Black Forest, Darkwater Port.
"No, no, we can't agree to this condition. Iridium source stone is a rare mineral of Chenxi Island, and it is a strategic material. It is too much to provide 100 kilograms a month, and we really can't give so much."
At the negotiating table, Prince Modenai shook his head again and again, looking at him, it seemed that there was no room for negotiation.
Molina was a little annoyed. In the past few days, she had experienced the difficulty of this high elf prince many times. Every cooperation project, he had to ponder over and over again, which was very unpleasant. If it wasn't for the fact that the other party was sincere On the face of it, she is too lazy to do this kind of see-saw negotiation.
After discussing in a low voice with a few of the staff around her, Molina said, "Your Highness, it's meaningless to test each other. Tell me clearly. What's your bottom line?"
"Well...cough~cough~" Modenay suddenly started to cough, at first he coughed a few times, and after a while, the cough became more severe, almost heart-piercing. I spat out on the ground, and it turned out to be blood red, and there was a bloody smell in the air, which turned out to be blood.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, what's the matter with you?" The high elves at the side immediately rushed up to protect him, and at the same time looked at the snake man and demon opposite with a wary face, as if they were doing something bad behind their backs.
Molina was also taken aback. God knows, ever since they got the will of the God of Destruction, they sincerely wanted to cooperate with the high elves and help them successfully integrate the planes. They never thought of doing any tricks behind the scenes. , let alone assassinate the high elf prince.
"Your Highness, how do you feel?" She also asked with concern, and the matter of the negotiation was immediately forgotten by her.
Modenai was still coughing, but his voice was much softer. It took more than half a minute before he took a breath and said weakly: "I've been too tired these days, my old injury has flared up, and I need to rest for a while. I'm afraid I can't continue to be there."
When he was speaking, his face was as pale as paper, there was a glaring pool of blood on the ground, and his spirit was even more depressed.
Molina frowned slightly, and just about to say something, Modenai continued: "The matter of forming an alliance cannot be delayed, my adjutants will complete the negotiation of specific cooperation terms on my behalf."
"I see, that's okay." Molina nodded, and then asked with concern: "Your Highness, I am proficient in some healing magic, do you need me to heal you?"
Modenai smiled bitterly, and waved his hand gently: "Don't worry, my injury is not simple, and the power of World Tree can't do anything, but it's not a hindrance, just let me rest for a while."
After finishing speaking, he nodded apologetically to Molina, then turned to his servant and said, "Take me back."
The servants helped Modenai leave the negotiation venue and took him to the resting place. Modenai was refreshed and said to the adjutant who followed: "Vade, it's up to you next. What conditions the other party proposes, If it’s too much, then fight with them, if it’s reasonable to pick a thorn, if you really can’t pick a thorn, then agree, anyway, it’s just a matter of delaying, do you understand?”
The two flame emissaries haven't brought back the news yet, and the news is so relevant that it directly affects the high elves' strategic arrangements.
If this matter is not confirmed, the high elves cannot make a final decision to fully cooperate with the Legion of Destruction.
"I understand, Your Highness." Adjutant Vader nodded, he was very clear about the prince's intentions.
On the other side of the negotiation venue, Lodel was also there, and he whispered to Molina: "Holy envoy, these high elves are probably trying to delay time."
Molina's heart moved, and before she could answer, a high elf across the negotiating table heard it sharply. He raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily: "Holy envoy, is this your cooperative attitude? We have finally decided these days." There are also quite a few cooperation terms, are they all a piece of waste paper? We don't need to delay at all!"
These words are just words, although the specific progress is a bit slow these days, but the high elves are still very sincere, once the final decision is made, they will immediately perform the contract without any hesitation, very straightforward.
This is also one of the reasons why their negotiation lasted for nearly half a month without talking about the land collapse, because the high elves would throw out a sweet date from time to time, which is really irresistible.
The high elf's protest came very forcefully, and the doubt in Molina's heart was immediately dispelled. She knew that she had to appease the other party's emotions.
Turning to look at Lodel, Molina sternly reprimanded: "Dark Elf, pay attention to your words, go and apologize to the messenger of Dawn Island!"
If it was normal, Lodel would definitely stand up and apologize to the high elves without hesitation, and would even offer compensation, nothing at all, but today, without knowing what happened, he actually stiffened up.
Sitting motionless on the chair, Lodel said coldly: "Holy envoy, is what I said wrong? Don't you see the problem with the performance of the high elves these days? The agreement they fulfilled is just some insignificant details. Some small interests like ant legs are just to block our mouths. When it comes to the real core issues, they always avoid talking about them.”
As he said that, he looked at the high elf on the opposite side and snorted coldly: "Gore, if I'm not wrong, you are waiting for the news of the two flame warriors, right? You want to confirm whether Lord Field really got the Book of Creation fragments, because this news is related to the safety of World Tree and the survival of Dawn Island, right?"
"You... you're talking nonsense!" A trace of cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the high elf Gore.
"Then tell me, where did the two Pyro Warriors go?" Lodel asked forcefully.
"This is our family's internal affairs, I don't need to tell you!" Gore regained his composure a little, and he turned his head to look at Molina: "Master Holy Envoy..."
He hadn't finished speaking yet, but Rodel erupted again. He stood up suddenly, slammed the long table down, and shouted angrily, "Look at me, Gore, answer my question!"
This shout was full of air and loud, and everyone around was taken aback, especially Molina, who froze for a moment and looked at Rodel with incredible eyes.
A demon on the side was also stunned for a while, and then he pointed at Lodel and laughed: "Little thing, are you drunk and haven't sobered up yet? You thought you were lying on a woman's belly?"
Lodel turned his head and looked over, sneered: "Idiot! Your brain is filled with shit, what do you know? Shut up now, lest you lose face to the Legion!"
"Huh~ Did you eat shit this morning and lose your face, so you came to me to seek death?" The devil was not easy to provoke, and threatened with his fists.
Lordel was not afraid, he just looked at the demon with such cold eyes, and this appearance made the demon even more annoyed: "It seems that you really think that you have lived too long."
Lodel also clenched his wand, magic power poured into it, and a thick black mist appeared around the dark gem at the tip of the wand.
Seeing that the conflict was about to break out, Holy Priest Molina finally said, "Enough!"
The demons are very afraid of the Agatha Snakeman, especially Molina, who can directly communicate with the God of Destruction, dare not offend in the slightest. When she shouted, the eager demon stopped. Lodel naturally withdrew his magic power.
Seeing that the situation had eased, Molina looked at Lodel and asked strangely: "Dark Elf, you are very different from before. What gave you such courage?"
Nowadays, among the dark elves, there is no legendary powerhouse, the highest is level 9, and the number of races is even rarer, but there are more than one million people, of which no more than five thousand warriors can fight. This kind of power can only be used as a vassal life.
But today, such a vassal stood up straight, which is really strange.
Lordel smiled slightly, stood up, walked to the entrance of the hall, then half-kneeled on the ground, and said respectfully, "Welcome Your Highness the Princess."
"Princess?" Molina was a little surprised. Although the dark elves have a royal family, they basically exist in name only, and the actual power is controlled by the Silver Moon Council. The so-called princesses are just a group of the most down-and-out puppet nobles, leaving only some symbolic meaning .
The demons were also strange, looking at each other in blank dismay.
"When did the dark elves have an extra princess?"
"A little bitch, can you give Lodel such boldness? Is his brain broken?"
"I think Lorder must be crazy."
The high elves on the side didn't talk much, they just stayed by and watched the fun. At this time, when they heard Lodel say to welcome Her Royal Highness, they all looked at the door to see what the so-called high elf princess looked like.
Just as everyone was expecting, a figure in a black hooded cloak appeared at the entrance of the hall.
When Molina saw this person, she was startled. She felt a deep and obscure dark aura. This kind of power must be possessed by a legend, and it is definitely not only at level 10, but at least above level 12.
"Could it be?" Molina recalled Rodel's performance before, showing a trace of panic in her heart.
At this moment, the figure at the door raised his hand and slowly took off his hood. The long pale golden hair immediately flowed down like a waterfall. The pure black eyes with light black radiance showed an indescribable majesty.
When she appeared, everything around her was dim, and all the existences were reduced to the background and foil, as if she gathered all the light in the world.
She is beautiful and flawless, she is high above the sky, she is like a god standing on the clouds.
The hall was silent, and everyone was shocked and speechless.
After a long time, a young high elf behind the high elf Gor suddenly "plopped" and half-kneeled on the ground like Rodel. He was fascinated and murmured: "The star-lit rose, daughter of the moon, Incomparable, only wish to be with you forever.”
This charm is really amazing.