Troll King City (Part 2)

Your Highness, what you should do now is to go to Coldwinter Castle, crawl at the feet of the Dukes Of The North, and beg for his forgiveness."

Mr. Chong repeated his words again.

There was no hesitation, no worry, and he did not feel that such words were not suitable for him to say because of his identity.

As a human, Mr. Chong's situation among the trolls was somewhat awkward.

Generally speaking, Mr. Chong had to show his loyalty to the trolls and draw a clear line with his past. His attitude toward humans had to be hatred.

He even had to appear to hate humans more than the trolls.

This was called "Convert Fanaticism".

In reality, many Chinese "devils" who were more extreme than foreigners and crazily slandered China were born from this mentality.

But now, facing a troll prince who had just died on the battlefield, Mr. Chong was persuading his own son to beg for forgiveness from the enemy.

However, Okamoto suddenly laughed.

It was as if he was not angry at all, nor did he suspect Mr. Chong's intentions. "Mr. Chong, you should have persuaded my stupid father earlier. If he had been willing to bow his head to the Northern Frontier, he would not have ended up like this!"

Then, he spat a mouthful of thick phlegm at the head on the ground and said disdainfully, "There's an old saying among humans that makes sense.

If you don't have the ability to fight against a bull, then don't wave the red cloak!

Haha, look at my stupid father. He knew that he was no match for Marquis García, but seeing that the other party was not at the front line, he felt that there was an opportunity. But why didn't he think about it? How could the Black Cavalry sit by and watch him invade the Northern Frontier and not care? "

Mr. Chong did not speak.

He would not take the initiative to agree with Okamoto to slander Prince Cambique. That would be ungrateful.

Okamoto scolded for a while and seemed to have vented his anger. He picked up the head and put it back in the box.

The entire process was full of filial piety.

Okamoto picked up the teacup and took a big gulp before he regained his composure.

"Mr. Chong, is it too late for me to beg for mercy from the Dukes Of The North now?"

"But this is your only choice." "This time, the Troll Empire's war potential has almost been wiped out by the Black Cavalry. They won't be able to organize a decent army to resist the Northern Frontier for at least ten years.

If I were the Dukes Of The North, I would send troops to sweep the area every once in a while.

Even if they couldn't conquer the capital, they had to interrupt the Giant Demon Empire's recovery process so that they would never be a threat to the Northern Frontier.

Therefore, if you want a chance to recuperate, you must beg for peace from the Northern Frontier! "

Okamoto's fingers gently tapped on the wooden box, making a knocking sound.

After a long while, he spoke again, "Then, will the Dukes Of The North agree to negotiate with me?"

Mr. Chang nodded. "As long as you put on a low enough posture, the Dukes Of The North will think that you're not a threat. Then, his gaze will naturally turn elsewhere.

Think about it, if the Trolls are no longer a threat, then what is the greatest threat to the Dukes Of The North? "

Okamoto's eyes lit up. "The Black Cavalry!"

"That's right!" Mr. Chong nodded. "Although we were played by the two brothers before, I don't believe that there is no grudge between Marquis García and the Duke Of St. Hilde.

I'd rather believe that it was the Trolls' threat that made them put aside their differences and temporarily unite. However, this kind of alliance is extremely fragile!

Especially this time, Marquis García returned to the Northern Frontier with a great victory. How will the Dukes Of The North reward his good little brother?

How will he be able to sleep peacefully under the terrifying attack power of the Black Cavalry? "

Hearing Mr. Chong's words, Okamoto excitedly paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back.

It was as if he had finally grasped a ray of light in the endless darkness.

"Therefore, the key to our next step is to sow discord between the Dukes Of The North and Marquis García!"

"That's right. However, it's not just the two brothers who are at odds. "Mr. Chong's eyes flashed with a sinister light.

Okamoto was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"From what I know, the House of Saint Hilde's Golden Lion Legion is still gathered outside Icestone City, and the armies of the various lords of the Northern Frontier are still entrenched in Icestone City. The two sides are faintly facing each other."

Okamoto didn't know about this either.

Clearly, Mr. Chong had his own eyes on the Northern Frontier.

Okamoto was also aware of this.

Of course, he wouldn't force Mr. Chong to find out who his eyes on the Northern Frontier were.

Even now, he still didn't know Mr. Chong's true identity.

However, this Mr. Chong had already received the approval of the Troll Emperor and the former Southern Prince. It was hard to say how loyal he was to the trolls, but his hatred for the Northern Frontier was undeniable.

Therefore, Okamoto chose to believe in Mr. Chong.

At this moment, when he heard this news, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Mr. Chong with bright eyes, "Could it be that the conflict between the Duke Of St. Hilde and the lords under his command has already reached this point?"

"From the looks of it, that is indeed the case. The Duke's good son sent two hundred thousand troops of the Northern Frontier to their deaths. It's impossible for such a crushing defeat not to cause the lords of the Northern Frontier to retaliate. Moreover, there's still the Black Cavalry in front of them to attract the Duke's hatred.

Also, don't forget that Marquis García's surname is also St. Hilde. Perhaps a change in leadership of the Northern Region isn't something unacceptable to these lords. "

When he heard Mr. Chong say that Marquis Charles sent two hundred thousand troops of the Northern Frontier to their deaths, Okamoto felt a sharp pain in his heart. He couldn't help but look at the square box.

Obviously, Okamoto felt the same way about this.

"So, the Northern Frontier is going to be chaotic?"

"Yes." Mr. Chong looked very confident, "The Northern Frontier is now like a bow that has been stretched to the extreme. As soon as the external threat subsides, the internal conflict will immediately erupt!"

"Good!" Okamoto punched the square box, causing cracks to appear on it, "After the King-Conferring Ceremony, I will resign from His Majesty and personally go to the Northern Frontier!"

"Your Highness is wise."

Okamoto touched the cracks on the wooden box and suddenly remembered something. He turned around and asked, "By the way, I heard that the Dukes Of The North suddenly have an adopted daughter?"

"Yes, her name is Vera St. Hilde. I met her at the Mage Tower in Yevel and I knew that she had a mysterious origin. However, I didn't expect her to be the adopted daughter of the Dukes Of The North. "

"What does she look like?"

"She is very beautiful!"

Okamoto nodded with satisfaction and suddenly suggested, "If I ask the Dukes Of The North to marry Miss Vera, do you think they will agree?"

"Of course, I believe that the Dukes Of The North would be very happy to have a Troll Prince as their son-in-law, especially now that they need external help to solve their internal conflict."

"Hahaha!"

Okamoto's proud laughter echoed in the hall, as if he was determined to win the heart of a certain beauty.

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