strictlysupreme Chapter 775 Cooperation
Chapter 775 Cooperation
Chapter 775 Cooperation
The tip of the sword hovered between Viviana's eyebrows.
"you lose."
The crown prince had a confident smile on his face. He had overcome the demons in his heart for more than 20 years. He felt extremely happy: "You have been standing still all these years, but my strength is no longer what it used to be."
He never felt that Viviana was a warrior. Her temperament was soft and gentle, like the sunset in the evening, but a warrior needed a heart of steel.
But the smile on his face quickly froze.
Viviana in front of him turned into nothing with a bang. At the same time, countless afterimages flashed in all directions. Dozens or even hundreds of figures wearing fallow deer hoods emerged, swinging their swords and stabbing. Their speed, strength, and number were all faster than before.
Moreover, it seemed that they had mastered the pattern of his counterattack. The attacks of each figure became more and more bizarre and unpredictable.
"interesting."
The contempt on his face disappeared, and he stabbed the attacking Candle Knight with a backhanded sword. As the Candle Knight's figure exploded, it turned into a ball of fire, which was dodged nimbly by Ruprecht. He then took care of two more Candle Knights who were attacking him from both sides.
These Candle Knights are learning and growing rapidly, but the strength shown by Ruprecht is just the tip of the iceberg.
He no longer held back, but instead charged head-on at the shadows blocking his way.
It was a dumb idea, but Plurecht didn't care.
A full quarter of an hour passed.
In the darkness, there was only one Candle Knight left. She was holding a candlestick and standing at the end of the darkness, as if she was a world away from him.
The candle in her hand was extinguished.
But as the Candle Knight's slender fingers gently pinched the wick, a cluster of vigorous flames suddenly lit up - it was so vigorous and full of vitality, and every time it swayed with the wind, it was like the beating heart of a powerful swordsman.
The Crown Prince didn't know why he came up with such a poetic metaphor, but he immediately realized that the frequency of the candle flame seemed to be exactly the same as his heart.
“This is the fire of your life.”
"During the fight just now, you leaked a lot of your aura. Every shadow of mine took a bit of it, and when it dissipated, it was put into this candlestick, forming this candle flame."
The candle went out, flickering.
As long as this candlestick goes out, Ruprecht's life will also disappear.
She whispered, "You had a chance to win, but you underestimated me, or maybe you didn't want to take advantage of my 'injury'. But no matter what the reason is, your life is now in my hands."
"How. How is it possible?"
The expression on Ruprecht's face froze. He thought that Viviana's trump card was these ever-growing shadows, as if they were tailor-made rivals for him.
However, I didn't expect that in such a tense battle, Viviana could still cast such a spell while distracting herself to control the shadow.
"How on earth did you do that?"
The Crown Prince simply couldn't believe it. This was not as simple as multitasking. Any professional wizard, even a legendary one, might not be able to do it, not to mention that they were just magic warriors, whose spiritual control was far less flexible than that of spellcasters.
Viviana shook her head but did not explain.
For her, achieving this level has never been a difficult task.
The Crown Prince did not ask any more questions. The sword in his hand fell down dejectedly, and he said self-deprecatingly: "Haha, I took advantage of your injury to challenge you, but I didn't expect that I would end up with such a result. It's really ridiculous."
Viviana waved her hand and dispersed the candlesticks that were gathered in front of her: "If it is a real fight of life and death, you will be the real winner."
"Oh, don't comfort me, I'm not that fragile."
The Crown Prince sneered and raised his eyebrows. "If we only compare physical strength with the enemy, does that mean the one with more energy and spirituality will have to surrender? Winning or losing, after all, still requires a fight, and the result will determine the outcome."
"You win, Anna. But I don't feel satisfied with this battle. I hope that next time, we can let go and give it our all."
The darkness faded and the realm spread out.
Lothar looked at the two of them. Viviana remained calm, but the Crown Prince had an expression of frustration that was hard to conceal on his face - the result was already known.
"Your Highness, are you okay?"
The servant rushed up and fumbled around on Ruprecht's body. He quickly brushed him away and said unhappily, "I'm fine. Bring me the letter that His Majesty wants to send to Her Highness Anna."
The servant quickly took out the envelope, which was sealed with wax and stamped with a double-headed eagle.
Viviana took the envelope in a daze.
The Crown Prince snorted and said, "His Majesty said that if you don't want to go back with me, then forget it. The letter must be delivered."
He thought for a moment and could not help but continue, "If you ask me, you are really cruel. You have lived in the Vienna court for nearly ten years. You should know how His Majesty treats you. You should at least write a few letters and listen to His Majesty's complaints."
She didn't answer, but slowly opened the envelope, as if the letter weighed a thousand pounds.
Losa glanced at it with his peripheral vision and only vaguely saw the last line of the letter: Anna, since you have chosen to leave the cage, fly freely.
He breathed a sigh of relief and walked forward quickly: "Your Highness, the battle is over. Would you like to come to New Basilicata and sit down?"
The Crown Prince shook his head and said, "Forget it. If the British find out that I'm here again, it will really cause a diplomatic incident. I'll just wait for a while at the foot of the mountain. Anna, you can write a letter and I'll take it back for you."
Viviana hummed softly and turned her face away, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Mr. Losa, you are not from the wolf tribe, right? Although I don't understand why you would help the Texans, I hope that one day we will not stand on opposite sides."
Everyone knows that there will be a war between Britain and France, and between Germany and France. In the eyes of the Crown Prince, Texas has already stood on the opposite side of Britain, and the only way to break the deadlock is to surrender to the French.
"I'm afraid not... I actually have a feeling that there will be a time in the future when we will fight side by side."
Lothar smiled. Since the battle was over and his family had won, he would not have a sour face.
"In fact, Texas has no intention of joining either Britain or France."
The Crown Prince felt a little unbelievable: "You plan to surrender to us? America is not within our sphere of influence."
"No, Texas does not intend to surrender to any great power. The official name here is the Lone Star Republic, which is also our aspiration. So I think there will be many opportunities for Texas to cooperate with your country - as an equal partner, not as a vassal state."
Losa said sincerely: "I hope that Your Highness, as well as His Majesty the King and His Majesty the Emperor behind you, can support Latino immigrants to come to Texas."
Although the Habsburgs have withdrawn from the Northern Apennine Peninsula, they still maintain a high influence here. The former Habsburg nobles have not been liquidated, but maintain a certain cooperative relationship with the wolf tribe.
There are two giants, Germany and France, next to them. Germany can only turn Italy into its economic colony at most, while France's Latinism wants to restore the Pope and return to the old capital.
By then, it would be a disaster for the old wolf clan to be exterminated.
Even the warlike wolf tribe could not fail to realize that with the updating of weapons, their proud minions are no match for the big ships and cannons. Therefore, the wolf tribe under the control of the Wolf Lord has only maintained neutrality on the surface over the years.
"Bavaria is a landlocked country and I'm afraid it is unable to help your country with immigration."
The Crown Prince frowned and said, "Moreover, we can't find any reason to help you. Your Excellency should also know that personal feelings will always take a back seat in national affairs. Although Your Majesty values Her Highness Anna, he will never side with your country because of this."
Lothar nodded slightly. "Of course there is a reason, Your Highness Ruprecht. After coming to the New World, you must have realized that your country's armaments are far behind those of Britain and France."
"You want to exchange those captured British weapons and equipment?"
The Crown Prince sneered in his heart, thinking that the other party was quite naive. As an important ally of the British, it was not difficult for them to want some advanced weapons and equipment for research. It was nothing more than paying some interests as bargaining chips.
Even if Lothar took out a complete Land Cruiser, in Ruprecht's opinion, it would not be worth it to make Germany stand on the side of Texas. As for normal trade, there would be no problem.
No major power would be dissatisfied with having too many markets.
"Of course not, Your Highness. Aren't you curious about why the British want to go to war with Texas?"
Among the four traditional European powers, the Germans are the most lacking in white crystal and magic stone mines.
Although the annual output of magic stone and white crystal of Tsarist Russia was not abundant, on the one hand, its industrial base was weak and the demand for these precious minerals was relatively small; on the other hand, under the vast Siberian permafrost, the reserves of magic stone and white crystal mines were actually quite rich, but they were difficult to mine.
That is why the voices of the overseas development faction are so loud in the federal government. Otherwise, for the old Emperor Franz, expanding in the Balkan region at his doorstep would be much easier than competing with Britain and France for colonies overseas.
Lothar raised his hand and pointed at the ground below: "Right here, there is the largest white crystal mine in North America, and it is also accompanied by magic stone mines. I think that even if Britain and Germany are allies, those British businessmen will not risk adding competitors to themselves by reselling white crystal and magic stone mines to your country at a low price, right?"
"Believe me, Your Highness. An independent Texas that has defeated the current world hegemon will definitely be beneficial to your country."
Losa talked eloquently that the Germans were actually very good partners, not because they were "good", but because they did not have enough influence in America, and Texas did not have to worry about being gradually eroded by them during the cooperation process.