Chapter 191: Secret talk

"Congratulations to Lord, you have added new combat power! The strength of our legion is just around the corner!" said a dead soul from the audience.

"It's not enough. If you want to gain a foothold in this continent, it's still far from it!" said the lich, "Have you heard of it?"

"What did you hear?" asked the undead.

"Sandru has also come here!" said the lich.

"I heard about this, and I also heard some rumors. It is said that the main city where Marda is located has been attacked by several undeads, and many of Marda's capable subordinates have died in battle." The undead said.

"What a crazy guy! The troubles of one continent after another must be turned upside down even if it cannot be ruled. His soul must be an uneasy soul!" the lich said in a deep voice.

"Lord, what you mean, is Sandru threatening us?" asked the undead.

"The common enemy is the Temple of Light, this will not change. The enemy's enemies are friends, this will not change. However, according to the news from the Shinno Continent, Sandru not only opposed the Temple of Light, but also destroyed many undead forces. This man is not so much about destroying the Temple of Light, but rather he wants to destroy all those who may become enemies, regardless of whether they are undead or not!" The lich said: "This man's ambition is extremely terrible and meticulous. Most people are not his opponents. I don't want such people to become our enemies. Of course, I hope that such people will not appear!"

The lich said, walked down the pool of blood, then looked at his subordinate and said, "But since Sandru is here, it will inevitably affect us. Let's make the worst plan!"

"Yes! Lord!"

At this time, a high-level undead suddenly opened the door and said to the lich: "Master! The Elemental Elf Clan sent an envoy to ask for a visit!"

"The Elemental Elf Clan? These elves hate us undead very much. How could they come to us at this time?" asked the lich.

"I don't know, the other party just said there was something urgent, so I asked to see you!" The undead said, "Lord, look at him..."

"How many people did the other party come?" asked the lich.

"One person came!" the subordinate replied.

"Since there is only one person coming to the other party, it seems that something is really wrong. Let him wait for me in the hall!" the lich said in a deep voice.

"Yes! Lord!"

...

The messenger of the Elemental Elf clan was restless at this time. The Elemental Elf hated the undead, and this lifeless place made him feel that there was no place on his body that was comfortable. What he was most worried about was that if these evil undead killed him, he would be too unfair!

However, he always remembered Marda's instructions, and at the same time told him some negotiation skills. Before leaving, he told him that this matter was related to the survival of the entire Elemental Elf Clan, so that he must do it well.

All these words were released. I had to go if I didn't want to go. If I finished it, I would be a hero. If I couldn't finish it, I'm afraid it would be like the skeleton soldiers outside.

For a moment, the messenger of the Elemental Elf clan regretted it and wanted to escape, but there were undead handles around him, and the level was not low. If he wanted to escape, he would definitely be dead, so he gave up this idea.

"Today, a distinguished guest came to my castle. Sorry, I'm negligent!" The voice of the lich suddenly reached the ears of the messenger.

The messenger felt half of his heart when he heard the other party's voice. It seemed that the other party was in a good mood and his life was not in danger for the time being.

"Lord Lofiland." The messenger saluted the lich and said, "I came to the land on behalf of His Majesty Marda and the entire Elemental Elves. I want to talk to you about something!"

"Stop talking while standing, please sit down!" Lopheland said calmly.

The messenger sat down, and as soon as he entered the door, Lopheland saw the expression of the messenger of the Elemental Elf clan. He seemed to be quite nervous and looked melancholy. This was not an old diplomat. I'm afraid that Marda's subordinates would not have many talents to send such people out.

But the other party's melancholy look made Lofilander conclude that he was under great pressure now. It seems that the task given to him by Marda is very heavy, and he must complete it.

"What can His Majesty Marda talk about to me? We are just a group of lonely ghosts, and your compatriots don't like us, and we don't know what we can help you!" Lofiland said.

"It's very simple, you can definitely help us!" said the messenger: "Do you know Sandru?"

"Of course I know, he is probably the most famous undead in recent years. What's wrong?" Luo Feiland pretended not to know and asked.

"Sandru came to this continent and sent his subordinates to attack our city. Thousands of people have died in battle. You also know that the number of elemental elves is not large and cannot withstand such troubles. Therefore, our Majesty wants you to help us and kill Sandru's subordinates!" said the envoy.

"Kill Sandru's subordinates? Is your Majesty's mind broken?" Lopheland said with a deep face at this time: "Sandru's subordinates are all elites. They were either generals or kings during their lifetime, and even the original leader of the undead regiment. Moreover, even if we barely killed that guy, Sandru would definitely take this account on our heads. We are now unable to compete with people like Sandru. Doing this is equivalent to pushing all of us into the fire pit!"

Lopheland's tone had become quite harsh at the end of the speech.

"No, no, Your Majesty Marda absolutely has no such intention, because you are the undead and the other party is also the undead, so you may be familiar with some of the other party's tricks and routines. We just asked you to help us like this!" The envoy said immediately, and at the same time, sweat beads appeared on his forehead. This secret talk can only be successful but not failed. If it fails, you have to find it again. Then, it will be wasted time. They can't afford to waste any time now.

"I'm going to fight Sandru for you. Your Elemental Elf Clan also hates us quite a bit? Are you trying to use us to kill each other?" Lopheland asked sternly, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Chapter 192: Secret talk

The messenger swallowed. He must remain calm now and not be confused. Once it is messed up, nothing will be done. So he immediately said seriously: "Mr. Lofiland, this is a bit wrong. We just want you to help. If Sandru really takes his anger on you, then we will not stand by!"

"But why should I help you?" Lopheland asked as he looked at the messenger.

"If you help us this time, we will allow your undead army to enter our realm. You must know that there is no undead army in His Majesty Marda's realm. If you go, you will be the only one. It means that your family is the dominant one. I believe I don't need to explain in detail, right?" the messenger said. Obviously, this was taught by Marda.

"Haha, my army and I live well here, why do we have to go to your place? Besides, even if we need to find a place to rely on in the future, we have many principles. You are not the only choice. This condition is not good for us!" Lopheland said with a wave of his hand.

"Yes, but in other places, there will be no undead fighting for territory with you, but when we come to us, there will be almost no undead fighting for territory with you. You are the only one. This will also be conducive to the development of your legion!" said the envoy.

"Your conditions are not enough, so I'd better go back and tell His Majesty Marda and come to me for negotiation after thinking about it!" Lofiland issued an order to expel the guests in a bad tone. In fact, this condition is enough for Lofiland. There will be less trouble in the future if there is a field where the undead legion can appear openly. From a long-term perspective, the price is not low.

However, when Lophyland saw that the messenger might be a newcomer, how could he not suppress the price for such a person?

The envoy was panicked when he saw Lofiland's refusal. This time he said that he could not complete the task and would definitely be punished when he returned. Moreover, the punishment was small. This was related to the entire Elemental Elf Clan!

"Please consider it again. If you feel that the conditions are not enough, then you can make your request!" said the messenger.

"Hahaha, just now, I think you made me go against Sandru and I have a little bit of a leap into the fire pit. I said I was a little bit rushing, don't mind!" Lofiland's attitude changed immediately, and he wanted to stabilize the messenger again: "Since you are so sincere, if I don't agree, I will not give His Maldar a shame, but your price is indeed not the ideal position in my heart. So, give me another city, don't worry, we don't need a big city, and I am not trying to seize your land. You just need me as the city lord. This is not an exaggeration, right?"

"This..." The messenger hesitated. This is not within the scope of Marda's authorization! It goes beyond this scope, who knows if Marda will accept it?

But now it seems that the other party just wants the position of a city lord. This requirement seems to be too much and does not seem to be a big deal. Moreover, what the other party wants is just a small city.

"What's wrong?" Lopheland's voice lowered twice.

"I can't make decisions about this matter. I hope to ask His Majesty Marda!" the envoy said in embarrassment.

"Boy, have you forgotten where this place is? This is our territory. You elemental elves have killed undeads in the past, right? If I kill you now, maybe there will be many fellows who are willing to join us!" At this time, the undead standing beside Lopheland said coldly. This man was named Zach, and he was Lopheland's assistant.

The messenger saw that the undead actually wanted to kill him, so he subconsciously wanted to get up and leave.

"Zach, don't be rude. Apologize to this messenger!" Lopheland immediately scolded. The standard was well grasped, and he spoke when the other party was extremely afraid.

"Sir, I'm so sorry. I just said nothing and hope you can forgive me!" Zach walked to the messenger and bowed slightly. Although he was a literal apology, his tone was somewhat threatening.

How could the messenger not hear the meaning of the threat? If he did not agree to the conditions of these undead today, he would probably not let him go. Moreover, the conditions of these undead were not too much, and Marda should not care. So the messenger nodded and said, "Okay, let's do as Lord Lofiland's wishes!"

Lofiland nodded with satisfaction. The purpose of the negotiation was reached, so he immediately invited the envoy to the seat and signed an agreement, which was also stamped with the Elf King Seal. The agreement was encrypted with magic, and no one could escape.

Next, Lofiland was naturally a good person to entertain the messenger. Although the undead did not need to eat, Lofiland still prepared some food in the castle. After all, if guests come here, you can not eat these things, but you can not.

The messenger secretly prayed in his heart that he would never be killed by Marda when he went back.

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"Idiot! Why don't you tell me if you sign such an agreement?" Marda looked at the messenger and threw the agreement in his face.

"Your Majesty, I think the other party's condition is not too much. It should be within the acceptable range, so..." the messenger said with a grievance.

"So fart! Do you know? Once he becomes the lord of a city, the city will actually become his territory because he is not a lord without military power! At that time, he can use this city to garrison troops, and it may become a greater threat than Sandru in the future. Do you know!" Marda asked angrily.

"The villain doesn't know, the villain deserves to die!" the envoy kowtowed repeatedly and said.

"Forget it! Get out of here! I don't want to see you again!" Marda pointed out outside the door and said, forcing himself to calm down now.
Chapter completed!