Chapter 1491: A Show of Power!

At this moment, Egypt.

Not long after Dike issued the order to mobilize thirty thousand British troops, he received invitations from the three local factions.

The Noble, the Veteran Alliance, and the Militia Union—these three local factions were fawning and groveling in their invitations.

After receiving the invitations, Dike gave a cold smile; in his eyes, these three factions were nothing but three dogs.

Dogs are loyal, but they are not.

They only want to defect to Britain because they know Dragon Flame is going to abandon this city and can no longer be relied upon.

Heh...

Dike accepted the invitations and did not refuse.

Nor did he agree.

After delivering this intelligence, the leaders of the three factions felt a sense of relief.

They went back to report to Nashadier.

As for defecting to Dike, all of this was merely a mission for Nashadier.

However, what they did not expect was that while they were just acting, Dike's reaction was somewhat beyond their imagination.

Ever since Dike arrived, Nashadier had disdained living in the City Lord Mansion.

Instead, he lived in Marina's castle.

"Master!"

Nashadier glanced over, saw the three people who had entered with their heads bowed, lowered his eyelids to look at the items on the desk, and said indifferently, "How did it go?"

Marina took a step forward, placed her left arm across her right chest, bowed slightly, and said, "Master, it is done. That British man did not say he would come, nor did he refuse."

Nashadier nodded and said indifferently, "Mm, well done. Prepare something grand for tonight; do not let Dike feel that I have not hosted him well."

"Yes," the three people replied in unison.

Nashadier waved his hand, and York of the Militia Union and Malun of the Veteran Alliance withdrew.

In the room, only the Noble Marina and Nashadier remained; a glimmer of envy flashed in the eyes of the two who had left.

In their view, being able to serve General Nashadier was simply a tremendous honor.

It was just a pity that both of them were men; among the women in the organization, in terms of temperament, appearance, beauty, and bed... none could compare to Marina, who was born a Noble.

Moreover, there are some things that cannot be mastered just by being good-looking.

Those in the Veteran Alliance and the Militia Union who understood had already become women; those who did not understand had simply not yet learned.

The two sighed inwardly and silently withdrew.

Nashadier looked at Marina, who had remained, and Nashadier looked up and smiled lightly.

Marina crawled onto Nashadier again.

Marina whispered, "When we went today, that British man was very arrogant and even showed strong interest in me."

Nashadier glanced at her.

He said coldly, "Woman, is this the attitude you use to beg me?"

Marina understood instantly, and her face turned red at once.

Nashadier felt very satisfied; after it was over, he looked at the limp Marina and said indifferently, "Tonight, Dike will no longer be able to be arrogant."

Marina gave a soft hum; she had long known what Nashadier was going to do.

Time reached the evening, the time for the invitation appointment.

Marina's castle was now glowing with light as bright as day, illuminating the entire castle.

Outside the castle.

Marina, the nominal owner of the castle, stood in the front, followed by York and Malun, and behind them were the leaders of various factions, both large and small.

At this time, the breeze was cold, and these people had already been standing outside for an hour.

Some had even caught a cold.

But none of them had any complaints.

Dike's Horse Carriage was a full two hours late before it finally arrived.

The distance from the City Lord Mansion to here was only ten minutes, yet Dike had deliberately arrived two hours late.

Dike slowly stepped down from the magnificent Horse Carriage, wearing a smile, and looked at this group of people standing in the cold wind with great interest.

He chuckled and said, "Sorry, I am late."

A show of power!

Everyone was very clear that Dike was just putting on a show of power for them.

Marina bowed gracefully and smiled, "Lord Dike, welcome. Please, come in."

Dike looked at the entrance and moved his feet slightly.

The crowd was stunned, not knowing what he was going to do.

After being stunned for three minutes, Dike finally spoke slowly, "Marina, who are these people, and why have they not paid their respects to me?"

After being stunned for three minutes, Dike slowly opened his mouth: "Marina, who are these people, and why did they not salute me?"

"Respectfully welcome Lord Dike, please come in."

Seeing the crowd of people before him offering their invitations with such extreme respect, Dike wore an incredibly arrogant smile on his face and strolled inside.

"Marina, this castle of yours is not bad; it is much better than my City Lord Mansion." Dike narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the castle.

"Marina, this castle of yours is not bad; it is much better than my City Lord Mansion." Dike narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at this castle.

Marina smiled and did not answer.

Dike truly felt this castle was nice, which is why he said so.

It is a pity that such a castle belongs to a Noble, and since he still needs to use Nobles for now, he cannot openly seize this castle.

However...

Dike looked at Marina, who was wearing a luxurious gown; this dress displayed her graceful figure to the fullest, and beauties with this kind of bronze skin were only full of strength; it was rare to see such aesthetic of strength combined with a noble temperament.

This kind of beauty was extremely attractive to Dike.

Dike raised his eyebrows and said confidently, "Marina, be my woman, and I will give you everything you desire."

Marina glanced at him without saying much.

In her eyes, how could such an arrogant and conceited person be even one percent as good as Lord Nashadier?

Moreover, he seemed to be unaware that his death was already approaching.

Dike showed a hint of playfulness regarding Marina's attitude.

In his view, this was merely Marina's final bit of reserve.

Once his army of thirty thousand arrived, this city would be completely taken over, and Nashadier, that dog of the Dragon Flame, would only be fit to bark like a dog then.

At that time, he would just wait for the Dragon Flame army to attack another city of France, and when they took the lead, he would reap the benefits.

Heh heh... Marina, this woman, would only be fit to be his appendage then.

She was just a woman, after all.

"Please, come in."

Dike glanced at Marina, gave a disdainful smile, and walked into the castle.

"Dike, welcome, welcome."

Hearing this familiar voice, Dike was stunned; he looked up, and his pupils suddenly shrank!

"Nashadier!"

In the center of the castle, Nashadier sat alone!

"Why, are you surprised?" Nashadier said with a playful expression.

Dike was only stunned for a moment before quickly regaining his composure; looking at the various leaders of the city standing behind him, he said without any fear, "Are you here today to announce your surrender to me?"

Nashadier chuckled and extended his right hand.

Marina walked over with a pleasant tapping sound; Dike watched as she ran up happily and kissed Nashadier's right hand.

"Egypt Port, the Marina Family announces its allegiance to you."

This was a formal announcement of allegiance to Nashadier.

The others also walked up one after another, and Dike's expression slowly turned to stone.