105: Second Book

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"Your Majesty, another war would be detrimental to our people," pleaded the advisor, his voice tinged with urgency and concern.

Another one kneel in front of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, it is imperative that we establish diplomatic ties with the Kingdom of Frizet," urged the Baron, emphasizing the necessity of fostering relations with the neighboring realm for the betterment of both nations.

Kaizer's lip twitched slightly as he observed the chaotic scene unfolding before him

The emperor's pale complexion betrayed the worsening of his illness, casting a somber shadow over the urgent matter at hand. It was imperative to discuss the issue and exert pressure on the emperor to make wise decisions, especially given the recent cessation of the Nacos war. Another conflict would undoubtedly provoke objections from the citizens of the empire, potentially fracturing their faith in the emperor's leadership and causing rifts within the empire.

Worst scenario could lead to rebellion and that is something they must avoid from happening.

"The Kingdom of Fritz differs greatly from the Biscotti Kingdom. Under their wise ruler, they've achieved prosperity, and their people are renowned warriors," explained the advisor. "Engaging in conflict with them wouldn't be a simple matter of victory, especially considering their established diplomatic ties with neighboring empires."

Sensing the emperor's growing anger, the Baron swiftly interjected, adding, "Of course, Your Majesty, our empire is formidable. However, it would be unwise to unnecessarily antagonize potential allies. Creating more enemies at this juncture could prove detrimental to our interests."

"Enough!"

The emperor slam his hand on the table and glance at the grand duke.

"Enough with the incessant chatter," the emperor commanded, his voice cutting through the tension. "I wish to hear the opinion of the grand duke."

Kaizer raised an eyebrow, his expression tinged with amusement as he observed the emperor's frustration.

The emperor, unable to conceal his irritation, clenched his fist while simultaneously massaging his forehead, a silent gesture of his mounting stress.

"Peace treaty is not impossible."

The advisors and nobles' eyes lit up with anticipation as they turned their gaze towards the grand duke, awaiting his insight and guidance on the pressing matter at hand.

"Provided our empire can offer something of significant value in return."

The room fell into silent.

"I've heard rumors that the crown prince is in search of a bride. Regrettably, our empire lacks a princess of royal blood to offer in marriage. Our only alternative is to propose the exchange of territory. However, relinquishing land of strategic importance to both the empire and our citizens is not a decision to be made lightly. It seems we're left with no option but to prepare for conflict."

The nobles face turn dark when they realize something.

"The crown prince of the Frizet Kingdom studied at our empire's academy, correct?"

"Yes, indeed. I recall he was an exchange student for several months and departed shortly after the borders reopened following the Nacos War."

"Then how---"

The voice of one of the advisors was abruptly silenced as the guard stationed outside the door interrupted, his voice echoing through the chamber. "Your Majesty, the messenger urgently requests an audience. He bears a letter from the Kingdom of Frizet."

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