The underworld queen come back and slays novel Chapter 230

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Chapter 230

Hearing this, Jedidiah burst into laughter as if he had heard some hilarious joke. “Your Majesty, how can you be so naive? You are an emperor!”

Emperor Grant froze in place, stunned by Jedidiah’s reaction.

After a few seconds, he stammered, “What must I do for you to spare Benson?”

“What must I do for you to spare Benson?”

Hearing this, Jedidiah chuckled and said, “Letting him go is possible. It mainly depends on what price you are willing to pay.”

“What do you want?” Emperor Grant asked cautiously.

“Half of Vyrdenia’s territory, how about that?”

These few words were like a bomb thrown in

the water, exploding with countless splashes.

“You are dreaming!”

Suddenly, Lorne’s firm voice resounded throughout the room. “You are dreaming!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding Vyrdenian high–ranking officials echoed his sentiment.

A person said, “That’s right! Vyrdenia’s territory is sacred and inviolable!”

Another said, “Give up your wishful thinking! Vyrdenia will never cede territory, no matter what!”

Someone else said, “Even if only one Vyrdenian remains, we will fight to the death against the enemy!”

Hearing this, Jedidiah helplessly spread his hands. “In that case, there’s nothing more to be done.”

After speaking, he looked at Emperor Grant and sighed, “The Sunset Empire shows no mercy to captives. I suppose there will be another corpse hanging from the gates of the military tomorrow.”

Jedidiah’s words were like a sharp knife piercing Emperor Grant’s heart, making his already restless heart skip a beat.

He hesitated for a few seconds, then looked at Jedidiah with pleading eyes.

“Mr. Ortega, can you contact the Sunset Empire and ask them not to harm my brother? I need time to consider your

terms…”

An official said, “Your Majesty, no!”

Another said, “Your Majesty, if you agree to his terms, there will surely be an uprising in Vyrdenia. By then, with threats both internal and external, our nation will be in turmoil!”

Someone else said, “Your Majesty, we are also worried about Benson’s safety, but we absolutely cannot agree to these terms!” Already agitated, Emperor Grant felt even more troubled as he listened to the anxious advice of those around him.

He said, “Benson is my only brother. I will never let him die!”

A high–ranking military official, who had been dissatisfied with Emperor Grant even before entering the room, immediately suggested, “Your Majesty, let General Valor return to the battlefield! With her there, Benson might still have a chance.”

Emperor Grant’s brow furrowed. “What did you say?”

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