Chapter 1371: Hot River Anomaly

"Clack!"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of a spoon hitting the table, the man who was looking through documents in front of the table couldn't help but be stunned, then cast a suspicious gaze at the attendant on the side.

"Where is my soup?"

"Your... Your Majesty..."

Looking at the blue-haired man's gaze of slight dissatisfaction, the pale-faced attendant couldn't help but kneel down with a thud and explained in a panic:

"I... your servant... your soup was just here! I just turned around, and then... and then it was gone!"

Gone after just turning around?

After hearing the attendant's explanation, the burly man couldn't help but frown, roughly knowing where the beef thick soup had gone.

"Fine, I don't blame you."

After waving his hand to signal the attendant to get up, the blue-haired man with a resolute face picked up the silk handkerchief at hand, wiped the soup stains on his big beard, and then ordered indifferently:

"Go down and get three new basins! Also, bring three more basins of frozen eel stew and cheese pot, and open fifty cans of mackerel. Move fast."

"Yes!"

Seeing that His Majesty Harvey didn't blame him, the attendant breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly went to find the kitchen for food. The blue-haired man threw down the silk handkerchief in his hand and stared at the gorgeously dressed old man standing in front of his table.

"Lord Isaac."

After calling the old man's name, the blue-haired man, who had wiped his beard clean, pointed to the summary report on his desk and asked with slight displeasure:

"You dare to hand this kind of thing to me. Are you sure that I will look at your hard work and not punish you?"

?!

Facing the blue-haired man's impolite questioning, the gorgeously dressed old man's back stiffened, and several muddy beads of sweat oozed out on his face covered with makeup.

"Your Majesty... your servant... your servant has really tried his best..."

Looking at the blue-haired man's fingers tapping on the table with dissatisfaction, the gorgeously dressed old man, whose back was already soaked with sweat, couldn't help but plead with trepidation:

"Immediately after receiving your order, your servant contacted the Engineering Department and checked almost all the pipe furnaces in Hot River City, but all the pipe furnaces were operating normally and were not drawing excessive water from the underground hot river. The problem lies in the underground hot river itself.

Later, your servant led his nephew to take twenty exploration teams into the underground hot river. After ten days, nine hundred sets of heat-insulating armor were melted, but we still couldn't find the reason for the overheating of the river this year. Your servant..."

"Lord Isaac!"

After raising his volume to suppress the old man's complaints, the blue-haired man said with displeasure:

"You know, what I want to hear is not this! How hard you worked and how tired you were has nothing to do with the result I want!"

"I only want to see the reason for the river anomaly this year on your report! I want the result, not the process. As long as you can find the reason, I don't care about the specific means!"

"Your Majesty, your servant... your servant will go and continue to investigate, try to..."

"Lord Isaac."

Interrupting the gorgeously dressed old man again, the blue-haired man said with dissatisfaction:

"What I want is not 'try', but 'must'! The foundation of Hot River City's existence is the hot water drawn from the underground hot river and sent to the whole city through pipes!"

"And now the water in the underground hot river is abnormally heating up, the temperature of the whole city is getting higher day by day, and more and more pipe furnaces are being damaged by water vapor. This is a big problem that could destroy the capital!"

"But under my full support, the result of the investigation report you handed in is that you can't find the reason?"

After throwing the investigation report on the table onto the carpet in front of the old man, the blue-haired man restrained his displeasure, stared at the sweating old man, and asked coldly:

"Lord Isaac, you don't really think that if something happens, you, the Minister of the Pipe Department who knows nothing about the situation, can just resign and get away with it, right?" "Thud!"

Scared by the blue-haired man's tone, the old man knelt down on the spot. His collar was already soaked with sweat. He lay half-prostrate on the carpet, trembling as he set a military order to find the reason, and was then half-supported and half-dragged away by two attendants.

And after the dragging sound in the corridor gradually faded away, another middle-aged man in plain clothes stepped forward and handed the document in his hand up.

"Your Majesty, the diplomatic note from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was returned. According to the verbal message from over there, it seems they don't want too many political factors to appear at the wedding, so they refused entry to personnel above the level of Minister of Foreign Affairs. What do you think..."

"Heh."

After looking through the documents on the table, the blue-haired man couldn't help but laugh and evaluated indifferently:

"Just an excuse to delay time."

"The Kingdom of Kroke suffered a great disaster, and all its territory was submerged by the sea, allowing that cunning Queen to pick up a big bargain. And the only thing she needs to do now is to fully digest the 'legacy' of the Kingdom of Kroke before other countries react."

"So I even have reason to suspect that this so-called marriage is one of her means to delay time. After all, for every extra week she delays, she can absorb a little more of the essence left by the Kingdom of Kroke and give that rotting kingdom another breath."

"Your Majesty's insight is brilliant."

After praising him at the right time, the middle-aged man in plain clothes bowed:

"Then in your opinion, should we continue to station troops at the border and hold a few more large-scale exercises to force the other side to change their minds?"

"Of course we must do it!"

After glancing at him, the burly blue-haired man leaned back in his chair and said with certainty:

"According to my understanding of her, that woman who likes to play tricks will definitely not let go of such a convenient opportunity as a wedding!"

"During the period when our envoys are forbidden from entering, she will definitely use the legacy of the Kingdom of Kroke as bait to lure other nearby kingdoms into cooperation and join hands to strangle us!"

"So we must not only continue to station troops at the border, but also take the initiative to provoke, find ways to fight a few controllable small-scale hot wars, force other forces in their country to put pressure on her, and force her to accept the entry of envoys!"

"Okay."

After nodding respectfully and writing down the words of the Northern King, the middle-aged man in plain clothes probed:

"Your Majesty, is the specific candidate for the envoy still Her Highness Melisande?"

"Hmm."

After hearing his sister's name, the blue-haired man's expression softened a little, and he answered gently:

"Although Meli doesn't understand political affairs, her status is noble enough to represent me in reaching cooperation with other kingdoms, and there is no need to worry about her safety. The candidate for the envoy must be her... Where is my soup? Why hasn't it been sent over yet?"

"Your... Your Majesty..."

Hearing the blue-haired man's questioning, the attendant who had just run to the kitchen for food pushed an empty dining cart and moved into the room, trembling.

"It's gone... in your kitchen... now there's only a pile of empty basins, even... even the cook is gone..."

"..."

(F***)?!!!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1372 =====