This side sarcastically mocks others, and then slaps them in the face with a strong slap.

As we go back and forth, there are some greetings and nonsense, and the undercurrent is surging, that is, noon in the middle of the sun!

With the cheerful sound of string instruments suitable for the banquet atmosphere, they suddenly changed and turned into a grand and majestic music with heavy drums, and the negotiations officially kicked off.

The noble negotiation team and the senior generals of the gray-clothed army were still standing on both sides of the red carpet, either coping with or experiencing fierce applause, and their eyes were interspersed. Looking at Joshia and the second prince of the Empire at the end of the red carpet, they gave in to each other, then looked at each other and nodded, stepped on the red carpet together, stepped on the sporadic petals, and walked towards the central high platform amidst many sights and applause.

Joshia looked naturally happy, nodding to everyone on both sides from time to time to express gratitude, with a reserved smile hanging on the corner of her mouth.

Although the second prince on the other side was a loser, he was inevitably embarrassed to be in the middle of it, but he was quite decent and did not hurry through it. Instead, he also clapped his palms and walked slowly with Joshia - let's not talk about whether the psychological activities are sincere or not, at least the scene is absolutely acceptable.

This is the true aristocratic style. In contrast, no matter how you knock your teeth into your stomach, you will feel weak...

Standing under the negotiation stage, Tang En roughly glanced, smiled, and did not make any comments. He had no time to make any comments. He looked around the audience without moving. Tang En was a killer, and he was a professional skill in engaging in conspiracy in the dark. So he knew very well that if something went wrong today, it should be at this critical moment...

The aristocratic negotiating group did not move. Although most of them looked like attending funerals, they did not see any small movements. There was no abnormality in the outer guards. There was no riot. By the way, those charlatans...

With his long narrow eyes narrowed, Tang En instantly found the target in the corner of the venue, behind the noble negotiation team. The latter group did not applaud and stood under the outer statue with a plain expression and looked here, as if he was just here to witness, without any abnormal behavior.

With a frown, Tang En instinctively noticed the strange and strange place. The other party's expression and movements were too dull, mixed with faint expectation, as if waiting for something, like a hunter ambushed by a trap. He was very patient and cautious in restraining his dangerous murderous intent, fearing that he would be shocked to the prey that was about to enter the trap area...

Taking a breath, Tang En looked away and made a few subtle gestures with his palms behind him.

At this time, before the other party made dangerous moves, it was natural that Tang En could not do anything. However, it was possible to prevent it. As soon as Tang En's gesture fell, more than ten waiters scattered around the venue moved their steps quietly. While applauding, they silently approached the rear of the temple and the group.

The real identity of these waiters is naturally a member of the gray space. With them guarding him, no matter what dangerous moves the other party wants to make, it is impossible for him to escape from his sight. Just as Tang En felt relieved when he saw this, he suddenly felt an uproar in his ears and screamed in a low voice...

Subconsciously turned his head, slightly stunned-

As mentioned earlier, the conditions and details of this negotiation have been finalized and completed before. So the grand negotiations are actually just two simple agendas. One is to formally sign the agreed agreement; the other is that Joshia accepts the enthronement of Bran and wears the crown that symbolizes the king of the north.

The first agenda is fine. When Don En observed the charlatans, Joshia and the second prince officially signed the agreement when they walked up the steps.

What caused the noise was the second agenda. On the high platform, the second prince stretched out his hands and fixed his posture of delivering things, looking stunned. Because the crown that had just been taken out and had not been given yet was not in his hand, but was directly held by Joshia and held it casually...

I'll go!

Below, Frey and other senior generals of the gray-clothed army were stunned, obviously not knowing this beforehand, and caught off guard. As for the noble negotiation team on the other side, after witnessing Joshia's obviously rude behavior, they instantly became angry.

"absurd--"

"Bold, bold..."

"Don't you come from a noble family? Why don't you understand the rules at all? Even if you don't kneel on one knee, you can't, you can't be so arrogant..."

"What's this? Is it robbed openly..."

...

Ha--Get back to his senses, Tang En shook his head and grinned silently. This is what you said, "I have my persistence?", it's really sharp enough...

On the platform, Joshia looked faint, as if she hadn't heard the blame and questioning below. She weighed the luxurious crown in her hand and said calmly: "Thank you, His Highness, for sending gifts from thousands of miles away. I received them, and I'm very happy."

No, that's all.

But please note that Joshia uses words - it is a gift! It is not a canonization, nor is it a reward!

This means that the reason why Bran sent the crown was not to confer Joshia as the king of the north. But after watching the gray-clothed army conquered the entire north, he gave her the congratulations gifts as the leader, adding icing on the cake.

If we change the angle and start from our own perspective, then Joshia's actions meant that the north is now our Gray-Clothed Army. The result was not rewarded by you Bran, but by our Gray-Clothed Army, one by one, one by one, and one by one, fighting and snatching from you Bran, just like I have snatched this crown from your second prince now...

This is called spoils, not a single reward!

After the words came, the senior general of the gray-clothed army reacted and was immediately excited. He immediately mocked the enemy to the other party.

"Haha, the leader said it well! This is a gift for the broken crown, it depends on your stingyness..."

"You still rob it openly? You just rob it of yours. If you don't accept it, you can rob it back!"

"That's right, if you don't accept it, you will pull out the army and have another fight with us..."

"What army should I do? I think I'll fight now. Now, don't say we bully you, the guards outside will listen, and they won't come in to help later..."

When it comes to cursing people, a noble negotiating group that emphasizes elegance and elegance, even if the old face turns red and swears in his mind, it is impossible for him to be a rival to the senior general of the gray-clothed army with local accent slang.

When it comes to fighting, the senior generals of the gray-clothed army rolled up their sleeves and waved their fists, were even more afraid. They were not vague in seconds to kill the aristocratic negotiating group opposite.

In such a short moment...

Of course, it is impossible to really rush over and fight naked. Everyone has identities... So after a moment, shoes, hats, small potted plants that can be moved around, etc. became the most suitable weapons. For a moment, shoes and hats were flying over the red carpet, and flowers and plants were coming and going, and they were filled with wonderful things.

The only two people who were able to suppress the atmosphere stood on the high platform without any reaction. Joshia was expressionless and indifferent. What a joke. The gray-clothed army now has the advantage, so why should we stop? As for the second prince, he was really confused. Even though he was of a noble background, he had good skills, but he had never seen such a strange scene and could not speak for a moment.

The only person who could still remain calm in the field was Tang En. While shaking his body slightly in place, he calmly avoided all kinds of hidden weapons. At the corner of his eyes, he locked in the peripheral charlatans... The latter obviously did not expect the scene of sudden change. Several archbishops stared at the chaotic venue in a daze. After a while, they retracted their gaze and looked at each other. They all shook their heads speechless. Then, they nodded slightly again, and their mouths raised slightly, as if they had decided something...

In an instant, the cold and sharp feeling of danger suddenly exploded in Tang En's heart. He turned his head suddenly and saw the archbishops in the clothes stretching out their palms almost at the same time... landing on the white jade statue behind him!

"Uh?" Even though the alarm bell sounded in his heart quickly, Tang En was stunned when he saw this. He subconsciously placed his eyes on the white jade statues, confused and confused - are there any problems with these things?

There shouldn't be any problem!

Because every piece of building material in the venue has been inspected several times by members of the gray space. Not to mention whether there is a possibility of hiding a knife, gun, stick, or even a palm-sized explosive crystal is impossible.

Even Tang En thought so, the members of the gray space behind the temple naturally could not see the clues. They all looked at the archbishops in the red and stuck out their palms, as if they had touched them accidentally, and patted the white jade statue...

wrong!

After a moment of dazed, Tang En's expression suddenly changed. It was not that the archbishops in red were trying to do what they wanted, but that they suddenly realized that the statues taken by the other party were all temple-themed statues with strong religious colors.

Of course, this cannot be a coincidence. You should know that there are dozens of decorative statues inside and outside the venue, with different themes, but these are only related to the temple. But these are the statues taken by several archbishops now. In this way, if there is no problem here, it would be really a ghost...

It's complicated, but how long does it take just a tap?

Just the skill between breathing.

The noisy venue, on the high platform, the second prince who came to his senses was sweating profusely, "Calm down, everyone calm down... Chief Joshia, please be sure to restrain your subordinates' behavior..." The shouting was still clamored, and suddenly it was suppressed by a roar.

"Harry! Destroy those statues-"

Outside the venue, Harry, dressed as a waiter, was happily watching the gray-clothed army in the venue, almost applauding. He suddenly heard his name and subconsciously looked up. When the eldest son pointed at the statue behind the temple with a solemn face, he jumped onto the platform... The fat body shivered suddenly, without thinking, and he showed his short dagger, roaring and sacrificing himself to pounce on him.

"Do it! Come on me-"

"Stop them!"

"Be careful and protect your sir!"

"Those who block me will die!"

"You gray-clothed army dare to take action-"

"Uh...what's the case?"

...

As the rabbit rises and falcons falls, no one knows what happened.

The members of the gray space disguised as waiters took the lead under Harry's order. Then the temple group reacted first. Several archbishops in the clothes changed drastically. While ordering the followers to resist, they pulled back. Then the guards of the noble negotiation team came to their senses. Seeing more than ten waiters pulling out short blades and rushing into the field, they thought it was the gray-clothed army who planned to blackmail them, so they hurried into the field to protect their master...

At the end, the nobles and senior generals of the gray-clothed army who were cursing happily in the field were all looking at the outer periphery with a blank look on their faces, completely unaware of what was going on.
Chapter completed!