honor me as god

Chapter 641
What Perseus said was very factual, not only expressing the same blood and unanimous recognition to the outside world, but also not denying the independence of the desert forces, and still conducting dialogue in a cooperative manner.

It can be seen that talking like this made Huerlit very comfortable. She leaned back on the chair, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she quickly got to the point: "I want 100 boxes of jewelry like this on the table, and I will give them as rewards." soldiers under my command."

Doguland has a vast land and rich resources, so many mining areas, and thousands of craftsmen. Perseus will not bring any counter-offer for this kind of jewelry: "deal."

But obviously, Huerlit's conditions are more than that. She continued: "In this war, our oasis stronghold has suffered a very severe blow, and the supply line has been torn apart. Dogrand will share the logistics system with the desert, and all the supplies and supplies will be destroyed. , all funded by you.”

To be honest, this kind of condition feels a bit parasitic. Not many generals would be happy to use their own food and grass to support other people's soldiers.

But anyway, it was only for a while, and after the battle, they would go back to their respective homes, and both sides had to show some sincerity if they wanted to cooperate deeply. Perseus just paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "Deal."

Huerlit's conditions are still more than this: "The bloody sand battle, coupled with this invasion of the Far East, my tribe's soldiers suffered heavy losses. After the war, we signed a non-aggression agreement for at least ten years and recuperated."

This condition doesn't even need to be specifically mentioned by Huerlit, Perseus already had this idea.

In order for the desert to become a natural barrier for Dogrand, the power of the desert cannot be too strong, otherwise it will become another threat, but it cannot be too weak.

If the power of the desert is too weak, there is no point in becoming a barrier at all.

Ten years of non-aggression and recuperation will not only reduce the pressure on the border defense of Dogorand, but also allow the desert forces to take a breath. It can be said to be a win-win situation.

Perseus agreed without thinking: "Deal."

Huerlit: "There is one last condition."

Bolton was not as calm as Perseus. He just felt that the other party was too domineering if he didn't break the terms, so he couldn't help cursing: "You woman, why are you talking so much nonsense? Take an opportunity to make money like crazy, right? You It's best to restrain me a little bit!"

As soon as Bolton finished speaking, he was slapped on the back of the head by Perseus, and he remained silent.

Perseus raised his chin to Huerlite, signaling to continue.

Huerlit blinked, stretched out her slender fingers, and pointed at Bolton: "This man has entered into a marriage contract with me to be my husband."

"Success" Perseus just blurted out subconsciously, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and was stunned for a moment, "What did you say???"

Bolton was also stupid, he slapped the table directly: "How dare you humiliate me?!"

Perseus stretched out his hand and asked with a strange look on his face, "This is a joke, isn't it?"

Huerlit snorted coldly, her eyes were very serious: "Who is joking with you, is this a place for joking?"

"No. Father, this?" Bolton was stunned, speechless.

Obviously, this was not what Perseus expected at all, and he was also stunned. After a long silence, he asked, "I don't quite understand. Why did you raise such a condition?"

Huer Lite: "Nothing special. I am 29 years old. For the future of the desert, I need to start thinking about the issue of children. My husband must be a man who is strong enough to be recognized by me. Those Dadan in the tribe are not It meets my criteria for choosing a spouse."

At this point, Huerlit pointed at Bolton again: "This man has defeated me on the battlefield. He is a rare warrior, and he is qualified to be my husband."

Bolton was already dumbfounded. He had only heard of the pie in the sky, but he hadn't heard of the wife falling in the sky. He wasn't prepared for it at all.

Moreover, generals like Bolton are likely to be a bit macho. If you say you are engaged, you are engaged?How dare you overwhelm your husband?He couldn't help it immediately, and scolded angrily: "Are you kidding me! I will never marry a woman who is 3 years older than me! Father, drive her away, there is no more talk!"

Huerlit's eyes froze, and she sneered and said, "Even the fiercest Dadan in the tribe dare not speak to me like that. Man, you managed to attract my attention. King Perseus, this is your son, you It’s up to you—give it to me, or not.”

Perseus is now one head and two older. Solandelle was taken by the archbishop of the Scarlet Church when she was very young, and she made a secret marriage contract with Mimoro. Are their children so sought after?

If it was someone else who was not that important, Perseus would have made the decision immediately, but Bolton had a special status. He was the seventh prince of Doggrand and a general in the army. Engagement was not a child's play.

In such a short period of time, it was difficult for Perseus to weigh the pros and cons, so he could only persuade him: "Well, the first three conditions are fine, and I agree to them all. The fourth condition. Let's take it easy on things like marriage contracts. I can't make a hasty decision like this, I'll write this down first, and after the battle is over, you two can discuss things slowly."

Bolton blushed anxiously: "No! What are you discussing! Father, I will not marry this woman!"

Huer Lite: "If you don't marry me, who will you marry?"

Bolton stared and choked back: "I won't follow anyone! Can't I find a noble daughter?"

"Heh." Huerlit smiled disdainfully, and said proudly, "A noble daughter who is more powerful and stronger than me, can you show me one?"

"I'm sick! This woman's brain is definitely sick!" Bolton couldn't sit still, and walked away without stopping, saying harshly, "No! Don't say anything! Help this battle if you like, If you don't help, go to the court to make you king, anyway, I won't get married!"

After Bolton left, there were only three people from the desert force left in the conference room, as well as Perseus and Chino.

Perseus looked sad, he glanced at Kino next to him intentionally or unintentionally, and asked Huerlit tentatively: "Why don't you consider this one?"

Chino: "?"

Huerlit took a look at Kino, nodded approvingly, but quickly looked away: "Kino van Helsing, Dusk Reaper's other conditions are very good, I am very satisfied, except that he is too beautiful , doesn’t fit my aesthetics, I prefer the one just now.”

Chino: "."

Perseus kept scratching his head, and his tone was very perfunctory: "Let's talk about it, let's talk about it. The war is coming soon, and it is not suitable to discuss the marriage. Like I said, I will write this down first, and discuss the details after the battle is over."

"Okay, when the time comes, I'll come to ask for someone." Hu Erlite did things very simply, directly took the imperial decree to confer the king on fire, threw it on the ground, and strode away from the meeting room, probably going back to prepare her own army. .

After Huerlit left, Perseus leaned on the seat and kept rubbing his temples: "I should really have a few more children."

Kino was silent for a moment, and asked, "I heard that you sent Solandelle to the Frozen Fortress?"

Perseus raised his head and looked out the window, nodded: "A workout. She should have arrived."

(End of this chapter)