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Chapter 257 Additional Questions
"Here are some materials I have prepared, I hope everyone will read and recite the full text~"

Futaba stood up and handed the first piece of parchment into Clever's hand: "Forgive me, Your Majesty, I think these specific analysis with clear logic and detailed content will be more convincing than empty talk. Please let me hand it out before this meeting officially begins, so please listen carefully."

His Majesty the emperor nodded slightly, and put the densely packed and neatly written 'information' on the table in front of him: "You have a heart."

"It's easy, Your Majesty." Futaba left her seat, walked slowly behind Grand Duke Fernand, put an identical piece of parchment in front of him, and said leisurely: "Although Your Majesty has sent a messenger to send most of the I have told you all about the situation, but I still want to give a general explanation. In short, a terrible plague broke out in Misha County in the northern part of the empire..."

Clever, who was casually looking at his 'information', suddenly trembled all over his body, his light gray eyes, which were somewhat vicissitudes but still bright, froze suddenly. He originally thought that the pair of information had already been learned from Futaba. All the information by itself is not very useful, but in fact it does not seem to be the case.

"That's right, a very terrifying plague." Futaba showed an imperceptible smile, gently pushed her glasses, and then walked to the side of Grand Duke Baroka who was sitting and standing about the same height as herself, and put the other A piece of parchment was put in the latter's hand, and he bowed slightly: "It was a disaster that no one with a conscience could ignore. Conventional healing magic and divine spells are almost useless, even if they are valuable. High-level alchemy potions that cost more than a hundred gold coins can only delay, um, probably delaying the death of the infected by a day or two, if you're lucky."

Baluoka nodded to Futaba seriously, and said in a deep voice, "If what you said is true, then we should indeed lend a helping hand."

Mercury Fernan, who was sitting on his right hand, suddenly trembled, his face pale and terrified.

"Thank you, Grand Duke Baroka, of course you will not sit idly by." Futaba smiled meaningfully, patted the back of Vernon Baroka's chair lightly, and walked slowly past him: "According to As far as I know, Grand Duke Baroka has a rare and noble character, whether it is natural disasters, man-made disasters, conspiracy or bribes, he cannot be shaken, right?"

"I think so." Vernon turned his head, raised his eyebrows at his young girl, and then looked down at the parchment in front of him.

Futaba handed another piece of parchment to the young Grand Duke Crystal Wolf, and after exchanging a friendly smile with the other party, he continued: "Death and fear have shrouded that land, and countless diseases are spreading crazily. After that, they established a blockade line to prevent the scale of the disaster from expanding again as much as possible, but there are still fish that slip through the net; the Holy Church Union in the north of Misha County has also worked hard, and they sent two saints With [-] low-level paladins, it's just a drop in the bucket..."

She walked around the long table, walked to Scorpius Hussein, and gently placed a piece of parchment in front of him.

On the opposite side, Grand Duke Baroka and Grand Duke Crystal Wolf exchanged extremely shocking glances. The former clenched his fists tightly under the table, while the latter suddenly looked up at Futaba.

But Futaba did not look back at her, nor did she look at the Grand Duke Hussein who was snorting softly through his nostrils, but just walked past him silently like a ghost, and handed the penultimate "information" to Grand Duke Dantes , the latter took it with a smile, and nodded kindly at Futaba.

"If you have paid attention to things outside your own territory, you will clearly find that the location of our Fireclaw Territory is not far from the southern part of Misha County. Even if civilians walk on two legs, at best they can only It's just a few days' journey." Shuangye sighed leisurely, and then walked towards Grand Duke Ximu Simon: "During this period of time, we have accepted many fugitives infected by the plague out of humanity. big risk..."

Clang!

Scorpius Hussain stood up abruptly, waving the parchment in his hand, his two long and narrow eyes fixed on Futaba: "You... what's on it... Didn't you say... "

Futaba asked without looking back, "What did I say?"

Scorpius held the deformed parchment tightly: "What is the difference between what you said and the content on this paper..."

"Duke Hussein." Emperor Clever suddenly interrupted the grand duke with a strange expression. He tapped on the table lightly, his tone full of fatigue: "Perhaps we all have the same doubts in our hearts, but now You might as well let Miss Futaba finish what she wants to say first."

Scorpius turned his head to look at the old emperor, and was surprised to find that the doubts and shock in the other's eyes seemed no less than his own: "But Your Majesty..."

"Although the respect you expressed is limited, Scorpius..." Clever's tone suddenly became a little harsh, and he knocked on the table again: "But you still call me 'Your Majesty', does this mean you Do you still recognize the Violet family as the rulers of this country?"

Scorpius froze for a moment, then squeezed out a hypocritical smile, sat back on his chair, lowered his head slightly: "Of course, Your Majesty, I was the one who offended just now."

"If I were you, Duke Hussein." Futaba, who had been silent on the spot since just now, suddenly smiled, turned around maliciously and winked at Scorpius, and said loudly with an unpretentious volume: " Even if it's just a gesture, I will definitely pay for my unintentional offense to His Majesty, so that everyone will not think that I am an idiot with a head full of bezoars."

Scorpius glared at her annoyedly: "What did you say?"

"I said that calmness is a very good quality." Futaba grinned, showing a set of neat little white teeth: "Especially for a powerful nobleman with limited appetite."

Scorpius Hussain swear to God, this is the first time in his life he's ever been insinuated that his appetite is limited.

But he smiled in the next second, and after slightly nodding to Futaba, he turned to Clever: "Dear Your Majesty, this...well, what Ms. Futaba said is right, I have to do it for myself. The offense, um, to be specific, two offenses are paid for, and next month the Hussein family will donate [-] gold coins to Salamune for free to repair the city wall."

"Thank you for your generosity, Scorpius."

Clever readily accepted, but he didn't raise his head. He just continued to study the parchment in front of him. After a pause of more than ten seconds, he said softly, "Go on, Futaba Consultant."

"You're welcome, Your Majesty." Futaba nodded with a smile, not only was not affected by Clever's indifferent attitude at all, it even made others feel that the emperor just thanked himself instead of Scorpius In the same way, she walked up behind Grand Duke Ximu Simon, gently placed the penultimate piece of parchment in front of him, and suddenly stopped: "Where did you just say, um, we took a big risk risks of?"

Clever stared fixedly at Futaba's unusually bright eyes, and slowly said: "Yes, you told me some time ago when you were in the Three-Color Garden, and the envoy I sent to the Fire Claw Leader also sent back got the same feedback, but…”

The old emperor put his slack right hand on the 'Information': "What is this?"

"Of course it's the trouble caused by this plague incident, the so-called additional problem, um, the additional problem that needs to be dealt with at the same time~" Futaba clapped her hands lightly, and suddenly leaned over to frown at the side Ximu Simon asked: "Dear Duke Simon, do you know what kind of people will be infected by the plague?"

The middle-aged dark elf, who was meticulously dressed, had a meticulous hairstyle, and a meticulous beard, looked at Futaba carefully with his calm scarlet eyes, and after a while he replied calmly: "The messenger sent by His Majesty the Emperor told me, The lower the strength, the higher the possibility of being infected, and it is very difficult for low-level professionals to be infected, unless the wound has direct and prolonged contact with the blood containing the plague, which can be done by mid-level professionals and above. Complete immunity."

"That's right, it seems that you are a serious person." Futaba smiled, then turned to look at Raoul Dantes on her right: "Then Grand Duke Dantes, do you know the cause of the plague in the north?" How fast is it spreading?"

The gray-haired Raoul spread his hands and opened his eyes playfully: "I'm sorry, Ms. Futaba, it's not that I didn't listen as carefully as Ximu, but the messenger didn't tell me such a specific thing, but I Guess it won't spread too slowly, or His Majesty wouldn't have reconvened the Supreme Council after so many years, right?"

"Of course, your analysis is completely correct." Futaba stood up, the smile on her face slowly disappeared, and then slowly said in a low, sad and provocative voice: "In just half a month , Misha County has been infected throughout the entire territory. Those plagues that cannot be driven out by elements and beliefs seem to be able to spread and proliferate through all media. They are ubiquitous and pervasive. An infected person can spread the plague throughout In the whole village, one hundred infected people can cause the plague to sweep the whole city overnight, please think about it, if those things that even the gods of the Holy Cult have not solved spread in the empire..."

She shrugged, rolled up the last piece of parchment in her hand, tapped her forehead, and let out a faint sigh.

The pale-faced Grand Duke Fernand trembled.

Grand Duke Ameline of the crystal wolf frowned, not knowing what she was thinking.

Grand Duke Baroka looked down at the piece of paper in his hand, with an angry fire flickering faintly in his eyes.

Grand Duke Hussein twitched the corners of his mouth with a gloomy expression, and almost tore the parchment.

Grand Duke Dantes no longer looked left and right with a smile.

Grand Duke Simon sat meticulously on his seat, squinting at the information he had just received.

Emperor Clever lowered his eyes and seemed to be a little older than before.

Only the Grand Duke of Marshall, who has not got the parchment so far, is a little anxious. This middle-aged man who is slightly fat but still looks handsome and elegant first broke the silence. Swallowing with some difficulty, he turned to Clever and said loudly: "Your Majesty, if what Ms. Futaba said is true, then the empire is about to face a disaster of unprecedented scale. We must prepare in advance, I think... "

"Dear Buffy." Clever did not look at the Grand Duke sitting on his right, but lowered his eyes and said softly: "I think Advisor Futaba should have something to say, and she brought It seems that the problem is not the only one..."

Buffy Marshall gave a somewhat confused 'huh', then turned his head to look at Futaba, who was separated from him by Archduke Simon, and smiled at her: "By the way, dear lady, you seem to have forgotten my information, Of course, if possible, I can also read a copy with Sir Simon, we used to do this when we were studying together at the Knight Academy when we were young..."

"Sorry, Buffy." Archduke Simon raised his hand and pressed the parchment in front of him, and shook his head at Marshall: "I think Ms. Futaba did not 'forget' your document, but I don't want to give it to you now."

Buffy looked at his old classmate in surprise, with a dazed expression.

"Don't worry, Grand Duke Marshall." Futaba suddenly smiled at him, and waved the last piece of parchment: "I'll give it to you after I say a few more words. I don't need it myself. The content on it is mine. I’ve already memorized them all, so please stay calm.”

Grand Duke Marshall seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but quickly nodded kindly: "No problem."

"Well, since our Grand Duke Marshall is in a hurry..."

Futaba flicked her long orange hair that hung down to her waist, and said in a very lazy tone that was completely different from before: "Then I will now be concerned about the first crisis that the empire is about to face. To sum up one problem, the infected people carrying the plague are constantly pouring into the Fire Claw Territory. They are extremely dangerous. Only a few powerful fighters can guard them without any scruples, and we cannot kill those infected people at will. Or, because after they become corpses, even if they are buried in the ground or burned with fire, they will cause pollution. The stench emitted by my unlucky brother after rotting can even smoke out many elite soldiers. Come on, not to mention massacres are not a long-term solution, and human nature and reputation issues must also be considered. As for laissez-faire and expulsion, everyone here will not be willing..."

Emmeline, who loves the people like a child, nodded subconsciously.

"So this leads to the second problem." Futaba spread her hands, raised her eyebrows and said, "The fire claw leader is short of manpower, yes, there is a shortage of manpower..."

She could put an accent on the last four words, and many people's faces turned serious.

"As for the reason for the shortage of manpower, I think at least [-]% of it is because the folks in Fire Claw are simple and don't have much enthusiasm for nightlife." Futaba was amused by herself and giggled, then walked up to Buffy Marshall and put The last piece of parchment was gently placed in front of him: "The remaining ninety-nine percent is because our good neighbor has worked so hard in recent years~"

Marshall froze, looked down at the parchment mechanically, and then fell into a dazed state. He could tell at a glance that there was no information about the plague on this piece of paper. More meticulous and highly condensed than the hair of Grand Duke Simon...

Slave catcher investigation log!

Futaba's joking voice sounded leisurely beside her...

"That's what I said before—additional questions~"

Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty Four: The End

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