black queen hypothesis

Beckinsale's doubts were not well answered, because it was time for the small-scale imperial meeting.Vilas asked her to summarize the main points of the meeting in the morning to other participants, and after discussion, she made a final revision to the materials to be used for the peace talks.

"Basically that's it," Vilas finally concluded, while looking around, "Everyone knows what to do?"

The four people in front of him—the Prime Minister, the Chief Justice, the Defense Minister, and the Foreign Minister—all nodded.Soon, the last three people put the minutes of the meeting in their portable recorders and left.The Prime Minister was left alone again because he still had something to confirm.

"Your Highness," Fitz stared at Vilas through the translucent three-dimensional star map still suspended in midair, "What do you think the Federation wants most from the peace agreement?"

"Return to the original state." Vilas replied calmly, from tone to expression. "It's a good thing for them to keep that middle ground."

The logic of ordinary people is of course that it is better to keep what you have, but since Fitz will soon take the position of Prime Minister, he has a more far-sighted vision. "Could it be that you mean..." The federation deliberately set up an external target to ensure relative unity within?

Vilas neither affirmed nor denied.

Seeing his reaction, Fitz guessed that it should be the default. "The Federation's information protection level is the highest, and our spies have not received relevant information." He asked further, "I dare to ask, why are you so sure?"

This is basically a replica of Beckinsale's problem.Vilas narrowed his eyes imperceptibly, and in a short period of time, his mind had gone back and forth twice. "I have my sources."

Fitz was a little surprised, because generally Vilas would not use such an ambiguous expression—it was a bit like avoiding it. "You mean..." He lowered his voice consciously, "Some illegal channels?"

Vilas thought about this question seriously.Silvio invited him to the presidential residence, and he didn't deliberately look at the things in those people's heads; however, there are too many opportunities to contact him, and he can always get a little information-after all, few people can do it all the time They all ensure that their mental barriers are perfect——

It was as if a hole had been broken in the wall. Passers-by glanced casually and saw the flowers and plants planted in the yard inside the wall.

It's really not easy to put on the table, but it can't be said to be illegal, right?After all, anyway, Sylvio is as clear as a mirror in his heart...

Fitz only heard that Vilas had three chapters with Sivio, but he didn't know the content, let alone the cohabitation incident later. "Will the Federation find out?"

Vilas was still thinking that Silvio might have let him see it on purpose, so he shook his head decisively. "Definitely not."

"Based on your personal relationship with the President?" Fitz asked immediately.

Vilas now had to come to the conclusion that he seemed to have hit too many nerves by asking Silvio to go fishing. "All I can say about this," he spread his hands slightly, "no matter what his personal relationship with me is, it will not affect the Empire and the Federation."

This blocked a whole bunch of questions that Fitz hadn't asked yet.He cleared his throat and lowered his eyelashes at the same time: "It was I who overstepped. In that case, please allow me to take my leave first, Your Highness."

Vilas nodded and watched the other party salute and leave.When the door was closed again, he sighed silently——

Almost all Sentinels would be attracted to him, he had known; but now for the first time he realized that too wide a range of compatible pheromones was also a problem.It's too difficult to deal with things that don't combine the favor of Sentinel's subordinates.If it is not done well, it will become even worse than Smitz's terrible prediction...

Thinking of the pirate leader, Vilas unconsciously shook goose bumps all over his body.At present, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, he reminded himself; the first priority is not to announce the other half he believes, but to catch the turbulent factors lurking in the empire.If he didn't, his close relationship with Silvio would only make them both bigger targets.

On the other end, Fitz was hurrying through the high, holy arcades of the palace.Along the way, the guards on duty all lowered their eyebrows when they saw him; and because of this, no one noticed his unconscious frowning.

But this situation was quickly broken.Just when Fitz passed by a dark corner where the sun couldn't shine, a voice suddenly appeared from that corner: "What did your Highness say?"

This suddenness would startle ordinary people, but Fitz's reaction was to stop, and the crease between his brows deepened. "He didn't say anything."

"Really?" The voice seemed to have a bit of a strange smile, "To be honest, I can understand, after all, you sentries can't resist such a guide."

Fitz developed a puff of offended anger. "You care too much." He said coldly.

The voice smiled nonchalantly. "Well, this is indeed not within the scope of our cooperation. But," he changed the subject, "if you don't know His Highness' intentions at all, how can we guarantee that we will succeed in the future?"

"'We'?" Although Fitz was still angry, he still grasped the key. "Is this what you want to ask, or what the other side wants to ask?"

"Don't divide it so carefully," the voice laughed again, "We are all in the same boat."

Fitz didn't reply, but the look on his face made it clear that at least he didn't feel that he and the voice were in the same boat.

"Okay, okay, in order to avoid the benefactor getting angry, just take it as what I want to ask." The voice nonchalantly took all the responsibility on himself, "The benefactor wants me to remind you that our Highness and the federal president next door Your relationship is not ordinary."

After yesterday, everyone thought so.thought Fitz, not thinking about it at all. "Then?"

"Then?" The voice repeated, seeming to be full of interest, "The benefactor doesn't want to see them unite... Oh, it's not good to have a tacit understanding."

Fitz couldn't help but wonder how many people were secretly hoping that the empire and the federation would make some big troubles. "Then you go back and tell him," he said, with a stiff tone, "his expectations of me are too high."

"You mean you can't do anything?" the voice sneered.

"What I mean is that I only do what I have agreed upon before." Fitz replied, not saying that he was not tough, "If he wants what you said, then he may need to pay more—for example, find a more reliable collaborators."

These words obviously mean something.The voice suddenly changed two tones: "I don't need you to worry about this."

The conversation broke up badly.It wasn't until the breath that couldn't be ignored disappeared that Fitz stood still for two seconds before moving on.If you want him to do more, there is no way; if you even want to know more, there is no way!

In any case, this little episode had no effect on the closed-door meeting in the afternoon.When the personnel from both sides filed into the conference hall, there was no smell of gunpowder smoke at all-partly because of the good contact between the two sides so far, and partly because of the presence of Vilas.

"Everyone, please sit down." When he said this, there was a little smile on his face.

Silvio nodded back and walked to his place first.The people behind him exchanged glances slightly and sat down one by one.

The negotiation table is a traditional long table arranged face to face, with five seats on each side, and the main seat in the middle.As soon as Vilas raised his eyes, he saw Silvio watching him from the opposite side, with a strong sense of presence. "Sitting here today has already demonstrated the efforts of both of us." He pressed his heart to ask Silvio immediately, and continued his opening remarks, "I think no one needs more introduction."

Everyone nodded slightly in agreement.Silvio looked at himself, and then his eyes fell back on Vilas. "Your Highness is right. Let's just talk straight and honest?"

After receiving this instruction, Union simply took out the materials he had prepared a long time ago and distributed them one by one.The data is stored in special transceivers, each no bigger than the nail cap of a pinky finger.Hold it in the palm of your hand, and it will be able to project the data inside into the mental image of the verified user, and the degree of confidentiality is quite strong.

What is written in it will never be the final bottom line acceptable to the Federation, Vilas is very clear.No matter what Silvio said to him, face-saving bargaining is essential.So he nodded slightly, motioning for Fitz to do the same.

Both sides got the draft of the other party's peace agreement, of course, they had to spend some energy on reading comprehension first.However, the two chiefs are completely exceptions——

You really did it on purpose.Seeing that other people's eyes were empty and they had clearly entered the spiritual scene, Vilas took the initiative to open the spiritual connection.

What intention?Silvio's reply didn't pause at all, indicating that he had been waiting early in the morning.

Still pretending... Vilas snorted softly in his heart.Let me stay with you for a few days... Can you tell me what your idea is?Just to confuse pirates, huh?

More importantly, hit your mind.Silvio, on the other hand, was generous.

If it weren't for his acting skills, Vilas's current deadpan expression would be ruined-I seriously warn you, you'd better finish it all at once.

Silvio grinned.Do you think I deliberately sacrificed something in exchange for your trust in the Federation's attitude, so that the peace talks can go smoothly?

Are you going to deny it?Vilas asked rhetorically, because he thought it was obvious.

No, because I can only admit that I think it is worthwhile to have your confidence, both for the Federation and for me personally.Silvio replied in this way, and then added another sentence——Didn't I say it earlier?I know you'd be a good partner.

Vilas only thought of the word "kill three birds with one stone" for a moment.Are you really a Sentinel?He had to wonder.

Silvio laughed unconsciously.True to form, and once a Dark Sentinel.

The first half of the sentence is okay, but the second half of the sentence in the current situation seems like some kind of flirting hidden under the surface of seriousness.Vilas felt the familiar blushing and heartbeat again, and had to solemnly warn the other party - pay attention to the scale, Sivio.

Oh, it's finally your turn to say this to me?Silvio's reply was not without ridicule.

Vilas immediately recalled the ball at the Rico Palace Hotel, and couldn't help moaning from the bottom of his heart—did you do it on purpose?

Silvio just smiled.If his cabinet members could divert their attention from the peace agreement to their own president at this time, they would be stunned with shock——

So who really can make His Excellency the President show such a gentle expression? !

The author has something to say: Your Excellency the President is a pure sesame stuffing~