Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1213 - 329: A Difficult Surrender

Chapter 1213: Chapter 329: A Difficult Surrender

"Damn it!" Liu Zhenhan suddenly felt a chill down his spine, realizing that it was absolutely impossible to deceive this almost demonically clever and beautiful commander with his own pitiful wits.

"Princess Beamon is in Caliph Abdullah’s palace, after you rescue the princess, help me kill Caliph Abdullah of Kalimantan City! That’s the third price!" Rommel lowered his voice, adding another sentence.

Liu Zhenhan cautiously glanced around with the corner of his eye. The dancing maids and officers seemed oblivious, as if they hadn’t heard a thing.

"Kalimantan is populated by people from many small desert nations, who were forcibly relocated here after being annexed by the Mulan Empire. My ’Flying Camel Army’ is a ragtag army formed from slaves from various countries and my own loyal soldiers. It started as a mercenary group and was later incorporated into the regular army. Apart from the Flying Camel Knights, only a few loyal Mojie’s from Mulan are truly loyal to me," the beautiful commander spoke lightly, as if seeing through the old rogue’s thoughts, "I never hide anything from my loyal subordinates. The Flying Camel Army is ironclad; it’s absolutely impossible for any non-direct lineage to approach this tent within a hundred steps! You can be completely assured."

"Caliph Abdullah should be your benefactor, right?" Liu Zhenhan now completely despised this man. Prince Kahn was right; he’s a madman.

"A benefactor? Do you think a Mulanese prince would let a mixed-race foreigner become his confidant? I am merely a pawn, and if I were no longer useful or respected, who knows where I’d have disappeared to by now!" Rommel lifted his glass, saluting the old rogue from a distance.

"Those not of our kind, their hearts must be different." Liu Zhenhan put down the crystal ball, touched his nose, and smiled knowingly.

"My goal is to march into the Aegean Continent!" Rommel drank his cup in one gulp, checked the bottom of his cup that not a drop was left, his candidness exceeding Liu Zhenhan’s expectations, "The Mulan Empire is stronger than any military power on the Aegean Continent. But the conservative council is always indecisive. Now, they need a strong dose to wake their sluggish nerves! Kalimantan City’s Caliph is His Majesty the Sultan of Mulan’s biological father. If he gets assassinated by a Beamon Shaman, just think, what would be the reaction throughout the Mulan Empire?"

"Why are you telling me this?" The more Liu Zhenhan listened, the more he felt that this mixed-race Fawkes was unfathomable. His gaze was eerie, making one feel as uneasy as if standing naked before him. His confidence neared arrogance, making it hard to know whether to admire or hate him.

"People who lack confidence are the ones who hide things from others." Rommel put down his wine glass, flipped a dark card, and slightly tilted his lips, "I am confident that you will definitely agree to my request."

"If I do this, will the Mulan Empire launch a massive attack to destroy our Bimon Kingdom? Fight until death?" Liu Zhenhan asked.

"Do you even need to ask?" The beautiful commander looked at old Liu as if he were an idiot.

Liu Zhenhan gave a bitter smile. When he had his first lesson as a reconnaissance soldier, the platoon leader, Old Geng had said that although great men are key to influencing the course of history, we must admit that small characters can also change the historical process. The cause of the World War was because Archduke Ferdinand of Austria-Hungary was shot by a passionate young man in Sarajevo. While the young man of Sarajevo was a minor character, he undeniably had the whole tapestry of history spread before him to script.

Undoubtedly, Liu Zhenhan needed to play exactly such a minor role this time, with the fate of two nations’ futures behind him.

"I see no need to hide anything from you." The beautiful commander spoke in a persuasive tone, "I’ve waited many years for this day! Now, the small nations surrounding Mulan either form alliances or have been crushed. My identity is too special—the principle of killing the donkey once the grinding is done is clear to you too! Marching into the Aegean Continent is a choice that kills two birds with one stone. I can get my revenge and avoid suspicion from the higher-ups, ultimately securing some territory for myself. How perfect is that?"

"One fell swoop, three gains, impressive!" Liu Zhenhan nodded, recognizing that the beautiful commander indeed had strategic foresight; old Liu riding on a bar also wouldn’t be able to catch up.

"Now it’s up to you," the beautiful commander looked leisurely at Liu Zhenhan, "Don’t think about any tricks. You can refuse, even walk away alone to Kalimantan. I believe no one can stop you, but the thousands of Beamon in Hu Ye Ancient City can’t escape! Don’t act impulsively, hurting your comrades with whom you spend your days and nights!"

"Don’t try to provoke me with reverse psychology, don’t make it sound so easy," Liu Zhenhan said with a grin, "There are big flaws in this plan! Let me ask you, if you and I enter the city together and I successfully assassinate the Caliph, can you disassociate yourself from it? You just said you wouldn’t use a Magic Imprint to bind me, could clear-sighted people not see through it? As soon as someone smart scrutinizes it, there will be flaws everywhere, and you’ll be in trouble too."

"You don’t need to worry about that; if I say I have a way, then naturally I have a way. Why would I do something if I weren’t confident?" The beautiful commander scoffed, "The Bimon forces initially deployed twenty thousand troops, and now most of them are lost. If you don’t rescue the princess, I suppose you wouldn’t have the face to return! I advise you to consider your options now. The Mulan forces need time to prepare for attacking the Aegean; they won’t reach your doorstep in an instant. You should think positively for now."