"Stop scolding, stop scolding, I admit my mistake." The middle-aged man in uniform passed between the positions and just walked to the front of the crow and Maiss. Before he could speak, he saw the crow holding his head and said with a smile, "I admit that this time it was a bit too much. The adoptive mother and the Marquis will bear the compensation they deserve, and accept mediation, do not attack them on their own initiative, and try their best to avoid further large-scale destruction."

"You can stop at the right time, don't go too far. I really want to remove our... "Before you say it, middle-aged man in uniform, he was blocked by the crow before he could choke and his forehead was leaping. He took several deep breaths in a row before he could barely calm down. He said angrily, "You all have their own opinions. Our crew cannot distinguish the authenticity, nor are they interested in distinguishing the authenticity. Since you both have maintained a relatively harmonious relationship with our crew before, and you don't have to worry about the impact of innocent passengers, it is not unacceptable to lend the space on the train to you to resolve the conflict."

"But this does not mean that you can act recklessly. You nobles represent the women who have started to create some vicious cases, we can pretend that we can't see them, you outsiders throw high-explosive bombs in the car, and we can pretend that we don't know. Even if you both sides have dismantled all the way through, the main structure of the car is made of Morey alloy, which is quite solid and will not be completely destroyed. We gritted our teeth and endured it and did not interfere with your actions. But you just crossed the line and have exceeded our tolerance line."

"So I now issue an ultimatum on behalf of the crew, asking you to stop large-scale wars immediately. No matter whether you choose to negotiate or duel, it is strictly forbidden to destroy the train again. Otherwise, if anyone violates the ultimatum, our Orient Express crew will abandon the neutral position and join their opposing parties, and first work together to resolve the violations."

"You should know what your words mean." Maisse's face turned darker, his blood-red lips tightly pursed, and his hateful voice seemed to squeeze out from his teeth. "You are threatening one of the Thirteen Holy Family, which is equivalent to declaring war on the Kreus Family."

"That's right, I'm threatening your Klees family. Those who destroy the trains are all from your Klees family. I'm just a threat and have left you room for room. Even if you really declare war on you, Marquis of Klees has nothing to say." Although he is just an ordinary person, his aura in uniform is more powerful than that of the first-level equally powerful Maiss. He responded with a sneer, "Besides, don't forget that the operators of our Orient Express, the church forces and the family alliance have had tripartite agreements. We promise to remain neutral, but once any personnel from any side try to destroy tracks and train-related facilities, we have unlimited self-defense rights and can use all means to prevent their actions, even to start a war with the forces behind it. And once war begins, other forces that recognize the agreement must provide support to us."

"We cannot restrain the masters of glory, but if people below the glory level want to break the agreement, we don't mind exercising our power, which can be an example for local forces around the world. Why, you, Earl Maiss, are you ready to challenge the rules set by the tripartite agreement, or are you interested in becoming a role model? If you are interested, we are willing to help you realize it. I will definitely die at that time, but I can guarantee that no one of your people will die here, and your Earl's fief will also turn into scorched earth without leaving a living mouth."

"Click" sounds, the war mechas on both sides of the train twisted the surfaces on both sides of the main arm, and several thin beam gun barrels appeared on both sides of the main arm, saying they were thin barrels, but compared with the size of the mechas, in the eyes of normal humans, each one was thicker than a human head, and it was simply a few energy cannons.

"Hmph, withdraw." Maissis glared at the crow and the middle-aged man in uniform with viciousness, turned around and left angrily, leaving only the last sentence, "You better not cross the nine carriage, otherwise I don't guarantee that others will not seek revenge on you."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, can this person not afford to lose?" Crow had already stood in the same place with Rose, leaning against the broken carriage wall with his hands on his chest, and said with a smile, "It's obvious that he was beaten to pieces and looks as if he is showing off his might. It's really..."

"Mr. Crow." Jing muttered to Rose. The middle-aged man in uniform had naturally turned to the crow who had pretended to be a fake device. He did not face the toughness of Maiss in his expression, but was deeply helpless. "To be honest, you helped us a lot in the previous Breath of the Dragon. It is not an exaggeration to say that it saved the reputation of the Orient Express for a thousand-year reputation. All the crew members of our crew are sincerely grateful to you. Although we cannot stand directly on your side due to the neutral position of the tripartite agreement, we are also providing convenience for you as much as possible, such as the self-harm of Ms. Nina, including some traces found during treatment that did not match Ms. Nina's description. We have always kept the secret and did not disclose a word. Moreover, even if we have guessed your plan, we still intervened. You..."

"Cough cough." The crow's eyes were erratic and dry coughed, as if he was embarrassed to look at the middle-aged man in uniform. Well, it was really similar. I just didn't know whether this kind of emotion existed in the crow's cognition.

"Okay, okay, I admit it." After a few rounds of eyes, I found that the middle-aged man in uniform was still staring at him. The crow said with a wry smile, "I really don't have the intention to destroy the train from the beginning to force you into the game. I had other plans, but I didn't expect your secret weapons to produce such a good effect and directly resolve the threat. But I can also guarantee that all my actions will leave room for nothing to really destroy the train. After all, my purpose is to borrow your strength, not to fight with you."

"Oh." The middle-aged man in uniform sighed deeply, "I believe your promise, which is consistent with our judgment, but... please stop doing this."

"Haha, haha, don't worry, don't worry, absolutely not." The crow smiled dryly, "We will go back to our own box now, wait until the train arrives at the station, and we will never start the battle anymore. Well, of course, the premise is that those of Maiss can be as honest as they are and no longer have any wrong ideas."

However, this expectation was difficult to achieve, because just after Maiss left the twelve carriage with his troops, he quickly got into an empty box and connected the communication prompt on his watch.

"Your deduction is right. He has indeed led the crew out to resolve our follow-up offensive. Now we can't take the initiative to attack."
Chapter completed!