"It must be here, I can confirm it. I suddenly remembered that at the mid-last year of the Wine Festival, I received the Borgian red wine from my subordinates, the most expensive one. He said that Carlo gave him two bottles and he gave me one. I didn't care at that time. After all, there will always be some messy benefits in doing trade negotiations."

"Your Majesty, I cannot refuse to blame. I apologize to you for my negligence. I was confused by the booming state of the empire and relaxed my vigilance. As an intelligence leader, I would not have made up for such a devastating blow if it weren't for Ditma. I was willing to be punished."

The Marquis had just realized that as the intelligence leader, he was not unexpected. One was that he was lazy, and the other was that he was really scared and was a little stunned.

"Ditma, thank you very much. You are saving the Empire, I and the Intelligence Department."

"Uh, no, come to my house for a drink someday."

"Hernandez, you are indeed to blame. If it weren't for Dietma's strong strength, would you think about the consequences if you changed someone? Is this the one-step mistake that you will lose all the time?"

"Yes, your Majesty."

"So, Marquis, disqualify your title from hereditary status, reduce your fiefs in the four counties in Horaheim Province, and take them out as rewards to the Intelligence Department's colleagues who have outstanding work in the next three years."

Now I am guilty and meritorious. If you cannot make outstanding contributions in the future, you will be eligible for hereditary qualifications in this life. I will also change the intelligence department. Do you agree?"

"As for your order."

"By the way, if you don't drink the wine, give it to Ditma."

"Ah, I think so too. Marquis has servants in my house. Let's bring wine to our gathering."

"Okay, let me talk about it myself. Now everyone present is the cornerstone of the empire. Let me tell you what you think about Borgia's shameless behavior."

Everyone didn't say anything. Yale saw Ditma being flirted with Andrea who had been smiling at her, and saw His Majesty glaring Ditma so angry that he glared at Ditma very hard when he saw this situation, meaning I'm still there, what do you want to do!

Yale stood in the corner and covered her mouth, unable to breathe, feeling that any serious atmosphere was nonsense whenever there was Ditma.

None of His Majesty's sons looked at each other, either lowering their heads and silently looking up at the sky, without any desire to show that His Majesty was sharing his worries. This made Ditma, who glanced at everyone, unable to understand. Didn't he hear Patton say that these people secretly mess with each other every day? Such a good opportunity would not be shown?

The old silver-haired man who was sitting on the right hand of His Majesty, who had been closing his eyes and resting in peace suddenly opened his eyes, glanced around, glanced at Ditma a few more and spoke:

"Your Majesty, Borgia is also an inland empire with strong inland power. Its maritime strength is not bad, but it is average, otherwise it would not be restrained by the United Kingdom on the East Coast. We have always seemed friendly and got along more because of the long geographical location and the United Kingdom on the East Coast are our barriers, and there is almost no conflict of interest."

"But this time the great invention and technology of Dietma and Bloom's new instruments is unique, and he can be accepted by almost everyone who loves life and culture. This has almost opened the door to Hasting's cultural invasion. This is an excellent publicity for the world's art system and a strong sense of identity with the country. It is the most beneficial weapon to my sacred faith and culture propaganda of Hasting."

"Everyone must be clear that this kind of power is a catastrophe for countries that generally do not have too deep cultural connotations or are cruel and single means of rule. This is exactly what Borgia is behind the superficial strength. They are almost the only culture that the Moon Goddess Church has not taken advantage of. Their beliefs are stubborn and cruel, very conservative, and they oppose all contents that do not conform to the spirit of the doctrine. Therefore, once the irresistible artistic and cultural forces are opened, they will be finished. The Borgian ruling class is panicked this time."

"The first point that Your Majesty needs to consider is how to protect this weapon from being killed first, and then how to let this weapon enter Borgia, they will be done by themselves. Borgia's comprehensive consideration is really difficult to deal with, and I think Xutuzhi is better."

Everyone suddenly realized that this was a cultural invasion and needed to be spread slowly, but the effect was terrifying in the end. They were all political elites, and no one didn't understand the Duke's meaning.

Ditma had long recognized the old man, and he just wanted to sigh that the Duke of Anfield, the Silver Fox, was really a genius. He saw through the essence of things at a glance. Even if he had any unhappiness with his son, he had to be respectful.

"The Duke is very impressed and has a broad vision. He is very impressed. He is talking about one of the long-term strategies of the country. It can be learned and practiced and carried forward by countless generations of generations, but how can we actually have a way to make a little trouble with Borgia now." Ditma said confidently.

"Oh? Ditma, I'd like to hear about it."

Duke Anfield did not regard Ditma as a junior. He didn't say whether his brain was good or what happened before, but just said that force was qualified to ask him to ask about the situation. If you cut a street with one sword and kill more than a dozen elite warriors in seconds, I'll see. This is a strategic weapon, and force deterrence is always the most useful.

"It depends on what Your Majesty wants? What price does Borgia pay for this dirty act? Is it light or heavy? All the benefits that can be measured by the country, and it is also an indispensable part of the implementation of the Duke's plan. If we don't suffer losses, we will make a profit."

"Smart!" The Duke's eyes lit up and thought of many things and continued to ask questions.

“How about stopping trade with Borgia?”

“How much will we lose?”

"What we export is the supplies they must need, including alchemy technology products and ore magic stones, but what they export to us is basically luxury goods and consumer goods. The impact is not big."

"Then just stop, this will cause the prices of these materials in their country to soar and the people will cause trouble."

"It must be, the Foreign Minister Bishop Sena knows best, at least more than double the price."

"These share of our businessmen's losses can be sold domestically or found in other countries to give businessmen policy preferential treatment."

"It's totally OK. We have many trading partners. The East Coast is the only one that is more abnormal. We don't let us export products to their business. We also want to export our own products to us at a high price. Their supplies are mainly seafood and plants. The cost of transporting them from the western waters of the empire to the inland is too high. Now this problem has been solved by His Majesty and your grandfather."

"Then let's frame the situation and let Borgia and the East Coast fight first. Lord Duke, in order to cover up the real situation of our imperial capital incident, we must do a complete set of plays. We will quickly arrange the first batch of caravans to enter the East Coast to export goods. Then we will find someone to pretend to attack the caravans and cause huge losses, just near the borders of both sides, before entering the East Coast."

"After success, you must use nonsense diplomatic rhetoric to mix up the water. For example, the respected King of the Borgian Empire, Mr. Carlo, your country's elite spy, conspired to rob and destroy the first batch of materials exported to the United Kingdom on the East Coast, causing irreparable huge losses, and attempting to frame our new trading partners, resulting in the breakdown of the cooperation relationship between the two sides.

"We are very sorry and regretful to express our commitment to temporarily terminate all trade cooperation with the Borgian Empire from now on, and to send a caravan to the United Kingdom on the East Coast, and we, Hasting, will bear all losses."

"We strongly condemn the Borgian Empire's unfaithful and justice behavior, and express our indignation for your country's unethical practices. We will join the Kingdom of East China Sea to warn Mr. Carlo and pursue Mr. Carlo throughout the world..." Ditma shook his head and thought.

"For justice!" Lord Senna stood up, applauded Ditma with a sacred look on his face, and looked at Ditma with a lazy look on his face.

Even with such righteous and shameless diplomatic rhetoric, it is really not a thing, it is so amazing.

"Your Majesty, I will formulate and improve the details. You arrange personnel to cooperate in all aspects, and keep the content of each link confidential, which takes a total of ten to fifteen days. Carlo also wants to ask the Marquis and the National City Guards. It is best to catch him in advance and not let him run away."

Lord Senna was very excited. Shooting was his favorite.

The Duke felt that nothing was wrong with him, so he nodded to His Majesty and closed his eyes to rest.

"Then it's settled, just move it all to me at night! Only success!"

His Majesty stared at Ditma and looked at him. He was very conflicted. He really liked this kid, but he was really afraid of his strength. He had to look at him tightly. He couldn't say that he would be grateful to him if he cheated you.

Andrea's elbows began to turn out without a single stroke of her horoscope. He loved her the most and had the potential to inherit the throne. But if he hadn't felt that he really looked down on his sons, he would never have chosen Andrea to bear such a responsibility. Moreover, Ditma was too dangerous. Andrea was definitely not an opponent, and no one knew what this kid could do in the future? If he embezzled the empire... he would not dare to think about it at all.

I am really worried that my son cannot give up and I have to put pressure on them. Maybe there is still a chance. Your Majesty will rub his eyebrows. Some of the others present remain calm on the surface, but they are unconsciously far away from Ditma and Patton. It is so scary that no one wants to be chopped off with a smile.

"As for your order."

"That's it! Let's break up, Ditma and Patton, please give me some peace!"

"……All right."
Chapter completed!