Kyle raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "My Lord, it seems that you have never received military pay."

Weilin's hand, which was about to pick up the teacup, suddenly froze in mid-air, and the tea created ripples in the cup.

Although one month's military salary is insignificant to me, it adds up to a considerable fortune.

Weilin put away the grief in his heart, took a sip of tea, and slowly said: "Forget it, five years of military pay, if it's gone, then it's gone. I don't live on military pay anyway."

Seeing his master say this, Kyle put away the idea of ​​comforting himself.

"By the way, I will serve as the deputy chief negotiator of the negotiation team this time, and you will accompany me."

"Yes."

Hearing this, Kyle answered without hesitation.

"Okay, you go down first."

"Subordinates retire."

Kyle bowed and saluted, then left the tent, ready to continue looking for the extraordinary knowledge recorded in the Angel's Heart.

The gift from the Lord cannot be left there as a decoration.

The road ahead is long and he cannot stop moving forward.

After watching Kyle leave, Weilin placed the teacup on the table, sat on the cushion, leaned back, looked at the dome of the tent, and consoled himself: "A small magic crystal mine in that demiplane is enough to pay my military salary for ten years."

"It's just five years of military pay, so let's not talk about it."

A few minutes later, Weilin took out "The Travels of Mitte" and began to read it as if no one was around.

There are still more than two months before the negotiations, which means that I only have this much leisure time left.

When the negotiations are over, it means it's time to go home.

When I returned to Qixing Territory, a lot of things were waiting for me.

"Never mind, let's just be lazy first."

Throwing away all distracting thoughts from his mind, Weilin soon immersed himself in the story.

……

In the large floating city in the north of Asun City in the Asun Province, the Third Kingdom of the Holy Dawn, in the headquarters of the human coalition forces, the commander of the human coalition forces, Silas Alcaeus Raycroft, summoned the personnel who were about to go to Hayena City in the south of the Flan tribal area of ​​the Coles United Kingdom for negotiations.

In the hall, a woman in armor walked out of the queue, bowed respectfully to Silas who was sitting in the upper seat, and replied: "Commander, the negotiation team should have 17 people, but there are actually 16 people. Please give your instructions."

Silas looked past the red-armored woman and at the other members of the negotiation team, and relevant information emerged in his mind.

Euphemia Hirore, princess of the Holy Shia Orc Kingdom, second deputy chief negotiator of the negotiation team.

Sancta Belfas, the eldest son of the current king of the Kingdom of Belfas and the third deputy chief negotiator of the negotiation team.

Isolde Dawnlight, the eldest son of the Grand Duke of Dawnlight and translator of the negotiation team.

……

Ostara, the granddaughter of that guy Kenasis, and the seventh recorder of the negotiation team.

As per past practice, the negotiation team consists of six to eight people.

However, due to some factors, the number of people in the negotiation team more than doubled.

"I have only one request for this negotiation. I will take the Hesern tribal area as the bottom line and strive for as much benefit as possible for the church on this basis."

"Yes."

Except for the head of the negotiation team, the others were a little nervous and answered.

Seeing this, Silas smiled gently and said, "A month later, the negotiation team will set off for the headquarters of the Ninth Corps of the United Kingdom of Coles."

"During this period of time, except for the information with the highest confidentiality level, all other documents recording this war will be given to you."

"I hope you won't let me down."

"Okay, Seraphina stay, everyone else go down and get some rest."

"Yes."

Everyone saluted again to show their respect, slowly stepped back a few steps, and turned to leave.

A few minutes later, when there were only two people left in the hall, Silas waved to Seraphina, motioning her to come over to him.

Upon hearing this, Seraphina put her right hand on her chest and saluted in a standard military salute, and said in a cold voice: "Commander-in-chief, according to Article 3523 of the Xiwaru Military Regulations, foreign generals cannot get within three meters of the commander when they meet him."

Silas smiled and shook his head, then said, "There is no distinction between superiors and subordinates here. It's just that I, a middle-aged man, want to talk to my daughter."

Seraphina's expression remained unchanged as she said in a deep voice, "As long as you keep your armor on, you must abide by military regulations."

Silas raised his fingertips slightly, and the red armor on Seraphina's body suddenly turned into flowing light and dissipated, revealing her true face hidden underneath.

She had a cold and calm face, with her long platinum-colored hair falling naturally, and the ends of her hair emitting tiny golden rays under the magic light.

His eyes were full of ups and downs, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

At this moment, she still stood in a military posture, her thin white shirt outlining her slender yet upright figure. Even after removing her armor, the sharpness in her bones had not diminished in the slightest.

"Now that I have no armor," Silas said, a loving look appeared in his eyes. "Isn't it time for you to listen to what your father has to say?"

Seraphina remained standing in the same place and said to Silas respectfully, "Commander, if you have any questions, please feel free to ask. I will tell you everything I know."

"In this case……"

With those weak words, Silas stood up, stepped down from the throne, and walked up to his daughter himself.

"The Ninth Corps reports that Lionas seems to be seriously injured and needs..."

Seraphina raised her head abruptly, stared into Silas' eyes, and said word by word: "Father, you are not lying to me again."

Seeing the confused and worried look on his daughter's face, Silas suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart. He tried to lower his voice and said, "He is not seriously injured. I beat him seriously."

"Father, can you defeat His Excellency the Left Priest?"

Hearing this soul-piercing question, Silas opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

Archbishop Zuo has only one biological son, Leonus. If he were to seriously injure him, he would probably kill him.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

Upon hearing this, Seraphina asked relentlessly, "Father, then tell me if you have ever lied to me."

"You've been a commander in chief, but you don't even have this much judgment." Silas shook his sleeves, pretending to be disappointed in his friend, and spoke.

"You are right to reprimand."

Seraphina humbly admitted her mistake and then asked, "Father, Leonus should not be injured."

Silas felt helpless as he saw his daughter was determined to get a result. He thought for a moment, came up with an excuse, and replied, "I was almost injured by the aftermath of the battle to eliminate the God Thief, but fortunately, the Knights of Everlight saved the day and I was able to escape unscathed."

"It's okay."

Hearing this, Seraphina couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.