Lords go left, Emperors go right

"Mr. Anthony, Mr. Coombs, we, the workers, don't know the affairs of your two countries, so we will not get involved."

"You are all people of status. I think it is better to make some things clear in advance to avoid unnecessary conflicts and misunderstandings in the future, which will be difficult to deal with. Mr. Osta, what do you think?"

"You are right, it makes sense, but I don't know what to call this friend?"

"Hardeman, an ordinary worker. A busy man of your status, such as Lord Osta, doesn't need to remember our names."

"Captain Hardman, you are so polite. Well, how do you think the cake should be divided?"

The third party representative, Hardman, the head of the Halifax Corps, finally spoke at this time. This war mercenary group has a total of 30,000 people, and is a mercenary group that originated from the southern continent of the human race. As mercenaries, they are well-equipped, and the level of weapons and armor is comparable to that of many regular armies of the empire.

As the head of the regiment, Hardman, like his followers, was equipped with a heavy silver-grey armor, the style of a standard heavy infantry. Hardman wore a heavy helmet, and under the cover of the helmet, his true face was almost invisible, and only some of his voice could be heard.

Hardman is 173cm tall, the same height as Osta, although there aren't many people around. However, Osta feels that this leader should be a young man, but the tone of his voice is a bit weird, obviously not a simple character, most likely a "yin-yang man", the type who is good at fanning the flames.

When Anthony and Combs almost came to blows, Hardman was watching from the side. It was not until the blonde beauty spoke up and intervened to settle the dispute that the captain took his time to express his opinion. Osta guessed that this guy was a guy who liked to take advantage of others, a senior "yin-yang master", and might be more difficult to deal with than Combs and Anthony.

Hardman's word for dividing the cake was not really a cake. What was to be divided was actually the Bridges region. They secretly divided up the land and defined their respective spheres of influence in advance. On the table he pointed, there was a large cake, and underneath the cake was a map of the Bridges region, which was used as a tablecloth.

Osta soon understood what Hardman was hinting at, followed by Kuruk and Anthony. The four gentlemen smiled at each other and colluded with each other to discuss the division of the cake.

Seeing that Count Randy was still smiling cheerfully, many of the other guests from other territories at the scene secretly shook their heads. It seemed that the dandy lord was doomed to fail because he didn't even know that his own territory was being divided up by other powers.

Although the Bridges region has been severely affected by natural disasters and man-made disasters, there is no wealth left to plunder. The wealth of the people in the territory has almost been plundered by the lord, Earl Randy, and it has also been affected by the locust plague. However, this territory still has strategic value, and as a buffer zone, it has value.

Discussing the division of spoils with other foreign forces and other invaders seemed ungentlemanly. However, Osta finally decided to participate in the division plan. He needed to deal with the integration of various local forces in his own territory, the Bloomfield area, and could not come to deal with the chaos and locust plague in the neighboring Bridges area in a short time.

The Bridges region continued to maintain a state of war, which was in line with the interests of Aosta and could serve as a strategic buffer zone. This gentleman prince secretly provided military assistance to the rebels and had no intention of openly intervening in the region for the time being. Near the northwest border, the Blister region managed by Randall was maintaining order, so there was basically no need to worry about the possibility of a wave of refugees pouring into the Blomfield region through this direction.

"I don't care how you divide it. I need this small area as a buffer zone. There are too many refugees here. If they attack my territory, I will have a hard time explaining to the Empire if I don't send troops."

"Okay, Mr. Osta, that's totally fine. We have no objection. You will be in charge of that area. Combs, I will take care of this large area..."

"You are too greedy, old man. This place is more than I want. It should be divided according to the number of soldiers under your command."

"Stop it, brat. Your cavalry force of more than 60,000, including the logistics, cannot be regarded as the real data."

"Old man, why don't you count the logistics soldiers? If you don't agree, you can count your logistics soldiers as well. In the end, I still have more people on my side."

"Please be patient, both of you. If you have discussed it well, then make a decision! Anyway, I want this place, which is a little bigger than the one in Lord Aosta's."

Osta selected a small area, the Bridges region, near the northwest border of his territory, as a strategic buffer zone. He could then set up an isolation zone there to prevent subsequent locust plagues and other insect plagues from invading his territory.

After choosing the place, Aosta took a small piece of cake and left. He no longer paid attention to the quarrel between Coombs and Anthony. The interests between them had nothing to do with Aosta. From the beginning, the gentleman prince did not really want to participate in this dirty political deal, but just followed the development and changes of the situation.

At this time, Count Randy was busy chatting with other guests, boasting about the great developments he had made in the Bridges area since he succeeded to the position of lord. The guests smiled on the surface, acting well, and cooperating with Count Randy's performance, responding to him or raising their glasses to toast, which seemed to be the case.

Count Randy is just living off his old wealth. During the reign of the previous lord Lanster, he implemented a grain reserve plan and built many granaries in the city of Bragni to store a lot of grain. Count Randy can now spend lavishly and continue to live a carefree life, largely because of this grain reserve. As long as the control of the capital of the territory, the city of Bragni, remains in his hands, Count Randy does not care about other foreign forces dividing their spheres of influence on his territory. The original intention of the old Count Lanster to build granaries and store grain was to use it for disaster relief in the event of famine. Unfortunately, his son and successor Randy completely deviated from the original intention.

Osta didn't say hello to Randy, and took Chris and the other three to wander around the sky pavilion. The gentleman prince tried to find some clues to see if he could determine who was behind the secret control of the locusts. The locusts were spreading selectively in the Bridges area. From the current point of view, the city of Bragni has not been invaded by locusts, which is very suspicious.

The sky-high pavilion was very large, but after walking around for several times, Osta and his companions did not find anything suspicious. Except for the lord, Count Randy, the other family members were not in the sky-high pavilion. Osta did not know until a short time later that the real lord's mansion was not this sky-high pavilion at all. The lord's mansion of Randy was somewhere else, and this sky-high pavilion was newly built for show. Count Randy intended to use it to show off his wealth to the neighbors around him.

Count Randy's rule will continue for the time being. It's just that the territory has become semi-colonial, divided into four parts by four foreign forces, and only the central territory is retained. Under the current circumstances, each force needs a legal agent to guarantee the privileges they have obtained. If Randy is replaced, it will be morally untenable.

Osta was not too clear about what the other three external forces were planning. Anyway, he was planning to establish a strategic buffer zone to ensure the safety of his own territory, the northwest border of the Bloomfield region. If he wanted to stabilize this isolated zone, relying only on Randall's Blister District would inevitably lead to omissions.

At that time, the rebels who received military support from Aosta would also establish a new base near this place, continue to resist the brutal rule of Lord Randy, and assist the gentleman prince in guarding the safety of the northwest border. One of the leaders of the rebels, the beautiful swordsman Rosa, was basically a person of Aosta, and she would not mind or object to these arrangements.

"Prince Osta, I have a plan, I wonder if you are interested!"

"Ma'am, you... may I ask who you are... we don't seem to know each other before."

"Prince Osta, I have no ill intentions. The adults around you don't have to be too alert. I...I won't do anything rash."

"You'd better stay away from Lord Osta. He doesn't like bugs."

"I will keep my distance. You don't have to be so scary! Besides, my strength is not enough in front of you."

"Lord Osta, this person is not a human."

Osta couldn't find any clues, and was about to return to the banquet hall to see if Coombs and Anthony had finished their discussion, when he unexpectedly found the suspected mastermind. Somewhere in the castle in the sky, in a remote garden, a beautiful woman who fell from the sky suddenly blocked Osta's way.

Osta didn't need Chris to remind her, she could tell that this beauty was not human, her external features were too obvious. Although she looked like a human beauty, wearing a pink maid outfit, she had a pair of delicate insect antennae on her head, which looked like those of a butterfly or moth. On her back was a pair of butterfly-shaped wings made of emerald green energy, which were flapping slightly, emitting dots of emerald green light from time to time.

This butterfly beauty wanted to take action when Aosta entered the city of Bragoni, intending to use secret methods to control a gentleman prince. However, after several secret battles, she was horrified to find that the three of Chris and the other beautiful maids who followed the gentleman prince were not simple and their strength was unfathomable.

The butterfly beauty had no chance to get close to Osta, let alone remote control. After being frustrated many times, she had to change her strategy and come to talk to Osta in person. The butterfly beauty did not reveal her name and kept it secret for the time being. This alien beauty could control a group of insects of the same type as herself. According to her, the real origin of the insect plague was the Francis region located further northwest, in the ruins of an ancient civilization somewhere in the desert.

At the origin of the insect plague, during the prehistoric civilization period, the brave warriors who were time travelers once sealed away many terrifying insect-like creatures. After the demise of the prehistoric civilization, this horrific history was forgotten by the world, until the arrival of the new lord from the northern continent recently, the situation changed.

A certain young lord, for his own special purpose, opened the ancient ruins under the pretext of exploring the ruins and conducting archaeological activities, just like opening Pandora's box, which eventually led to the current dilemma and released many of the originally sealed terrifying insect-type beings in advance. The traversers and heroes who sealed them back then are no longer around, so this is a complete mess, and how to end it is a big problem.

Different insect groups have different controllers behind the scenes. The butterfly beauty controls the butterflies, not the locusts. Among the many revived Zerg monarchs, the monarch she belongs to ranks relatively low in strength, and urgently needs to cooperate with others to reverse her unfavorable situation.

The original plan of Butterfly Beauty was to control Osta, report to her monarch, and then move her forces to the territory of the gentleman prince, move to the Bloomfield area, and develop in hiding. First, she tried to avoid the chaos in the Bridges area. After being discovered by Osta, she had no choice but to go to his house for detailed discussions.

"Prince Osta, the previous plan was decided by me without my permission. It has nothing to do with the Queen, and she is not aware of it. I hope you will not terminate the possibility of negotiation because of this."

"Ms. Butterfly, I don't mind. However, we need to talk somewhere else. This is a public area. If someone sees us, I won't be able to explain it to them."

"Prince Osta, I am sorry for being rude. Please arrange the location of the meeting. I have no objection."

Chapter 89: Midnight Mysterious Guest after the Talks Stalemated

Northwest of the Bloomfield area, across the border from one of its closest neighbors, the Francis area, deep in the desert, in those ancient civilization ruins, there are a large number of terrifying insect-type beings hidden. In the prehistoric civilization period, this place was one of the important battlefields for the death battles between the positive and negative factions of the traversers. The brutality of the death battles was no less than that of the mechanical battlefield.

Osta accidentally learned a lot of real information about the Francis region from a butterfly beauty. As the origin of the insect plague, the Francis region was not affected by the locust plague, and the disaster spread to the surrounding neighbors. The lord of that place reached a certain contract with one of the leaders of the insect tribe, and there was some kind of secret transaction between the two parties.

The Bridges region was one of the first victims. The two factions of travelers who confronted each other were both masters of using insects. Their cheating skills overlapped, which led to the death fight in the Francis region that year turning into a Zerg civil war. The various Zerg armies fought each other, and the battle was difficult to distinguish for a while. At the last moment, they had to use a method of mutual destruction and seal each other's opponents.

This tranquility lasted for many years, until not long ago, when a newly appointed lord, a young man from the north, opened the remains of ancient civilization that were like Pandora's box in the name of archaeological research, causing the insects that had been dormant for many years to revive one by one and begin to move.

Because they had been sealed for too long, these insects needed to absorb a lot of energy to prepare for the recovery of their respective monarchs. The locusts that first came out to cause the natural disaster were there to gain strength and revive their leaders.

The many sealed Zerg armies all have their own monarchs. According to the naming rules, monarchs without humanoid forms are generally called queens, while monarchs without humanoid forms are called emperors. The butterfly beauty who negotiated cooperation with Osta was an important subordinate of one of the Zerg monarchs.

The other party made a special trip to express the intention of their monarch to Osta, that is, they want to cooperate and find a safe habitat. There are too many revived Zerg in the Francis region, and the competition between the various Zerg legions is fierce, and the internal circulation is too serious. The Butterfly Legion belongs to a relatively mild faction, and it is too stressful to compete with other powerful troupes. Therefore, they want to find another way and move out of the Francis region.

The members of the Zerg Legion look exactly like enlarged version 1 insects, and they make up the majority. Of course, some Zerg Legion members look similar to humans, like the Butterfly Legion, which is a special case. All members are very good-looking, and all members of the Butterfly Legion are girls. Except for a pair of mini butterfly antennae on their heads, the rest of their bodies are human structures, plus the butterfly wings on their backs, so it is more accurate to call them butterfly fairies. When they are closer, Osta can smell a fragrance similar to nectar, which is one of the characteristics of the Butterfly Legion members.

The IQ of the Zerg Legion members is not much lower than that of the human race. Many of them can speak the human language, so it is relatively easy to communicate with them. There are no communication barriers or language barriers. The Butterfly Legion that sought cooperation with Osta this time was originally affiliated with the upright traversers. Influenced by this background, they were relatively friendly in their attitude towards the human race.

"Prince Osta, as long as you agree to my monarch's suggestion and provide us with a suitable habitat, we can help drive away the locust army's attacks. At the same time, we can also provide you with a lot of by-products, such as nectar."

"Dieyi, can you make nectar?"

"Prince Osta, although we are not as good as bees, our queen also went to the queen bee to learn the honey-making technology, so we are not much worse than the bee colony."

"Dieyi, are you sure that your Butterfly Army can defeat the Locust Army?"

"Prince Osta, we... of course we can't win. The subordinates of King Asbadon (Locust Monarch) are all very warlike. Even in her heyday, Queen Monica (Butterfly Monarch) could not compete with King Asbadon."

"Dieyi, how about this? I'll find someone more professional to handle things like locusts."

"Prince Osta, don't lose heart. Emperor Asbadon has not fully recovered yet. We still have a way to fight against the locust swarms under him."

Osta took the butterfly beauty back to his room for a secret talk. After all, there were many people outside. If they were discovered, it would be difficult to explain. The pair of mini butterfly tentacles on her head were too obvious. This butterfly beauty with blue hair and blue eyes, standard long straight hair, whose real name is Dieyi, is the monarch of the Butterfly Army, an important staff officer under Queen Monica, one of her confidants, and can represent the queen.

"Dieyi, our deal can continue. When the time comes, I'll hire you for other things."

"Prince Osta, if you can find the Fountain of Life, our monarch will recover more quickly."

"Dieyi, does the Fountain of Life have such magical effects?"

"Prince Osta, now the monarchs in the Francis region are basically lacking the Fountain of Life. As long as they have the power of the Fountain of Life, the abilities of many monarchs can be quickly restored and return to their peak state."

"Dieyi, the Fountain of Life, where can I find this thing? It sounds like a divine object, could it be... could it be on my territory!"

"Prince Osta, the thing is indeed in your territory, but you may not have noticed it yet."

In the Bloomfield area of ​​the Aosta territory, there really is a miracle called the Fountain of Life. According to Dieyi, the Fountain of Life is located in the territory of Aosta. The specific location coordinates are in the living area of ​​the Holy Land Wolf Guard Tribe, which is protected by the other party.

This primitive tribe, which was affiliated with the Lonosbil people, was the last one among the six tribes of Lonosbil people that had not yet recognized the ruling status of Lord Osta. They did not send anyone to participate in the previous decisive battle on the Chimera Plain. The other five primitive tribes, the Holy Ruins Elf Tribe, the Styx Extraditers Tribe, the Valkyrie Tribe, the Mysterious Realm Witch Tribe, and the Guardian Sword Tribe, had basically joined the alliance of Osta.

There are not many Zerg monarchs who know that there is a fountain of life in the Bloomfield area. Once more monarchs know about it, Osta’s territory will most likely become the next area to be invaded by Zerg.

Osta realized the seriousness of the problem. Before the Zerg launched a full-scale attack, it would be best to win over some of the monarchs who could be used by him. After all, one's own people know one's own people best. The butterfly army was the first person to be considered. The butterfly-type Zerg were not completely war machines. In peacetime, they had other functions, similar to ordinary butterflies, helping to spread pollen and brew nectar.

Compared with ordinary butterflies, the butterfly army can help pollinate more dangerous flowers. If they are paired with prehistoric flowers and plants of equal status, then a lot of money can be made just from exporting flowers.

The gentleman prince Osta was quite straightforward and saw the business opportunity. Therefore, he decided to try to make a deal with the monarch of the Butterfly Corps, Queen Monica. The Butterfly Corps belonged to the camp of the decent time travelers. In addition, the members of the Corps all looked like butterfly-shaped monster girls, which was very appealing to a certain gentleman prince and in line with his aesthetics. Therefore, the cooperation agreement between the two parties was quickly reached.

The other Zerg legions that are allies of the Butterfly Legion will soon follow after seeing the Butterfly Legion gain benefits. Osta's decision is secretly intended to "kill two birds with one stone". It is indeed a big challenge to adapt these war machines of the time into the field of civilian production.

The Zerg Legion, which is a villain time traveler, is not easy to adapt. The parasite eggs infected in the refugees in the Bridges area are all the means of transmission created by these Zerg Legions. After the Butterfly Legion becomes a partner, they will help with reconnaissance, and to the greatest extent possible, prevent potential infected people carrying parasite eggs from passing through the northwest border and entering the Bloomfield area of ​​the Aosta territory, thus preventing the spread of infection from the root.

Osta and Dieyi quickly exchanged some necessary cooperation content and roughly determined the specific cooperation policy and direction in the future. The requirements of the Butterfly Army were all within the acceptable range. They just wanted a safe habitat and did not like war. After all, their own combat effectiveness was not very strong. Among the Zerg Army, they ranked low in the combat effectiveness rankings. Not fighting was the best choice.

"Dieyi, please go back and tell your queen that I will help you plan the migration site."

"Prince Aosta, I will convey your intention to the Queen."

"Dieyi, as for the matter of the Fountain of Life, I will find a chance to have a good talk with that tribe about the issue of borrowing it, and strive for the understanding and support of the Holy Land Wolf Guard Tribe."

"Prince Osta, then we have a deal. By the way, there are lords here, and in the mansion of Count Randy, there are men of Emperor Asbadon hiding, so please be careful."

"Dieyi, do you mean that guy cooperated with the Locust Army?"

"Prince Osta, we are not sure about this either. It may be that his subordinates acted secretly, and Count Randy himself may not know about it. By the way, the Locust Army has a lot of advance reconnaissance troops who have already visited your territory. Whether they will invade on a large scale is hard to say at the moment."

"Dieyi, I will pay attention. Just wait for my good news. How can I contact you then..."

"Prince Osta, I'll leave this thing to you. If you have it, you can contact us at any time."

"Dieyi, isn't this a decoration for ladies?"

"Prince Osta, you can use it as a jewelry! Besides, you should have no shortage of beautiful girls around you, just give it to them for safekeeping."

After the secret talk, Osta and Dieyi said goodbye temporarily. Before leaving, Dieyi handed Osta a special communication prop, which was a beautifully shaped butterfly hairpin that could be used as a decoration. The butterfly seemed to be a real living creature, lifelike, far more than ordinary decorations.

Osta could consider giving it to other female companions around him. After handing over the things, Dieyi left the window of the room, opened the window, and quickly flew into the air and disappeared. After a burst of light, Dieyi turned into a blue butterfly and flew away. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that this blue butterfly was actually transformed by a monster girl.

After Dieyi left, Osta walked into the bedroom. Bena and Shirley had already woken up. They looked at the gentleman prince with gentle expressions, and completely regarded him as their master. They heard the conversation between the gentleman prince and Dieyi just now. Of course, there was no possibility of leakage. This pair of white babies were already Osta's people. They had completely given their bodies and minds to him, and the probability of betrayal was basically zero.

"Your Highness Aosta, we...we didn't hear anything."

"Your Highness Aosta, we just woke up."

"Bena, Shirley, you don't have to explain so nervously. You are all my people, and I will not kill you."

Osta comforted the two little cuties for a while, and then he led people back to the reception hall of the castle in the sky. At this time, the three foreign forces still failed to reach a preliminary agreement. The differences between the two sides were too great. The main reason was that the Kurusmantes and the Angolans could not reach an agreement. The two nomadic peoples quarreled over who would get the lion's share. There were conflicts in the past. This invasion of the Bridges area was only a temporary alliance. The short-term superficial cooperative relationship was easily broken, and there was a possibility of an open quarrel at any time.

After Aosta made it clear that he was not very interested in the Bridges region and only wanted a small area as a strategic buffer zone and a quarantine zone to block refugees, the Kurusmantes and the Angolans no longer had to worry about the possibility of a large-scale intervention by the Obelisk Empire. Without this potential external enemy pressure, the two sides stopped acting and tended to take action and resolve the issue by force.

Osta watched the show silently and did not intervene. The Halifax War Mercenaries could not say much either. They were not at the same level as the other three foreign forces. The latter were countries, while the former were just war mercenaries. There was no basis for equal dialogue. When faced with such a situation, they had no choice but to remain silent. The first day's celebration banquet failed to reach a conclusion, and both sides left unhappily.

This is not a big problem. According to the original plan, the celebration banquet of Count Randy will be held for at least three consecutive days, with no upper limit on the time. If these foreign intervention forces fail to reach an agreement on the first day, they can continue to negotiate in the next few days. There is no need to rush to get a result on the first day until the negotiation is successful. Thinking of this, Osta continued to watch from the sidelines, like a bystander who had nothing to do with it.

The commanders of the Kurusmantes and the Angolans, the representatives of both sides, the two generals, Kumus and Anthony, found that they could not convince each other, so they secretly hoped that a gentleman prince could come out as a middleman to coordinate. They did not give each other face, unless a third party, such as the Obelisk Empire, came out to provide a common step, so that both sides could step down.

Osta had no intention of coming out to coordinate. The gentleman prince pretended not to know and enjoyed the food at the table, as if he didn't notice the hints from Kums and Anthony. Osta had also carefully calculated that if he really came out to negotiate, outsiders who saw this scene would probably misunderstand that the melons were distributed in the Richis area and the Obelisk Empire was leading the way. The Kurusmantes and the Angolans were just accomplices. In that case, Osta would lose out. It would be a shame to help take such a big blame.

After the first day's banquet, Osta returned to the room assigned to him. According to the prediction of this gentleman prince, the Kurusmantes and the Angolans could not reach an agreement at present, mainly because they still had fighting power. When suppressing the rebels, they paid almost no price and suffered too few casualties. If they wanted to make them compromise with each other, the best way was to cause them certain losses and make them lose the ability to continue fighting. In that case, the other side would consider reconciliation and take a step back.

"Lord Osta, an important guest is coming to see you tonight!"

"Chris, who are the important guests you're talking about?"

"Lord Osta, when you were at the banquet just now, didn't you notice that Coombs and Anthony looked at you from time to time with other intentions in their eyes?"

"Sophia, I've noticed that detail a long time ago. But you also know that I'm not interested in men, so there's no need to respond to them."

"Lord Osta, it seems that they have figured out how to arrange the envoys this time."

"Yulia, please help guard the surroundings. I will go talk to them."

The Kurusmantes and the Angolans seemed to have really come to their senses this time, having learned from their previous experiences and lessons, and perhaps also inspired by Count Landi's successful gift giving. They all hoped that Aosta could mediate the dispute and let the other party act as the middleman. To this end, they specially arranged for people to come and negotiate overnight. After learning the location of Aosta's room from Count Landi, they immediately arranged for a special envoy to come and have a secret talk with the gentleman prince, and by the way brought special gifts to show their goodwill and sincerity to the other party.

The envoys of the Kurusmantes and the Angolans happened to arrive at the same time. Perhaps because they were fighting with each other and did not want to show weakness to the other side, the two envoys did not leave but chose to stay and wait for him in Osta's room. Osta originally wanted to find a random reason to send them away, but after seeing the envoys sent by the other side, his eyes lit up and he quickly changed his mind and temporarily adjusted his countermeasures.

The Angolan envoy is a pretty lady with silver hair and standard long straight hairstyle. Her long hair is flowing and looks very smooth. Under the light, it exudes a different luster. The length of her hair reaches the direction of her slender waist. She wears a black headband on her head and a black bow headband on the back of her head. This envoy has a beautiful face, a pair of dark golden eyes, and an elegant temperament. The first impression she gives people is that she is the daughter of a famous official and aristocratic background.

The envoy was tall, about 169cm tall, with a figure close to the golden ratio, and the peak size from the front was about size E, with obvious ravines squeezing towards the middle. The envoy was born with a beautiful body, with perfect skin like ice and jade bones. The dress opposite was quite cool, a set of clothes similar to that of a Persian dancer, wearing the inner armor as outer clothes, it was hard not to notice.

The Angolan envoy also had a lot of jewelry on his body. He wore a pure gold necklace on his snow-white neck. The necklace was inlaid with many oval golden gems, which were arranged in a row at a distance. In the middle of the necklace, there was a larger oval emerald pendant with a gold rim. On that beautiful face, he wore a black ultra-thin half veil, covering the area from the tip of the nose to the bottom, the fragrance and the round chin. The top of the veil was designed with a gold rim, which was also a very valuable jewelry.

This veil dress is actually one of the traditions of many people in Angola. Unmarried women need to wear veils. Considering that it is made of black tulle, this veil has zero chance of covering up. After wearing it, it will increase the special temptation invisibly. The upper body of the envoy is a classic pink inner armor design style with a gold border. There is also a long golden strip of decorative connection in the middle of the gully. If you look closely, you can see that the two pink shoulder straps matched with this dress are very thin, which can ensure that the equipment is not broken, which is also a miracle. The highest peak in front of it, the dress only covers the lower position, and most of the northern hemisphere above can be seen.

Osta glanced down again. The envoy's lower body was dressed in three pieces. The inner two pieces were pink equipment. The innermost piece was a super-thin inner armor with a classic triangular design style, with parallel pink lines on both sides. The outer piece was a pink ultra-thin bottom similar to a sumo wrestler's shawl. The shawl was downward, with pink lines on both sides going upward, forming a V-shaped trend. The shawl was decorated with gold edges, which were close to the smooth abdomen and navel. The pink lines on both sides of the equipment were also connected by golden circles.

The golden circle is a button, connected to a special short skirt made of black tulle, just connected to the golden edge of the short skirt. This short skirt looks like it is to add an element of fun, just slightly blocking the raised peach at the back. With the ultra-transparent design, it can be easily seen through, which makes it more exciting after being equipped. There is also a similar black tulle under the special envoy's top. There are long black gloves of the same material on both hands. The equipment area only covers the forearm, and there is a pair of gold armbands worn as a dividing line between the upper arm and the forearm. The long sleeves are set on the palm position, which is a semi-covered design, mainly covering the back of the hand, and the palm side is not covered. On the middle finger of both palms, there is a gold ring, which is a pure gold ring design style.

When the Angolan envoy met Osta, he was sitting on a luxurious chair with a crimson cushion in the room, with his slender white legs pressed together and clamped forward, without shoes or socks. His feet kept a certain distance from the carpet, and his knees were raised, close to the absolute territory, with a pair of pure gold leg rings on each side, which was also an eye-catching sight. The envoy put his left hand down naturally, holding the barely cushioned sofa, and raised his right hand upward and brought it back, just pressing lightly on the peak of his right side, above the northern hemisphere. The envoy himself should know that his outfit was relatively cool and attractive at the moment, but he had to choose such a style in order to complete his mission.

"Hi, Your Highness Osta. I am here on behalf of the Antarkar Empire to discuss important matters with you. You can call me... call me Angelis."