Who taught him to restore the country like this?

Behind the three stood a middle-aged man wearing golden armor, with a sharp gaze like an eagle.

At this time, the door of the reception room was opened.

Ron walked in, smiling.

"I'm very sorry, Lady Celestia. I've been working day and night lately and I'm exhausted. I was a little slow this morning. Please be tolerant." He sat down next to Celestia.

Listening to Ron's pretentious words, Celia didn't say anything. She just watched Ron sit down beside her quietly, with a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

She had heard from Lawrence everything Ron had done during the few days she had been away from Cassel.

In order to fulfill the promise I made, I worked tirelessly and almost collapsed from exhaustion.

Even though he was deceived repeatedly by the people of Kassel, he had no complaints at all.

To be honest, it really made her look at it with new eyes.

Compared with the Ron she met when she was still a saint, the current Ron is like a completely different person.

Has he really reformed?

Having been fooled many times, Celia did not dare to jump to conclusions.

However, one thing is certain from the contact between Gray Mist Territory and Cassel.

Although this guy has bad morals and a bad personality, he is very friendly to civilians.

Ignoring Celtia's scrutiny, Ron looked at the people opposite him and asked, "Who are these people..."

"Hello, Your Majesty Ron, my name is Vasily Iverson, thank you very much for your hospitality." The noble young man spoke confidently.

"Vassily Iverson."

Ron repeated the name, a meaningful smile on his face.

This was an unexpected surprise.

"Yes." The young man Ron seemed to recognize his identity, and a hint of pride appeared in his expression.

"Where did you come from, you uneducated brat? Why don't you stand up and salute me when you see me?"

Chapter 58 Vasily's Conspiracy

Ron, who was smiling a second ago, had a cold look in the next.

The young man's smug expression suddenly froze.

"How dare you! How dare you insult His Highness Vasily." The man in golden armor standing behind the young man reached for his waist and was about to draw his sword.

"Step back." The young man raised his slender fingers gracefully, the ruby ​​beads on his wrist jingling softly with his movements. His voice carried the inherent authority of a superior, yet it was perfectly tempered.

"Yes." The man in golden armor bowed his head respectfully.

"I'm so sorry, Your Majesty Ron. I was so happy to see you that I forgot the etiquette. Please forgive me, Your Majesty." The young man stood up and bowed respectfully to Ron.

Then he said, "Please allow me to introduce myself again. I am Vasily Iverson, the second prince of the Kingdom of Diam. I have come to aid the Kingdom of Orrantia at the invitation of Lady Keltia."

Upon hearing this, Ron immediately showed a surprised expression, and his tone became polite: "So you are the Second Prince of the Diam Kingdom. My apologies for the rudeness. I didn't know your identity just now. I apologize for any offense. I hope you don't mind."

"Your Majesty, you are too polite. It was my fault for not stating my identity immediately, which was impolite," said Vasily.

Isn't it all your fault?

You have to pretend to be noble and make others guess your identity. Isn't that despicable?

Ron wouldn't tolerate such a person.

Seeing that Ron gave Vasily a show of force right from the start, the two old men sitting next to him looked at each other and stood up at the same time.

The slightly plump old man among them spoke first, his voice old but steady: "Your Majesty, we two are scholars who have studied formations for many years. My name is Ugo Doug."

He raised his hand to signal the thin old man beside him. "He is my brother, Zuo Daoge. I have heard a lot about your majesty's reputation recently. It is a great honor to meet you today."

"So they are the two Daog masters of the legendary Twin Formation. I have heard of them for a long time."

Ron stood up and shook hands with each of them in turn. "You two masters are so polite. Compared to your fame, my reputation is nothing."

He gave the two of them the highest courtesy.

The impression of him in the minds of Doug and his brother immediately improved a lot.

Vasily, who did not receive such treatment, looked a little unhappy.

"We heard from Lady Celtia that the Divine Purification Formation set up by the Kingdom of Orrantia was taken over by the great demon Lilith. Your Majesty Ron, could you let us take a look at the Divine Purification Formation? Perhaps we have a way to remove the demon's control over it." Doug's brother Ugo said.

"Of course, no problem," Ron agreed without hesitation. "It would be great if the two masters are willing to help."

"That……"

"I have already destroyed Kassel's Divine Purification Formation. The two masters can only wait for the Komoni Fortress to be cleared."

"How long do we have to wait?"

"I don't know, but it shouldn't take long. Why don't we go over and wait now?"

"Follow His Majesty Ron's arrangements." Brother Doug nodded.

"Well."

"Your Majesty Ron."

Seeing Ron stand up and about to leave with Doug and his brother, Vasily, who had been ignored the whole time, could no longer sit still.

He stood up suddenly, a glint of dissatisfaction flickering in his eyes. "Your Majesty, Ron, the two masters and I were invited here by Lady Celtia. You are ignoring me and leaving the table so hastily. Isn't this a poor way of entertaining guests?"

Ron stopped and patted his forehead: "Look at my memory, I almost forgot Prince Vasily is still here."

He sat down again with an apologetic look on his face and said, "The situation in the Kingdom of Orantia is urgent. I don't have much time to entertain you. I hope you don't take it to heart."

"Of course not," Vasily suppressed his anger, "but His Majesty Ron doesn't want to hear my countermeasures?"

"Oh? You also have a solution?" Ron asked in surprise.

The look of contempt that seemed to be revealed inadvertently made Vasily want to flip the table and ask him what he meant.

But considering the purpose of his trip, he endured it.

He said in a deep voice, "I have learned about Your Majesty Ron's strategy for saving the Kingdom of Orrantia this morning. I have to praise your wisdom. This is an extremely brilliant strategy."

"Thank you for the compliment." Ron said modestly.

After hearing this, he had already guessed what Vasily was thinking.

"Your strategy is perfect, but there is a big problem with the implementation conditions." Vasily said.

"What's the problem?" Ron asked with a smile.

"Your Majesty Ron is an outsider after all, not a native of the Kingdom of Orrantia. It will be difficult for him to gain the recognition of the people of the Kingdom of Orrantia. It will be very inefficient to slowly change their attitude towards you like this." Vasily analyzed in a serious manner.

"So what you mean is..."

"The Kingdom of Diam can lend you people to help you implement your strategy more efficiently." Vasily revealed the purpose of his trip.

"Oh?" Ron chuckled. "Will the people of the Diam Kingdom recognize me?"

"Your Majesty Ron has misunderstood." Vasily regained his previous confidence and said, "The Kingdom of Diam and the Kingdom of Rah are both participants in the War of the Divine Kingdom. As long as I lead the soldiers of the Kingdom of Diam and advance according to your strategy, there is no need to waste time gaining the approval of the civilians."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ron with a hint of pride in his eyes.

How could someone as wise as him not see what this prodigal son of the Rah Kingdom was planning?

To put it nicely, Ron's strategy is to save the Kingdom of Orrantia, but to put it bluntly, it is to subtly annex the Kingdom of Orrantia.

He was now telling Ron clearly: Don't think about taking it all for yourself, the Kingdom of Diam also wants a piece of the pie.

This was an offer Ron couldn't refuse.

If he refused, it would reveal his evil intentions towards the Kingdom of Orrantia.

Rather than everyone being unhappy, it is better to put aside prejudices and share the cake together.

If Ron was a smart man, he would never refuse.

"How many people can the Kingdom of Diam lend?" Ron was silent for a moment, then asked with a slightly serious expression.

Seeing Ron compromise, Vasily was secretly pleased. He replied, "Twenty thousand."

There was another moment of silence, and then Ron said, "It's too little. Let me lend you 50,000."

Vasily was stunned when he heard this.

He offered 20,000 because he was afraid that bringing too many people would make Ron feel threatened.

Unexpectedly, Ron actually took the initiative to suggest that he bring more people. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart - no matter how smart Ron seemed now, he was still the useless second prince of the Rah Kingdom in the final analysis.

"Okay." Vasily agreed.

He had no reason to refuse such a good thing.

"How long will it take to arrive?"

"Before noon tomorrow."

Ron nodded slightly.

"Then I won't bother His Majesty Ron."

Having achieved his goal, Vasily said goodbye.

As they left the manor, the man in golden armor behind Vasily said, "Your Highness, we are sworn enemies of the Rah Kingdom. Did that guy agree to this too easily? I'm worried there might be some trickery going on."

Vasily didn't take it seriously: "You think too highly of him. Perhaps he still doesn't know how his father and brother died. There's nothing to be afraid of a loser."

The second recommendation is here, brothers, please give me more recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. It would be even better if you can give me rewards. I am about to receive over 10,000. Let’s strive for the third recommendation. Go for it!

Chapter 59: Keltiia Falls into Self-doubt

After Vasily left, Ron asked the servants to prepare two carriages and took Celtia and the Doug brothers to Komoni.

"Are you so confident in him leading the troops into Kassel?"

In the carriage, Keltija, who was riding in the same carriage with Ron, asked.

"What's there to worry about with the people Lady Celestia brought back?" Ron responded with a smile.