Chapter 1200 Karl Franz's Ambition

Mazov nodded, saluted the dragon, and then slowly came to Katerina. In the princess's fearful look, he sat down cross-legged helplessly.

"I think Boris... not only Boris, but your grandfather and great-grandfather... have tried their best to describe me and Raskol as two monsters. Can you tell me how the Boha family evaluates us?"

"You are the villain who sold Kislev to the elves, and Raskol is the madman who dragged Kislev into hell."

"That's all?"

"Yeah."

Mazov laughed, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Caterina's question only made Mazov shake his head and stop laughing.

"There's nothing wrong. From your perspective, Raskol and I did do these things. But do you want to hear a story? Katerin Boha, a story about thousands of children in Kislev, wandering outside..."

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Imrik woke up from his meditation state. The spiritual communication with Katerin was just an occasional one. What is worth noting now is not the female tsar waiting to grow up.

The Phoenix King sat alone in the office, picked up the feather pen, and reviewed various submissions according to his daily habits. Ruling is a very boring thing. Every day, he needs to be reminded to deal with various matters. While maintaining stability, he also needs to prevent the upcoming crisis and occasional troubles.

For example, now, when Cosir opened the door of the office, he knew that there must be trouble.

"Your Majesty, Talarion has returned to Ulthuan with the Old Woman's Staff. He prays that you will agree to summon the spirits of the Phoenix Kings of all generations to divine the whereabouts of the remaining fragments."

The Phoenix King rubbed his eyebrows and thought that this move was a bit stupid. The actions of the ratmen near the Withered Swamp became more and more frequent. Now it is certain that this double-tailed comet is an evil creation made by the ratmen.

The only reason for Talarion to continue the action now is to cover up the investigation of Rhonin and Iron Wolf, and to divert the attention of the Chaos Gods from the Dragonspine Mountain Temple to the conspiracy of the Skaven evil gods.

"Who does he want to summon?"

"The One Piece, the Wise King, the Conqueror, the Guardian."

"Aenarion?" Imric glanced at the captain of the guard, trying to confirm the news again. Aenarion had already merged with Asuryan. You might as well ask me in person instead of asking the Guardian.

"Yes, the magic swordsman believes that Aenarion will know the whereabouts of the last fragment."

"Reject, let him find another way, whether it is to mobilize the entire Ulthuan guide stone for divination, or borrow the Southern Star Pyramid, I can agree... but summoning the soul of the Phoenix King is not allowed."

"Do you need to give him an explanation?"

"No, just follow the order."

All the souls of the Phoenix King have been taken back by Asuryan. Holding divination will inevitably cause fluctuations in the Platinum Flame Temple, which is different from Imrick's idea.

Even if he launches a full-scale war with the ratmen now, he must ensure that the bloodline can be born smoothly.

It sounds very selfish, but he will never regret it.

After the captain of the guard left, another person entered the office, the Imperial Ambassador Bartholomew Corey.

The ambassador sat respectfully at the table of the Phoenix King, quietly waiting for His Majesty to finish drafting a document, and did not say a word during the period.

The Phoenix King, who was drafting a bill to expand the members of the War Council, looked up at the ambassador and said, "Bartholomew, I hope there is no trouble with the Empire. I have wiped the ass for Lord Rick many times, but your emperor always makes some moves that surprise me."

"Not so..." Bartholomew nodded in respect and took out a letter with the emperor's emblem: "His Majesty the Emperor hopes to hold a summit of heads of state in Altdorf. You are cordially invited to participate and discuss the great cause of world stability."

"So the affairs of your old world still need me, the Phoenix King, to come forward." Putting down the feather pen, Imrick shook his head and took the letter.

According to the security regulations, these letters should be checked by the White Lion Guards first, and then read word by word by the Flame Knights. Only when they are considered safe can they be handed over to His Majesty.

Of course, His Majesty certainly did not take the security regulations seriously. There are not many people who can kill him, but it will definitely not be through the boring way of words and paper. Besides, all the Flame Knights have been transferred to the Dragon Ridge Mountains, which makes the Phoenix King feel very uneasy... right.

Cutting the seal with a folding knife, the high-level Logan language written by His Majesty the Emperor himself fully demonstrated Karl Franz's political means.

The letter invited the Phoenix King to attend the summit in a humble and unyielding manner...

Under the expectant eyes of Ambassador Bartholomew, Imrick, who had finished reading the letter, put the paper down.

"Bartholomew, as the Phoenix King, I am very happy to attend this summit. Your emperor is very wise and knows that in this critical moment, all races and forces should put aside their previous disputes...

But is his purpose really as sincere as the letter says?

King Lawn of Bretonnia is deeply trapped in the religious war and cannot extricate himself. As far as I know, he is no longer able to control the religious crusade led by Bastogne, and can only barely keep Bretonnia nominally unified in the name of Saint Gilles.

Needless to say, the Southern Kingdom has actually become the sphere of influence of the Phoenix Court.

The Tsar of Kislev unfortunately disappeared, and his only daughter, Katerin Boha, was forced to come to Ulthuan as a hostage at the request of various forces in the country...

The Mountain Kingdom is the Empire's inherent alliance. No matter how much the elves have reconciled with them in the past two hundred years, you still adhere to the ancient sacred covenant.

I think Karl Franz is going to use this summit to contact the Dwarf High King, suppress Bretonnia and Kislev, and establish the prestige of the new emperor in front of the Elector. "

Ambassador Bartholomew narrowed his eyes, "Your Majesty, you misunderstood, His Majesty Karl Franz is concerned about the peace of the Old World..."

"I don't care about his true thoughts, but this is a good opportunity. It has been more than two hundred years since the last time the forces showed their courage. The Phoenix Court needs a window to show that its interests in the Southern Kingdom cannot be violated or provoked...

But this summit can only be held one year later. "

Hold a summit in three months...Imrick thinks that he cannot leave Ulthuan for the time being. Sending someone as a representative is also feasible, but the confidence is still a little insufficient.

Besides, the Phoenix King himself also wants to meet the hammer wielder...Karl Franz, who is known as the greatest emperor after Magnus. If necessary, he doesn't mind helping him.

One year later?

Bartholomew thought about it. The original reason for holding this summit was to determine the interest disputes between various forces. The expansion of the elves in the old world was too terrifying.

Now the area south of the Grey Mountains, except for Bretonnia, has almost all become the sphere of influence of the elves, which makes the electors very uneasy.

His Majesty the Emperor needs to prove one thing to the Empire, that he can protect the interests of the Empire.

The focus is not on other countries, but on the Elven Empire...

Bartholomew pushed away the chair, stood up and nodded: "His Majesty the Emperor is looking forward to your arrival." (End of this chapter)