Egil suddenly understood a little. He joined hands with other European royal families to regard her as Napoleon - this is not a good thing. The nouveau riche, Aceby, Aceby's nouveau riche. In other words, he did not regard him as his own.

What about other European royal families? Marriage, mutual marriage, and whoever is a relative. So they are all their own family members. Your son-in-law can inherit your territory, and tomorrow his son (and your grandson) can also inherit your territory. Just like this, they inherit each other... Why didn't Europe be unified because of this? This is really the world's general trend will be completely divided after a long time of unity.

Therefore, Egil decided to send a large number of diplomats to the countries with artworks and gifts produced in Nordic countries. At least let the European royal families understand that the current path of the Astronomy and literature is a big deal. Therefore, in addition to opening one mouth and one tongue, each diplomat must also be equipped with fifty Viking warriors to show his powerlessness, three spies, weaving spy networks, five merchants, and building a trade network. This cost is a huge amount.

In July, a rare month of peace in the Norman Kingdom. The Danes were too busy to take care of themselves, and the Swedes were frightened. Egil happened to mass-produce diplomats, spies and merchants with newly collected taxes to send envoys to visit European countries. At the same time, he was narcissistic and gave each delegation a portrait of his own - a system-produced realistic painting of the late Renaissance oil painting. As a special gift, Egil was fully armed, wearing weird armor, wearing white cloak, and holding a majestic sword... As for whether this gift was later hung in the bedroom of the kings' queens and princesses, or was taken to wipe her butt by the king, I don't know.

In this way, five small Spanish countries, Navarra, Leon, Castile, Aragon, and Portugal, sent a total of one mission. France, one in the king, one in Burgundy, and one in Brittany. Finally, Egil thought about it and sent one to the Duke of Aquitaine, that is, Edward, the tragic Edward. There were four in the Holy Roman Empire, Bohemia, Swabian, Austria, and Saxony. In Eastern Europe, Moscow, Novgorod, Poland-Lithuania, there were three in total. The Italian city-states, the Papal state, one in the East Rome. In this way, there were thirteen missions, a team of hundreds of people. The expense was suddenly tens of thousands of gold coins. It was heartbreaking to Egil, and he didn't fall asleep for several days.

At this time, the system elves also released the next task. It is different from the previous long-term task of the unified Baltic Sea, but this is a recent task. It seems to be easy to achieve.

Hold a grand banquet: You clearly feel the hostility of the nobles who are full and have nothing to do to do. Although they are very barbaric, very vulgar, and very Aceby. But as long as they have territory and private soldiers on their hands, you have to accommodate them. So, hold a banquet. Let them eat after they are full, and it is best if they are full.

Mission objective: Invite more than 200 nobles to your court to attend the banquet you hold, and satisfy more than 75% of the nobles - by the way, pay attention to their parasites, such as fleas, etc.

Mission reward: The loyalty of aristocrats in the country increased by 2.

Egil thought for a moment - anyway, there was nothing to do in recent times, and his troops were not enough to break through Stockholm, which had a large number of troops in defense, and the harassment was enough to be handed over to the navy. He also had professional diplomats to do the work of instigating the residents of the Baltic Sea coast and continuing to contact Novgorod, the Teutonic Knights and the United Kingdom of Poland and Lithuania. Speaking of which, Egil himself was the kind of person who had nothing to do after being full.

Well, Egil and Artoria.

However, it was not easy to get enough 200 nobles. In the bitter and cold places of Norway, there were not many qualified nobles who could attend the banquet. Therefore, they had to take ships from England, Wales and Ireland. At the same time, the Danish territory to the south, as well as the Duke of Normandy in France, Egil also decided to invite several representative nobles to come. Such a banquet was more representative and had a greater impact.

However, it is easy to deal with the nobles in Norway and Denmark, but it is a little difficult for Britain and Normandy. The transportation was not developed this year. Many nobles have never been to the gods in their castles for the rest of their lives. Egil felt that such people were sorry for the locals who said they were a local.

"So, the king's orders can allow them to stroll around the capital, invite food and drinks, and reimburse their travel expenses... Such a good thing... Why do I feel so cheap?" Egil complained to the system elves in silence.

"You are not willing to do it." The system elves replied leisurely.

"Okay OK OK OK OK OK." Egil gave in: "Although they are all a group of guys with bed bugs and fleas on them, I'm the guest I invited. Let's just deal with it."

"You don't seem to be afraid."

"What am I afraid of?"

"Woman."

"What's there to be afraid of for women?"

"You forgot that during the time before you - even the days when you first came, you had a banquet and were vomited by a native European woman?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten."

"Then what's going on with you? Is there a way to deal with them?"

"There's no way." Egil shook his head in his heart: "I really want to kill all those things with one thought. However, they are the people under my rule, and they are all nobles." Egil said helplessly.

"But it seems that you are not in a hurry to get angry or accept it or are reluctant? Or have you been in the monkey pile for too long and the taste is heavy?"

"Go aside. I'll guard my wife-"

"Don't move around, eat here. Oh—"

Egil wanted to hug Artoria who was eating, but she pushed her away.

"I am guarding such a beautiful wife, and I will no longer be attracted by other women - especially those like monkeys." Egil said confidently.

"Really?"

“It’s true.”

"So, you can't do it. But your wife has a way?"

"It should be." Egil thought for a moment: "After seeing Artoria, most women will feel ashamed and cannot even raise their heads, let alone chatting with me."

"Really? Are you sure?" The system elves had a smile in their voice, as if there was a conspiracy brewing.

"It's almost the same - and even if there is really someone who is overestimating himself, Artoria won't give it to you for nothing. The Cursed version of Victory and the Sword of Vow is unsheathed, and it's time to cut people down."

"Then, you can't stop me?" the system elves tentatively.

"Why am I stopping her? Or, the more I stop Artoria, the more I will cut people down. Don't look at her usual behavior, especially when she is eating, she looks like a starving ghost reincarnated and stupid. But in fact, she is smart. If I don't pay attention, I will be deceived by her."

"So, the benefits are quite great after you find such a wife." The system elves sarcastically.

"Absolutely, just be sloppy." Egil continued to pretend to be stupid.

"But... are you sure she can withstand it at that time?" The system elf continued to sarcasm.

"She has resisted the army of tens of thousands. What can't she be able to resist?" Egil laughed, looking completely disregarded.

"Then let's talk about it later." The system elves kept a close eye and stopped talking. And Egil naturally knew that the system elves were not a good person. She had said so much about the banquet, so something must have happened that night, and this matter could not be said to Artoria.

"You eat too." At this time, Artoria was basically 80% full. Seeing that Egil had not moved his fork, she was a little strange and raised her head while chewing the steak.

"What to eat... what to eat?" Seeing that the table of ten people had eaten up all the food that had been eaten by Artoria, there was no left at all. Egil was so amused and crying. Artoria next to her also felt that she was a little too much, and blushed and didn't speak.

"Forget it, let's ask the chef to do it again." Egil ordered.

"Okay--" Artoria cheered.

“…you don’t eat it.”

Egil didn't dare to say this in the end.

In this way, in one month, the capital was covered with the capital, and a large number of nobles from all over the Norman Kingdom gathered in the entire Biyad Palace. Although they were nobles, Egil felt a little embarrassed when they were still wearing patched clothes. He asked the textile factory to give him a new dress for free - the most popular low-cut evening dress in later generations. This made the visiting local nobles feel proud. While increasing their favorability, they also had a preliminary understanding of the financial strength of their lords.

Let’s look at Biyad City again - because I just experienced the war, many places were rebuilt. So it looks pretty good. The stone paving roads on the street, sewer systems, high-pressure water pumps, fountains, neat houses, hawkers selling along the street, various commodities, snacks, clothing and jewelry, which made a group of local nobles dazzled.
Chapter completed!