Chapter 1051: Chapter 833, Agreement Reached (5000 words, one update today.)_2 Chapter 1051: Chapter 833, Agreement Reached (5000 words, one update today.)_2 “Yes!” the Commander waved his hand, and the caravan began to move toward the direction of the Association.
Along the way, there was a cacophony of voices.
Wu Heng pulled open a crack in the carriage window to look outside.
An old man with a cane followed the crowd, grumbling, “We can't just hand over our land.”
Women clutched their children, with anger in their eyes, crying vehemently, “My man died, why are we negotiating now?”
Youngsters, children, were all shouting in unison under one command, “Resist to the end, no negotiations!”
Residents who were usually numb to politics and uninterested.
This time, they had all gathered together, shouting slogans of no negotiations.
United as one.
“The public is easily swayed by some speeches. The Royal Family has its own Bards. Their skill is to make sure their policies are supported and they seem exceptionally excited, but this only lasts for a limited time,” the Princess explained from the side.
“I know,” Wu Heng nodded.
During the last false prince's speech, various spells were used to enhance the persuasiveness of the words.
What the Princess meant to say was that these people were being influenced.
In reality, with the power of the Skeleton Army, it was entirely possible to crush the resistance.
But that would result in more deaths.
Hence, Wu Heng had spent a great deal of time looking for a more gentle method of occupation.
“Your Highness, we have arrived at the Association. I've already arranged with the local Steward to use the meeting room,” the Commander informed him.
Wu Heng stepped out with the Princess, walked through the hall, and entered the meeting room on the side.
After waiting for a while in the meeting room.
The managing minister 'Edwin' came in with several officials. Glancing at Wu Heng and the accompanying Princess, he greeted, “Your Highness, Princess.”
“Hmm, what's going on outside?” Wu Heng asked.
The managing minister's face was grim, “Someone released news that you're ceding the land to save your own life, claiming that if the land falls into the hands of Necromancy, the living will become experimental subjects and slaves.”
Well… that's not very original.
This was the same rumor circulating in Black Stone Town.
When Lundham City occupied half of another city, the previous City Lord also used similar rumors, claiming that the people living there would become experimental subjects.
And it was still the same now.
Human imagination does seem to lack variety, revolving around these same two themes.
“It's okay, they'll know the truth soon enough,” Wu Heng continued to ask, “Are the people from Lundham City still here for the negotiations?”
“They're all at the tavern, and they've brought their own Guard Team.”
“Go notify them to come here directly to sign the agreement,” Wu Heng instructed.
The managing minister glanced around and then pulled him to the side. Looking again at the Princess, he whispered, “Your Highness, do we need to delay a little, perhaps by arranging for the Princess or someone else to go to Lundham City?”
“Lundham City won't accept that condition, and it would only lead them to doubt our sincerity. Let's stick to the plan we set before,” Wu Heng said directly.
Seeing that he had made up his mind, the managing minister did not press any further.
He said, “I'll personally take a team over there. Things are a bit chaotic in the city, just to prevent any trouble on the way.”
“Good, Vaughn, take some people and go with him,” Wu Heng also instructed.
“Yes!” the Commander nodded and left with a few people.
The rest left.
Wu Heng went to an inner room to change back into the prince's attire.
It was time for the endgame, and he had to play the role of the Second Prince well.
Knock knock knock~!
The door was knocked on, and the Princess walked directly in.
She wore leather armor and donned a hooded cowl.
She looked more like a mercenary coming to the Association for a mission.
The Princess pushed up the brim of her hood, her gaze complex as she looked at him.
“Leaving?” Wu Heng asked.
He had promised her that he would release her once the Second Prince's role was over.
Although not formally concluded, the proceedings that followed would not need her.
“Yes, I've come to say goodbye,” the Princess stood still, her face showing a gentle smile.
Wu Heng took out two heavy pouches, “Find a place you like and start a shop.”
The Princess's expression faltered, but she looked at the bags and still collected them, “Thank you. When I have money later, I will repay you.”
“There's plenty to spare, we won't miss this little bit.”
The Princess smiled, waved her hand, and said, “Then I'm off.”
“Go then,” Wu Heng nodded.
The Princess took one more look at him, then left the room.
Taking the maids who came with her, they all headed outside.
Wu Heng finished dressing.
A guard's voice came from the doorway, “Your Highness, the people from Lundham City have arrived and are in the meeting room.”
Wu Heng opened the door and strode toward the meeting room.
Inside the meeting room, the atmosphere was rather tense.
Along the two sides of the oak conference table, the delegations sat starkly divided.
On the left, officials from the Second Prince's camp. On the right, negotiators from Lundham City, led by 'Hartel.'
One of them was the Steward from the local Association.
As a third-party observer, also considered a witness.
Creak~!
The door opened.
Wu Heng, dressed in a deep blue brocade robe, walked in, sweeping his gaze across the room and making brief eye contact with Hartel.
Hartel's lips slightly curled, then flattened again, his expression stoic.
“Your Highness,” the officials bowed.
Wu Heng nodded, then gave a nod to the local Steward by way of greeting.
He took his place at the main seat on the left and got straight to the point, “I accept Lundham City's proposal, and we can sign the agreement today.”
“That would be best,” Hartel said, pulling out a copy of the agreement promptly.
Before Wu Heng could speak, the managing minister interjected, “Isn't your Leader coming?”
Hartel's expression remained calm, “There's no change in the agreement, and I am fully authorized to handle this matter. Besides, even if the City Lord were to come from Lundham City, it would take at least a half-month. Do you really want to waste time on such a matter?”
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