What Perseus said was very true. It not only expressed the same bloodline and unanimous recognition to the outside world, but also did not deny the independence of the desert forces. The dialogue was still carried out in a cooperative manner.

It can be seen that talking like this made Hurrit very comfortable. She leaned back on the chair, narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and quickly got to the point: "I want 100 boxes of jewelry like this on the table to give as a reward.

The soldiers under my command."

Doguland is a vast land with rich resources, so many mining areas, and thousands of craftsmen. There are as many such jewelry as you want, and Perseus didn't even bother to counter-offer: "Deal."

But obviously, Huerlit's conditions are more than that. She continued: "In this war, our oasis stronghold suffered a very painful blow, and the supply line has been fragmented. Doguland must share the logistics system with the desert, and all supplies and supplies must be shared."

, all funded by you.”

To be honest, this kind of condition feels a bit parasitic. Not many generals would be happy to use their own food and grass to feed other people's soldiers.

But anyway, it was only temporary. After the war, everyone went back to their respective homes, and if both parties wanted to cooperate in depth, they had to show some sincerity. Perseus just paused for a moment, then nodded and said: "Deal."

Huerlit's conditions still don't stop there: "The Battle of Blood Sand, coupled with this Far East invasion, caused heavy losses to my tribal warriors. After the war, we signed a non-aggression agreement for at least ten years to rest and recuperate."

Fox didn't even need to mention this condition, Perseus already had this idea.

If you want the desert to become a natural barrier for Doguland, the power of the desert cannot be too strong, otherwise it will become another threat, but it cannot be too weak.

If the power of the desert is too weak, there is no point in becoming a barrier at all.

Ten years of mutual non-aggression and recuperation will not only reduce the pressure on Doguland's border defenses, but also allow the desert forces to breathe a sigh of relief. It can be said to be a win-win situation.

Perseus agreed without hesitation: "Deal."

Hurrit: "There is one last condition."

Bolton was not as calm as Perseus. He just felt that the other party was being too arrogant if he kept breaking the conditions, so he couldn't help but scolded: "Why do you, a woman, talk so much nonsense? You will seize an opportunity to make crazy profits, right? You

I'd better restrain myself!"

As soon as Bolton finished speaking, he was slapped on the back of the head by Perseus, and he remained silent.

Perseus raised his chin at Foxllite, indicating that he should continue.

Huerlett blinked, stretched out her slender finger, and pointed at Bolton: "This man has entered into a marriage contract with me and will be my first husband."

"Sure..." Perseus just blurted out subconsciously, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He was stunned for a moment, "What did you say???"

Bolton was also stupid and slapped the table directly: "How dare you humiliate me?!"

Perseus stretched out his hand and pressed it, and asked with a weird look on his face: "This is a joke, right?"

Huerlett snorted coldly, with a very serious look in her eyes: "Who is joking with you? Is this a place for joking?"

"No...Father, this?" Bolton was stunned and speechless.

Obviously, this matter was not what Perseus expected at all. He was also confused. After being silent for a while, he asked: "I don't quite understand, why did you make such a condition?"

Hu Erlit: "Nothing special. I am 29 years old this year. For the future of the desert, I need to start thinking about heirs. My husband must be a man strong enough to be recognized by me. Those dadans in the tribe are not

Meets my criteria for choosing a mate.”

When Hurrit said this, she pointed at Bolton again: "This man has defeated me honorably on the battlefield. He is a rare warrior and is qualified to be my husband."

Bolton was dumbfounded. He had only heard of pie falling from the sky, but he had never heard of a wife falling from the sky. He was not mentally prepared at all.

Moreover, generals like Bolton tend to be macho. If you say you are engaged, you are engaged? Are you trying to suppress your husband? He couldn't help it immediately and cursed angrily: "You are kidding me! I will not marry anyone who is better than me."

A woman who is 3 years older! Father, please drive her away, there will be no more talk!"

Hurritt's eyes flashed and she sneered: "Even Dadan, the most ferocious in the tribe, would not dare to speak to me like this. Man, you succeeded in attracting my attention. King Perseus, this is your son, you

Make the decision - give it to me or not give it to me."

Perseus is now two older than the other. Solandel was attracted by the Archbishop of the Scarlet Church when she was very young and entered into a secret engagement with Mimolo. Now Hurrit has fallen in love with Bolton.

Are your children so in demand?

If it were someone else who wasn't that important, Perseus would have made the decision directly. But Bolton has a special status. He is the seventh prince of Doguland and a general in the army. Engagement is not a piece of cake.

In such a short time, it was difficult for Perseus to weigh the pros and cons, so he could only persuade him with good words: "Well, the first three conditions are all fine, I agree to them all. This fourth condition... take it easy for now...

I can't make such a hasty decision about a marriage contract, so I'll write it down first and wait until the battle is over before you two can discuss the matter slowly."

Bolton blushed with anxiety: "No! What are we discussing! Father, I will not marry this woman!"

Fox: "If you don't marry me, who will you marry?"

Bolton's eyes widened and he choked back: "You won't follow anyone else! Can't I find a noble daughter?"

"Heh." Huerlit smiled disdainfully and said arrogantly, "You want to find one of the noble daughters who are more powerful and stronger than me and show it to me?"

"Sick! This woman's brain is definitely sick!" Bolton couldn't sit still anymore and walked away, constantly saying harsh words, "No knot! No knot at all! If you want to help in this battle, help.

If you don’t help, go to the court and make you king, I won’t marry you anyway!”

After Bolton left, there were only three people from the Desert Force left in the conference room, as well as Perseus and Kino.

Perseus looked sad. He glanced at Kino beside him intentionally or unintentionally, and tentatively asked Hurrit: "How about you consider this one?"

Kino: "?"

Hurrit glanced at Kino and nodded approvingly, but quickly withdrew his gaze: "Kino Van Helsing, the God of Dusk Death...his other conditions are very good, and I am very satisfied, except for his appearance.

It’s too beautiful and doesn’t suit my taste. I prefer the one just now.”

Chino: "..."

Perseus kept scratching his head and said in a perfunctory tone: "Let's talk about it, let's talk about it... The war is about to begin, so it is not suitable to discuss the marriage. As I said, I will write this down first and discuss it after the war is over.

"

"Okay, I'll come to ask for someone when the time comes." Huerlit did things very simply. He burned the imperial edict of kingship on the fire, threw it to the ground, and strode out of the conference room, probably going back to prepare his own army.

.

After Hurrit left, Perseus leaned on his seat and kept rubbing his temples: "I really should have more children..."

Kino was silent for a moment and asked: "I heard that you sent Solandel to the Frozen Fortress?"
Chapter completed!