.Of course, in fact, Basil II also felt that what Ellius said was a little reasonable. At the beginning of the list of fictional historical novels, the envoys of the Norman Empire were left aside and not summoned. It was indeed because I didn’t know how to deal with it, so I wanted to think about it first and then discuss the conditions. Of course, it was more important that Basil II wanted to let the Norman understand a truth.

Rome is Rome. Don’t think that you can win once or twice by chance because of good luck. The barbarians are barbarians after all, so just keep their duties and let the Romans despise them.

That's right, that's what it means. Although the times are progressing little by little, the Romans still look at problems with the old eyes and stick to the shortcomings. Although new forces continue to rise on this continent, they are scrambling to show their presence. However, the Romans still stubbornly believed that these are just barbarians. They are just a small obstacle for a while. This world still belongs to the Romans. Long live the Romans!

That's it.

That night, the eunuch who received the order from the embassy said proudly: "Do you understand? Your Majesty the Emperor, you can go to the palace to meet tomorrow during the day." Afterwards, the diplomat Foster seemed to understand more about his lord, why he told him to "be a little more humble." The empire has never had all the sacred chapters.

The Romans, or other similar nations, just eat this one.

"I understand." Foster chuckled, then he made a simple emerald ring and stuffed it into the eunuch's hand. The eunuch's old face smiled like an anus.

"Your Majesty is not in a good mood recently. Be more burdened. Also, those nobles and men actually don't want to beat you, but they say it more happily than anyone else. How to solve the problem is that the old eunuch has short hands, so he naturally has to say a few more words. Foster frowned and the leader knew that he would send it out. He ordered his followers to send it out. He began to prepare for the wording of his speech the next day.

At the same time, in the city of Kiev, which was even more north, a dinner party had just ended, and pretended to be staggering. Egil, who was supported by Sonia, walked to a place where no one was left and stood firm. When Sonia looked over, she found that her lord seemed to have nothing to do. A whole cloak snapped her fingers and summoned the maid, drank the orange juice with ice, and wiped her face with a towel, and nothing else was left.

Looking at Sonia Mihuo's puzzled look, Egil sighed slightly in his heart and said: This child is really honest. The Empire has never had the sacred full text reading thoughts, and then explained: "If I don't say that, then those guys will definitely pour me into alcohol poisoning. Those damn Ross people."

"So that's how it is." Sonia suddenly realized, which made Egil repeat what she thought in her heart: This child is so honest...

So Egil gently stroked Sonia's head and said nothing. At the same time, he contacted his cheap sister Ourulai, and then asked: "Is there any medicine in the system that can make people smart after taking it?"

"If there is something so convenient, I want it too." Aurora replied: "But there are quite a few poisons that make people stupid."

"...I won't need that." Egil was a little speechless, but after thinking carefully for two seconds, he changed his mouth: "Well, are there any other side effects except becoming stupid?"

“There are several varieties—the one you said is the most advanced.”

"I understand." After hearing Aurora say this, Egil took this matter in his heart. Then he took Sonia back to the study. Recently, Egil worked very hard. He had to accompany a group of Rose nobles to eat, drink and have fun during the day to get their support, and to work at night, and to sleep for less than four hours a day. The Empire has never had all the sacred chapters so busy that they don't even have time.

But Egil is happy.

Egil felt very fulfilled.

Looking at the bill income in October, the figure of 500,000 has been reached. Among the research institutes, flammable oils such as Greek fire and the Fai fire have also been developed. At the same time, the basic disciplines of sociology and economics have also made great progress. The policies and conditions for liberating serfs that Egil has always planned to be ripe... In the next step, Egil plans to open a large number of state-owned farms in Eastern Europe. Through the policy of liberating serfs, serfs from Europe and even the world flee to his territory and become his agricultural workers. Use such a plan to develop as soon as possible and stabilize his territory.

"Three years, well, three years... I will take three years to rectify the internal affairs and train the new army. At that time, my command will have a 100,000 elite army adapted by the Regulations on the Reform of Soldiers. After the top 10 novels, we will enter the continent and south of Rome. By then, the entire Europe, including North Africa, the Middle East, Asia Minor... will be all my belongings. Alexander, Solomon? What is that? How can I compare with me?"

For a moment, Egil made a passionate work. He wanted to copy the spring snow in Qinyuan, but he couldn't make any rhymes, so he had to give up embarrassedly. He comforted himself: "I am different from those Aceby Time Travel Party who are complacent by plagiarizing famous poems and articles. I am a kind person with integrity." Then he hugged Sonia like this, pressed the female killer on the wall and forced Sonia's long golden hair, and then stopped her double chun. He should use his little alcohol to indulge in a little bit of alcohol. The guards and killers next to him immediately left. And beware of the surroundings in case anyone comes...

"Don't do this..."

"I said no, but my body was very honest."

That's about it. As usual, Egil had a very pleasant evening.

The next day, the diplomat Foster got up early in the morning to tidy up his face. Like ordinary diplomats, he always kept saying the saying "You represent not yourself, but the image of the Norman Empire." Therefore, Foster paid great attention to his appearance. It seemed that it was dirty and untidy. Of course, it was not allowed to appear if it looked too gorgeous or too frivolous. Norman's diplomats have always been rigorous, rigid and even slightly stiff - of course, this statement only describes their appearance.

Speaking of which, Foster, who is in his thirties, also looks like a mature and handsome guy. His angular face, strong eyes, polite movements, sonorous and powerful voice, and a very sensual goatee. Neither a man nor a woman will have any bad impression of such a person.

Like before, with the help of several servants, he put on a lot of buttons, put on a silver thread in the white phoenix outfit, put on white gloves, tidied up the white fox shawl on his collar, looked in the mirror and checked it over and over again. After the third inspection, it was just nine o'clock in the morning. So Foster took the Norman Empire's letter, riding in an extremely delicate and comfortable carriage, which was obvious at first glance, and walked towards the direction of the Grand Palace of Constantine. A total of thirty-six fully armed, wearing brand new full-body armor, and holding long-handled axes, guarded by him.

Along the way, people in Rome were talking a lot. At first, they thought that the great nobles of the family were on tour, but after inquiring, they found out that it was the Norman envoy to visit the Roman emperor. They couldn't help but be stunned, and some people said sourly: "It's just a group of barbarians, who are worthy of such a good carriage." They immediately won the approval of many people. But they were just talking. Seeing the Norman guards holding the axes with such a big head, as long as they were not confused, they would not go up to cause trouble.

Sitting in the carriage, Foster listened to what the Greeks said outside the carriage, then opened the curtains, looked at the people outside pointing at the carriage, and couldn't help but snorted - this also represents the face of the Norman Empire.

"Cargoyles are prohibited from entering the palace."

At the gate of the palace, the Norman convoy was stopped, and the Royal Guards said this.

"Okay, let's walk." Foster walked out of the carriage with the help of a guard, and then said.

The Eastern Roman Imperial Guard at the gate of the palace frowned again: "Your Majesty only let you meet by yourself, so all these entourages will be left outside and wait."

After saying this, the Norman guards stopped doing it. They looked at the imperial guards with fierce looks.

"The Greeks I have cut on the battlefield are ten times stronger than you! What are you?!" Several Normans shouted like this. The big axe measured up and down at the head of the Imperial Guard who made a sound: "Do you want to give it a try? Are your head hard, or is my ax hard?"

"Stop."

Several Eastern Roman imperial guards were so blue that they could not come down from Taiwan. Foster snorted lightly, stepped forward and said, "Why don't you let us in?"

"The emperor summoned you only!" After the Imperial Guard said this, he added a clever sentence: "Besides, who knows what you Normans want to have? What if you want to assassinate?"

"Is that right?" Foster thought to himself: The flaw has come. Then he said: "It seems that the emperor of Eastern Rome is so pitiful. Did he scare him just a few dozen Normans?"
Chapter completed!