Half a month later, Fischer and Yalveth came by in succession to offer their condolences.
It wasn't because the two of them had learned that Zhou Xu had been injured, but because our Great Zhou had successfully annexed the Holy Roland Empire.
At the moment the Holy Roland Empire was annexed, Great Zhou had clearly become the largest and most powerful super-empire on this continent.
As a small country neighboring such a super-empire that stood alone at the top, they naturally had to come over and sound things out, finding out what this emperor planned to do next.
Simply put, even if Zhou Xu planned to annex them next and they had no power to resist, they could at least make some psychological preparations first and assume a more comfortable position while being swallowed.
That's right, Fischer had already experienced a great awakening in his heart.
Unable to resist, he might as well accept reality. In a certain sense, this fellow's ideological awareness was quite high.
Looking on the bright side, having Great Zhou, whose international reputation had always been excellent, as the leader was far better than having the Holy Roland Empire as the leader.
Facing Fischer's cautious probing, Zhou Xu directly stated...
"Our Great Zhou loves peace. We will never provoke war, much less fight an unjust war."
If Holy Roland I had said those words, Fischer would have taken them as nothing but bullshit. But coming from Zhou Xu, they carried a strange persuasive power.
Especially now that Great Zhou had already become a super-empire, those words from Zhou Xu became even more credible.
After all, with their current strength, they had no need to lie.
This gave Fischer a feeling of relief.
After all, if he could be the boss himself, then of course it was