I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Take the palace as a dot.

In the center of the imperial capital, there is a large area of ​​protected historical and cultural relics.

The Embassy of Silla is one of them.

Of course, this also includes the Fuso Embassy, ​​which is built with bamboo and wood materials opposite the embassy.

Cui Min first looked from the window of his office to the door of the Fuso Embassy opposite.

There, a car with a diplomatic flag was driving in.

"Hmph!" Cui Min snorted coldly.

Silla and Fusang, facing each other across the sea, have been neighbors and mortal enemies for generations!

This has always been the case since ancient times.

Even though Cui Minxian's professional ethics as a diplomat requires him to smile at everyone.

But it was still difficult for Cui Minxian to have a good impression of the Fusang people.

"Cui Libin..." A voice came from behind: "The Ambassador ordered you to go to his office!"

Cui Min lowered the curtain first and nodded: "Okay!"

Then, he walked to the mirror and tidied up his appearance.

There can be no flaws at all.

Must be strict!

Because this is the imperial capital of Xia Kingdom.

At his feet was Silla's diplomatic territory.

It is a window for all the people of Silla to show their spiritual outlook and image in the face of this ancient empire.

Therefore, one must be meticulous.

You must be cautious!

Cui Min tidied up her appearance first, and then strode towards the ambassador's office at the end of the embassy.

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

He knocked on the door and announced: "Sir, I have been ordered to come and report!"

"Come in!" A majestic voice came from inside the house.

Cui Min opened the door first and saw Silla Ambassador Moon Bongmyung talking to someone on the phone.

"Sir..." Cui Min lowered his head and asked, "Do you have any orders?"

Silla is a country with extremely strict hierarchy and extremely rigid order at the top and bottom.

The ancient two classes of nobles did not die out during the three hundred years of dominance by the federal empire.

Instead, it gradually merged with emerging industrial capital and financial capital.

Eventually something called the ‘zaibatsu’ was born.

The chaebols, through their control of land and capital, firmly controlled the fate of the entire Silla.

As a result, the Silla Kingdom became a paradise for chaebols, and they controlled everything inside and outside the country.

And Wen Fengming is the son-in-law of the Li family, the leader of the five major chaebols.

And he is the son-in-law of his legitimate daughter.

Naturally, the status is very unusual.

That's why he was allowed to come here for gold plating.

Stationed in the imperial capital, this was recognized as a gold-plated opportunity in Silla.

Because this is the center of the world.

People here can send you back home to write dozens of fancy reports with just one word of praise.

Several Silla chief ministers have come out like this.

"Cui Libin!" Wen Fengming put down the phone and smiled at him: "Sit down and talk!"

"Yes!" Cui Minxian sat down neatly opposite Wen Fengming.

"I give you a task!" Wen Fengming said with a smile: "A task related to the well-being of our people in Silla!"

Cui Min raised his head first. He was also a son of the chaebol, although he was a side branch and could not inherit the family business.

However, he still understands the words of the plutocrats.

"Is it related to the welfare of the people of Silla?" He sarcastically said in his heart: "The welfare of the chaebols, especially the Li family!"

But in action, Cui Minxian immediately stood up again, puffed out his chest, and said with an awe-inspiring righteousness: "I will fight to the death to complete the mission!"

"Sit, sit, sit..." Wen Fengming chuckled: "This matter is actually not too difficult..."

He pointed to the Fuso Embassy behind him.

"Fuso Embassy picked up an immigration representative from the Imperial Airport this afternoon..." Wen Fengming took out a stack of files from his desk drawer and handed it to Cui Minxian: "Your mission is..."

"Find a way to get close to them..."

"I want to know what the hell the Fuso people are doing?!"

Cui Min took the file first, looked at it, and became confused: "Sir, these are just ordinary files..."

"A Fusang immigrant family was invited..."

"Isn't that strange!"

On the file, there are records of a family named Chiba, all details are on it.

This level of intelligence is not difficult at all for the Silla people!

In the three hundred years of the Federal Empire, Silla immigrants and pro-Silla officials were everywhere in this country.

It can be said that it is not difficult to obtain the internal files of a Fuso family.

Of course, everyone understands.

Compared with Silla, the Fuso people's operations and expenses in the imperial capital were equally huge.

Otherwise, how come Fuso people can always get so much from the annual aid allocation?

The federal empire's security intelligence department will not make things difficult for each other on these matters.

Most of the time, they turn a blind eye.

"Isn't it strange..." Wen Fengming laughed: "The strange thing is..."

"They are from Jiangcheng..."

"And as soon as you get off the plane, you'll be picked up by the embassy!"

"Jiang City?" Cui Min raised his head first. As a diplomat, he knew that it was a coastal city in the south of the Federal Empire.

It seems that it is also a friendship city with a certain port city in Silla?

"Well..." Wen Fengming nodded: "That will be the focus of our diplomatic work next year!"

Cui Min first frowned: "The point?"

What is the focus of Silla’s diplomacy?

Not just externally, closely following the Federal Empire.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Federal Empire also said what the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Kingdom of Silla said.

Even the speeches were copied directly.

Tell me what the difference is.

Probably when scolding Fusang, Silla would be extra energetic.

Wen Fengming coughed: "This is not something you need to worry about!"

"Anyway, you just need to know that the Fuso people attach great importance to this family, and it comes from a sensitive area!"

Cui Min heard it first and understood it instantly.

The historical grievances between Silla and Fusang would take three days and three nights to talk about.

Therefore, there is a proverb in Silla: After every Silla person is born, his parents will teach him two things.

The first thing is to respect Confucius.

The second thing is to hate Fusang.

Therefore, the diplomatic relations between Silla and Fuso are completely conceivable.

What you want to do, I will not let you go smoothly.

Even if they just disgust each other, both parties are happy with it.

Back then, during the turmoil in Kobe, Silla TV's ratings soared to the top.

So, he immediately said: "Sir, please don't worry..."

"Even if I am humble enough to do my job, I will find out the connection even to the death!"

Wen Fengming laughed: "I can rest assured that you will do things!"

After Cui Minxian was sent away, the smile on Wen Fengming's face disappeared.

He picked up a file from his drawer.

"Mr. x..." he muttered.

Silla has been a 'big deal' since ancient times.

Especially in the past three hundred years, the only thing that everyone in Silla needs to work hard on is 'big things'.

Therefore, Silla invested a lot of resources here, sparing no expense.

Now, a figure has emerged who is said to be someone that even this country might want to win over.

Silla naturally wanted to find his traces at all costs.

One is licking.

One more wouldn't hurt.

…………………………

Michiko Chiba was taken to the top floor of the embassy.

A woman wearing traditional Fuso clothes, wearing wooden clogs, walked up to her and bowed deeply: "Are you Miss Chiba?"

Michiko Chiba was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly: "Yes!"

"Please follow me..." The woman laughed, twisted her buttocks, and stepped forward on the wooden board.

Michiko Chiba looked back at her parents and cousin, and with their encouragement, she bravely followed.

Under the leadership of the woman, they walked through the narrow corridor with bamboo and wooden floors and came to a room.

"Please!" The woman bowed: "Your Highness is waiting for you inside!"

Michiko Chiba swallowed and then opened the door.

A young and capable Fuso girl was already looking at her from behind the desk.

"Qianye-chan, right?" She stood up, faced the sunlight coming through the glass window behind her, walked towards Michiko Chiba, and stretched out her hand: "I am Aiko Aimiya..."

"You can call me Aiko..."

"Your Highness..." Chiba Michiko stuttered a little.

It was her first time to face such a noble person directly.

The high and mighty royal princess.

Legend has it that this His Highness is a classmate of the eldest princess of the Federal Empire.

In outside newspapers, they are also hailed as independent female models in the new era.

"There's no need to be so nervous..." Aiko Aimiya smiled: "Chiba-chan doesn't need to call me Your Highness..."

"You are now the pride of our Fuso Kingdom!"

Chiba Michiko raised her head in confusion.

"There are so many chefs in the world..."

"And you are the only Fuso chef invited!"

"He is the representative of my Fuso Kingdom!"

"So..." Aiko Aimiya said with a smile: "On behalf of the Fuso royal family and people, I want to thank you! Qianye-chan!"

"You have brought glory to us Fuso women!"

Chiba Michiko felt dizzy.

He completely fell into the rhythm and control of Li Gong Aiko.

Naturally, the next thing she asked was to answer whatever she asked, without reservation or concealment.

It wasn't until she walked out the door that she suddenly woke up.

"Your Highness Aiko, why do you care so much about Lingsang?"

Just now, Li Gong Aiko was insinuating and asked her several topics related to Lingsang.

She answered seriously.

Of course, she also kept a cautious eye and did not directly tell Lingsang's address.

But thinking back on it now, she was still a little scared.

"Will Lingsang blame me?" she regretted.

A reclusive person probably doesn't like his story to be known casually.

…………………………

Aiko Aimiya looked at the back of that innocent little girl.

She smiled slightly.

"The hidden great sage..."

"The sage who taught you wonderful cooking skills..."

"I usually don't like to go out..."

"Wearing glasses, there is a cat..."

She slowly thought: "Is that Lingsang...that Young Master X?"

she does not know.

But she understood that countless clues had already pointed to her.

After thinking about it, she picked up the phone and said to the other side of the phone: "Prepare a name assassination for me..."

"Send it to Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess tonight..."

"Tomorrow at noon, I will personally pay homage to the eldest princess!"

After a pause, she said: "In addition, pass on my order to wake up all lurkers..."

"I want to know everything that happens in the Silla Embassy!"

Silla and Fuso have been hostile to each other for hundreds of years.

Naturally, it is common practice for both parties to place hidden stakes and drive nails into each other.

Nowadays, the situation inside and outside the imperial capital is turbulent.

Aiko Rimiya also had to activate all the lurkers.

There was no way, she couldn't be sure whether the other party was activated or whether there was a lurker around her.

After all, the relationship between Fusang and Silla has already been 'even if I can't succeed, I can't let him succeed'.

This is not just a historical grudge.

It is also the inevitable result of real interests!

Silla, across the sea from Fuso, was a country that had been closely related to the empire at its feet for thousands of years.

They are also countries that compete for subsidies and aid.

The cake is only so big, if Fusang eats more, Silla will eat less.

The deeper contradiction is the contradiction in the transcendent realm.

There are many islands in the East China Sea.

The tide of spiritual energy washed over the seabed of the East China Sea.

Spiritual creatures appear every year.

Fuso and Silla both want to dominate this precious land.

The extraordinary beings of the two countries have been in constant conflict in the East China Sea for more than ten years!

If it weren't for a Big Mac standing in the middle.

They were already at war with each other.

……………………

After eating and drinking, Lingpingan walked downstairs. It was already evening.

He turned on the light and looked at the time. It was half past six.

Reopen the bookstore door.

He thought for a while, found a piece of paper and pen, and wrote a notice on it: The shop owner will be away for a few days for something, and he hopes all new and old customers will tell each other.

actually……

He understood that this was a fool's errand.

Does he have any regular customers here?

New customers will become extinct.

But... just for show.

After writing the notice, he put it in the drawer of the counter.

Then, he looked at the kitten Best on the counter.

"Little darling..." he said, "You seem to have to check it in!"

He certainly knows that for safety reasons, civil aviation regulations require pets to be checked in.

Meow!

The kitten meowed softly.

"Then let's just say it!" Lingpingan touched its head: "You have to be good then!"

Meow!

The kitten meows again, extremely docile.

………………………………

Li Anan finally got his latest mission.

This was also the reason why she was recalled to the imperial capital.

"Major Li An'an!" Her immediate boss, Lieutenant General Zhang Hui, personally handed the letter of appointment to her: "Contact extraordinary representatives from various countries..."

"Let's work together to maintain order..."

"This is your mission!"

Countless question marks appeared above Li An'an's head.

"General... I don't know foreign languages!" she said.

"It doesn't matter!" Lieutenant General Zhang Hui said: "They know Federal Language!"

This is a fact. Who among the extraordinary representatives of various countries does not know the federal language?

After the Hundred Years' War, the lingua franca in world diplomatic situations was the official language of the Federation and Empire.

The same goes for etiquette.

This is the foundation laid by the war and the embodiment of national strength.

"But, I don't understand many religious and ethnic taboos!" Li Anan argued hard.

"It doesn't matter... Lieutenant Chu understands!" Zhang Hui said with a smile: "Lieutenant Chu Weiwei is a top student at the Federal Empire Central University!"

This is the result of Black Guard's research.

Should Koi go to a position where she can send back the most power?

What better place to display this lucky aura than as a paranormal affairs liaison officer?