Tulun Port, offshore.

Thousands of warships of all sizes were arranged in neat ship viewing formations, and a large area was black and occupied a vast sea area.

Hundreds of small and medium-sized ships were half sailing, patrolling around the magnificent array, pulling out slowly and expanding water marks on the sea.

On the huge battleship of the Marine Authority, a round table made of olive wood was placed behind the main gun with an amazing caliber on the bow of the ship.

Rafa, the third sage of the Holy Court of the Golden Oak Church, Dulinde, commander of the local fleet of the Ice Sea Kingdom, and more than a dozen senior officials of the Kingdom of Saint-Shia, the United Kingdom of Nice, the Gaul Republic, and the Lucian Empire were sitting around the round table and talking happily.

Rafa held a huge golden wine glass with gems and drank sweet wine in big mouthfuls: "I have conveyed the will of St. Attila to you---this war should be expanded as much as possible, and teach the Hydra a good lesson!"

After burping, Rafa crossed his legs and glanced at a pretty female soldier wearing the Navy uniform of the Ice Sea Kingdom standing beside him: "This is a good opportunity, isn't it? That crazy woman can't manage the government. She is just her useless son and two grandsons with different thoughts... If you can't take the opportunity to weaken this damn Hydra..."

Shrugged, Rafa gave a charming look at the female soldier: "You are so disappointed to Saint Attila, and I, too..."

Dulind noticed Rafa's eyes.

He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and then a hint of joy in his heart - he had never heard of this terrible holy lord before... However, a flawed holy lord is obviously more pleasant than a perfect holy lord!

Dulinde made up his mind and secretly stuffed the female soldier into Rafa’s cabin tonight!

The Duke of Barbaria of the Lucian Empire also held a glass of wine and poured wine in big mouthfuls: "No problem at all, there is no problem at all... Let the Portland winged cavalry beating siege hammers, let them be the main force of assault..."

Barbaria remembered the betting battle a few days ago. He gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone has seen that the main force of the crazy woman Ross was trapped in Jiasica and could not move. The garrison in Tulum Port... Haha, just those Marine Scouts, they are vulnerable!"

A real-powered duke in the United Kingdom of Nice, whose family heritage is ancient and is a top wealthy family throughout the Medlands continent, uses a white handkerchief to wipe the monocles on his hand hard.

He said calmly: "Since the Duke of Barbaria is willing to act as the main offensive force, then let the guys we hire as auxiliary... In fact, we don't care about this... Nice's purpose is wealth, business... War has never been our first choice."

Shrugged, Tarondo, who was born thin and tall with a smart face, blew his glasses on his hand: "This time, we have prepaid tens of millions of Jinlira, and hired more than 600,000 mercenaries from thirty-two mountainous countries... They don't do the main attack, and they can still reduce casualties, and we can also waive some pensions. This is a good thing..."

Barbaria stared at Taronto hard: "Tarento, if you play the auxiliary, you will be in the distribution of the spoils..."

Taronto shook his head indifferently: "As long as we can earn back the funds we paid to the mercenaries, we don't have much demand for spoils... The Nices never care about money because we have money!"

He looked at Rafah, who was drinking with a big mouthful of wine, and nodded with a smile: "If it weren't for the will of the church, wouldn't it be a military expenditure on the battlefield of the abyss? It doesn't matter if we get another one... Money is of little significance to Nice. Is it interesting to beat him to death for the sake of gold and silver?"

A cold situation.

An awkward cold situation.

The people of the Ice Sea Kingdom, the people of the Saint-Shia Kingdom, and the people of the Gaul Republic, all had a gloomy face and no sound.

Barbaria and the few members standing behind him stared at Tarondo with red eyes - the damn United Kingdom of Nice, the damn rich... If it weren't for everyone's borders on land, if the Lucia Empire's navy was weaker than the Dren Empire, the Lucia Empire would have already attacked the rich!

Take a bite... fat and oily!

The consul general of the Kingdom of Saint-Shia in Tulum Port, the elegant Marquis of Tulandon broke the silence: "Then, the attack on land is determined. Lucia's vassal army is the main attack, the Marines of the Kingdom of Ice Sea are strong in combat and are used assault sharp swords. The mercenaries of Nice are strong in individual strength, flexible in tactics, and assist in supporting."

"Don't worry about anything at sea, our joint fleet is enough to crush everything."

Tulando put his hands on the round table and he whispered: "Then, let's start discussing the real issues... Everyone has been avoiding talking about them, but the issues that must be identified..."

Barbaria stared at Tulando fiercely: "Is there any other problem? We join forces to defeat the Delun Empire, and ask them to pay the military expenses of the abyss, and at the same time compensate us for the losses of dispatching the army... What other problems are there?"

Tulando looked at Rafa.

Rafa shrugged and continued to glar at the pretty naval female soldier.

Tulando nodded with a smile, and he smiled at Dulinde and then looked at Barbaria: "His Highness Princess Lovna Zo Caesar Urik... She took away the suffering when she ran away from Prince George, the Ice Sea Kingdom..."

Barbaria interrupted Tulando roughly, his eyes were red, and he stared at Tulando fiercely: "What did you say?"

Tulando looked at Barbaria calmly: "Almost everyone in the continent knows this news, respected Lord Barbaria... But the one who is qualified to divide a piece of cake from it is nothing more than the country represented by those of us present."

"The army's mobilization is almost ready. This question must be explained clearly... Lucia cannot take over the treasure of the Knights of Suffering, and the Kingdom of Ice Sea cannot do it alone... Everyone should explain clearly how to divide it, how much it is divided, and how much it is divided!"

The Duke of Taronto, the United Kingdom of Nice, spoke again: "We in Nice are not interested in the treasures of the Knights of the Suffering... There may be many gold coins, silver coins, pearls, and gems in it, but in that era of the Knights of the Suffering... do you think their treasures may be richer than our Nice treasury?"

Shaking his head, the Duke of Taronto said leisurely: "We are not interested in those wealth... But if there are any interesting taboos, or rare ancient knowledge, we can buy them at a high price!"

Taronto said calmly: "I have been fully authorized by the Supreme Parliament of the United Kingdom - I can mobilize the financial reserves of the Royal Bank of Nice and acquire everything that I find interesting in this treasure... The Royal Bank of Nice, as you all know, has unlimited credit!"

Tarondo raised his glass of wine in his hand: "We have a great Jinlira...so, as long as we can get back the funds we hired for those mercenaries, we will not get involved in any treasure or something."

"We just need to have priority subscription rights for some interesting things in the treasure. I believe everyone will agree with me!"

The scene was unsuccessful again.

An awkward cold situation.

Barbaria's eyes turned red. He stared at Taronto tightly, wishing he could draw his sword and rob the damn rich representative of the damn rich man.

Below the huge joint fleet, deep in the sea.

The huge shadows were squirming, and a long and low voice filled with strange commotion and rhythm came faintly.

Dulinder frowned, and he stood up, walked to the deck guardrail, looked down at the sea: "Mr. Henrak, do you have any needs?"

The sea surface of dozens of miles swayed slightly. In the depths of the sea, the shadow that was about a mile long suddenly slid outwards rapidly... In the depths of the sea, the shadow was astonishingly fast, several times faster than the fastest marl in the sea, and ran away without a trace in an instant.

A faint chirping came from afar, and everyone heard the impulse and impatient voice in the chirping.

Rafa listened to the tweet for a moment, and then he laughed 'haha': "General Dulinder, your Lord Henrak, it seems to be in love? Understand, understandable, spring is here, and it is time for all things to be matched again!"

Dulind looked at Rafa a little awkwardly: "Ha, it is also possible that it just wants to hunt... After all, the food provided by the fleet these days cannot satisfy its big appetite... In the land of the Ice Sea Kingdom, it can hunt those giant whales in the north..."

Shrugging, Dulinde said calmly: "But it won't be a big problem... In the sea, Lord Henrak is invincible."

Barbaria rolled her eyes and said in a cold voice: "But it can't get to the shore... Ha, if you hit Delun, you still have to look at our Lucia good guy!"

Dulinder glanced at Barbaria: "So, since Your Excellency Tulando has made it clear... Let me first talk about the opinions of His Majesty the Queen of Our country - the treasure of the Knights of the Suffering Order belongs to the Kingdom of Ice Sea, but just a despicable female thief, she..."

Barbaria slapped the table, like a strong wind crossing the round table, punching Dulind in the face.

Two blood gushed out of Dulind's nostrils, but his strength was really amazing. He was almost sneak attacked by Barbaria. He actually pulled out his sword from his waist as soon as possible and stabbed Barbaria's thigh with a casual sword.

With two screams, Dulinde and Barbaria took a few steps back at the same time.

Dulind covered the collapsed nose bone in a panic, and hissed: "Tell me the order to surround the southern fleet of the Lucia Empire..."

On the sea, the large-scale local fleet of the Ice Sea Kingdom moved and quickly surrounded the Southern Fleet of the Lucian Empire, which was less than one-twentieth of them...

It felt like a group of killer whales surrounding a group of trembling clown fish.
Chapter completed!