"Mayer Morgan Rockefeller, confess imdiately—the inheritance of the Mad King, what exactly have you done with it!"
A voice filled with anger rang out as Louis saw a noble in lavish attire glaring at him.
Louis squinted slightly. Although this noble had a fairly human appearance, his clothing was obviously not the mainstream style of the current human kingdom.
He searched his mory and quickly recalled that this noble hailed from a country near the Sword Coast, where humans and other races cohabited.
The United States of Asamading.
It was a nation that once believed in the Dark Goddess Shire, and later, without hesitation, abandoned its faith after Shire’s fall.
However, perhaps due to its long history of worshipping Shire, a deity bordering on an Evil God, the country had a considerable number of practitioners with eccentric professions.
The most renowned among them were the Shadow Warriors.
These were professionals adept at stealth and assassination like thieves, but unlike more moderate thieves, the Shadow Warriors excelled in backstabbing and curses.
Disguised as Mayer, Louis remained silent but allowed his magic doppelganger acting as the prince to speak:
"If the gutter rats of Asamading have no intention of reasonable dialogue, they should shut their mouths and retreat."
The little swan beside him also haughtily raised its head and said, "We are here to discuss strategies, not to attend a hearing with you."
After the two magic doppelgangers spoke, Louis, transford into Mayer, finally said slowly:
"When His Highness Louis and Her Highness Olivia told to attend the eting, they didn’t ntion it would be like this."
He rested his chin thoughtfully and asked his magic doppelganger, "Your Highness Louis, did you forget so critical information when you received the invitation?"
The magic doppelganger shook its head without hesitation, saying, "No, how could I forget important information, especially since the proposal was initiated by our partners in Tunisia?"
He said flatly, "If this was an inquiry about you, Mayer, I would have burned the invitation long ago."
—In other words, this is not the United States of Asamading. They are here to honor their alliance with Tunisia, not any other country.
Once these words were spoken, if Tunisia didn’t react, it would be a slap in the face, prompting soone from the Noble Council to speak up imdiately.
"Alright, Lord Ambelas of Asamading, please give Tunisia so face. Today’s eting is not to question Mr. Mayer."
The speaker was Duke, the Pri Minister, whose gaze towards Ambelas was cold enough to suggest that if Ambelas said one more word, he would be thrown out.
—In fact, he truly dared to do so.
He nodded at Louis, who was wearing a mask, and said:
"We are here primarily to discuss recent events on the Giant Plain and communicate with everyone, which is why we’ve also invited the new chief of the Giant Demon Tribe to discuss major matters together."
His eyes turned to the two cloaked individuals sitting in the second seat.
The two cloaked figures were much taller than the average human height, and when they shed their cloaks, they revealed their green skin as expected.
They were two Giant Demons.
Ambelas, who had been at odds with Louis, furrowed his brow but said nothing.
The country where Ambelas was from had once integrated religion and politics, and many years ago, the Dark Goddess Shire had several tis attempted to unify all things through encouraging the Underground City Demon King to ravage the continent.
However, after the Dark Goddess ceased to respond to the faithful, Asamading unhesitatingly chose to abandon this belief.
Moreover, with Shire’s past of being notorious, they quickly engaged in large-scale strategic disengagent.
Everything Shire once supported, they now opposed.
The dogmas Shire recognized, they simply went against.
In the past, Asamading’s Shadow Warriors had a good relationship with the Giant Race, given that giants carried the power of a Demon King within them.
But after the swift disengagent, they pretended not to know this ally at all.
No, not only did they not acknowledge them, but they also opposed them when they t.
Unfortunately, Tunisia didn’t give him a chance to speak, as Pri Minister Duke looked towards the two Giant Demons and said:
"Grand Chief Nuke and Lord Da Feng, we have invited you to Tunisia from far away, hoping you will reiterate the strategic offense we previously agreed upon to our partners on the continental order side."
"We hope your trip to Tunisia is pleasant enough."
Louis raised an eyebrow.
Due to the disaster issue, the Giant Demon Tribe’s entire situation had beco turbulent.
Under the collapse, how could any entity be intact? His arrangents within the Giant Demon Tribe were now sowhat helpless, and the information network of the Mayer Comrce Association on the Giant Plain was almost paralyzed.
He hadn’t expected that Nuke would end up becoming the Grand Chief.
He had thought the Giant Demon Tribe would choose Nuke’s elder, such as the Demigod Giant Demon Da Feng Long Xiao.
But now it seed that Da Feng Long Xiao was only in an auxiliary role, with all the power of the tribe directly in the hands of the legendary Nuke Long Xiao.
That was truly... a great fortune!
A trace of delight appeared in Louis’s eyes, as he had cooperated with Nuke before.
With a first ti, there would be a second. Mayer Comrce Association would always be active on the front line of interests, and the Giant Demon Tribe would be the best investnt target in the short term.
Nuke seed to sense Louis’s gaze and looked straight at him.
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