To be honest, this is the first time that Mark has truly seen disputes over interests between countries. In Mark's fantasy, this meeting should be the heads of various countries wearing suits and ties, with a bunch of pre-prepared documents placed in front of them, and they argued with reason...

but……

Bang!

Carris threw the documents in front of him heavily on the screen, and roared a man on the screen with a blushing face and stretched his fingers.

"Come on! There is a duel where you fly to Britania and fight me with real swords and guns! I'll let you see what Britain is!"

"Ha, duel? It was a dross from hundreds of years ago. This kind of culture is still prevalent in Britain. It is indeed an old antique."

"I ****!" Another secretary of state slammed the table, "I'm going to plant a mushroom for you to see if it's stale!"

"Come on! I'm afraid you won't succeed! No one is the same! Whoever is cowardly will be the grandson!"

...

The conference room was as noisy as a vegetable market, and all kinds of dirty words echoed in Mark's ears.

Mark walked to the corner with a black head and picked up the documents that Carris had left behind.

This is the think tank for this meeting, which is based on geographical location, national strength, technological development, utilization, etc., which is the most beneficial to the logical analysis of the Miltese mine in the direction of Britania.

Those debaters almost expected all the debate points that the other party could think of under normal circumstances, and conducted mock debates for three days and three nights, just for this meeting...

But... I didn't expect that even Mark felt that his chances of winning were very high, but in the true sense it became a weapon...

Bruce walked over from one side and patted Mark on the shoulder.

"Just get used to it. These people are all smart. No one will let anyone in the interests of the country. It is common for debate to overturn the table. The meetings you see on live broadcasts in the past are usually just discussed and walked through the process.

But don't worry, our Secretary of State has a strong combat power, no need to drink water when spraying for five seconds, and has a remarkable record. He once sprayed Eric, one of the EU members, to retire."

Mark asked in surprise, “Didn’t he have a heart attack?”

"That was a meeting on oil issues. Both sides quarreled for two hours, and suddenly had an acute heart disease in the ICU for twelve hours. After returning, they retired..."

Mark looked at the black line.

“The truth is often overwhelming…”

"Fortunately it's an online meeting now, otherwise it would be even more troublesome."

"Can you still fight?"

“It’s not that it has happened.”

mark:"……"

The meeting lasted six hours, and the two sides alone had more than three hours of scolding each other. Mark was simply amazing about the combat effectiveness of various countries.

I have never seen some rare and uncommon words, but I can only say that I am the leader.

Of course, the final result is actually similar to what the think tank predicts. The main reason is that the three parties are taking the big heads and the other small countries have some soup. The main points of dispute are that these three parties are arguing.

The Beichen Kingdom is 30%, Britania is 25%, and EU is 30%. After these three bigwigs are divided, the remaining 15% of the remaining countries will be divided. Then they will extract some things defined as "tax" from their respective shares to give benefits to the forces on the Middle Turkey continent.

Receiving is the core concept of sustainable development, and all countries are aware of this.

The screen dimmed again, and Carris sat in a seat with the rest of the Britannian top leaders drinking water and gasping, as if he had just experienced a thrilling battle.

It was the first time that Mark knew that the meeting was a physical job...

"Mark, tell us in detail about the cooperation plan you have said you would report to us about the native supernatural forces of Britain."

Carris, who recovered, said to Mark.

"Don't you take a break?"

"No need, I will go back to Pandaragon to report the results of this meeting to the Queen."

Mark nodded, took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and inserted it into the computer that controlled the large screen in the corner. Then, the screen lit up again, and a PPT appeared in front of everyone.

It was a sorted timeline, starting from the day of the divine punishment that Kuro told Daner that day, and it was also accompanied by a photo of the Sun Eye of the Shayah.

The photographer is very skilled. The glimmer of light emitted by the sun's eyes shines on his strange and distinctive pupils. The bright eyes seem to contain all things in the universe, with an inexplicable sense of sacredness.

As long as he doesn't speak...

Then, after the timeline, King Arthur drew out his sword from the stone and became the King of Britain to create the Knight of the Round Table, and the establishment of Kama Taj.

Then, there was the witch-killing incident in Europe, the next sixteenth century, the Knights of the Round Table were persecuted by the royal family, and the British royal family was rescued by the Knights of the Round Table in the 18th century after losing power.

Then there is the modern timeline, the flame dog incident, the demonic evil incident, etc. As the timeline appears, Mark is also accompanying the explanation.

"Above, this is everything we know about this organization at present. Some of the middle is based on my own guesses, but based on the behavior of those magicians and the information they reveal to us in a vague way, there may be some gaps, but not much difference."

"In the past six months, our 11th District has been working hard to contact them, especially in the past few months. We have successfully communicated with them and worked together to solve the supernatural disaster caused by a magic recovery. At the same time, because of this cooperation, we have initially established good trust and obtained magic items that can actively communicate with them."

Carris crossed his fingers and dragged his chin, staring at the timeline in front of him calmly.

"Have you asked? Mark, is the wish of the Knight of the Round Table, still willing..."

"It should be impossible, Prime Minister." Mark shook his head, "I am now a possessor of supernatural powers. I can feel how strong I am. Those round tables will only be stronger than me. The strong are proud. They cannot condescend to ordinary people and be bound by secular rules.

The reason why they still chose to protect Britain was because of their promise to King Arthur, because they wanted to protect the kingdom that was once ruled by King Arthur. But now, although Britania has a close relationship with Britain, we are no longer the same Britain as before."

"I took it for granted," Carris said. "So, what's the cooperation you mentioned before?"

"According to Gandalf, in addition to its book-like nature, the Misilan Mine also has extremely powerful magical passivity, which is particularly suitable for inscribed magic runes."

"you mean……"

Mark nodded, "So I informed them of the discovery of the Miltstone mine through the vocal flowers they left behind, and they were very happy to cooperate with us. They were willing to use blood fusion potions as trading products for Miltstone."

"Bloodline fusion... potion?"

Carris was a little confused. The word was strange to him, but Bruce on one side widened his eyes.

"Wait, what you're talking about is the potion they use on you?"

"What!?" Carris' pupils narrowed, "Is it the potion that caused your body to change?"

"Yes." Mark nodded, paused, and he said, "We had long guessed that they had the ability to mass produce this kind of potion."

“When can the transaction start?”

"Prime Minister." Mark said helplessly, "We don't have a piece of mitral on hand now."

"I understand."

"However, those magicians seemed to be interested in this cooperation and gave us a potion as a deposit."

"Have you tried it?" Carris asked with concern.

Mark shook his head.

"According to those magicians, not everyone can use this potion. It must be used by people with extremely high adaptability to magic, otherwise it will only lead to the death of the injector and even the rampage of magic.

However, those magicians have the ability to detect adaptive people, and on the next day, they handed me the list of adaptive people across the country. Please take a look..."

As he said that, Mark handed over the documents in his hand to Carris.

Carris took the document and looked carefully, then frowned.

"Why are they all children?"

On that list, we can see many familiar figures, such as Sherlock William, John H. Watson and other names, with their family background and background.

"According to Mr. Kuro, as the period of ending the divine punishment is approaching, children under the age of eighteen will be more magical than adults."

Carris nodded.

"The collection of the Mithril mine should be in place soon. I want you to try to find all the people on the list within a month."

"I'm already looking for it. In fact, according to those magicians, after the potion is used, my own magic power will be qualitatively improved. If I don't get reasonable teachings to use this power, there will be serious consequences."

Mark said seriously, "It is precisely because of this that Mr. Crowe sealed my power in that weapon."

Several people on the conference table tray looked at each other.

"What will happen?" Carris asked.

"According to those magicians, but because of lack of guidance and lack of learning to control and control their own power, they will lead to some kind of dark magical parasite."

As he said that, Mark picked up the screen and pressed the remote control, and a video began to be played on it.

That was a certain clip of where the magical beast was, but Kuro made some tricks in it, and there was no major change.

Don’t forget that although this country was inherited from Britain, the land they live in is in another parallel space and time belongs to the Lighthouse Kingdom.
Chapter completed!