Cassius nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
But his gaze went beyond the envoy, looking at the dozens of boxes of gold behind him.
The strong ogres were struggling to carry the boxes, transporting them to a steam locomotive waiting nearby—these new transport tools were already being used in many places.
Even the ogres, sensing the heavy weight inside the boxes, vaguely guessed that they were filled with gold, but the presence of the Red Dragon quashed any delusions.
"Not bad."
"Indeed, it's two million gold coins. It seems your sincerity exceeds my expectations."
Sachsie pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his forehead, then bowed again with his scepter raised.
"Of course, His Majesty values your empire greatly. He hopes we can achieve a peaceful and friendly relationship, which is why he sent me here."
"This is the sincerity of the Kingdom of Thrace and the sincerity given by His Majesty Wilhelm."
