"Your Highness, what you should do most right now is go to Winter City, kneel at the feet of the Duke of the North, and beg for his forgiveness."
Mr. Jin repeated his words again.
There was no hesitation, no worry, and no one who felt that such words were inappropriate to say from his mouth because of his identity.
As a human being, Mr. Jiang's situation among trolls is somewhat embarrassing.
Generally speaking, in order to show loyalty to the trolls and to draw a clear line from his past, Mr. Jin's attitude towards humans must be one of hatred.
Even more so than the trolls who hate humans.
This is called "convert fanaticism."
In reality, many of the Chinese "second devils" who are even more extremely hateful than foreigners and crazily slander China are motivated by this mentality.
But now, facing a troll prince who had just died in battle, Mr. Jin persuaded his own son to beg for forgiveness from the enemy.
However, Okamoto suddenly smiled.
He seemed not to be angry at all, or to doubt Mr. Jin's intentions: "Mr. Jin, you should have persuaded my stupid father earlier. If he had been willing to bow to the north, he would not have ended up like he did now!"
Then, he spit out a mouthful of phlegm towards the head on the ground and said disdainfully: "There is an old saying among humans that makes a lot of sense:
If you don't have what it takes to fight a bull, don't wave a red cape!
Haha, look at my stupid father. He knew that he was no match for Marquis Garcia, but seeing that he was not on the front line, he felt that there was an opportunity to take advantage of him. But he also didn't think about it, how could the Black Cavalry just sit back and watch him invade the northern border and ignore him? "
Mr. Jin said nothing.
He would not actively agree with Okamoto to slander Prince Gambic, that would be ungrateful.
Okamoto cursed for a while, and finally seemed to have had enough anger, so he picked up the head again and put it back into the box.
The whole process was full of filial piety.
Picking up the teacup, Okamoto took a big sip and then regained his composure.
"Mr. Jin, is it too late for me to beg the Duke of the North for mercy?"
"But this is your only choice." Mr. Jiang said lightly, "This time, the war potential of the Troll Empire has been almost wiped out by the Black Cavalry. It will be impossible to organize another decent army for at least ten years. The army came to resist the advance of the northern border.
If I were the Duke of the North, I would send troops to raid every once in a while.
Even if the royal city cannot be conquered, the recovery process of the troll empire must be interrupted so that they will never be able to pose a threat to the north again.
Therefore, if you want a chance to recuperate, you must beg for peace from the North! "
Okamoto's fingers lightly tapped on the wooden box, making a thumping sound.
After a long time, he spoke again: "So, will the Duke of the North agree to negotiate peace with me?"
Mr. Jin nodded: "As long as you keep a low profile so that the Duke of the North thinks you are no threat, then his eyes will naturally turn elsewhere.
Think about it, if the threat of trolls is no longer there, then what is the biggest threat to the Duke of the North? "
Okamoto's eyes lit up: "Black Cavalry!"
"That's right!" Mr. Jin nodded, "Although we were fooled by the performance of the two brothers before, I never believe that there is really no grudge between the Marquis of Garcia and the Duke of St. Hilde.
I would rather believe that it was the threat of trolls that made them put aside their past differences and temporarily unite. However, this union is extremely fragile!
Especially this time, the Marquis of Garcia returned to the north with a great victory. How should the Duke of the North reward his good brother?
How could he sleep peacefully under the blade of the Black Cavalry with such terrifying attack power? "
After hearing what Mr. Jin said, Okamoto paced back and forth in the hall excitedly with his hands behind his back.
It was as if in the endless darkness, he finally caught a glimmer of light.
"So, our next key is to provoke a conflict between the Duke of the North and Marquis Garcia!"
"That's right. But it's not just the conflict between these two brothers." Mr. Jin's eyes flashed with a sinister light.
Okamoto was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"As far as I know, the Golden Lion Army of the St. Hilde family is still gathered outside Ice Rock City, and the armies of the major lords in the north are still entrenched in Ice Rock City. The two sides are in a subtle confrontation."
Okamoto didn't know this news either.
Obviously, Mr. Jin has his own eyes in the north.
Okamoto knows this too.
Of course, he would not ask Mr. Jiang who his spy in the north was.
Even now, he still doesn't know the true identity of Mr. Jin.
However, this Mr. Jin has already been recognized by His Majesty the Troll Emperor and the former Prince of the South. It is hard to say that he is loyal to the trolls, but his hatred for the North cannot be faked.
Therefore, Okamoto also chose to believe this Mr. Jin.
At this time, after hearing the news, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Mr. Jin with bright eyes: "Could it be said that the conflict between Duke St. Hilde and the lords under his command has reached this point?"
"At present, it seems that it is indeed the case. The good son of the Duke ruined the 200,000-strong army in the north. Such a tragic defeat would inevitably cause a backlash from the lords in the north. What's more, there is still a black cavalry army standing in front of him. The front attracts the Duke's hatred.
And, don't forget, the Marquis of Garcia also had the surname Saint Hilde. Perhaps a change of master in the North would not be unacceptable to these lords. "
When he heard Mr. Jin mention that Marquis Charles had ruined the 200,000-strong army in the north, Okamoto felt a twinge of pain in his heart and looked at the square box involuntarily.
Obviously, Okamoto feels the same way about this.
"So, there will be chaos in the North!"
"Yes." Mr. Jin looked very confident, "The North is now a bowstring that is stretched to the extreme. As soon as the external threat subsides, internal conflicts will immediately break out!"
"Okay!" Okamoto punched the square box, causing cracks in the box. "After the King Ceremony is over, I will resign from Your Majesty and personally go to the North as envoy!"
"Your Highness is wise."
Okamoto touched the cracks on the wooden box and suddenly remembered something. He turned around and asked, "By the way, I heard that the Duke of the North suddenly had an adopted daughter?"
"Yes, her name is Vera St. Hilde. I met her in the Mage Tower in Yeville. I knew that she had a mysterious origin, but I didn't expect that she was the adopted daughter of the Duke of the North."
"What does she look like?"
"The beauty of the country is heavenly!"
Okamoto nodded with satisfaction and suddenly suggested: "Tell me, if I ask the Duke of the North to marry Miss Vera, will he agree?"
"Of course, the Duke of the North would be happy to have a troll prince as his son-in-law, especially now that he is in urgent need of external help to resolve internal conflicts."
"Hahaha!"
Okamoto's proud laughter echoed in the hall, as if he had already set his sights on a certain beauty.