Final Lord

Chapter 363 Persuading the Crimson Flame Sword Saint
Wang Bufu sighed and said, "You know Soufflé's personality. Even after her rebirth, she might not choose to be with us. Revenge is her top priority."

Charles's Adam's apple bobbed as memories of his past life flooded back. The frost witch who always ruffled his hair was ruthless beyond imagination when facing enemies, especially those of the Winter Empire…

Charles suddenly knelt down on one knee, his knee striking the ground with a clanging sound.

"My lord, I swear in the name of the stag!" The young prince's voice trembled with a metallic quality, "I will bring Frey back safely!"

A satisfied smile curved Wang Bufu's lips. He then explained some specific details before reaching out to lift Charles up.

"Go, let Pietro in. I still need to teach this young master of the Crimson Flame Clan a lesson."

"Yes!" Charles clenched his fist tightly. He was about to leave, but couldn't help giving Wang Bufu a hug.

……

Ten minutes later, Pietro arrived nervously at the Lord's Hall of the King.

After learning of Kate's goal, Pietro suddenly felt inferior to Kate.

If I had to put it into words, it would be the difference between ordinary people and heroes.

As soon as Pietro settled into his guest seat, Wang Bufu spoke slowly, his voice low and steady, as if every word had been carefully considered:
“I just had a detailed conversation with Prince Charles, and he proposed an alliance with us in exchange for his assistance in establishing our nation.”

"An alliance?" Pietro's pupils contracted slightly, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

His fingers unconsciously rubbed the rim of the teacup, the cool touch calming him down a little.

"I wonder... what kind of alliance it is?" he asked cautiously, his voice tinged with a hint of probing.

Wang Bufu's lips curled slightly, his gaze sharp as he looked directly into Pietro's eyes, and he said, word by word:

"A blood oath."

The moment those three words were uttered, Pietro's breath caught in his throat, as if an electric current had shot up his spine to the back of his head.

"Technology, troop formulas, resources—all are exchanged. Commerce is open to each other, and people can move freely."

Furthermore, both sides must provide military defense for each other, and should either side be attacked, the other must provide full support.

He paused, then lightly tapped his fingertips on the table, producing a crisp sound:
"When the contract takes effect, the God of Dawn will serve as witness, and the term will last for twenty years!"

A blood oath!

Pietro's pupils dilated suddenly, and his heart nearly leaped out of his chest.

The Blood Oath is the highest level of alliance between human nations. Once it is formed, it means that the two forces are completely bound together and share weal and woe!
More importantly...

The legendary figure behind Kate Gru will also become an ally of the Bucks Duchy when necessary due to the influence of the alliance!

Pietro's thoughts instantly boiled over.

Former King Charles had always been regarded as a wise king by the common people and the nobles. However, the news of his association with the evil cult spread and greatly shook the prestige of the Bucks royal family.

Because of this news, many people who were originally loyal to the kingdom began to have ulterior motives. He knew of no fewer than twenty high-ranking nobles who wanted to make contact with Prince Charles.

The Principality of Bucks is currently in a precarious state, with the prestige of the royal family wavering and border nobles stirring with ambition. If such an alliance could be obtained, those forces with ulterior motives would surely fall silent and settle down again!

"This alliance... must be signed!" he blurted out, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.

Wang Bufu smiled slightly, a profound light flashing in his eyes: "It seems we've reached a consensus."

Wang Bufu's lips curled slightly as he lightly tapped the ice crystal teacup with his fingertips, the crisp sound echoing in the quiet hall. He said softly, "But the question now is—will your father, the Crimson Flame Sword Saint, agree?"

His voice was calm and unhurried, yet carried an undeniable sense of pressure.

“The Crimson Flame Sword Saint is an extraordinary figure.” Wang Bufu slowly stood up, his hands behind his back, his eyes blazing. “His will alone is enough to shake the entire Duchy of Sirius.”

On the surface, the current monarch is Charles II, but we all know that true power lies in the hands of the Crimson Sword Saint.

Given Charles I's character, he would consult the Crimson Sword Saint's opinion before making any decision.

“If the Crimson Flame Sword Saint objects to Charles’s and my plan, it certainly won’t be able to be implemented.”

Pietro's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and a fine bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.

It's not just that it can't be implemented; it's practically impossible to move forward.

As a son, he knew all too well the influence his father had.

If his father were to veto the proposal, more than half of the nobles in the Duchy of Bucks would side with his father.

“Mr. Pietro, what do you think—” Wang Bufu suddenly leaned forward, his voice deep and magnetic, “is there any way to get the Crimson Flame Sword Saint to support our plan?”

"Huh?" Pietro looked up abruptly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. "This question... is it right to ask me?"

His voice trembled slightly with shock, even carrying a hint of absurdity.

—Let him, the eldest son of the Chi Yan family, teach outsiders how to persuade his own father?
This is simply... a reversal of the natural order.

Pietro's thoughts were instantly in turmoil. He opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

Seeing this, Wang Bufu chuckled and waved his hand casually, his tone somewhat nonchalant: "Don't want to talk? Then forget it. This way, please."

Wang Bufu turned around as if to leave, his robes billowing as if he didn't care about Pietro's answer at all.

"Wait!" Pietro suddenly stood up, his voice slightly shrill with urgency.

—We can't end this conversation like this!

He must seize this opportunity to make more contact with this mysterious lord and gather more information!
“I…I can try to analyze it!” Pietro took a deep breath, trying to calm his voice, “but I can’t guarantee I can convince Father.”

Wang Bufu paused, a slight smile playing on his lips, and slowly turned around.

"Oh?" A hint of amusement flashed in his eyes. "Tell me about it."

Pietro took a deep breath and said, “To put it bluntly, my father had no personal desires. He was a man who devoted his entire life to the Principality of the Bucks.”

As long as your and the Prince's plan is beneficial to the Principality of Bucks, then Father will definitely support it.

The problem now is that your intelligence is far too opaque. Father has no way of assessing whether allying with you is the right or wrong decision.

In this situation, due to his conservative nature, he would choose to do nothing rather than make a mistake.

Pietro said earnestly:

"My suggestion is that you release some intelligence so we can take it back, or simply have my father come here in person!"

(End of this chapter)