Although Doral's tone was quite gentle, the content was very tough. If someone said this to them in the past, it would definitely make the arrogant consul furious, but Doral's power represented made them afraid.
But deep down, both Abraham and Clarah began to feel a little dissatisfied. Is this a scolding of them as subordinates?
But before they could answer, Doral said a lot of things, most of which were arranged by the royal court in Comoros, and the two consuls had no choice but to listen.
“The last thing.”
Suddenly, Doral turned sideways, and the two saw the door at the end of the carpet suddenly opened and a majestic figure walked in.
Abrahaq and Clarah both felt the majesty and nobility of controlling the overall situation in this giant, and even made Clarah feel the will to obey, and Abrahaq widened his eyes.
Beneath the robe was a body that was so strong that it was incompatible with Ada. The huge body was almost towering above their heads. Looking up was an insult to the consul, but they had to do so. The face was wide and strong, with a tough line, like a knife and an axe. They had seen countless humans, even Space Marines, and thus they could recognize the meaning of this face at a glance, but even so, they did not dare to speak rudely.
Because those eyes, black eyes, just looking at each other, seemed to burn their sinful souls.
At this time, Abrahaq and Clarah both regretted it. If they knew that this person would come, they would never come, because this Phoenix King was ten thousand times more terrifying than Victor! Although they were all ready, after seeing this person, they realized that the preparations they made were useless. No matter whether it was the resurrection of the blood actor or the emergency escape device, they could not get out of them at this moment.
It means that their life and death have been controlled by the other party, which is something that no consul is willing to face.
“See—”
Clarah was about to speak, but was interrupted by the other party.
"Since you are here, it means that you are willing to join the great cause of the Eternal Court and jointly overthrow Victor, the source of tumor and corruption rooted in the Comoros' heart, and I am willing to give you the trust of the same value."
When the giant Phoenix King spoke, the voice caused the hearts of the two consuls to beat violently. In the past, they needed the pain of slaves to satisfy the hunger of their souls, but at this time, facing this giant, they felt their souls rolling in the flames. This was not pain, but with some sense of anxiety.
Clarach could not look directly at the scorching gaze, and took the lead in kneeling down on one knee.
"Comoro Luquex Bor Clarach, met His Highness the Great Phoenix King"
"But there is still a lot of work to be done now, and I cannot be distracted by trivial matters. Both of them are consuls who have enough weight and status in Comoros, and I should regard it as my own loyalty."
Soshyan clapped his hands with a smile, then Duran walked in, holding a shining holy grail in his hand.
"The two beloved ministers only need to drop a drop of blood into it. If they encounter an irreversible crisis, they can save their lives."
Abrahaq and Clarach looked at each other and saw strong suspicion in each other's eyes. They were both climbing all the way to their current position in the intrigue Comoros, and they were very familiar with this method.
It is said to be insurance, but it is actually a threat. There is a high probability that their souls will be bound after they drip blood.
But I know it's one thing, but whether I can resist is another...
"Your Highness, Victor has many eyewitnesses in Comoros... My minister is worried that this move may reveal his identity and mislead... Your Highness's major event."
As an old consul, Clarah was the first to offer a reason to refuse, but Doral immediately responded:
"Consul Clarach, you can rest assured that it will not leave any psychic marks on you, and no means of Comoros can detect anything from you."
On the contrary, Abrahaq was very straightforward and directly cut his fingers with a dagger, then dripped blood into the Holy Grail.
When Soshyan appeared here, he knew that he had no way out, and even if he turned against him, Victor would not let him go.
No strange happens afterwards. At least Abrahaq himself did not feel anything abnormal in his body. Seeing this, Clarach had to do it helplessly.
"Abrahaq, the royal court needs more airships now. After your factory gets so many slaves from the Screaming Vortex, its production capacity should have increased a lot, right?"
Hearing Soshyan's question, Abrahaq stretched his face and responded to the giant standing above his head with an irresponse.
"Your Highness, Victor is very strict about the entry and exit of weapons. It is difficult for such bulk weapons to escape his attention. In recent years, he has been using the slave trade as a cover and has provided a small amount to the Shadow Hub. Too many... he will definitely be discovered."
Most of the Comoros weapons have substitutes for the Royal Court, but there are indeed a few that cannot be made by the Royal Court craftsmen, and they are very powerful, such as Void Crow, Dark Spear, and airships are also considered one of the fist products of Comoros. Although the ark technology line has its own large transporter, whether it is a vampire attacker or a storm giant snake, its quantity and production efficiency are far less than that of the airships made in batches by Comoros using a unique polymer factory. If they absorb the army of the ancient Helo Kingdom in the future, the Phoenix Army of the Royal Court will expand rapidly and require a large number of medium-sized transportation vehicles.
This is also directly related to a disadvantage of the bone croaker. Although they are easy to manufacture, their efficiency is slightly lower - at least it is much slower than those of the Comoros relatives. Of course, the efficiency of Comoros was also introduced by cruel means. Although Soshiyan didn't know much about the industry there, I heard from Dolar that the most commonly used automatic aggregation engine in the Conspiracy Arsenal requires a large amount of slaves, which is essentially a pain engine.
Seeing Abrahame refusing, Soshyan was not angry, but looked at Sarain who was walking towards him.
"How many airships have been supplied by Lord Steel Thorns during this period?"
"Back to Your Highness, in the last trading quarter, they supplied a total of 40 Raiders and 60 Breakers."
"Only one hundred?"
Soshiyang shook his head.
"Abrahamakh, the slaves you received and so many gems and rare crystals you gave to the royal court are far more valuable than these airships, right?"
"Mainly Victor's attention is really..."
"Gou can understand, then, don't you want to have a place in the Shadow Hub? It will soon be separated from the Galan Star. In the future, the Shadow Hub will have a structure similar to the sheltered spire. You will temporarily have an exclusive area, three thousand airships. As long as you can provide three thousand airships, you will be the lord of the Shadow Hub, and the Gorgeous Words and Jade Words can be heard by everyone here."
"Three thousand..."
This number made Abrahaq a little difficult, but when he thought about the shadow hub he had been thinking about day and night, he was a little hesitant, because this place was really good, and the plundering route was not only short, but also convenient. There was no need to worry about encountering any powerful resisters in the whirlpool, and basically just catch them.
After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth.
"Your Highness needs it, no matter how difficult it is, it has to do it, but it may take time..."
"It's okay, and the supply of Void Crow must also be slightly increased."
"I try my best, but the Void Crow is too complicated and more sensitive. I hope your highness understands."