Farming with Entries: From Lord to Emperor

From the current reactions of the two ambassador groups, Luo De already had an idea in his mind.

They are indeed concerned about their attitude.

"Let’s go, let’s head back and see how to deal with these two ambassador groups."

Luo De was just about to turn around and leave the city wall.

Suddenly, he saw a young girl in a white fur coat jumping off the carriage below.

She raised her head as if she sensed something and glanced up at the city wall.

Luo De’s brow slightly furrowed.

He murmured softly to himself:

"To make me take a side, they’re starting to play the emotional card."

...

...

Border City Manor’s drawing room.

The flame in the fireplace was burning brightly.

Luo De sat in the main seat on the platform, quietly waiting.

After a short while, two nobles walked slowly into the hall, guided by the guards.

A middle-aged man in a luxurious purple ceremonial robe, wearing a golden royal badge on his chest, stepped forward first and bowed to Luo De,

"Honorable Lord of Black Pine Ridge, Dragon Rider, Baron Luo De Tulip,"

"I am the ambassador of the Broken Rock Empire, to the twenty-fifth Emperor, Atrey of Broken Rock, Yoens Windshade."

After the purple-robed noble introduced himself, he took out a scroll tied with a golden ribbon from his bosom, looking extremely formal.

He unfolded the parchment and quickly declared loudly:

"By the Empress’s will, for the long-term peace of the Empire, the Empire hereby confers Luo De Tulip as the Northern Duke.

To recognize his unparalleled martial prowess, rebuilding order in the chaotic lands, and protecting the safety of northern people’s lives.

Luo De Tulip will govern the northern frontiers, becoming the guardian of the Empire’s North and the shield of the Empire.

The title shall be linked to Luo De Tulip’s family, inheriting continuously through generations."

"Hmm?"

Luo De looked aghast at the purple-robed noble.

Being conferred as the Northern Duke just like that?

Why does it sound so casual?

The reason sounds too forced, doesn’t it?

Moreover, the specifics of the territory’s scope are not mentioned.

Does that mean what I’ve occupied is mine?

Luo De felt a bit amused.

He thought of the mythical stories from his past life, the episode of the heavenly court conferring Brother Monkey as the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

It’s just a title to prevent him from causing trouble, forced upon him.

But aren’t they afraid Marquis Cold Blade would feel sidelined?

Although Luo De had doubts in his heart, he didn’t say anything.

The purple-robed noble put away the scroll and seeing Luo De didn’t rise to accept the conferral, showed no trace of embarrassment,

He continued, "Congratulations on becoming the ruler of the North, Honorable Lord Duke."

"To honor your achievements, Her Majesty the Empress has specially sent you some gifts..."

"Ahem!"

A loud cough suddenly interrupted the speech of the purple-robed noble.

The sound was deliberately extended, with an implicit reminder.

Another noble elder, dressed in a dark green ceremonial gown, also stepped forward, slowly pulling out a scroll from his sleeve.

The parchment was sealed with red wax, looking just as formal and solemn.

"Honorable Lord Luo De, you are certainly the Duke of the Northern Territory."

He paused, his gaze sharply sweeping over the purple-robed noble, his voice sharp, intentionally high-pitched,

"But a true Duke title should be conferred by the actual Emperor."

"The conferral of the false emperor is just a mirage in a dream and cannot be counted."

"However, you needn’t worry as Broken Rock Empire’s twenty-fifth Emperor Egon of Broken Rock has ordered me, Cruz Black Chrysanthemum, to bring you the true decree."

The green-robed elder hurriedly unfolded the parchment, without formal self-introduction,

"Luo De Tulip possesses courage and strength surpassing other nobles."

"He subdued the rampaging dragon in the north, protecting the people from disaster."

"To honor Luo De Tulip’s remarkable achievements, he is hereby appointed as the Northern Duke, able to lead all nobles of the Northern Territory."

"This title belongs to him and his descendants eternally, passing through generations."

As the words fell.

The hall plunged into eerie silence.

The two ambassadors stood still, each holding their own decree high.

They remained fixed in place, neither willing to step back.

Suddenly, a log in the fireplace crackled.

Sparks flew, quickly extinguishing on the floor.

Luo De sat on the platform, watching the scene before him, unable to contain his laughter.

Both sides generously wrote empty checks.

However, it seems neither is particularly keen on this northern land, otherwise, they wouldn’t hand it over to him so readily.

Seeing Luo De’s silence and lack of response, accepting neither decree, the purple-robed noble turned to the green-robed elder beside him,

"Egon, that child who often wets his pants?"

The purple-robed noble’s voice was icy,

"Does he understand what being a Duke means?"

"I wonder if he can even write his own name clearly?"

The purple-robed man’s words were full of contempt.

"The Regent Prince understands Lord Luo De’s achievements."

The green-robed elder responded with a steadfast face, "This conferral was written by the Regent Prince, entrusted by Emperor Egon."

"Regent Prince?"

The purple-robed man sneered, with mockery in his tone, "Nothing but an ambitious betrayer."

"All nobles know the Regent Prince’s loyalty!"

The green-robed elder’s face turned flushed.

"As for your so-called Empress Atrey, she is the real usurper stealing the Empire’s power!"

"Rude!"

The purple-robed man took a step forward.

...

The two began quarreling, their voices growing louder.

Luo De remained seated, quietly watching their dispute.

Until they quarreled face to face, spitting almost into each other’s mouth, Luo De suddenly stood up.

The argument between the two ambassadors abruptly ended, both turning to look at Luo De.