Lords go left, Emperors go right

Baron Rodil gained a lot of benefits through these crooked ways, including actual control of Mager Port. After Baron Rodil got this lucrative position, he made a lot of benefits. The initiator of the substantial increase in tariffs and commercial taxes at Mager Port was Baron Rodil, who made the suggestion to Prince Osto.

This guy was still not satisfied after collecting a lot of wealth in Mager Port, so he built a secret prison to maintain his brutal rule. In terms of brutality, he and Prince Osto were like-minded, no wonder they became friends since childhood. When his soldiers came to report the situation, the last town defense line outside Mager Port had been breached by the mob army, and the whole city was in a state of chaos, which Baron Rodil had no prior knowledge of.

This evil lord, because of his evil taste, was preparing a special execution ceremony for prisoners in the secret prison. Most of the criminals in this secret prison were innocent people, but they were dissatisfied with the brutal rule of Lord Rodil and raised objections, so they were arrested, tortured and killed by Baron Rodil on trumped-up charges.

The port town of Mager has long been under the shadow of the reign of terror of Lord Rodil. Today was no exception. In the execution room, several white phantoms were lying on the ground, kneeling forward. The condemned had their hands crossed behind their backs, their wrists fixed with metal handcuffs, and their necks fixed on the guillotine frame. Those special guillotines formed an elliptical semicircle.

All those executed were innocent people who were unwilling to obey the will of Lord Rodil. This Lord had a very special taste in some aspects. If a target did not obey or was unwilling to become his, Baron Rodil would not force himself on them like most of his peers. Instead, he would capture them in a secret prison and execute them.

Baron Rodil's way of handling things was much worse than those of his peers. He seemed to prefer killing to seizing, and it might be more satisfying to watch the target die miserably.

"It's really noisy outside. What's going on? However, it won't affect today's execution..."

Chapter 177: The Burning Port of Mager

The border dispute between the Blomfield region and the neighboring Christopher region has begun, and the lords of both sides, the third prince of the Obelisk Empire, Osta, and the sixth prince, Osdu, have started a secret war. Because of the influence of the military alliance treaty they signed secretly before, neither of these seemingly plastic brothers wants to be the first to openly tear up the treaty and violate it. If they do so, they will not be able to stand up to public opinion and will easily be at a disadvantage.

Therefore, the two sides naturally did not choose to engage in open confrontation, but instead fought on the side battlefield. Osta commanded his 150,000 primitive tribal clan members to form a vanguard force and launched a surprise attack on the important port town of Mager, which was located outside the territory of the sixth prince Osto. This was known in history as the "Mager Port Riot."

The vanguard was composed of men from the two tribes of Sword of Guardian and Valkyrie, disguised as a mob, wearing black robes and skull masks on their faces. Later, the outside world also called this incident "The Day of the Skeleton Riot". Under their terrifying fighting power, the more than 100,000 defenders stationed in the port town of Mager, plus more than 100,000 war mercenaries, were no match for them. 200,000 could not beat 150,000.

Less than half a day after the battle began, the fortifications outside the town fell, the city walls were breached, and the defeat was overwhelming. The defenders tried their best, but the opponent's fighting power was like a cheat, and they could not stop it at all. The two primitive tribal clan members who attacked, with their original average fighting power, crushed the defenders and war mercenaries, and they quickly killed their opponents.

In close combat, the defenders had almost no advantage. The advantage in numbers was not prominent in the melee, and the defeat was inevitable from the beginning. In fact, half of Osta's troops were second-line troops. The male and female members of the Guardian Sword Tribe were similar in strength, and the combat effectiveness of male and female swordsmen was about the same. The members of the Valkyrie Tribe were different. Female warriors were stronger than male warriors. Osta did not send the first-line combat forces of the Valkyrie Tribe.

"What are you arguing about? Are you making a scene?"

After receiving an urgent report from his men, Baron Rodil, the lord of the port town of Mager, walked out of the secret prison in the lord's mansion with an expression of reluctance, as the execution ceremony had not yet been completed.

Baron Rodil didn't take it seriously at first, thinking it was no big deal. However, after seeing fires and smoke in many places in the city, his expression changed instantly, his face turned pale, and the arrogance he had just shown completely disappeared, replaced by an unconcealable panic in his eyes.

When his subordinates reported the situation to Baron Rodil, they originally said it was a mob riot. Now the situation is that the mob is too strong, and the whole city is being attacked. This is not a mob action, it is clearly a military action of a hostile country, and the scale has long exceeded the mob riot.

"Where are the reinforcements? Hurry up and ask His Highness Osdu for help. What are you hesitating for?"

"Lord Rodil, the pigeon for help has been sent out. We have not received a reply from His Highness Osto yet. It will probably take three days..."

"Report...Lord Rodil, the mob is about to attack the city lord's mansion, we..."

At this time, a soldier with a spear stuck in his back and covered in blood stumbled in to report, but fell to the ground and died before he finished reporting. Baron Rodil's mentality collapsed. Looking at the soldier stabbed to death by the spear, he instantly lost all his will to fight. He fled from the back door of the city lord's mansion in a panic and didn't even want to organize a resistance.

Baron Rodil didn't want to stay here for a moment, he just wanted to retreat to the port as soon as possible and take a boat to escape. After all, money can be earned again, but if life is lost, it's all over. To put it bluntly, this guy is just a flatterer, he doesn't have much ability, except for the means of making money, he is really not good at fighting, and he doesn't even have the courage to go to the battlefield.

"You are a bunch of good-for-nothings. Hold on, even if there is only one person left!"

"Lord Rodil, we..."

"Stop shouting, bro. The guy got away."

"This...what should I do?"

"What are you standing there for? Run away quickly. Now that the city lord is gone, who will stay and work for him?"

Before retreating, Baron Rodil gave an incoherent order to hold on. The soldiers looked at Baron Rodil, who had already fled, and instantly lost their fighting spirit. If the city lord had already fled, wouldn't it be foolish to continue to fight for him?

The defenders fled in all directions. The city lord's mansion, which was originally going to be a fierce battle, quickly changed hands. The attackers encountered almost no resistance and successfully captured the city lord's mansion. Baron Rodil had more than 200,000 troops and sufficient food and grass supplies. If he had a little bit of combat awareness, he could at least hold out for a while and wait for reinforcements, so as not to lose so quickly as he did now.

After the mob captured the city lord's mansion, they quickly controlled the area around it and lowered the flag that symbolized the sphere of influence of Prince Osdu. Of course, they did not lower the flag of the Obelisk Empire. After all, it was not a real rebellion, but just a show.

Osta had requested in advance that the flag of the empire not be lowered, and that the flag of the Sixth Prince Osdu be lowered. There was no need to raise the flag representing the power of his territory. Osta was still acting as a mob boss, not the lord next door. Osta did not order a pursuit of the city lord Baron Rodil who had fled. There was no need for that. Leaving one more mediocre person on the side of the Sixth Prince Osdu was beneficial to Osta's side.

Given the friendship between Baron Rodil and the Sixth Prince Osdu, even if he was defeated and fled, he would not be brought to a military court. At most, he would be dismissed from his post for a short period of time. When the time is right, he would be given an important task and put back in power.

This was a flaw in Osdu's style, and the counselors around him were helpless. Compared to outsiders, the Sixth Prince preferred to trust these friends and brothers who had grown up with him, and was more protective of them.

Osta took advantage of this and kept Baron Rodil, the useless teammate, to continue to make trouble for Osdu. If the city lord stationed at Mager Port was a loyal and wise minister, Osta might have the intention to kill him and kill him directly under the pretext of the mob. If it was a mediocre minister, then just let him go and let him leave directly.

"Boss, the city lord's mansion has been completely controlled. However, the city lord here has escaped."

"Boss, the brothers who just arrived at the dock found that all the ships were on fire. When that coward escaped, he also set fire to the ships docked at the dock. We didn't catch up with him."

"Rodil is such a ruthless guy. Never mind. I won't get anything from either side, so it's not a loss. At least he can't destroy the things here."

"Please arrange for someone to put out the fire and evacuate the crowd."

Surrounded by his men, Osta walked into the lord's mansion of Mager Port as a victor. The former lord, Baron Rodil, had already fled. Once the commander ran away, the remaining defenders were naturally vulnerable and were defeated one after another.

Except for some of the dead, most of the defenders followed the footsteps of the former city lord, Baron Rodil, and fled from the port of Mager. This guy had a brutal character similar to that of Prince Osto. Before retreating, he ignored the dissuasion of his soldiers and ordered the entire town to be set on fire, trying to use the spreading fire to stop the opponent's pursuit.

When Osta asked his men to act as the mob, he did not ask them to set fire. Unexpectedly, Baron Rodil was even more ruthless than him, and the defenders set fire to the city themselves. After the fire, the blame would most likely be put on the attacking mob. However, Osta did not care. He had already gained a lot of benefits, so it was not a loss anyway.

The most unlucky ones were the residents of Mager. Many of them were left at the dock before they could board the ship. The defenders also set the town on fire. On the contrary, the so-called mob that attacked actively helped put out the fire, which made it difficult to tell who was the defender and who was the robber.

Baron Rodil knew that he could not take so many cargo ships with him. The ships were full of cargo and the speed was not fast after they set sail, so they could be easily caught up. Therefore, before boarding the ship and leaving, he also ordered the burning of all the merchant ships and cargo ships anchored at the dock, including the official transport fleet of the Obelisk Empire.

The imperial ships were carrying the necessary supplies for the Sixth Prince's Osdu territory, but these important supplies were completely destroyed by the fire. A large number of burning and sunken cargo and merchant ships soon blocked the docks of Mager Port. Even if the fire was put out, the docks would be basically unusable if the remains of the sunken ships were not cleared.

This kind of operation that hurts both sides, harming others and not benefiting oneself, may be a blow to others, but it is not a big deal to Aosta. Aosta's goal is to severely damage the Port of Mager, clear the obstacles for the future development of his Port of St. Louis, and eliminate a strong competitor in advance. Baron Rodil helped him do it all, which just saved a lot of troublesome steps. Aosta even wanted to thank Baron Rodil for helping him so much.

"Baron Rodil, that guy is really greedy. With so much money, Osdu made friends carelessly, and he could be entrusted with important tasks by such a friend."

"Lord Osta, Osdu cannot compare to you. You don't have someone like Baron Rodil around you right now, and we will help you keep an eye on things in the future."

"Chris, it's okay to be a little greedy, as long as you have the ability. Baron Rodil has no originality at all, so this position is not suitable for him."

In the mansion of the city lord, Osta found a large amount of hoarded property, including mountains of gold and silver coins, various silks and rare treasures. These were all the blood and sweat of the people that Baron Rodil had exploited from the dock merchants and town residents after he became the lord of Mager.

In the city lord's mansion, there were warehouses full of grain, many of which had rotted. Baron Rodil had been able to plunder so much wealth in less than a year since he took office as city lord. To be honest, he was a talent. Unfortunately, in some aspects, this ability was not used in the right way.

Blomfield, the territory of Aosta, currently does not collect any taxes. If necessary, it would be a good choice to have a few more special talents like Baron Rodil as tax collectors. Regardless of whether it is greedy or not, at least taxes can be collected.

When cleaning up the spoils of war in the city lord's mansion, the secret prison built by Baron Rodil in the basement of the city lord's mansion was also discovered by Osta's subordinates. Osta and his exclusive accompanying combat maids, Chris, Sophia and Yulia, entered the underground secret prison to check the situation. They put on skull masks in advance to disguise their identities.

It is possible that someone will recognize the identity of Prince Aosta. Wearing a skull mask in advance can avoid a lot of unnecessary troubles. The secret prison is dark and damp. After all, it is built underground. As soon as you enter the secret prison, you can smell the strong smell of blood. It is unknown how many opponents who are dissatisfied with his rule and raise objections have been killed by Baron Rodil in secret.

"Black Rose" Avril did not follow, and without her lost artifact "Golden Eye" to provide auxiliary support, Osta could not see how many innocent souls were hidden in this secret underground prison and that dark space. The cell where Baron Roddick's execution ceremony had not been completed was soon discovered by Osta. The secret prison would not detain prisoners for a long time. The essence was to exclude dissidents, and there was no reason to keep them alive for so long.

The opponents who were imprisoned would soon be persecuted to death, and it was unclear what would happen to their bodies. Osta and Chris entered the torture chamber together and saw a row of guillotines in a semicircle in front of them, each of which held a prisoner to be executed.

Those who were about to be beheaded were all without any equipment. They were graceful white figures, shivering in the dark and gloomy torture chamber, and looked particularly conspicuous. All of them kept their heads forward and knelt, their arms crossed behind their backs, and red lines on their wrists sealed their mobility.

There was no hope for redress, as their speech abilities were sealed by the red spherical props with holes. There was no other choice but to tremble violently and shiver with fear. The eyes of the condemned were all filled with fear and despair, and many were so frightened that they could not control themselves. There were obvious stains on the ground, and the sound of dripping water could be faintly heard.

In the cells of the secret prison, Osta saw prisoners standing in rows, waiting to be executed. At first glance, they were all white phantoms, with no equipment and everything else, standing in a herringbone shape. Their hands were raised above their heads, their wrists were fixed and hung with iron chains or rectangular wooden shackles, and they had metal or leather collars around their necks, with rectangular metal name tags in the middle. The numbers on them were their only identification, and their names had long been taken away.

Some prisoners were wearing black eye masks and ball-shaped props with holes, and they were not completely submissive. The prisoners who were not wearing these special accessories were the type who had been trained to be extremely submissive. Their eyes were generally dull and colorless, as if they had been played with. Some of them had strange smiles on their faces, and their snow-white legs were spread to the sides, forming an M-shaped open-legged posture. They might have been lifted up before and were about to do something unspeakable and evil, but they stopped halfway because of the mob's attack, and did not complete the whole process.

"Ahem, the former city lord Baron Rodil has already escaped. You are now innocent and free. You can go wherever you want."

Osta lowered his voice, concealing his true voice, and announced that all the prisoners present had regained their lives and were free again. He had not expected that Baron Rodil was so capable of being a gentleman. He should not have gone to find the Sixth Prince Osdu, but to work under the Seventh Prince Osser, the gentleman prince, and perhaps he would have a better development prospect.

There were no male prisoners in the secret prison, as they had all been executed long ago. The prisoners who were freed from the rack and the cells had incredible expressions on their faces, as if they couldn't believe that they could escape from hell and get a new life so easily. However, these prisoners had nowhere to go, and they were afraid of retaliation from Baron Rodil's forces. After they were freed, they begged for protection from the mob, willing to give up everything they had. Osta was a little hesitant at first, but after being persuaded by Chris and the others, he let his subordinates accept these people seeking help and prepared to take them back to the territory to find a place to settle them.

After a little thought, Osta simply gave up the money seized from the city lord's mansion and directly released the grain. He returned all the wealth looted by Baron Rodil to the townspeople. Many townspeople's houses were burned down by the fire, and they were almost on the verge of bankruptcy. If they did not take any remedial measures, they would not be able to survive after the fire was extinguished.

After receiving the wealth and food from the mob, these residents expressed their gratitude, and some even knelt down and kowtowed, just like the peasant uprising army in ancient times who robbed the rich to help the poor. After receiving the distributed property and food, without Osta's special reminder, these residents chose to quickly flee the port of Mager and find a suitable place to settle down.

The residents were worried that after the rebels (mob group) withdrew, the original lord, Baron Rodil, would return to the town to take revenge and exploit them again. The port town of Mager declined rapidly because of this riot. The residents of the town fled, and the port infrastructure was burned down, almost ruined. Aosta had almost no casualties and easily won the war.

Chapter 171: Peace after the Burning City

The battle report of the town of Mager Port was soon transmitted to the rear, to the lord behind the scenes who managed the area, the sixth prince of the Obelisk Empire, Osdu. Osdu was in the base camp of his own territory army, looking at the battle report in his hand, his face was livid, and he did not speak for a long time.

In the base camp, the group of confidants, counselors and strategists in the commander's tent were silent, fearing that they would be in trouble. Although Osdu did not speak out the content of the battle report, the Sixth Prince's face showed that he was on the verge of rage. The atmosphere in the commander's tent was extremely depressing, as if it would explode at any time.

It was rare that the Sixth Prince Oss was not angry to death on the spot. According to the latest battle report, they lost the battle in the port town of Mager very thoroughly. More than 200,000 defenders, 100,000 imperial troops and 100,000 hired real mercenaries all collapsed in less than a day and were defeated by a civilian organization of only more than 150,000 people, which was said to be a mob.

The mayor of Mager Town, Baron Rodil, as a close confidant of the Sixth Prince, did not organize a proper resistance and retreated without a fight. Not only did he hand over the town to the rioters in vain, he also ordered the burning of all merchant ships and cargo ships moored at the port dock without authorization. Even the necessary living and production supplies that the Obelisk Empire sent to the Osdu Territory and the Christopher Region were burned down by the fire, just like the imperial transport fleet.

Now Ostus had no idea how to explain this to the Emperor of the Empire, his father, Emperor Augustus VIII. Although he could blame the fire on the mob, saying that the attacking mob set fire to the port, he could not wash away the fact that he had lost the war.

Osd had no choice but to suppress his disgust and nausea and write a hypocritical letter to the eldest prince Osd, hoping that his elder brother could act as a peacemaker and help him put in a few good words to his father.

Among the royal family members of the Obelisk Empire, the princes, the eldest prince Osed and the sixth prince Osdu, are the heirs left by the former queen. Unlike other brothers, they are basically half-brothers. Only the eldest and the sixth are brothers with the same father and mother.

Osed would basically help the eldest prince because of this relationship. He had no reason to refuse such a good thing that could easily earn him fame and reputation. It was just that the sixth prince Osed was depressed alone and felt unhappy. The sixth prince would compete for the eldest prince's throne in the future. Begging for help from the other party was simply a disguised humiliation for Osed.

At this point, he had no choice but to ask for help. What was even more embarrassing and ironic was that Osto had to write a letter to ask for mercy from his third brother, Oster. The port of Mager had been abandoned and had been basically unused for a long time. The next time the Obelisk Empire transport fleet wanted to transport supplies to his territory, it could only go through the port of St. Louis in the territory of the third prince, Oster.

Aoshidu had occupied so many places before, and occupied a lot of the border areas that originally belonged to Aoshida. Now that he needs help, he has to give it all back. Otherwise, if the third brother blocks Aoshidu's supplies at the port and refuses to transfer them, it will be a big problem.

Thinking of this double blow, Osdu clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the table in front of him. He then threw the report to his trembling confidants not far away. The counselors and strategists picked up the defeat report in fear and quickly read it, with ugly expressions on their faces.

It doesn't matter if we lose the war, we just need to find a scapegoat. The problem is that Baron Rodil is a close confidant of Prince Osdu, a close friend since childhood. He definitely can't be the scapegoat for this matter. For a moment, the counselors were silent, and only the sound of shuffling papers could be heard. They were all afraid that if they made a sound, Osdu would directly pull them away to be scapegoats.

"Everyone, what do you think? Who is responsible for this defeat..."

"Your Highness, we were negligent. I beg Your Highness to punish us."

"Your Highness, Baron Rodil remained calm in the face of danger and commanded his troops to destroy the strategic materials in time, preventing them from falling into the hands of the enemy. This deserves praise, and his merits and demerits should not be held responsible for the defeat."

"Your Highness, I think so too. Just deduct a month or two's salary and give Baron Rodil a sinecure for a while before re-employing him. There is no need to pursue any responsibility."

The counselors and strategists could only lie with their eyes open at this time, being selectively blind. They automatically ignored the fact that Baron Rodil was defeated and lost territory, and exaggerated his escape, saying that it was a strategic transfer with great merit. Only by saying this would Prince Osdu have a way out and pardon them. Otherwise, it would not be fun to just pick someone to take the blame.

Those counselors and strategists dare not gamble on their luck. If they win the prize, they will be unlucky if they are unfortunately selected. In the riot in the port town of Mager, the city lord Baron Rodil lost more than half of his troops in this battle. The more than 100,000 hired war mercenaries had already been defeated and fled, so they could not be counted as losses.

The main problem was that the army of Prince Osdu lost half of its 100,000 soldiers, with more than 50,000 casualties. This was what made the Sixth Prince feel sad. Other aspects were fine. The number of casualties among the town residents was not a problem he cared about. To Osdu, the number of civilian casualties was just a simple number, and as data, it had little meaning.

When the Sixth Prince saw that his confidants and counselors were all speaking in accordance with his wishes, Osdu's expression finally eased and he was no longer so furious. This guy was a rather tyrannical person. If he really wanted to punish Baron Rodil, Osdu would not ask for his subordinates' opinions and would just execute him directly. The other party would have almost no chance to defend himself.

"I'll handle this as you say. Help me draft a letter to my brothers Osed and Osta, and this matter will be over."

"As for Baron Rodil, it is a great honor to admit one's mistakes and improve. I will not pursue anyone's responsibility. You can go down now!"

"Your Highness is wise and brave, we will do it right away."

"Let Rodil report to the town of Tarde first and temporarily serve as the mayor. Also, the rest of you stay. I have something to tell you."

Most of the counselors and strategists felt relieved. After thanking Prince Osdu, they quickly left this troubled place, fearing that if they walked too slowly, the prince would change his mind and they would be in trouble. Even if they were confidants, there was no guarantee that Prince Osdu would let them go. The Sixth Prince was moody and sometimes killed his subordinates without mercy. Except for a few close friends and favorites, all other subordinates were in danger. It was obvious that Osdu had the tendency to be a tyrant.

The special counselors who were left behind looked at each other for a while, then undressed and took off their equipment, leaving only a few graceful snow-white phantoms with curvaceous bodies. The only equipment left for these beauties was a thin underwear pantyhose, which was a hollow lace series, matched with silk stockings, and the shoes were taken off.

On these well-proportioned figures, on their white skin, there were all kinds of strange marks, which were rope marks or whip marks. They also wore red leather collars around their necks, with a red traction rope in the middle of the collars. For some special purposes and evil hobbies, Prince Osto's confidants, including his counselors and strategists, were not all men, and some of them were just other people in name only.

The small number of exceptions were used to satisfy the bad taste of a certain gentleman prince and to vent his dissatisfaction. Although they were all very talented people with ambitions and dreams when they were recruited, after reporting to Prince Osto, their dreams were quickly ruthlessly shattered by reality. They had long been conditioned by the prince to forget their original intentions and became his property.

"Rodil is a brainless jerk who only causes trouble for me. Well, that guy is quite good at talking. He can help me deal with the aftermath, which is a necessary virtue."

"Your Highness, today I also want to..."

"Nonsense, do you really think I need you to give me advice? Climb faster, don't even think about going back to rest until tomorrow morning."

Prince Austin pulled the phantoms in front of him casually, stretched out his trembling hands, and put on a black blindfold on himself, covering his eyes and blocking his vision. At the same time, Fangze opened his mouth slightly and bit the red ball prop with holes. After completing all this, he was immediately led by a gentleman prince in front and crawled to a special lounge hidden behind the commander's tent.

This special lounge was already filled with all kinds of strange props of evil work, like torture instruments. The snow-white phantom trembled, and left a special stain on the carpet after leaving. These beauties did not dare to resist the atrocities of the Sixth Prince. They were all very talented people. Unfortunately, because of their gender differences, Osdu had a bad personality and used the tools as toys.

The guards on duty outside the commander's tent could hear all kinds of strange noises coming from inside the tent. They were no longer surprised by those strange popping noises, as they were a daily occurrence. This time, just like usual, everyone continued to stand guard, pretending not to know, as if they hadn't heard anything.

No one dared to peek and find out, unless they wanted to die. It was no secret that Osdu did such things. The guards knew it, but no one dared to speak out. Prince Osdu was famous for his violent character. In order to protect themselves, the guards did not dare to speak out.

Aosta was much more satisfied. Unlike the defeated Osto, as a victor, he also experienced the treatment of the leader of an ancient peasant uprising. After the warehouses were opened to release grain, the residents of the port town of Mager expressed their gratitude profusely, and they were almost bowing three times and nine times.

The rescued civilians instantly felt that the attacking mob was no longer scary, but rather inexplicably friendly. They were like liberators who came to save them from the dire straits, almost like saviors. Baron Rodil, a close confidant of Prince Osdu, was the lord of Mager Town before. His brutal rule was unpopular among the people.

Even the last town fire was set by the army under the order of Baron Roddick. This measure had no direct relationship with the attacking mob, and this result was what they deserved. If Baron Roddick had taken some measures to benefit the people, they would not have been defeated so quickly. Unfortunately, few of Osdu's subordinates were gentle to the people, and most of the Sixth Prince's subordinates were of similar character to Baron Roddick.

"Lord Osta, we just received the latest intelligence that the Osta army has begun to withdraw from the occupied land. This is cause for celebration."

"Chris, you guys have worked hard. That kid finally felt the pain. I thought he would have some backbone and hold out for a while."

"Lord Osta, Osta has some political talent and is not a reckless man."

"If I had known this would happen, I would have done it in the first place! As long as I am still here, that guy is just a younger brother after all."

"Lord Osta, Osla has also begun to withdraw its troops!"

"This miser is still a bit smart. If he doesn't leave now, I think he will spend all the family assets with him."

Chris reported the latest intelligence from the front line. The invading army of the sixth prince Osdu began to withdraw. They withdrew from the previously occupied areas and evacuated from the outer border areas of the Aosta territory. In addition, the invading army of the fifth prince Osla could not withstand the harassment of the prehistoric monster "Stone Dragon" in the border area between the two sides, and withdrew immediately afterwards.

A border conflict crisis that was about to break out was resolved just like that. Of course, peace is only temporary. Where there are people, there are disputes. Osta knows this very well. This is not permanent peace, at best it is just a temporary truce.

In a few months or even a year, there will be fighting on the border. The border war that almost broke out this time has exposed many problems. The secret military alliance treaty signed before is just a piece of waste paper, only slightly better than toilet paper.

"Yulia, notify the army to prepare to return. Sophia, prepare to set up the flying magic circle. We have to deal with the prehistoric monster."

"Once this problem is resolved, we can return to the territory and wait for those two guys to write us an apology letter."

"Understood, Lord Osta, we will prepare now."

Osta calmly arranged the next strategic deployment. After dealing with the prehistoric monster "Stone Dragon", he could return to the Bloomfield area of ​​his territory and return to the port town of St. Louis to wait for the investors from the northern continent of the human race. Those rich women were about to come to participate in this high-end luxury cosmetics conference.

Without the two troublesome brothers, Osla and Os were both causing trouble at the border, so the event organized by Osta could go on smoothly. Osta calculated the time and found that the third group of imperial envoys from the Obelisk Empire, who came to the Central Continent by sea, would soon arrive.