After the awarding ceremony, Wanzhangshi invited Yang Yu and his friends to celebrate the New Year's Day festival which had not yet ended. Yang Yu and his friends gladly accepted the invitation and fully felt the atmosphere of the Demi-human Festival.
After that, Mingdarak talked to Yang Yu and the others about negotiations and taught Yang Yu some things to pay attention to at the negotiating table.
"Even if I don't teach you specifically, Mr. Potato Thorn should understand. Let's talk about something important." Mindarak smiled and said, "This negotiation is not in the Dragon God Council Country, but in a city called Malzik."
Yang Yu pinched his chin, thinking, and said: "The name of Malzik, is it the city where Miss Xin Mang rescued the human child? The war started there, and she also wants to end there?"
Mindarak nodded, "It was originally a city where orcs and humans coexisted. It belonged to no country, but also to every country.
The Rose Empire and the Wansheng Kingdom each govern half of the city and conduct trade with it, which is very important.
As a result of the war, the city has been completely occupied by humans.
If possible, I hope to take back half of the orcs' governance rights, and I hope the two countries can get along as friendly as before.
We should be able to complete the form soon for other things that need to be fought for, as well as the importance of the fight.
After you finish, I hope you can have a deeper discussion with the negotiation team that went with you.”
"Isn't the Prime Minister going?" Yang Yu asked.
Mindarak shook his head. "I want to go too, but unfortunately I have a lot of things to deal with. There is a truce for now, but it doesn't mean we can sit back and relax.
Being prepared for danger in times of peace is the key to a country's survival. I have learned a lot over the years as prime minister.
I see all your abilities, and I believe no one can do better than you."
Yang Yu replied: "I can't guarantee it, I can only say I will do my best."
"Just do your best."
Mingdarak smiled at Yang Yu's answer, patted Yang Yu on the shoulder, and left to deal with his own affairs.
Looking at the direction where Mindarak was going away, Yang Yu smiled, looked at his companion not far away, scratched his head, and said:
"It's a rare holiday, so enjoy yourself in the next two days! We'll have to start running around again in two days."
Before Yang Yu finished speaking, a lion-eared girl squeezed through the bustling crowd, came in front of Yang Yu, and handed the letter in her hand to Yang Yu.
"General Potato Thorn. The master of the family invited me to fulfill a promise he made before."
Taking the letter from the girl, Yang Yu quickly scanned it.
Originally, Yang Yu had planned to look for Wan Huawen, but now that Wan Huawen had taken the initiative to send someone to find him, it saved him a lot of effort.
"I understand. Please lead the way."
The lion-eared girl said respectfully: "You're welcome. Please follow me closely."
In the Blood Lion's mansion, Blood Lion Wan Huawen sat alone in the center of the dojo, folding his arms, closing his eyes, waiting for Yang Yu's arrival.
His disciples and soldiers in training went out to feel the unprecedented festive atmosphere, and the whole place was silent.
There is a square jade box in front of the ten-thousand-foot lion. In the jade box is a round bead as red as blood. That is the racial essence of the blood lion clan.
Yang Yu's quick turnaround of the situation was completely beyond Wan Huawen's expectations.
He thought that the brutal war would last the entire winter as usual.
Fortunately, Wan Huawen believed in his inner intuition and made preparations in advance.
When he met Yang Yu, Wan Huawen could sense an unfathomable depth from Yang Yu that his sons did not possess, and believed that Yang Yu could definitely do it.
The racial essence of the blood lion is extremely precious in the eyes of the outside world.
But as long as the blood lion reaches adulthood and successfully passes the assessment, anyone can use the racial essence.
The level of essence in the Blood Lion race is actually far beyond the imagination of other races.
This is also one of the benefits that their race has gained by maintaining a relatively closed bloodline and surviving.
But for these benefits, the blood lions in this family have to sacrifice something for the family, and giving up their love is commonplace.
When he was young, Wan Huawen also thought about changing his family, but when he became the patriarch, he realized the enormous pressure behind it.
Between family and love, he chose the former.
It is not an easy task to obtain the racial essence of the blood lion.
Although there is no provision in the ancient teachings prohibiting the outflow of the blood lion's essence, people in the family still strongly oppose the outflow of the blood lion's essence.
Wan Huawen’s approach is very simple.
Just use the blood lion's most common method to make them shut up.
Following Yang Yu's advice, Wan Huawen set up a threshold for obtaining the blood lion's racial essence. Only those who have made significant contributions to the country can use the blood lion's racial essence.
The blood lions live under the protection of the Wansheng Kingdom. Without the protection of the Wansheng Kingdom, their race would probably gradually decline like other races.
After all, blood lions are natural fighting machines.
Once they were enslaved, they would be sent to the battlefield in an endless stream.
The Blood Lion Clan does not get tired, but long periods of fighting will cause them to suffer mental breakdowns and turn them into complete emotionless killing machines.
In the past, almost every major war would repeat the tragedy of blood lions.
—The long-term killing made a certain blood lion completely crazy. He could not distinguish between friend and foe, disrupted the battlefield, and finally fell under the blades of both the enemy and us.
Precisely because of the existence of Wansheng Kingdom and the rules set by the dragon, as long as the Blood Lion is recognized as a member of Wansheng Kingdom, it can avoid being involved in the war as an enslaved person to the greatest extent.
No matter what others think, Wan Huawen feels that Blood Lion has not done enough for Wansheng Kingdom.
Many blood lions are brave and good at fighting, but they are completely reckless. They do not know how to use strategy and wisdom, and are often deceived by others.
When this was mentioned, Wan Huawen thought of his useless sons. When would they be able to have half of Yang Yu's talent and attitude
If Yang Yu, who has done so much for this country, is not worthy of using the racial essence of the blood lion, how many people in his own ethnic group are worthy of this racial essence
Yang Yu is still very young and has great potential in the future. Maybe he will become a great general in the future. There is no harm in trying to please him in advance.
Time passed slowly, and suddenly, Grandpa Tonghe appeared in the dojo and reported to Wan Huawen: "They are here."
He nodded and continued to wait. After a while, the colorful hair and the strange mask appeared in front of the Blood Lion Wan Huawen again.
Along with it came a fox beastman with four tails.
(End of this chapter)