Chapter 216: Twenty-fourth Episode: Chapter 7-2 (2/2)
”You ... What did you say?”
Oscar rubbed his nose embarrassedly. ”I mean... Her Majesty the Empress will surely facilitate this. She values the relationship between our country and Engels a lot.”
William cautiously eyed O'Neil Andrew Morisette, who was almost speaking conceited nonsense. He was not sure whether the other person was blurting it out due to a slip of the tongue, or he had intentions behind it. If the Head of Andrew really had such an intention…
It was still too early to say. Just when the three parties participating in the meeting thought that conversation was coming to an end, the Farans finally appeared! Prince O'Neil and the Princess of West Percy, rather grudgingly, welcomed the Faran envoy. From its status, one could see how concerned the Faran court was towards the three-party meeting.
Prince Whitney Kristen, the uncle of the Faran Regent of the present age, had the staunchest anti-Titan stance among the figures that held true power within the Faran Kristen Dynasty's old generation. The old man did not even salute when he was faced with a whole house full of young people. He made a huge show of sitting on the master seat, using the tea he brought to prepare a fine beverage. Then, he said some pompous and high-sounding words for the occasion. He only lifted his ass up from the sofa when the owner of the manor was about to set out dinner.
Oscar clenched his fist. He already had enough of this uninvited guest's arrogance and nonsense. After bumping heads with the other person a few times, he finally became hostile.
”Sir, let us be honest, Slovenia already formed a benefit layout to be agreed upon. This process has nothing to do with your country. What does Faran want?”
Prince Whitney Kristen eyed the young Titan Prince with disdain, ”I will send an official diplomatic note to Her Majesty the Empress of your country explaining our country's views on this matter.” This meant that O'Neil Andrew Morisette was not worthy to know.
Oscar stroked his nose. He also did not wish to get tangled up with this old dog who did not have a clear head, ”Very well then, do you need me to tell you Her Majesty the Empress' address and mailbox?”
The old Prince snorted coldly, ”If your country's Empress still has a reason, she will look into the legal responsibility of you and your lackeys' brazen invasion into a sovereign monarchy.
Oscar rolled his eyes, ”Is this the Farans' threat?”
”This is just a conventional friend's word of advice!” Prince Kristen knocked his cane against the floor. ” The threat, on one hand, is of a different content! For example, the second Anti-Titan Alliance? Don't you think this name is quite pleasant to the ears?”
Oscar looked at Princess of West Percy who hung her hand without speaking, then at the Prince of Engels who was smiling. Now was the time to put the alliance to the test.
The Titan Prince held William's arm and flashed a smile at the special Faran Imperial Envoy who had not grasped the situation. ”Sir, everyone is very busy and I will not be seeing you out! However, I also have a piece of advice. If you have the opportunity to go and bathe, remember two things! One, keep a distance away from the Engelish's carriages. I'm not sure which of them has fireworks and firecrackers. Second, don't enter the bathrooms run by the West Percians. I can't be certain whether the female slaves in the house are not religious zealots in hiding.”
The old man wrung his hands and after shooting a glare at the crowd in the room, he turned and left in anger. However, as he was passing the mistress of Etha, he suddenly came to a stop. He only gave Princess Catalina a phrase: ”Sell one's soul for gain!”
The West Percy Princess suddenly stopped the Prince of Faran. ”Sir, this title, the second Anti-Titan Alliance, to my country, it is out of season.”
The Faran Court Special Envoy's eyes widened. He nodded firmly and then with his head held high, strode out of the meeting room.
During the farewell, Oscar held the back of Catalina's hand up and planted a passionate, heavy kiss on it. He said to her, ”Thank you. I mean… for all this!”
Catalina frowned and after her eyes caught a glimpse of the red scar on the Titan Prince's neck, she swiftly averted them.
”You're welcome...”
Oscar scrutinized the other person's expression. He could not read Catalina, neither did he want to spend unnecessary thoughts to figure these things out. If she was wrong, let her continue on. If she earnestly hoped for a normal relationship… the Titan Prince would also welcome it. The Princess of West Percy… the Prince of Titan; this was their relationship. Oscar was no longer an impulsive teenager. There was only one aim for him to restrain his emotions and feign ignorance, but it was now year 801, the 5th month. He did not want anyone to know where his heart belonged, and the refuge of his soul.
From how he saw it, the point in life that was considered the endpoint was an issue that should be explored. However, there was one thing that he was very clear about. In the current world structure and political platform of Titan, he needed a new foothold to unveil his overall ambition and aspiration. Actually… Oscar's greatest ambition and aspiration were not to take over the supreme seat, but to bring his knights to appreciate the vast amount of customs in the great wide world. Just like Slovenia right before his eyes, the Aldrid Sea that was as verdant as lichen, and the Eichin Sea that produced mermaids and countless beautiful myths. O'Neil Andrew Morisette would carve the imprint of Fierce Tigers and Narcissus on all these.
To tell the truth... Didn't this kind of thing make one excited beyond reason, simply by just thinking about it?
”But... Is such an arrangement good or bad?” Janin Sherman's muttering caught Oscar's attention.
”What do you mean?” Prince Titan looked up in confusion. The three-way alliance with Engels and West Percy had been through repeated demonstration.
The Head of the Military Intelligence Southern Sub-bureau's eyes widened, ”You really don't know, or are you just acting ignorant?”
Oscar was already a little annoyed. No one had ever questioned him this way, ”Janin, you have to let me know where exactly is there a problem?”
General Sherman spread his hands, ”My Lord, this is originally your family's matter, I should not have asked! But, if you insist on marrying Lady Elizabeth off to that Prince William… then what will become of the child?”
Oscar suddenly made a time-out gesture. ”Child? What child?”
”You don't know?” Janin suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.
”Just what is it about?” Oscar grabbed at the other man's collar violently.
”The secret agent who was in charge of guarding Lady Elizabeth returned a report saying that...The clinic that the Lady often visited prescribed her with a one month of tocolytics! I… I thought you definitely knew…”
Oscar withdrew his hands, trembling. For a brief moment, he had lost the ability to think.