The nun with black stockings is actually a boy?

"Me? Viscount?"

Natalie was the first to break the silence, pointing at herself in confusion.

Helen raised her neck proudly. "I just gave you the title of Regent. Any objections?"

He was worried that Natalie would be unhappy with him going to the negotiations and cause trouble, so he just brought her along.

As for the nobility... people are always selfish, and now Rome only has the title to give.

"You've already made me a viscount, what else can I object to?" Natalie spread her hands.

Everyone present couldn't help laughing, and no one had any objection to Helen's presumptuous behavior.

Because the series of orders Helen just gave proved that she is capable and convincing.

"Regent, please take me with you." Osius stood up with the help of a chair.

Helen's heart softened when she saw the weathered old man. "No, Prime Minister, please assist Her Majesty Irina with the city affairs."

The series of commands he just gave were based on the old man's methods from the game in his previous life.

I thought it was simple before, but now after experiencing it deeply, I know how difficult it is for this old man.

"Such a heavy burden falls on you young people, especially you... I have high hopes for you... but not such a heavy burden." Osius shook his head slightly.

Helen had to bear a burden he had never imagined.

The life and death of a country can be said to depend half on Helen. Who would have thought that a few months ago, this child was just a novice nun.

"Prime Minister Osius." Helen came to Osius, stretched out her hands and held the old man's hands.

A chill.

Helen was startled and immediately used intermediate healing skills, but found that it had no effect.

"Aging is inevitable," Osius whispered. "Since you've made up your mind, I won't force you. But you have to promise me two things."

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, please speak."

"First, call me uncle."

"Um...Okay, Prime Minister...Uncle Osius."

"The second thing is to come back safely." Osius reached out and stroked Helen's cheek, like a grandfather stroking his granddaughter's cheek.

Helen was startled, then smiled at Osius.

"All right, Uncle O'Hughes."

……

Golden Horn, on the sea.

The two sailing ships stopped parallel to each other on the sea in tacit understanding.

Soon the two warships shot chains at each other to fix their positions.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

A huge solid iron plate was placed between the decks of the two ships. The Roman Guards on the left stood in formation, as did the Goblin Guards on the right.

On the bow of the sailing ship on the left, Arthur held the hilt of the yellow holy sword at his waist with his right hand, his expression serious.

At the stern of the ship, Natalie rode on an ice broom, staring vigilantly at the red-robed gear man opposite her.

On the bow of the right sailing ship, Wochka was nervous, with his hands on the two big swords at his waist.

clatter! clatter!

A 1.9-meter-tall, muscular green-skinned goblin wearing a gorgeous purple robe came to the iron plate and clapped his hands.

Soon, several human servants brought two chairs and a long table to the iron plate, placed them on top, and then quickly retreated.

Hogg Leixin straightened his clothes and sat down on the chair on the right.

slam-la-

The Roman guards moved to the left and right, and Helen walked out from the army.

Helen, wearing a flower demon skirt and holding a pure white staff, stepped forward.

The guard standing behind Hogg Leixin made a "stop" gesture to Helen.

"According to the regulations, you are not allowed to bring weapons to the negotiation site." The goblin guards warned sternly, their eyes fixed on the pure white staff in Helen's hand.

But Hog Leixin waved his hand and said, "It's okay. It's natural for a beauty to protect herself."

Seeing this, the goblin guards had no choice but to return to Hogg Thunderheart in disappointment.

"I didn't expect that the goblins, who are known for their brutality, could be so magnanimous. I'm just short of vision." Helen said self-deprecatingly, then sat on the chair on the left, facing Hogg Thunderheart across the table.

Swish!Swish!

Two unarmed Roman guards stepped forward and stood at attention behind Helen, just like the goblin guards opposite.

"I never thought that it was the queen of a country, rather than some Roman general or emperor, who could save the last dignity of Rome." Hogg Thunderheart looked at Helen without any concealment: "You are indeed a great beauty."

"If His Majesty Lei Xin just came here to praise me, I don't think there is any need to talk." Helen was not afraid at all, but stood up calmly.

Hogg Thunderheart was startled, then burst into laughter.

slam-la-

The Roman guards lowered their halberds.

Arthur, at the bow, bent his body slightly, as if ready to charge.

An ice cone emerged from Natalie's hand.

Kaka-

The goblin guards lowered their spears.

Wochka had already drawn one of the broadswords.

The red-robed gear man remained unmoved and even lowered his head to read a book.

The goblins and Romans observing on both sides held their breath.

Especially Irina who was watching on the shore, she clenched her hands and looked nervous and uneasy.

"It was my fault for not thinking it through, which made Her Majesty the Queen feel that I was negligent." Hogg Leixin opened his arms generously and took the responsibility.

"Your Majesty, you are too modest." Helen bowed respectfully and immediately sat down again. "Also, I am the Queen of the Romans, not 'Your Highness'. Your Majesty, I will omit some titles, as they will only create unpleasant misunderstandings."

Hogg Thunderheart stroked his chin and looked Helen up and down. "What if I said that marrying you could save Rome from war?"

"Then please ask Your Majesty Lei Xin to withdraw his troops immediately one hundred kilometers away. I will then go to Your Majesty's tent on my own." Helen Lion spoke loudly.

Hogg Leixin was silent for two seconds, then immediately changed the subject: "I thought Eudocia was the only capable Roman royal family member. I didn't expect she married such a good wife."

Helen's smile faded, and her expression became serious: "His Majesty Eudocia has now ascended the throne, so you cannot address her by her name."

Seeing that it was difficult to take advantage of such a small opportunity, Hog Leixin did not give up and changed the subject again: "Since you care so much, can you make the decision?"

"Yes," Helen replied firmly. "I want you to loosen control of the Golden Horn and allow non-belligerent civilian ships to enter and exit freely."

"Sure, we can discuss anything." Hogg Thunderheart narrowed his eyes, "But you have to give me an offer I can't refuse!"

"I will ask the barbarians outside the city to withdraw their troops and return to the city. I will ask them to hand over their land." Helen put down the pure white staff and raised the corner of her mouth cunningly.

Hogg Thunderheart was silent.

Chapter 131: Helen: Ugh~ Goblins are so short and weak~ [4K]

Helen's proposal put the goblin Hogg Thunderheart in a dilemma.

It is true that allowing civilian ships to enter and exit would certainly enhance Rome's defense capabilities and the possibility of some important people escaping.

But this also gave him the opportunity and time to adjust his deployment. Besides, the Golden Horn Bay was just a sea and river port with not much transportation capacity.

More importantly, letting the barbarians retreat back to the city will undoubtedly reduce troop casualties and save time in breaking the city. It will be disadvantageous to the goblins to continue to waste time on the positions outside the city.

What's more, reinforcements from European countries are already on the way. If they delay any further, it will not be the Romans who will be surrounded, but the goblins.

Moreover, the Golden Horn is not under complete control, so relaxing the restrictions is a no-cost deal.

"Of course. Civilians are innocent in war," Hogg Ray replied reluctantly. "Your country's request is legitimate, but there's a time limit, isn't there?"

Helen almost laughed when she heard what Hogg Thunderheart said. This goblin was just as hypocritical as he was.

"Of course. How about we set the specific duration at ten days?" Helen replied.

Hogg Thunderheart stroked his chin and asked, "Could it be that you have no say in the affairs of the barbarians?"

"If I can't speak, then naturally I wouldn't dare discuss this issue with His Majesty Lei Xin." Helen was meticulous, "Just like His Majesty Lei Xin is confident that he has the upper hand on the Golden Horn Bay river."

Hog Thunderheart narrowed his eyes. "I thought my opponent was Osius, but it turned out to be you."

Helen's words were clear, and she was just short of pointing at his nose and saying, "Your navy has not yet established a firm foothold in the Golden Horn."

And that is the fact. There is a certain gap between his warships and those left by Rome, which is difficult to make up in a short period of time. He can only set up artillery on the shore to suppress them, and the blockade is very difficult.

If the Romans were determined to escape, they would be unable to stop them and would only cause casualties.

"Ten days is too long, why not change it to a week." Hogg Leixin didn't really want Rome to be continuously healed.

"No, just ten days. It'll take time for the outsiders to evacuate. They're very wary of you. It cost me a price to get them back to the city." Helen simply stood up and slammed the table. "You don't want to be attacked by a group of people who only care about bombs, do you?"

Hogg Lei stood up calmly.

The height of 1.9 meters did bring great pressure, even Helen, who has always been bold and bitchy, felt quite pressured.

"Stop, no use of force during the negotiation."

A holy light descended from the sky and landed beside the table where the two of them were sitting.

"As the arbitrator, I have the right to guarantee the safety of the two negotiators." Joan of Arc held the holy flag, wore armor, and had a serious expression.

"Haha, the timing of your appearance as the Judge is really good." Hogg Thunderheart sneered.

Jeanne said seriously, "As a judge, I am impartial and have no personal considerations for either party."

Helen stood up and slammed the table just now. Why didn’t you stand up?

Except for Helen and Joan of Arc, everyone else present was secretly dissatisfied.

"Very good, let's continue our conversation." Hogg Leixin looked at Jeanne with admiration: "As expected of a saint, you are truly a hero."

After he finished speaking, he sat down again and asked, "Where were we talking about just now?"

"Speaking of the number of days." Helen also sat down and answered politely.

"Well, how about eight days?" Hogg Leixin also began to argue over small issues.

Helen shook her head slightly: "One day won't change anything."

"This is also my bottom line." Hog Thunderheart crossed his arms. "We are the ones who are taking the strategic initiative now, not you, Queen of the Romans."

"...How about this?" Helen raised her snow-white neck and said, "The inhabitants outside the city have six days to evacuate, and you will stop intercepting them for ten days."

"I can only stop intercepting for Jiutian. Forces from all over the peninsula are moving closer to me, and I may not be able to stop them from making moves." Hogg Leixin replied.

Helen thought for a moment and replied, "Then let's draft a ceasefire agreement!"

Hogg Leixin raised his eyebrows. He thought Helen would continue to bargain, but he didn't expect her to agree directly.

When I think about it this way, I made a profit.

He thought about the plan for the past few days and found that it was in his favor overall.

Little did they know that this was free of charge, while Helen's was completely at a negative cost. The barbarians had proactively requested entry into the city, promising to complete the garrison within three days and even paid Helen a small sum of money. Therefore, Helen actually had three more days to prepare for the battle.

There’s nothing we can do, players are just useful!

Therefore, both sides thought they had made a profit and signed an armistice agreement under the witness of Joan of Arc.

After both parties put pen to paper and exchanged parchment, and with Joan of Arc chanting, a contract was completed.

Although there is no extraordinary binding force, considering the current situation, both parties actually need time to prepare, so there is no need for some ineffective extraordinary contract.

After the signing was completed, both parties stood up and saluted each other.