Majesty, but my plans need a slight adjustment."

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