Silent Crown Chapter 643: Misunderstanding

"—Then, let's start the battle between the red rose and the white rose!"

The black iron whale roars, and his voice resounds in the sky, echoing in everyone's ears, roaring like thunder:

"I will go to this war with all my strength at all costs, until the pure white flag disappears at sea forever!"

"Leave him alone! He is bluffing!"

Leimeng's face was blue, but then, even an outsider could feel the terrifying ether fluctuations from the sky.

"——The petitioner’s main gun warms up!"

He was stiff in place, sweat constantly seeping from his forehead, dripping, and sweating on his back for a moment.

No, this is not right...

Talk is broken!

Before the talks started, the negotiations were still dead.

Ye Qingxuan had no intention of sitting at the negotiating table from the beginning!

Asshole! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

There was chaos on the bridge, and the commander was yelling frantically, holding his collar, but he didn't hear it at all.

What will happen next?

Does that guy really have the guts to attack?

Is it bluffing? Yes, it must be a bluff! He has no courage, he dare not!

But what if... what if he does attack?

The Burgundians will never give up. Ye Qingxuan’s attitude has been fully revealed. I don’t know how much effort the Holy City has taken to finally terminate the Hundred Years Rose War... and this war is still facilitated by the cult...

Once it spreads out, the holy city will go mad and lose all positions. The Scarlet King will personally smash him into pieces.

And next...

"Report! A lot of ether fluctuations in the Royal Fleet!" The observer shouted: "Suspected engine overdrive!"

"Counter-attack! What are you still doing!" The commander roared: "Counter-attack!"

The bone-chilling chill jumped from the heels and rushed to the back of his head, making Raymond fall into an ice cave.

This is the last straw that overwhelms reason.

Looking at the blood smeared in front of his eyes, he finally understood Ye Qingxuan's unquestionable attitude, and he couldn't care about the others, and he was shocked to stop him:

"Wait! Mr. Ye! Please wait..."

The indifferent countdown stopped.

The voice of sneer sounded.

"Now, can we talk?"

Talk?

How to talk?

Leimeng only felt cold all over, and he only felt like a child who was educated by slapped faces. Even if he held an IOU in his hand, it was just a joke in Ye Qingxuan's eyes.

As long as he is cruel, it is no joke to destroy the Phantom Fleet if he detonates the Royal Fleet as an abandoned son.

Now the three parties are in an awkward situation.

Ye Qingxuan's neuropathy is already sitting on the engine that is about to explode, holding the exploding button in his hand.

Either Raymond and the Burgundy commander bow their heads, or...

The war is about to start.

In a short moment, the friction between the two sides has spread across the countries at an astonishing speed, and the shrill communication prompts on the bridges of the two sides have been heard one after another.

Holy City Sacrament Department, Anglo Privy Council, Burgundian Sage Council, Asgard Senate...

"Just after returning to the capital, I saw you making a big mess."

A sighing voice sounded from the bridge: "Lieutenant General, I don't remember that the Wise Council gave you the right to declare war."

"His Royal Highness Don Juan!"

The commander's face changed, he lowered his head and looked terrified: "I am dereliction of duty. I will immediately..."

"No, unfortunately, you have been fired."

The sighing voice became colder: "Next, I will take full control of the Phantom Fleet and inform the Royal Navy of Anglo in the name of the royal family:

——What happened just now was a misunderstanding. "

"Misunderstanding?"

Ye Qingxuan's voice is still not warm.

And Raymond's face turned pale.

Undoubtedly, he was abandoned, and he was mercilessly thrown aside by Burgundy.

"Yes, yes, a misunderstanding."

The young man known as Don Juan sighed: "We have been mistakenly deceived by Bishop Raimon, and we have taken the wrong countermeasures against your fleet, which led to the current situation. Just treat it as an embarrassing joke, everyone pretends to be an embarrassing joke. Smile, and then try to forget about it.

If this is the case, I will thank you, ‘Your Excellency the Presiding Judge’. "

On the bridge of the nomadic mountain, Ye Qingxuan banged on the armrest of the chair, frowning for some reason.

For some reason, such a frivolous tone sounds familiar.

Even if the situation is so tense and the war is about to break out, the opposite party is indifferent to teasing his position, as if he had never cared about Ye Qingxuan's identity.

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, then laughed softly:

"Also...it seems that there is no need to talk to you at all, Bishop Raymond."

Leimeng's face was blue, his red eyes stared at the dark shadow in the sky, gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Amidst the mocking laughter, the nomadic mountain emerging from the clouds cast a dark shadow on the frozen ocean, but the emptiness shadow is like a substance, given weight and nature by the majestic music theory, from the ice Rolling past the layers, burst out a sorrowful roar.

Amidst the loud noise, terrifying heat burst from the sea, and countless layers of ice fell apart and turned into hot steam rising from the surface of the sea. Then, it turned into warm rain and fell from the sky.

In an instant, the frozen sea broke, evaporated, and turned into an ocean again.

Under the guidance of the Nomad Mountain, the Royal Fleet raised its flag and went far away, leaving only Ye Qingxuan's voice echoing above the bridge:

"It's a shame to miss Master Schubert, please say hello to him for me."

In the corner, the old female monk still lowered her eyes, deafening her ears, just chanting the divine admonition in a low voice.

Soon, the order from the Ministry of Sacrament arrived, and did not mention what happened just now, but the words were rare and harsh, ordering Raymond to quickly rush to the market with Schubert.

Raymond's expression was in a trance, and he didn't even say goodbye. After whispering a few words with Sister Schubert, the two of them disappeared silently and hurried away.

Leave only a mess.

Until this time, the dismissed commander was relieved, collapsed in his chair, and stared at the direction of the nomadic mountain, unwilling to say: "I was fooled by that guy's bluff It's..."

"No, Lieutenant General, you don't know him."

The young man named Don Juan said lightly:

"He is serious."

The commander was stunned.

"That's it, my order will be sent to you through the secret channel later,"

Communication is cut off.

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"This has been this since I was a child, Xiao Yezi."

Burgundy, the council of sages, the young man dropped the extinguished ether ball into his pocket and couldn't help whispering softly:

"Whether it is rotten vegetable leaves or broken wooden baskets, as long as someone dares to touch a little bit of yours, you must live with others..."

In the silence, after the solemn seats, there are sixteen members representing the entire Burgundy. The old people who were awarded the title of ‘sage’ looked at him with complex expressions.

"Don Juan, at your request."

The speaker at the forefront knocked the hammer and said in a solemn voice: "We have granted the Lord of Light the Ring of Power and handed over the phantom fleet to your hands.

This is a big gamble for your family and for us. We have given you strength, and now is the time for you to prove your worth.

Time is running out, when will you go to Guixu? "

"Return to the market?"

The young man named Don Juan turned his head back, with a dazed expression: "What is going to the market?"

The expressions of the old people froze for a moment, and immediately became gloomy, the meeting room returned to silence, and the expressions of the wise people became more and more solemn: "Don Juan, what do you mean?"

"I mean, why should I go to Guixu?"

Don Juan didn't know which pocket he took out an apple, wiped it with his hands, took two bites, and asked vaguely: "Besides, I already have the strength, why should I prove my worth to you?"

In the silence, suddenly there was an exclamation of astonishment in the corner.

"My lord, the phantom fleet is back!"

"Go home!"

"Why?"

"Send a transfer order!"

"Don Juan! What do you want to do!"

The wise men ordered angrily, and looked at the smiling young man in front of him coldly, with an unprecedented gloomy expression.

"It's useless, save some snacks."

Don Juan smiled, ignored their chaotic look, and couldn't help but shrug: "I finally got the artificial angels and the phantom fleet. If you don’t take the opportunity to clean up you old men who are in the way, do you want to help the country? Do you contribute?"

Amidst the chaotic footsteps outside the door, the muffled sound of falling to the ground continued to sound.

In the end, heavy army boots kicked the door open, and the burly soldiers rushed in from the door, knocked down all the panicked guards, and dragged out the door.

Soon, the sound of the water bag bursting, there was no more sound.

"Don Juan, my student..."

Among the sages~IndoMTL.com~The old man named Richelieu lowered his eyes and sighed softly: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"Of course it is a coup, sir, please recognize the situation early and help me out?"

Don Juan smiled and replied, "I was originally lacking in strength. I was planning to wait another three years. I didn't expect to be able to take command of the phantom fleet so soon. Xiao Ye Zi, he really helped a lot. Return to the market. Let him.

Now, I will take over here, please don’t resist, and please cooperate with me obediently and block the whole city, first here, then the Legislative Yuan, and then the palace..."

Boom!

A loud noise came from afar, outside the window, a huge burning angel seemed to overlap with the scorching sun, standing high above the sky, suppressing the entire palace in it.

Looking down from a high place, in the city, burning black smoke quickly rose up, and shouts came.

"The action is so fast, is the Bastille prison also done?"

Don Juan blew a whistle, stretched out his hand, and dragged the dumbfounded speaker from his seat. He dragged the chair to the middle and sat down in a comfortable position.

He rested his chin with his palm, looked at their pale expressions, and smiled more and more cheerfully:

"Get ready, old gentlemen.

In one hour, the three-level meeting, which was one hundred and seventy years away, will be reconvened. Presumably, many people will be hanged on street lights in the future...

For the safety of everyone, you can discuss, who will propose to remove the emperor? "

Don Juan knocked on the armrest of the seat and announced softly:

"——The times have changed, and this country will usher in a new owner."

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