Lords go left, Emperors go right

After thinking for a moment, Osta arranged for someone to inform his next-door neighbors, and told the Sixth Prince Osdu and the Fifth Prince Osla, for the sake of their brotherhood. As for whether those two younger brothers would listen to the Third Prince, that was none of Osta's business. He had already done his utmost.

Investigating the infected area requires joint action. Although Osta's territory is capable of completing the investigation alone, he wants to organize an alliance to investigate together. If something goes wrong, at least there will be a few people who can take the blame together. Osla and Osdu can't be counted on. These two brothers show that they will not stab them in the back, which is the greatest support.

"Your Highness Aosta, please forgive me for being rude. I don't believe in unprovoked and unpaid kindness. If you are willing to help me, there must be a reason! Please give me a clear answer, why do you want to help me?"

"Princess Phoenix, this topic is a bit...well, let's talk about it when we find a suitable opportunity!"

"Your Highness Aosta, I am an adult now, you don't have to be shy, wait..."

Osta reached out and gently covered Phoenix's mouth. It was not known before that this princess of the empire had such an unexpectedly open and bold personality. However, some topics were better left for later. After relaxing, Phoenix was finally willing to speak and taste the food. She had previously thought of starving herself to death, and it was easier to deal with it after she dispelled her concerns.

Osta looked at the baby in his arms, with that soft and cute posture, it was hard to imagine that this seemingly weak princess was very strong in combat. Just like the sisters Ilias and Iliaf before, a gentleman prince planned to keep Phoenix as well. Anyway, Osta was already a "habitual offender" and had a lot of princesses from various countries in his private collection, secretly keeping his mistresses in a golden house.

Chapter 40: New Layout before the Trip to Alcatraz

Regarding the outbreak of mutant infection in the neighboring territory, Osta's two plastic brothers, the fifth prince Osla and the sixth prince Os of the Obelisk Empire, did not care. It was no wonder that they were careless. When the plague broke out in the neighboring Fitzgerald territory, the news spread quickly.

There was no news at all this time, so they naturally didn't believe it. Osta also believed it a little after meeting the person involved. Osdu and Osla found it hard to believe that there would be consecutive outbreaks of plague in such a short period of time. They all thought that Osta deliberately spread false news and created a smokescreen to scare people. It was not long since the last major outbreak of plague in Fitzgerald Territory. The news of this infection needed to be carefully confirmed before it could be announced, otherwise it would easily cause panic in this generation of regions.

Osla and Oss both considered this, and neither of them wanted to take the lead, fearing that they would be blamed later. Osta roughly guessed the real thoughts of the two brothers. If they were unwilling to take responsibility, Osta would not force them. Anyway, he had fulfilled his obligation to inform them, which was considered to be the utmost kindness. If there were any abnormalities in the future, a certain gentleman prince would not care. He could protect his territory and the Bloomfield area from infiltration and invasion by the infected, which would be considered to have achieved the basic strategic goal.

Osta made a special trip to check the latest regional map. The location of the outbreak of this mutation is located in an area called Scandiar. The geographical environment of this Scandiar area is quite special. It is a special continental island.

From the map, it is located at a protruding position on the west coast of the Central Continent, separated from the Central Continent by a strait (refer to Hainan Island in the Celestial Empire). Because of its large area, it seems a bit of a stretch to consider it as part of the Central Continent. According to the distribution of regional forces, the Scandiar region is currently divided among three forces as overseas colonies, two of which are from the nine empires of the Western Continent of the human race, one is the Solon Phoenix Empire, and the other is the Ignasda Empire.

The remaining area is an autonomous region composed of members of the primitive tribe clan of Scandiar, the Stockholmers. The Stockholmers are a primitive tribe with strong folk customs and a martial spirit. As the strongest local force in the Scandiar region, they performed brilliantly when the long-range armies of the human race's Western Continental empires attacked the Central Continent.

The people of Stockholm relied on their strong fighting power, tenacious will, and unyielding will to fight, and they withstood the attack of the combined forces of the Solenphinis Empire and the Ignatha Empire. In the end, the Solenphinis Empire and the Ignatha Empire could not bear the huge consumption and had to compromise. They negotiated with the Stockholms and the two sides signed a partition treaty, dividing the Scandiar region into three parts.

I just don't know if the people of Stockholm can hold up the last line of defense after the mutation outbreak. This primitive tribe is more concerned about its reputation. Even if it is in trouble, it will not choose to ask for help from the outside world or apply for rescue. It would rather take on all the crises on its own.

"Ilias, Iliaf, have you been comfortable these days? If there is anything you are not satisfied with, feel free to give me your suggestions and I will arrange for changes."

"Your Highness Aosta, you are too polite. This place is great, but... can you please let us wear..."

"Iliafu, let's wait until the quarantine is over. After we confirm that there is no infection, we can make specific arrangements. Now it's good! It's convenient for observation."

"Sister, it's okay. His Highness Osta is a good man and will not do anything bad to us."

"Your Highness Aosta, you don't intend to permanently..."

"Iliaf, don't think too much. You two can just consider your stay here as a vacation."

The third princess of the Ignatsta Empire, Iliaf, and the fifth princess, Ilias, gradually adapted to the life in the mansion of a gentleman prince lord under the arrangement of Osta. Except that they were wearing too cool clothes, only thin inner armor and socks, and could not replace the extra equipment, there was nothing else.

The special maid arranged by the lord's mansion took care of her almost all day long. When I saw Osta who came to visit again, Ilias had completely thrown herself over there, throwing herself into the arms of a gentleman prince and acting coquettishly. This girl didn't realize that she was only equipped with a thin and poor posture, and throwing herself into the arms of a gentleman was too dangerous, like playing with fire, and could get burned at any time.

Iliaf blushed, and seeing her sister's carefree look, she couldn't break her sister's fantasy, so she could only reluctantly move forward and lean on a certain gentleman prince. However, Iliaf's action skills were too clumsy, after all, she had never really experienced the rite of passage, and she was still a novice in the ability to please gentlemen.

This awkwardness actually brought Aosta a different kind of enjoyment, not inferior to other ladies. However, considering that there were still important matters to be dealt with, Aosta did not act rashly, and was not in a hurry to touch the soft jade on both sides, but took out the prepared contract.

This detailed contract was an application for political asylum. Because of a certain gentleman prince, it was later nicknamed "a contract of selling one's body" by many princesses from various empires. According to the requirements of the contract, in order to protect the safety of the applicant, after signing the contract, the protector must take full control of the protected party.

In fact, this application was a rewrite of the slavery contract by a gentleman lord who had modified the master-servant contract commonly used in the southern continent of the human race. The sense of déjà vu was very strong. Iliaf looked at the contract in front of her with a blushing face. She felt helpless about the shamelessness of a gentleman prince and the various overbearing clauses in the contract.

"Your Highness Aosta, can some of the terms of this contract be changed..."

"What's wrong, Iliaf? Do you think there's something wrong with the terms? There's nothing wrong with the above. If you don't believe me, just look at it."

"This this..."

"Ilias, your sister doesn't seem to be in a position to sign right now. How about you sign on her behalf and help your sister sign her name as well?"

"Okay, Your Highness Aosta, where is the signature? I've signed it."

"Your Highness Aosta, she is still a child. I will sign this contract."

Osta had been prepared, and took out several other political asylum applications that were exactly the same as this one, except that the signatures on them were from princesses of island empires such as Granelle and Carlovlan. Although Iliaf had never seen the princesses of these maritime countries, she had heard of their names, and it was unlikely that anyone would impersonate them.

Iliaf looked at the beautiful handwriting on the contract, and she was stunned for a moment, speechless. Iliaf shuddered, and felt that the gentleman prince in front of her with a sunny smile was too dangerous. Although she had not met those princesses yet, she had reason to suspect that other princesses of the empire were also influenced by some special circumstances and finally had to sign this special contract with Osta.

Iliaf had no chance to resist. With the connivance and encouragement of a certain gentleman prince, her sister Ilias came over, held her sister's hand, and came to the contract. If she didn't sign, she would put her fingerprint on it. Ilias looked at her sister Iliaf with an expectant look. She thought about things in a simple way. During the time she stayed with Osta, she felt an inexplicable sense of security and didn't think too much about Germany.

"Your Highness Aosta, I am not talented enough, please give me more guidance in the future. My sister is still young, can we wait until she grows up before doing that kind of thing..."

"Iliafu, don't be so nervous. I know what's going on. Just stay here and wait for my good news."

Finally, Iliaf voluntarily signed the political asylum application form. After signing the contract, she spoke softly, a speech similar to surrender. Osta stopped when he saw that he had gained the upper hand. After getting the signature, he gently kissed the two darlings on their smooth faces, then left the room and told the special maid arranged by the lord's mansion to continue to take good care of the princess sisters.

Osta took the contract and went to the next room to visit the princess of the Solon Phoenix Empire, Phoenix. This princess of the empire, with silver twin ponytails and golden eyes, was surprisingly open-minded. She was much bolder than the sisters Iliaf and Ilias. If Osta hadn't secretly checked beforehand, he would have been a little bit unconvinced that this princess was still in perfect condition.

Phoenix glanced at the political asylum application form and signed it without hesitation, which made Osta a little confused. Phoenix blushed slightly and did not look shy. If it weren't for the sudden outbreak of the mutation incident, the gentleman prince would never have had such a good opportunity to attack this princess known as the "Sword Princess".

After signing the contract, Princess Phoenix obediently knelt on the big bed, with her hands behind her back, accepting the feeding from a gentleman prince. This princess was very experienced, and if he hadn't checked to make sure she was still in her original posture, Osta would have almost thought that Phoenix had actual combat experience, and her charming demeanor was extremely attractive.

A certain gentleman prince was so thirsty that he almost wanted to replace the milk bottle with his fingers. Phoenix's pretty face showed a charming smile. This lady didn't seem to mind what the gentleman fed her, even if there were some strange extras in it. The princess didn't mind.

"Phoenix, don't you have any questions about the contract?"

"Your Highness Osta, a contract is just a formality. Signing it or not will not affect your decision. I just chose the best option."

"Phoenix, you're making me reluctant to let you go!"

"Your Highness Aosta, if you like, I...I have no objection."

"Phoenix, are you serious?"

"Of course I am serious, Your Highness Aosta. I never lie."

Princess Phoenix's political performance and political and diplomatic abilities are obviously stronger than those of the previous sisters Iliaf and Ilias, and she is aware of her current situation. The source of this infection and mutation is her territory.

After the infection and mutation incident was over, Phoenix was worried that she would be held accountable, so she had to find a way out in advance, and fleeing overseas was also a good choice. Therefore, Princess Phoenix did not object to the olive branch that Osta took the initiative to throw over, even though she knew that the other party had bad intentions and was not pure in purpose, but was greedy for her body, the lady did not mind these.

The source of infection in Princess Phoenix has not been eliminated yet, so Osta is not in a position to reach out and hug her. If it were someone else, and she posed in such a seductive elf-like manner, Osta, as a gentleman, would definitely not be polite. He would hug her in his arms and execute her on the spot, which would be his first choice.

Osta even suspected that Phoenix was deliberately teasing him, relying on the fact that she had the source of infection. She was sure that no matter how much she played with fire, she would not burn herself. A certain gentleman prince did not dare to take the risk of being infected by the mutation and overthrowing the little goblin.

Osta could only reach out and pinch the tip of Princess Phoenix's nose, which was just a small punishment for this little goblin. When the danger of the infection source is eliminated, it will not be too late to settle the score. Osta took the latest map of the nearby area from Chris beside him, spread it out in front of Princess Phoenix, and asked her about some military matters.

Phoenix didn't hide anything at this point, and answered Osta's questions honestly. Even some special questions Osta asked about her privacy, Phoenix answered them readily, not minding revealing her privacy to the gentleman prince.

"I don't know whether the people of Stockholm have been infected, but I hope that the barbarian has also been infected. Your Highness Osta, you don't know that the people of Stockholm are warlike by nature."

"Your Highness Osta, our Solon Phoenix Empire and Ignatsta Empire failed to conquer this barbarian tribe. Their tribe had wanted to expand its sphere of influence to the Central Continent before."

"Phoenix, you seem to have some prejudice against Stockholm people?"

"Your Highness Osta, you don't know the details. How about this, can you wipe out the Stockholm people while you're dealing with the mutant infection? Please."

“This condition seems a bit...”

"Your Highness Aosta, if you are willing to help, I will be loyal to you after the success. Of course, the same applies to my territory."

Princess Phoenix threw a "big cake" to Osta, and Osta hesitated. If he really accepted Phoenix's loyalty, it would be fine as long as the princess said so. If he took away the territory, it would be a big problem and would cause a serious diplomatic dispute between the Obelisk Empire and the Solon Phoenix Empire.

This kind of thing requires a certain degree of control. Osta was not sure about it either, so he could only nod to indicate that he understood. He was very cautious and did not speak out, and did not make any clear promises for the time being. This was the answer Phoenix wanted. After seeing that her goal was achieved, she did not pester him anymore, but stayed there obediently, waiting for the next arrangement of a certain gentleman prince.

According to the information provided by Princess Phoenix, the primitive tribe of Stockholmers is too barbaric, and their style is a bit like cannibalism. Their ancestors are not the natives of the Central Continent, but the descendants of the original tribe members, who are barbarians from the overseas continent.

When the barbarians conquered Scandiar, the Stockholmers enslaved the island's native inhabitants and then launched a massacre, completely wiping out the original primitive tribes on the island, a typical example of a cuckoo taking over the magpie's nest.

Before the Solon Phoenix Empire and the Ignatsta Empire entered the Scandiar region, the primitive tribal power of the Stockholmers had already been notorious. They intercepted ships passing by the sea around the Scandiar region, but no one was seen on merchant ships or cargo ships. It was unknown whether they had been eaten by the enemy, and their whereabouts are still unknown.

Princess Phoenix had the intention to kill, and wanted to use external forces to achieve this goal. With the current situation of her territory being difficult to protect, it was impossible to achieve this goal. Even if it was a betrayal of the empire, she would accept it. After Osta had a cordial conversation with Princess Phoenix, he returned to his study. There was no need to rush to deal with the mutant infection in the Scandiar area.

According to the regional distribution of forces on the latest map, the autonomous region established by the Stockholm people is located near the strait area between the Scandiar region and the Central Continent, which indirectly helps the Central Continent block the infected on the road. With this natural barrier, Osta can wait a little longer to deal with it. Let the Stockholm people and the infected consume each other for a while, and fight poison with poison. It will not be too late to take action after both sides are defeated.

What we need to be vigilant about now are ships like the "Rum". Such infected ships, which are like time bombs, whether they are merchant ships or cargo ships, once they enter the port and hit the dock, the consequences will be quite serious if they are not discovered in time.

Neither the Solon Phoenix Empire nor the Ignatsta Empire realized the seriousness of the problem. They probably thought that the mysterious loss of contact with the overseas colonies was due to a fierce conflict between the primitive tribal forces of the Stockholm people, their neighbors around the territory.

"Lord Osta, the port has stepped up its security. Beas and Lianna have received the notice. They will strengthen maritime patrols and alerts recently. If they see any suspicious ships, they will notify you immediately."

"Chris, please help me contact Bei Ya Si and Lianna. If you find a suspicious ship, they can decide whether to fire or not based on their own judgment on the scene."

"After sinking the suspicious ship, you can report the result to me. Remember to only fly the pirate flag. Even if something unexpected happens, it will not involve our territory."

"Understood, Lord Osta, I will arrange it right away."

"Lord Osta, the coffee is ready, please enjoy it."

"Sophia, just leave the coffee there."

After Osta explained some things, the gentleman prince designated a detailed battle plan. When he left the territory and headed for Devil's Island, he would arrange for someone to disguise himself as him and head in another direction to lure the Sarahanim to take the opportunity to attack.

At that time, we can take the opportunity to teach the separatist forces in the Bloomfield area, the Sarahanim people, a good lesson. The specific strategic deployment of the ambush war, the territory military adviser, the beautiful brigadier general of the Obelisk Empire, Miss Meilan and others have already formulated a detailed combat plan, and Osta only needs to approve it in the end.

After the gentleman prince finished reviewing the action plan, Osta took the delicious coffee presented by Sophia and began to relax for a short time. Looking at the pile of thick documents and reports to be processed on the table, Osta felt a headache and his head was about to explode.

Osta had never been a big leader before he crossed over, and now he knows that being a lord is not easy. He needs to deal with all kinds of things. He is not like those leaders who have a second-in-command, deputy or office secretary to handle things. His previous overseas trip also squeezed a lot of documents to be processed. It seems that he needs to recruit a tool person to help handle government affairs.

Other sons of the Obelisk Empire have long cultivated a large number of counselors and strategists around them, and they are not short of tools to help them handle political affairs. The development of Osta is a bit biased. There are no counselors and strategists around them, and it is difficult to find a suitable political official. Instead, there are a large number of beautiful women with terrifying combat power, comparable to a humanoid self-propelled nuclear weapons arsenal.

War is not a problem, but it is a big problem in the period of peaceful development. Osta was worried that the political officials sent directly from the Obelisk Empire would have impure motives and be people from other political factions in the empire, who were specially planted undercover by his side. After Osta roughly processed some documents, he went to relax a little. In the lounge compartment of the study, there were beauties who served a gentleman prince.

Waiting in the lounge were the survivors of the action team sent by Sky Eagle, two beast whisperers and two assassins. These beauties blushed as they looked at the gentleman prince who entered the room, their beautiful eyes full of obsession. They were arranged to warm the bed for three days, and the high-intensity intimate interaction had completely forgotten what happened before. Osta not only pardoned the crimes of these little cuties, but also promised to take them in permanently, providing a guarantee for their future.

"Master, you are here, we are ready."

"Stella, your skills have improved rapidly, and my guidance over the past few days is worth it."

"Master, that's all thanks to your cultivation and teaching. We didn't know so many tricks before."

"Sharon, you have such a sweet mouth. Look, I'll give you a reward later."

"Thank you for your kindness, Master. I will serve you wholeheartedly."

"Master, we have no other..."

"Ruby, Lida, you are already my people. You two don't have to be responsible for the assassination. There are more important things than that."

Osta entered the lounge with ease and lay down on the big bed in the bedroom, lying on his back. The two phantoms lying on the left and right were assassins Ruby and Lida. Ruby had orange hair that only reached the length of her shoulders. She had a ponytail on the side. On the ponytail tilted to the left, she wore an orange headdress. It was vaguely seen that she seemed to have some alopecia on her head. A pair of beautiful orange eyes, the hair color and eye color were consistent. She had a peak of D size or above, with obvious ravines. When they first met, the only pure white triangular inner armor on her body was gone.

Lida has silver-white hair with a few hairs on it, a refined short hairstyle, a pair of light golden eyes, the hair color is inconsistent with the eye color, which makes her look more distinctive. The highest peak in front of her is of a higher altitude, and her size is even heavier, far exceeding her companions, at least size E and above, with deep ravines. When they first met, the pure black triangular inner armor and lace hollow design cloth she was equipped with were also taken away by a gentleman prince. The expression on that heroic face at this time is full of charm and blushing, completely different from the previous coldness.

Ruby and Lida could no longer be assassins. After being completely possessed by a certain gentleman prince, Osta would not send them to perform any dangerous missions. If they were caught, it would be like asking for a cuckold. Thinking of this, Osta's hands explored down from both sides of the soft jade's slender waist, and pinched the area behind her a few times, which was a small punishment. Ruby and Lida made a shy sound and begged for mercy immediately. Although the killers had patience during training, they could not withstand the offensive of the opponent after being aroused.

In Osta's arms was the beast speaker Sharon. Sharon was petite, not as tall as her other companions. She had silver-white hair and a neat short hairstyle that reached her shoulders without touching them. She wore a black ring-shaped hairpin on her head and a pair of emerald green eyes. Her cute and watery face was a bit childish, which made people have bad thoughts and couldn't help but have all kinds of fantasies, wondering if she was an adult.

The peak size of Sharon is only B, and the ravine is not obvious, which is better than the situation of a flat plain. One hand can completely control one side. From another angle, this feeling of holding it in one hand is not bad, which is a major feature.

Sharon originally only had one piece of equipment left, a light blue triangle inner armor on her lower body. The thin inner armor was designed in a very conservative style, without any lace decoration or bold design, not even socks. This troublesome equipment had long been taken away by Osta. Now, this little cutie stayed in the arms of the gentleman prince, like a pet, allowing him to play and enjoy it at will.

Stella has fiery red hair and a long double ponytail hairstyle. On both sides of the ponytails, there is a pair of light orange hair accessories and a pair of fiery red eyes. She has two pieces of personal equipment. The thin snow-white triangular inner armor on the lower body is designed with lace on the belt. The style is moderate, maintaining a balance between openness and conservatism. Further down is a pair of pure black silk stockings, which are over the knee length and use an opaque dark color to retain the absolute territory on the snow-white legs.

The attention of a certain gentleman prince was all on the highest peak in front of him. The altitude of about E, with obvious ravines, could hardly fail to attract Osta's extra attention. Stella was currently at the top, with her snow-white legs crossed, sitting cross-legged as a pillow for a certain gentleman prince. Lying on her legs was much more comfortable than other pillows. The inner armor and socks that were in the way had been taken away long ago. In today's intimate interaction, those people were completely in the most primitive and natural posture, being frank with each other and not keeping any secrets.

Osta lowered his head and gently kissed the baby in his arms, feeling an extra sense of conquest. Every inch of the skin of these snow-white phantoms was occupied by the gentleman prince, and they obeyed Osta's orders. These people had already defected from the Sky Eagle Organization, and in the future they could only rely on the gentleman prince. It was also an inevitable choice to please the new master wholeheartedly.

"Well, I will be leaving the territory for a while soon. You guys can work in the mansion. I still have some family business here, so it won't be a problem to raise a few more little cuties for a lifetime."

"Master, you...you are so kind to us."

"Of course, I'm not just playing around. I will be responsible from now on."

"Lord Osta, you have your... If it's inconvenient, I will help you refuse."

"Yulia, who can give me...Brother Auster? Give me the magic cylinder. I am free now."

At this time, Yulia walked into the bedroom attached to the study and handed a shining magic tube to Osta. Someone was using the magic tube to contact this gentleman prince. Osta took the magic tube, and before he opened his mouth to ask who the other party was, the voice of Prince Oster came from the magic tube.

The second prince of the Obelix Empire spoke in a very cold tone, which was very obvious and difficult for others to imitate. Prince Oster followed Emperor Augustus VIII to the battlefield and fought for many years. His outstanding military talent was recognized by his father. Emperor Augustus VIII praised him highly and said that his second son Oster was his right-hand man on the battlefield.

Emperor Augustus VIII was still partial to the future succession to the throne. According to tradition, he determined that the candidate for the crown prince was the eldest prince Oster. The second prince Oster had the support of the imperial military. This decision was inappropriate. The crisis had been buried long ago and was waiting for a sudden outbreak one day. Hearing the voice of his second brother, Oster's expression was a little cautious. He used gestures and eyes to signal the pretty ladies around him to keep silent for the time being.

"Third brother, do you have any extra food in your territory?"

"Brother, I have some potatoes here. They are the kind of bad-tasting potatoes that the poor people usually use."

"It's all right, Third Brother, lend me a batch..."

"What? Borrow food! My brother, I don't have enough ships or carriages. It's not convenient to borrow food. Why don't you apply to the empire..."

"Third brother, you know our father's temper. Overseas food and grass supplies are prioritized to supply eldest brother. I can't get a single grain of rice here."

"The army has been expanded this time, and I am preparing to launch a new offensive. When the war is over, the newly conquered territories will be your share. What do you think? We are brothers, and I will not treat you unfairly."

"Brother, I will think about it and make some arrangements. Please wait, I will give you an answer later."

"Okay, Third Brother, whether this plan can succeed depends on you. After it is accomplished, you will definitely get some benefits. Just like I gave my Fifth Brother (Osla), I can arrange for you to be a talent in the Imperial Army and serve as a military advisor to the territory."

"Brother, I understand. I will give you a clear reply soon."

Aosta and Oster were separated by a magic cylinder, and the two sides used tricks on each other for a while before hanging up. Before, the second prince was still on guard against Aosta, supporting the development of the power of the fifth prince Osla next door, trying to curb the development of Aosta's territory.

Now, Oster is asking Aosta for food and grass again. The attitude changes too quickly, and Aosta is a little confused. However, there are only eternal interests, no eternal friends, and no eternal brothers. Oster's territory is not adjacent to Aosta at present, and there is a long distance between them. There is still the possibility of cooperation between the two sides.