Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 711 - 149: Win-Win_3

Chapter 711: Chapter 149: Win-Win_3

However, independence means war, and it took human beings a thousand years to declare independence from the Bimon kingdom, forcing it to recognize their own status through their own powerful strength. From this point of view, even if the old swan has this intention, it is unlikely to see the day in his lifetime.

Given his current capabilities, at most he can be responsible for more and obey less, or obtain a very high position outside of royal power, consolidate his own strength, attract more Bimon tribes to join, and many years later, have his descendants complete this grand ambition. This relies on one condition - there is no world war. If a turbulent war breaks out, opportunities for muddling through will arise.

Liu Zhenhan secretly laughed in his heart. There had been peasant uprisings in the ancient history of Mongolia, mostly done by the Mank Tribe of Bimon, and there had even been the possibility of territorial division, but they all ended in failure. Nevertheless, now looking at the national strength of the Bimon kingdom, it seems to have a much higher chance of success than in the previous years.

The more Liu Zhenhan thought about this possibility, the more he was certain that this was what the old swan was thinking. If he brought these fallen elves to the Donau Wasteland, with the complex and frequent internal relationships of the fallen elves, plus his eloquence and charisma, he could completely attract more to his cause. If the Demon Clan invaded again and disrupted the whole continent’s pattern, he would indeed have an opportunity to stand out.

Seeing Liu Zhenhan squinting his eyes, staring at him with fluctuating eyes, Mourinho greeted him with a smile, elegantly and calmly puffing on his cigar.

"Why did you tell me all this?" Liu Zhenhan asked.

"I hope all Bimon can live under the fair sky, at least learn to think about what freedom and democracy are." Mourinho said solemnly: "Although it is very difficult to achieve this wish, I hope to get more understanding and support."

"Everyone has the right to choose. I have always admired you. As far as I’m concerned, you can be assured that I just want the Bimon of Feilengcui to live comfortably. As for the struggle for power and profit, that’s something for those who have such thoughts to consider, which I never have." Liu Zhenhan said with a bitter smile.

"That’s good, half each for the Buer tribe and Antelope Man." Mourinho finished puffing the last of his cigar and flicked the butt into the moat.

"That’s impossible." Liu Zhenhan shook his head.

"Didn’t you say that you have no desire for power or profit? Why do you want to control so many powerful races?" The smile on the Swan’s face was filled with deep mockery.

"Don’t forget the most basic fact, my respected Lord Mourinho. You know, the Antelope men simply don’t want to leave the underground world." Liu Zhenhan’s face also filled with a sarcastic taste.

"The existence of the magic teleportation array can set up an open door between Feilengcui and the underground world, and the fallen elves will no longer station in the underground on a large scale due to the Hell Black Dragon and Evil-eye Tyrant. If I’m not mistaken, you originally planned to settle them on the Kalimdo Plain. With your character, all the fallen elves will leave, and you will definitely destroy the two-way magic teleportation array cleanly. This way, even if these fallen elves take your mages, they will never be able to return to the underground world to recruit grain and mine through the magic teleportation array. The underground world will become your own backyard. Am I right?" Mourinho said with a smile, "Don’t get excited, see, I didn’t expose you in front of the fallen elves. I still admire you, you must know how dangerous and sacrificial the falling ceremony is! And the large magic teleportation array! God of War, how many high-quality magic materials are needed, how superb alchemy skills are required, and a mage needs to infuse how much magical power to send the fallen elves with a population of three million out of the underground! I really admire your courage to have such a huge idea and I am genuinely jealous of your magic resources under your hand!"

"You didn’t expose me, but you almost did. What a great plan of pitting me against them, bringing these people to my doorstep, how can I confront them now?" Liu Zhenhan sneered.

"I just state the facts and reason. The choice is always in the hands of the fallen elves. I didn’t force them to choose. Remember what I said, Richard, the fallen elves are not idiots." Mourinho said indifferently, "There is no harm for them coming to the Donau Wasteland. Relying on the gray dwarf blacksmiths and elven blacksmiths, the weapon supply of the whole Bimon kingdom will leap in quality. Aren’t we always preparing for the Holy Temple Knights? In that case, we will have priority in supply. Don’t always look at the bad side of things, this time we actually both win. You shouldn’t be afraid of these fallen elves. As long as the Smey Clan succeeds in transferring, establishing a new province south of the Sanggan River, with us Smey Swan here, their powerful air force is just for show."