Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 374: Great Sage Rudy

However, except for the lord, no one in the Debe delegation has the leisure to go shopping. The meeting will officially begin in three days. By then, it is hard to imagine how much talk will be worn out, and how many compromises and filth will be involved.

Just thinking about it makes people so nervous that they can’t sleep, so how can they have the energy to visit Florence?

After the Holy Sith's Minister of Foreign Affairs left, Prince Luofu closed the door and cast a spell.

"I have cast a soundproof barrier to prevent any insects from eavesdropping. Please feel free to speak freely on the topic below." Luo Fu first set the tone for the meeting.

Then he sat down leisurely beside her and turned his eyes to Levi who was sitting in the main seat.

This was a small study room with bookshelves on both sides and a long pink table in the middle. The chairs on both sides were filled with ministers who were attending the meeting of the Derby delegation.

"Ahem, the purpose of our attending this meeting is to maximize Debe's interests as much as possible, so everyone please try your best to do this, and don't worry even if you encounter any trouble. His Majesty Haaland and I are your strongest backing." Levi crossed his legs, tapped the desk rhythmically with his fingers, and said slowly and steadily.

If this sentence was said by someone else, it would sound a bit like bragging, but when it came out of the mouth of the Lord of High Cliff Castle, the Debe envoys applauded and their faces flushed, and they immediately felt that this meeting was full of confidence!

"Then let's begin the internal meeting." Levi spread his hands and let the ministers discuss. He listened quietly at the side, adding a sentence from time to time to prove his presence.

The lord knows his own limitations. He was appointed as the chief envoy of the diplomatic mission by his father-in-law, His Majesty Harland. In fact, the main purpose was to use force to intimidate others. It was not his turn to deal with such trivial matters.

The ministers in front of him who have been talking all their lives are much better than him.

"Some of you may not know that the weather in Derby has been very bad in the past two years, resulting in a serious reduction in grain production in many places. The agricultural situation is quite bad. Even in the trade with the Holy West, the share of grain has increased to an unimaginable level." Prince Luofu said calmly: "If the weather does not change, then Derby will no longer be self-sufficient in food and can only rely on trade with other countries. This is something a country cannot tolerate."

He stroked the magic ring on his hand and said seriously: "Food is more important than the backbone for both the country and the gentlemen present here."

Levi was not very surprised by this. High Cliff Castle was located in the wilderness and he could better understand the harshness of the environment. The reason why the old people in the Cass Mountains were so easily recruited by High Cliff Castle was because they were almost starving to death.

If it weren't for the soil fertility technique and the food looted from the southern border, Gaoya Castle would have run out of food long ago.

"That's right. To put it bluntly, war is a battle of logistics. Without logistics, we can all just forget about it. What's the point of fighting a war?" Levi agreed with what Luo Fu said.

"Why don't we ask the Holy Sith Kingdom to provide us with some food aid in parliament? The climate here is much better than ours, so there will definitely be no shortage of food." The ministers began a heated discussion and gave a seemingly good suggestion.

After all, the three countries are now united to deal with the Persian Gulf Empire, so providing some food aid is nothing.

But Levi just rolled his eyes at this suggestion. These guys are all armchair talkers and have no idea how to fight a war.

If someone else is really responsible for logistics, then Derby should not fight this war. It is better to just become a vassal state and do the dirty work. Maybe it can even get some benefits afterwards.

"This won't do. If we really hand over our logistics to someone else, it would be like handing Debe's neck into someone else's hands." Fortunately, there was not a single minister who was completely ignorant of military affairs and they immediately objected.

However, Luo Fu stopped their discussion and said, "Everyone should know that the weather in the Persian Gulf Empire is warmer and more humid, and agriculture is extremely developed, especially the Jinsu Luo Plain surrounding the Golden River, which has always been known as the 'God's Womb'. The grain production there accounts for one-third of the Persian Gulf Empire. Every autumn harvest season, the carriages carrying grain are enough to fill up the city of Gonda."

"Our food supply can barely sustain a war, so as long as we annex this grain factory area of ​​the Persian Gulf Empire, Debe's problem will be solved."

Before everyone could rejoice, Luo Fu rubbed his brow and said, "But the key point is that there are a lot of magical metal deposits in this Jinsuluo Plain. It is no exaggeration to say that this place is full of gold. No one in the Three Kingdoms will watch this rich land fall into the hands of others."

The mission given by Prince Luofu was particularly troublesome - "Anyway, your majesty's intention is to let Debe attack this area as much as possible. We will be right even if we argue about the ownership afterwards."

The meeting ended quickly and the envoys returned to their respective rooms to rest.

"Lord Levi, we meet again." As a result, halfway through the journey, the Muslim squeezed through the helpless eyes of several halberd guards.

"Why are you here again?" Levi was helpless. He waved his hand to let the guards leave and simply strolled around the manor with the Muslims.

"I heard about your base from other people and came here." Muslim smiled, but he couldn't help but feel envious as he looked at the manor: "Your accommodation here is obviously much better than ours, and there is even a man-made lake."

"When you have a dragon knight in Taylorssi, you will also be able to enjoy the same treatment." Levi responded indifferently.

In this world, wherever there are people, there will be people who will look down on others and treat them differently. Not to mention intelligent creatures, even ordinary animals cannot avoid this. Although both are envoys from two major countries, one of the main envoys is gifted but still just a wizard, while the other is a legendary dragon knight with a great reputation. Anyone can see which one is more important.

Muslim nodded seriously, and then asked curiously: "Master Levi, can you tell me about how you killed the Balrog?"

So you’re another admirer of mine?
The lord understood something instantly and felt much better. He always had great patience when facing his admirers.

In the midst of another exaggerated and vivid statement, the Muslim who came to his senses could only exclaim in amazement: "Lord Levi is indeed worthy of being called the son of the god of war!"

"Damn it, I've always been promoting myself as the reincarnation of the God of War, how come I was suddenly demoted to a lower generation and became the son of a loser?" Li Wei was so angry that he almost choked on his breath, but then he thought that arguing with a fool would make him look petty.

"If I was as strong as Lord Levi at that time, I would not have let that Balrog kill so many people." Muslim said somewhat dejectedly.

Levi asked casually out of curiosity.

Unexpectedly, a portal to the abyss appeared not only in Debe, but also in Telesi, and Muslims also participated in that battle.

Unfortunately, the result was very different from Debe's. They paid the price of many soldiers and priests' lives before they killed the Balrog and closed the portal.

In fact, this is also normal, there is a gap between legends. As both are legends, dragons must be stronger than humans who are also legends. This is the advantage brought by their innate race.

Back in the Bone Fortress, the Balrog and Mandela were both epic, but even with the help of so many people, they were still beaten. In the end, it was Levi who turned the tide.

As for the Lord? Naturally, he is not included.

"You've performed very well. Without you, more people might have died." The lord, who claimed to be the elder, reached out and patted the other's shoulder.

"His Holiness the Pope has always said that I am gifted and very powerful, and everyone has high hopes for me. But I can't even save the people I want to save. Someone like me must disappoint everyone." The Muslim looked so miserable that he was just about to find a rope to commit suicide.

"Young man, be more confident in yourself." Levi rolled his eyes at this, "And don't think too much. You are not me. No one will pay so much attention to you."

"That's right, so becoming Lord Levi is my goal!" The Muslim quickly regained his confidence.

"It's a good thing to have confidence." Levi nodded in agreement with his hands behind his back.

The more people want to be him, the more successful he is, which only makes him feel very happy, but he still has to pretend to be calm on the surface.

"Thank you, Lord Levi, for clearing up my confusion." Muslim scratched his head, "I don't have any gift to thank you for. How about I take you to see the great sage, Lord Rudy?"

Levi didn't say a word, but just gave the other party a solid eye roll, the meaning of which was obvious - you kid can brag better than me, Sir.

The rank of alchemist, the Great Sage, is just like the Great Mage among magicians, the Sword Master among fighting spirits, and the legendary Templar in Holy Light. They are all legendary powerhouses at the top of the pyramid and can easily turn a small city into ruins.

It is no exaggeration to say that for people below the legendary level, although they are not gods yet, they are already like facing gods and are almost unable to resist.

He is extremely strong, his status is extremely high, his knowledge is as profound as the sea, and his temper is naturally worse than that of ordinary people.

Strong men of this level have joined the royal family on the surface, but in fact they are basically affiliated with the royal family. One party provides the necessary resources, and the other party provides the military force. The two parties are not in a superior-subordinate relationship.

Levi believed that if he went to visit the other party, the other party would definitely meet him because they were both legends and dragon knights. But let alone Muslims, even if the current Queen of the Holy Sith wanted to bring a foreign guest to see the other party, she would probably need to make an appointment in advance.

"Really!" Muslim scratched his hair, "My teacher and Master Rudy are close friends. I often visit him since I was a child. This time I came to visit him with the teacher's permission."

"Then it's not a good idea to bring outsiders with you, right?" It would be a lie for Levi to say that he didn't want to go.

After all, he is the teacher of Her Majesty the Queen, the only great sage left in the medieval continent, a monument who masters the mysteries of alchemy, and a living fossil who best embodies the pinnacle of alchemy in the world.

"Master Rudy is very good to me and he will definitely not mind me bringing outsiders, not to mention that you are now a legend and a dragon knight." The Muslim looked confident.

"Then is it okay for me to bring one more person?" Levi asked.

"no problem."

After getting a positive answer, Levi turned around and went back to the base in High Cliff Castle. He told Tiffany to keep an eye on the fool Zat, and then hurried away with Mil.

Then the three of them walked out of the manor, only to see the Muslims waiting very skillfully on a street with a sign waving their hands. Soon a pink octopus spider full of gears and various machines came over, with several cowhide saddles on its back and a parasol on top.

Your Lordship was somewhat surprised that the means of transportation of the citizens of Florence were so advanced that even creatures created by alchemy were used as mounts.

But his doubts were soon explained.

"Sir, there are actually very few Furnace Spiders, and they are generally used to receive foreign guests so that you can experience the customs and culture of Florence firsthand." The person operating the mechanical spider was a middle-aged man with a top hat and a mustache. He took off his hat very elegantly and saluted.

There was an imperceptible gleam in his eyes. The common people in Florence were not as rich as those from outside. To make money, he had to earn it from these rich people.

With his years of trained vision, he could tell that the handsome young man in the lead was dressed gorgeously and looked very rich, but he didn't wear any jewelry that showed his status, so he might be very stingy.

The Muslim skillfully climbed onto this unique means of transportation, and Levi and Mir also learned to sit on it. The Muslim then reported the destination, but after waiting for a long time, the other party did not start to move.

Just when Levi thought it might be broken, the middle-aged man with a mustache turned his head and smiled embarrassedly, then stretched out his index and middle fingers and put them together to make a rubbing gesture with his thumb.

Every country has different customs and practices, but the meaning of this gesture is almost universal across the continent, and that is - money.

"Give me money." Levi turned his head and looked at the Muslim again.

"Lord Levi, my pockets are cleaner than my face. I just used my money to help a poor and helpless mother and daughter this morning. I swear!" The Muslim blinked his eyes, looking very innocent.

God took pity on him. It wasn't that he didn't want to pay. His money was strictly monitored every day and only a certain amount could be used. As a result, one morning he saw an old mother and her daughter begging helplessly. He couldn't bear it and gave them all the money and the fried cakes he had just bought.

To be honest, he hasn't eaten yet.

“Are you trying to default on your debt?” The middle-aged man’s face darkened visibly, because it seemed that he had chosen the right person.

(End of this chapter)