A rare magical miracle in the world

Chapter 298: Chapter 160: I Want Your 2 Million Marine Territory! (Request for Monthly Pass)_4

“Ahem.”

Micia: “Um, I was a bit impulsive just now.”

Micia had calmed down, but she kept looking at Little Xiong Duoduo, who was shivering behind her sister’s foot.

Pin Sanlang quickly ran over and hid behind Little Xiong Duoduo’s body.

There was also Cat Sisi, who silently lay on her sister’s shoulder, warily watching Micia.

The little ones were startled by Micia’s fervor and dared not leave their sister’s side.

“What are they?”

“My maid and two brave knights.”

Cat Sisi was the little maid, while Little Xiong Duoduo and Pin Sanlang were the loyal and brave guards of her Majesty the Queen.

However, these two guards seemed to have lost their fighting ability.

“Pfft!”

Micia laughed: “Brave knights, hahaha.”

“Hmph!”

Little Xiong Duoduo and Pin Sanlang felt belittled by Micia, pouting angrily as if they were really upset.

“Alright, alright, since they’re not just anyone,” Micia said, “let’s all go in together.”

Micia: “Little guy, how about coming into sister’s arms?”

Little Xiong Duoduo: I don’t want to be held by a strange auntie!

Micia: “Shy, are we?”

Little Xiong Duoduo: I am angry, you strange auntie!!!

Micia: “So cute~~~”

The discussion to follow was a negotiation belonging to the Master of Miracles, no irrelevant person was to draw near.

However, each person could bring attendants and guards.

The number couldn’t be too many—basically, just one or two.

Her sister brought these three little fellows; if anything were to go wrong, Bailuo, with one summoning from the Queen of Avalon, could be home in minutes.

At that moment, her sister simply needed to grab and lift the little animals and she could immediately return to Avalon.

Therefore, her sister was not concerned about safety, as she’d already positioned herself in an invincible spot.

“Are you, the one who captured Little Sig, the new Master of Miracles?”

Morgan’s appearance was not that of an older man, which was somewhat unexpected to her sister.

“Got any insights?”

Glancing at this man in his thirties, her sister calmly sat down.

This was a place with two pavilions, with white gauze fluttering in the breeze, surrounded by a quiet and beautiful garden, with three chairs placed to the north, south, and east of the round table.

“No insights,” Morgan: “just anger.”

Her sister sat facing Morgan, each occupying the south and north sides.

Micia sat on the east side, acting as the witness to this negotiation.

Behind Morgan stood a woman who was seductively beautiful but who gave her sister a hint of malice, along with the Deep Sea King standing by the sides of the King of the South Sea.

Micia’s guards were a man and a woman.

The woman was the Saint of Dawnlight, Avril, and the man was an incredibly delicate looking young man.

He was about fourteen or fifteen years old, clothed in silver-white knight’s armor, his entire being emanating an aura that was holy, brilliant, warm, elegant, tranquil, like the most loyal Holy Knight to a goddess, untainted in both body and soul.

Her sister naturally didn’t know his identity, but being able to stand with Avril,

The identity of a Legendary Warrior was self-evident.

“Both of you, may I say a word first?”

As the hostess, who was also the strongest Immortal Hawk, took the floor, it was natural to give her face.

“Since both of you are willing to negotiate peacefully, can we have less verbal strife,”

Micia said: “and go directly to the content of the negotiation, what do you say?”

“Fine.”

Her sister naturally preferred to get straight to the point.

“Good.”

Morgan agreed. He did not question her sister on why she had captured Sigurian.

Since she had already done so, what they now needed to negotiate was how to get him back.

“What do you want?”

Morgan: “How can I get Little Sig back?”

“Your Majesty.”

The Deep Sea King wanted to remind Morgan that they were somewhat at a disadvantage in this manner.

“No matter.”

However, Morgan said: “I don’t like haggling. Tell me directly what you want, as long as it’s something I can accept, it’s no problem.”

Is this how one negotiates?

Or is Sigurian so important to Morgan that he is willing to cast aside his interests?

From Morgan’s words, Senior Sister sensed the character of this man.

He is a good father who cherishes his children, willing to bow his head to our Yadun when his son is captured.

“You say this, but it seems you’re thinking too poorly of our Yadun,”

Yadun?

The sudden mention of this word caused a slight twitch in the eyebrows of the silver-haired youth standing behind Micia.

He looked at Senior Sister, only to find that Isefia was quite unfamiliar, someone he had never seen before.

So, the youth resumed his indifferent demeanor and ceased to ponder further.

“After this negotiation, Yadun will still need to survive on the sea,” Senior Sister said, “Although I have captured your son, I still hope to coexist peacefully with the South Sea Kingdom.”

“Why not live in harmony and jointly develop the sea? What’s not to enjoy?”

The statement was also meant for Azure.

You, Azure Duchy, have large businesses and a vast sea domain; sharing some of it with me, giving me a foothold, shouldn’t be a big deal, right?

The Azure Duchy nominally possesses sea territories spanning over 12 million square kilometers.

What does that mean?

It’s nearly half the size of the Pacific Ocean—all belonging to Azure!

Azure has 12,000 islands, large and small, with a national land area of nearly 2 million square kilometers, and they also control a vast sea territory that is 50 to 60 times larger than their land area.

With such a vast expanse, can a population of just 30 million develop it?

Keep in mind, no matter how holy and impressive Shockwave City may seem,

most of the cities in the Azure Duchy are still the world of mortals.

Their technological level is basically equivalent to the 16th or 17th century of Bailuo’s previous life.

They don’t have the technology to develop the sea, and Micia has little interest in the monotonous ocean.

“The seabed is already claimed by others.”

Micia reminded Senior Sister, “The underwater world of the Azure Sea Domain mostly belongs to Duke Yangbo; if what you want are islands on the sea surface, I can make that decision.”

The miracle of Duke Yangbo is the Middle-tier Miracle Structures [Yangbo Crystal Palace].

This palace is built deep under the sea, akin to the palace of the sea god, and serves as the residence and the center of Duke Yangbo’s capital.

If a sea territory of 10,000 square kilometers, or a square of 100 kilometers by 100 kilometers, was taken as an example,

then the Azure Duchy, internationally, controls over 12,000 such sea territories.

Out of these 12,000 sea territories, only two-thirds belong to the Azure Duchy, that is 8,000.

The islands above the vast sea are being carved up and thoroughly distributed by Immortal Hawk and Shen Niang.

But underneath these 8,000 maritime territories lies the domain of Duke Yangbo.

This, in fact, isn’t really a problem.

After all, neither Immortal Hawk nor Shen Niang actually possess the troop types or technology to develop the vast ocean.

If Duke Yangbo wants to bother with it, then it’s all his.

After all, 65% of the resources extracted from the ocean belong to Duke Yangbo, and the remaining 35% is split, with 15% going to Immortal Hawk and 20% to Shen Niang.

Upon further thought, having someone help develop the underwater world seems to be not so bad.

Next, there are the remaining 4,000 or so territories.

Of these more than 4,000 sea territories, Morgan owns 1,800.

The other 2,200, with 1,000 belonging to the King of the Eastern Sea and 1,200 to the King of the West Sea.

Of course, it’s not to say the Kings of the East and West Seas only have this much.

In fact, the King of the Eastern Sea also possesses a brilliant sea domain with a territory even more extensive than Morgan’s, and furthermore, stronger in power.

“Our Yadun does not need the seafloor of Azure; what I want is a portion of what is in the hands of Mr. Morgan,”

“Which part, and how much do you want?”

Nowadays Morgan, who has been through the Third Awakening for years,

commands a Miracle Troop Type that is nearly at its peak, and does not urgently need vast land and a large population.

Of course, if Morgan’s Miracle reaches the Fourth Awakening, then he will most certainly need an even more vast territory.

But that is far too distant.

Ten years for the Second Awakening, a hundred for the Third, a thousand years for the Fourth.

The Abyss Gu Flute thinking of the Fourth Awakening, without a boost like the Mysterious Dragon, would have to wait at least 800 years.

The exceptionally talented may shorten this duration.

However, without three to four hundred years, Morgan feels he simply does not need excessive territory.

Therefore, for Morgan, it is quite a good deal to exchange the unnecessary land for Sigurian.

“Since you have heard of my nation’s name, I assume you also know about the discord between Yadun and Iron Eagle,”

“She wants the coastal areas of Birch Tree Land and Thistle Province.”

The Deep Sea King learned the purpose of Senior Sister, and so he relayed to Morgan, who asked, “You want the northern sea territories of mine?”

“What I want is not much,”

Senior Sister said, “Your maritime kingdom has 1,800 sectors; I’ll take one-ninth of that, how about 2 million square kilometers?”