Chapter 2024: The Conferment

Everyone looked at Li Hongtian, filled with extreme indignation.

This was already a public humiliation of their French Empire, and the faces of these French Empire nobles and courtiers were devoid of any luster.

"Longyan Envoy, do not be too presumptuous. We in France have never plundered a single person from your Longyan!"

"Unless they are guilty, we in France will absolutely not detain any Longyan!"

Li Hongtian let out a cold snort, having long guessed they would say this.

"Do you really think we don't know what kind of things you French are doing?"

"Three days! We in Longyan want a satisfactory answer!"

Having said this, Li Hongtian left behind the crowd of people burning with rage, departing with a flourish.

Louis XV, who had just been saying he would continue to maintain the battlefield and was holding supreme power, was so angered by Li Hongtian that his whole body trembled like a sieve.

He stared fixedly at the departing Li Hongtian, his fists clenched until they turned white; he did not speak as he watched the figure walk further and further away until it disappeared from his sight, feeling only extreme humiliation.

The French Empire had dominated the world for over two hundred years, yet today it was scolded by a Longyan Envoy, and they dared not even utter a single boast!

It was all because Longyan controlled Saxony and could already station troops in Europe for the long term.

Their France now lacked the ability to continue fighting against Longyan.

Although Louis XV wanted overseas land and to fight Longyan again.

France itself, however, was not directly at war with Longyan.

Li Hongtian's words just now were like dark clouds pressing down upon their heads.

After Louis XV calmed his breathing, he rose and left.

On the way, he asked his confidant whether the matter of the Longyan scientists had been handled well.

His confidant told him that all the Longyan scientists had now signed the agreement.

These people were already criminals of France, and if Longyan were to make a big fuss for these criminals, it would be neither righteous nor justifiable.

Even if Longyan were powerful, they still had to consider their image in the world.

Upon hearing that it had been handled properly, Louis XV cast the matter to the back of his mind.

As long as there was no handle to hold onto, Longyan would not dare to use force against them.

And at this time, in Britain.

The scrapping of the Dreadnought-class Battleship made George III fly into a rage.

However, the colonies captured on the Africa battlefield made him very happy again.

For the British, Africa was full of money to be made everywhere.

The natives there had not developed, various resources had not been utilized, and many places in Africa were still in a tribal state.

There was hatred between tribes, and Britain discovered that as long as they slightly provoked conflicts between their tribes, they, the British, could obtain countless benefits from it at an extremely low cost.

In one place in Africa, there were two black tribes.

One tribe possessed a large amount of arable land and lived by farming.

The other tribe had no arable land but was skilled in hunting; they exchanged the meat they had for the other tribe's grain.

The British discovered the cooperative relationship between these two tribes.

Then the British told the tribe that hunted one thing: if they transported the people of the other tribe to America, they could obtain a large amount of grain.

For a tribe in need of grain, this was simply a fatal temptation.

And it was merely handing the people of the other tribe over to them, the British.

They gladly accepted this proposal, and then the hunting tribe aimed their prey at the farming tribe.

The farming tribe was not as strong as the hunting tribe, and they were quickly captured by the hunting tribe.

The hunting tribe sold the people of the farming tribe to Britain.

Britain then transported them to America, obtaining money stained with sin.

And this was not the end of it; Britain also wanted to sell weapons to the farming tribe, exchanging them for the farmland in their hands.

Originally two tribes that could support each other, under such instigation, they became permanent enemies.

And Britain, regardless of which side they stood on, earned money.

It was just that this place had fallen into death and hatred.

Now, Dike, who had executed all these tasks, had returned to Britain.

He was about to receive the conferment and rewards from George III.

In Buckingham Palace, Dike held his head high, as proud as a swan.

The British nobles and the Councilors who held power looked at this general who had brought wealth to them during their difficult times in Africa, all casting looks of admiration.

They believed the other party had created a miracle for Britain.

Everyone whispered in discussion: "This is what he deserves; he created a miracle of wealth for our Britain."

"Yes."

George III looked at Dike, and Dike knelt on one knee, showing the utmost respect.

George III drew the sword that symbolized power from his waist, lightly touched the other's shoulders and back of the neck, and his majestic voice rang out.

"I shall bestow upon Dick Osgood, Commander of the British Royal Holy Knight Legion, British Honorary Noble, the status of Viscount."

Dike swore solemnly: "I will treat the weak with kindness.

I will face the strong with courage.

I will fight against those who do wrong.

I will fight for those who cannot fight.

I will help those who ask me for help."

I will not harm women.

I will help my Knight brothers.

I will be loyal to my friends.

I will be sincere in love..."

The knighting ceremony lasted for four hours; it was tedious yet solemn.

By the time the ceremony ended, Dike felt as if his feet were floating.

He looked at those Nobles of Britain; from now on, his status would become the same as theirs, or even slightly higher.

Everyone greeted Dike sincerely: "Congratulations, Dike, this is all that you deserve."

"Accept them; I even think that given your abilities, you should have received more."

Dike nodded slightly and did not continue speaking.

In his view, this was merely a normal reward.

George III, the Emperor of Britain, also sent a sincere smile to Dike: "Dike, I have prepared a sumptuous banquet for you to celebrate your achievements."

"Oh, thank you very much," Dike said respectfully.

George III walked over and whispered in Dike's ear: "I heard you brought back some little things from Egypt."

Dike immediately understood what George III meant; what he was referring to was the Mummy he had brought back from Egypt.

"Yes, Your Majesty, it has already been prepared for you."

Hearing this, George III nodded; he was very satisfied with Dike's attitude.

"Very good."

After saying this, George III turned and left.

Dike then set his sights on the Nobles of Britain; those little trinkets he brought from Egypt would surely sell well among them.

At the thought of the endless stream of money that would soon be coming in, the corners of Dike's mouth split into a grin; after this banquet, it would be the best opportunity to promote this magical medicine.

"Alright, friends, let us thank His Majesty for his generosity; he has prepared a sumptuous banquet for us."

Smiles appeared on everyone's faces; a banquet was an exciting event at any time.