Who taught him to restore his country like this?

Behind the three stood a middle-aged man, dressed in golden armor, with sharp eyes like a hawk.

At that moment, the door to the reception room was opened.

Ron walked in with a smile.

"I am very sorry, Lady Keltia. I have been working day and night lately and am exhausted. I was a bit negligent this morning. Please forgive me." He sat down next to Keltia.

Hearing Ron's slightly pretentious words, Keltia remained silent, simply watching him sit down beside her with a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

During the few days she was away from Kassel, Lawrence told her everything Ron had done.

He worked tirelessly to fulfill his promise, almost collapsing from exhaustion.

Despite being repeatedly deceived by the people of Kassel, they had no complaints whatsoever.

To be honest, it really made her look at him in a new light.

The Ron she knew now was like a completely different person compared to the Ron she had met when he was still a saintess.

Has he really reformed?

Having been fooled multiple times, Kertia dared not draw any conclusions lightly.

However, one thing can be confirmed from the contact between Gray Fog Territory and Kassel.

Although this guy is morally corrupt and has a terrible personality, he is very friendly to ordinary people.

Ignoring Keltia's scrutinizing gaze, Ron looked at the group opposite him and asked, "Who are these people...?"

“Hello, Your Majesty Ron, my name is Vasily Iverson. Thank you very much for your hospitality.” The distinguished young man spoke confidently.

"Vasily Iverson".

Ron repeated the name, a meaningful smile appearing on his face.

This was an unexpected surprise.

“Yes.” The young man, Guan Ron, seemed to recognize him, a hint of smugness appearing on his face.

"Where did this ill-mannered brat come from? Why don't you rise and bow to me when you see me, the king?"

Chapter 58 Vasily's Overt Scheme

Ron, who was smiling just a second ago, suddenly turned cold and stern in the next.

The young man's smug expression suddenly froze.

"How dare you! You insult His Highness Vasily!" The golden-armored man standing behind the youth reached for his sword at his waist.

"Step back." The young man gracefully raised his slender fingers, the ruby ​​beads on his wrist jingling softly with the movement. His voice carried an innate air of authority, yet it also subtly concealed its sharpness.

"Yes." The man in golden armor bowed his head respectfully.

“I am so sorry, Your Majesty Ron. I was so happy to see you that I forgot my manners. Please forgive me.” The young man stood up and bowed respectfully to Ron.

He then said, "Please allow me to introduce myself again. I am Vasily Iverson, the second prince of the Kingdom of Diam. I have come here to assist the Kingdom of Orantia at the invitation of Lady Kertia."

Upon hearing this, Ron immediately showed a surprised expression and his tone became polite: "So you are the second prince of the Kingdom of Diam. My apologies, I was unaware of your identity just now. Please forgive my rudeness."

“Your Majesty is too kind. It was my fault for not announcing my identity immediately, which was impolite,” Vasily said.

Isn't it all your fault?

Why do you have to put on such a noble air and make others guess your identity? Isn't that despicable?

Ron wouldn't tolerate this kind of person.

Seeing that Ron had given Vasily a hard time right from the start, the two old men sitting next to him exchanged a glance and stood up at the same time.

The slightly overweight elderly man spoke first, his voice aged yet steady: "Your Majesty, we are two scholars who have studied array formations for many years. My name is Ugo Dogg."

He gestured to the thin old man beside him: "This is my younger brother, Zoo Doug. I have long admired Your Majesty's reputation, and it is a great honor to meet you today."

"So you are the two legendary masters of the Twin Array. I've heard so much about you."

Ron stood up and shook hands with the two men in turn: "You two masters are too kind. Compared with your reputation, my reputation is nothing."

He treated the two with the highest honors.

The Doug brothers' impression of him immediately improved significantly.

Vasily, who did not receive this treatment, looked rather unpleasant.

“We heard from Lady Kertia that the Divine Purification Array set up by the Kingdom of Orantia has been seized control of by the Great Demon Lilith. His Majesty Ron, could you let us take a look at the Divine Purification Array? Perhaps we have a way to break the demons’ control over it,” said Doug’s brother, Ugo.

“Of course, no problem,” Ron agreed without hesitation. “It would be wonderful if the two masters were willing to help.”

"That……"

"I have destroyed the divine purification array in Kassel. The two masters can only wait for the Komoni Fortress to be cleared."

How long will it take?

"I'm not sure, but it shouldn't be long. Why don't we go and wait there now?"

"We will follow His Majesty Ron's arrangements," the Doug brothers nodded.

"Well."

"Your Majesty Ron."

Seeing Ron stand up and prepare to leave with the Doug brothers, Vasily, who had been ignored the whole time, could no longer sit still.

He abruptly stood up, a dark glint of displeasure flashing in his eyes: "Your Majesty Ron, the two masters and I were invited here by Lady Kertia. Is it not impolite of you to ignore me and abruptly leave your seat?"

Ron stopped and slapped his forehead. "Look at my memory, I almost forgot that Prince Vasily is still here."

He sat down apologetically and said, "The situation in the Kingdom of Orantia is urgent, and I don't have much time to entertain you. I hope you won't take it to heart."

“Of course not,” Vasily said, barely suppressing his anger. “But doesn’t His Majesty Ron want to hear my plan?”

"Oh? You have a solution too?" Ron asked in surprise.

The seemingly unintentional look of disdain in his eyes made Vasily almost want to flip the table and ask him what he meant.

But considering the purpose of his trip, he held back.

He said in a deep voice, "I learned about His Majesty Ron's strategy for saving the Kingdom of Orantia this morning, and I must commend your wisdom; it is an exceptionally brilliant strategy."

"You flatter me," Ron said modestly.

Hearing this, he already knew what Vasily was thinking.

“Your strategy is perfect, but there is a major problem with the conditions for its implementation,” Vasily said.

"What's the problem?" Ron asked with a smile.

“His Majesty Ron is, after all, an outsider, not a citizen of the Kingdom of Orantia. It will be difficult for him to gain the recognition of the people of Orantia. Changing their attitude towards you slowly like this is extremely inefficient,” Vasily analyzed in a seemingly professional manner.

"So you mean..."

"The Kingdom of Diam can lend you personnel to implement your strategies more efficiently." Vasily revealed the true purpose of his trip.

"Oh?" Ron chuckled. "So the people of the Kingdom of Diam will accept me?"

“Your Majesty Ron misunderstands.” Vasily regained his previous confidence and said, “The Kingdom of Diam and the Kingdom of Lah are both participants in the War of the Gods. As long as I lead the soldiers of the Kingdom of Diam and advance according to your strategy, there is no need to waste time gaining the approval of those commoners.”

After saying that, he looked at Ron with a hint of smugness in his eyes.

As wise as he was, how could he not see what this spendthrift dog of the Kingdom of Lach was up to?

Ron's strategy, to put it nicely, was to save the Kingdom of Orantia; to put it bluntly, it was to subtly annex the Kingdom of Orantia.

He's making it clear to Ron: don't try to take it all for yourself, the Kingdom of Deam also wants a piece of the pie.

This was a calculated move that Ron couldn't refuse.

If he refuses, it will reveal his treacherous intentions towards the Kingdom of Orantia.

Rather than everyone ending up pleasing no one, it's better to put aside our prejudices and share the pie together.

Ron, if he were a smart man, would never refuse.

"How many people can the Kingdom of Diam lend?" Ron asked after a moment of silence, his expression slightly grave.

Seeing Ron compromise, Vasily was secretly delighted and replied, "Twenty thousand."

After another moment of silence, Ron said, "That's too little. Lend me fifty thousand."

Vasily was taken aback by what he heard.

He quoted 20,000 because he was afraid that bringing too many people would make Ron feel threatened.

Unexpectedly, Ron offered to bring more people, and he couldn't help but sneer inwardly—no matter how smart Ron seemed now, he was still, in the end, that useless second prince of the Kingdom of Lah.

“Okay,” Vasily agreed.

He had no reason to refuse such a good thing.

How long will it take to arrive?

"Before noon tomorrow."

Ron nodded slightly.

"Then I won't disturb His Majesty Ron any longer."

Having achieved his goal, Vasily took his leave.

As they left the manor, the man in golden armor behind Vasily spoke up: "Your Highness, we are mortal enemies with the Kingdom of Lah. Did that guy agree to this too easily? I'm worried there might be a trap."

Vasily dismissed it: "You overestimate him. He probably doesn't even know how his father and brother died. There's nothing to be afraid of in a good-for-nothing like him."

Chapter 59 Kertia Falls into Self-Doubt

After Vasily left, Ron had his servants prepare two carriages and took Kertia and the Doug brothers to Comoni.

"Are you really that comfortable with him leading troops into Kassel?"

"Is this what Keltia, who is riding in the same carriage as Ron, asked?"

"What's there to worry about with the people Lady Kertia brought back?" Ron replied with a smile.

Keltia stared into Ron's eyes.