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"His Royal Highness, what you should do the most right now is to go to Winter City, creeping at the feet of the Duke of the North, and begging for his forgiveness."
Mr. Hood repeated his words again.
There is no hesitation, no worries, and no one feels that such words are not suitable for him to say because of his identity.
As a human being, Mr. Hood's situation among the trolls is a bit embarrassing.
Generally speaking, in order to show loyalty to the trolls, Mr. Hood has to draw a line from his own past. His attitude towards humans must be hatred.
Even, to act even more hostile to humans than trolls.
This is called "converted fanaticism."
In reality, many Chinese "two-faced devils" who hate their own country more than foreigners and slander China crazily are motivated by this kind of psychology.
But now, facing a troll prince who had just died on the battlefield, this Mr. Hood persuaded his son to beg for forgiveness from the enemy.
However, Okamoto suddenly smiled.
It seems that he is not at all angry, or suspects Mr. Hood intentions: "Mr. Hood, you should persuade my stupid father earlier, if he had been willing to bow his head to the north, he would not end up where he is now!"
Afterwards, he spits out thick sputum towards the head on the ground and disdainfully said: "There is an old saying among human beings that makes sense:
If you don't have the ability to fight a bull, don't wield the red cloak!
Haha, look at my stupid father. Knowing that he is not the opponent of Marquis Garcia, but seeing that the opponent is not on the front line, he feels that he can take advantage of it, but I don't want to think about it. How could the Black Cavalry sit and watch him invade the north, regardless? "
Mr. Hood did not speak.
He wouldn't take the initiative to go with Okamoto to discredit Prince Gambik, that is not knowing what is good or bad.
Okamoto cursed for a while, and finally seemed to be out of breath, then picked up his head again and put it back in the box.
The whole process is full of filial piety.
Picking up the teacup, Okamoto took a big gulp, and then he recovered his calm.
"Mr. Hood, I'm going to beg for mercy from the Duke of the North, isn't it a bit late?"
"But this is your only choice." Mr. Hood said lightly, "This time, the war potential of the Troll Empire has been almost wiped out by the Black Cavalry. Don't even think about organizing a decent army for at least ten years.
If I were the Duke of the Northern Territory, I would send troops to clean up every once in a while.
Even if they can't conquer the royal city, they still have to interrupt the recovery process of the Troll Empire, so that they will never be able to pose a threat to the north again.
Therefore, if you want a chance to recuperate, you must beg to the North for peace! "
Okamoto tapped his fingers on the wooden box, making a bang.
After a long time, he said again: "So, will the Duke of the North agree to negotiate with me?"
Mr. Hood nodded: "As long as you assume a low enough posture for the Duke of the North to think that you are not threatening. Then, his gaze will naturally turn to other places.
Think about it, if the threat of the trolls is no longer there, then, for the Duke of the North, what is his biggest threat? "
Okamoto's eyes lit up: "Black Cavalry!"
"That's right!" Mr. Hood nodded, "Although we were played by the two brothers before, I never believe that there is really no grudge between Marquis Garcia and the Duke of St. Hilde.
I would rather believe that it was the threat of the trolls that made them abandon their previous suspicions and unite temporarily. However, this combination is extremely fragile!
Especially at this time that Marquis Garcia returns to the North with a great victory. How should the Duke of the North award his good brother?
How could he fall asleep peacefully under the blade of a Black Cavalry with such a terrifying attack power? "
After listening to Mr. Hood's words, Okamoto excitedly paced back and forth in the hall with his hands on his back.
As if in the boundless darkness, he finally caught a glimmer of light.
"So, our next key target is to provoke the contradiction between the Duke of the North and the Marquis of Garcia!"
"That's right. But it's not just the contradiction between the two brothers." Mr. Hood's eyes flashed with sullen light.
Okamoto was stunned, and asked, "What do you mean?"
"As far as I know, the Golden Lion Legion of the Saint Hilde family is still gathering outside Ice Rock City, and the armies of the major lords in the North are still entrenched in Ice Rock City, and the two sides are faintly facing each other."
Okamoto didn't know this message either.
Obviously, Mr. Hood has his own eyes in the north.
Okamoto also knows this.
Of course, he wouldn't go to ask Mr. Hood about who is the eyeliner in the north.
Even now, he still doesn't know the true identity of this Mr. Hood.
However, this Mr. Hood has long been recognized by His Majesty the Troll Emperor and the former Prince of the South. It is hard to say that he is loyal to the trolls, but his hatred of the North is not fake.
Therefore, Okamoto also chose to believe in this Mr. Hood.
At this moment, when he heard this message, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Mr. Hood with piercing eyes: "Could it be that the contradiction between the Duke of St. Hilde and his lords has reached this point?"
"At present, it seems that it is true. The good son of the Duke ruined 200,000 troops in the Northern Territory. Such a fiasco, it is impossible not to cause backlash from the lords of the Northern Territory. What's more, there is still a Black Cavalry on the front who attracted the hatred of the duke.
And, don’t forget, the Marquis of Garcia also has the last name of Saint Hilde. Perhaps a change of ownership in the north is not unacceptable to these lords. "
Hearing Mr. Hood talk about the death of the 200,000 troops of the Northern Territory, Okamoto also felt colic in his heart at the same time, and he couldn't help but look at the square box.
Obviously, Okamoto has empathy for this.
"That said, the Northern Territory is going to be in chaos!"
"Yes." Mr. Hood looked very confident, "The North is now a bowstring that is tight to the extreme. As long as the external threat subsides, then the internal contradictions will immediately erupt!"
"Okay!" Okamoto hit the square box with a fist, smashing the box into cracks, "After the ceremony is over, I will go to the north in person!"
"His Royal Highness is wise."
Okamoto touched the crack on the wooden box, suddenly remembered something, and then asked, "By the way, I heard that the Duke of the North suddenly added an adopted daughter?"
"Yes, her name is Vera St. Hilde. I saw her at the Mage Tower in Yevil. I knew her origins were mysterious, but I didn't expect her to be the adopted daughter of the Duke of the North."
"How does she look?"
"Beautiful!"
Okamoto nodded in satisfaction, and suddenly suggested, "You said, if I ask the Duke of the North to marry Miss Vera, will he agree?"
"Of course, the Duke of the North is very happy to have a troll prince become his son-in-law, especially now that he urgently needs external help to resolve internal conflicts."
"Hahaha!"
Okamoto's triumphant laughter echoed in the hall, as if he was already determined to win a certain beauty.
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