In an instant, there was a dead silence in the longhouse, and even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

All the elven elders, all the eyes in the longhouse turned to the figure hiding in the corner, in the shadows.

The smaller, equally pale-faced wizard turned his head and stared in the direction the voice had come from.

It's all unattainable... What does that mean? Does he know......

"Your Excellency Ain Rand is the life-saving benefactor of the Morning Star Forest and all the eastern settlements, and even the benefactor of the entire Ancient Wood Forest!"

Elder Morning Star Forest, whose conversation was cut off, looked a little more annoyed, and looked at the man with a cold snort: "Ain Rand's words, I, Morning Star Forest, will be the protector!

There were whispers in the longhouse, and there was even some sparse applause.

Only the elven elders sitting in the front row were calm and calm, with thoughtful expressions.

"I am confident that His Excellency Ain Rand meant these words, and I am confident that he will do everything in his power to fulfill the promises he has made. ”

With the sound of leisurely footsteps, the pale-faced little wizard stared at the figure who came out of the corner, forcing his composure, and the fine cold sweat on his forehead was already like rain.

"If you believe it, then why do you still speak?!" Elder Morning Star Lin felt a kind of provocative humiliation, "What's more, this is our council hall, and it is a meeting and negotiation with the Empire on behalf of the Ancient Wood Forest, even if you are honorable, a guest from the Azores cannot ......"

"I mean, Lord Ain Rand... I can't keep my promise!"

The uproar in the longhouse intensified, and the elven elven elders, who were still targeting Ain, pointed the finger at the Azorean elves who suddenly came out.

"Am I right, the alchemist from Lothair, His Excellency Ain Rand?" With a gentle smile, Midl slowly turned his gaze to Ain, who was already bloodless:

"Tell these elves who trust you so much, tell us... Isn't that so?"

"I ......" Ain paused for a moment, and regained his courage: "I will definitely do my best to win the common peace and ...... for the empire and the ancient wood forest"

"Really?" Middell smiled, stepping closer to the little wizard, "Do you really have the right to make such a commitment, can you really single-handedly win peace for the Empire and the Grove of Trees?"

The little wizard's expression seemed to be held to his throat, and it became very difficult for him to breathe.

That's right, this is my biggest weakness, and it is also a problem that cannot be avoided from the beginning;

It's just that the elves don't know anything about the situation in the empire, and the Elders of the Morning Star Forest, who are the only ones who know, have always avoided asking questions and covered for themselves.

From the beginning, I was not qualified to make any ......

"The representative of the Imperial Mission, the Envoy Plenipotentiary, is the Duke of Byrne, and only the Duke of Byrne is qualified to make this commitment. With his hands behind his back, Midl smiled and looked at the gray-eyed boy who was hostile to him, and the little wizard who was standing behind him:

"As for you... Your Excellency Ain Rand, as much as I admire what you have done, this is ...... on this occasion."

"You don't have the power or qualifications to make any promises!"

The loud words were like a sword-piercing sword aimed at Ai Yin.

All eyes in the hall once again returned to the little wizard, and Elder Morning Star Lin, who stood up, could only sit down angrily in this extremely embarrassing atmosphere.

"Lord Ain Rand, please let us know. Elder Barren Mound stood up again and glared at the little wizard with those bronze bell-like eyes, "Is that so?"

Silence, deathly silence.

"Yes......"

Iron, who gritted his teeth, could only tremble and speak: "But I will definitely convince Loren Turin to accept it, because this is also his idea - he asked me to appear on his behalf, which is the best proof! I ......"

With a sneer, Middell looked back and said nothing.

"That is, you don't have the right to make commitments, only Duke Byrne can. Elder Arazuka Lin continued to say in a deep voice, "So where is this 'Duke of Byrne' now, and why didn't he appear in this longhouse?!"

The little wizard finally had a bloodless face.

The situation that had just improved was suddenly taken for the worse, and the expressions of the elven elders became unkind again.

"What does this mean, why is this 'Duke of Byrne' not in the Mission, and where has he gone?!"

"Ridiculous, to push out an entourage who can't call the shots, is this to look down on us?!"

"No, Morning Star Lin is also willing to protect His Excellency Loren Turin!"

"Since this duke is not here, where the hell has he gone-the elves of the Morning Star Forest, why haven't they even heard from him?!"

"Isn't this a trap, could it be that the foreign assassin a few days ago also had something to do with this duke?!"

"Isn't that an accident—besides, how could any foreigner be able to come and go at will in the Misty Moon Court without leaving a trace?!"

In the noisy quarrel, Ai Yin, who was drenched in cold sweat, stood in place, unable to say a word.

Lost yourself?

I was still found by the enemy to find the biggest flaw and sore feet, and was completely defeated... Is there no room to fight back?

No!

Clenched his fists, puffed up his chest, and bit his lower lip, Ai Yin didn't notice a blood mark overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Only this time, I can't bow my head!

Even if I lose, I will fight until the last moment... Not for dignity, not for that big bad, not for honor......

It's for the deep forest castle, for the morning star forest... For the sake of their partners, for the sake of the acquaintances, and for the innocent people who are involved in this whirlpool, their homes will not be shattered and their lives will be destroyed!

"Everyone, I have a proposal......

In the noisy hall, the elders of the Misty Moon Court finally stood up and ended this meaningless quarrel: "Since the two sides are at loggerheads, and the head of the Imperial Mission is not here for some reason, there is no need for this meeting to continue. ”

"As the elder of the Misty Moon Court, I hereby propose that the meeting be postponed for a few days - we will give this Duke of Byrne three days, if he does not arrive within the time limit, it will mean that the Empire is not sincere at all, on the contrary, we can also take advantage of this time to discuss how to negotiate with this true representative of the Empire!"

This proposal was immediately approved by the vast majority of the elders - first of all, the performance of the little wizard just now did win their approval, although they did not believe that the empire was sincere, but at least her messenger was sincere.

Secondly, they were not prepared for this meeting at all, hoping to gain a few days to slow down... Just like the Elder of the Foggy Moon Court said, they also need to reach a consensus first, and what kind of attitude to use to negotiate with the Empire.

Seeing the elders nodding one after another, the little wizard finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead - three days was enough time for her to think of a way again, or wait until Loren came back to discuss it with her.

The most important thing is that he has reversed the attitude of the elves, and no longer has such a strong hostility towards himself and the Empire, and is really willing to sit down and negotiate seriously.

Then you just need to go one step further and work a little harder, and you can ......

"Hehehehe... Heha......"

A hearty laugh broke her thoughts.

The stunned Ain, the elven elder who didn't know what was going on, couldn't help but turn their gaze to the Azorean elf who suddenly laughed.

He first glanced at Ain, with a hint of admiration on his expression for her ability to stand so far, and then when he turned around, he looked at the elven elders who were sitting in the longhouse with the most contemptuous and lazy gaze:

"You... It's really not what I expected, cowardly people can. ”

In an instant, the little wizard standing behind him instantly felt that the atmosphere had become extremely solemn!

"Presumptuous!"

The elder of the barren mound forest stood up again, his bronze bell-like eyes staring at the mild-mannered Middel: "This is a settlement of the Ancient Wood Forest, even if you are a distinguished guest from the Azores, you can't ......"

"I have a letter here from the eastern border of the Ancient Wood Forest, from the side of the Deep Forest. The smiling Azorean elf gently held up a piece of letterhead:

"This is a letter from the Duke of Lothair to the Earl of Deepwood, which clearly states that there is an army of 8,000 men, and is preparing to make the Earl of Deepwoodburg prepare to build a defensive line. ”

"And the Deep Woodburg... It is the closest fortress of the Empire to the Ancient Wood Forest, and once the Empire's troops gather here, it only takes a day for the army to advance to the Morning Star Forest!"

What the?!

In a flash... Countless suspicious, confused, hostile, and incredulous glances all shot at the little wizard in the direction of Middle's finger.

"If you are really going to use the heart of friendship to establish a precious peace with the ancient wood forest... Then why did the empire gather so many troops on the border of the Gumu Forest?"

"Could it be that the 'zealous' empire is no longer satisfied with keeping peace with the ancient wood forest, but is going to personally send troops to help the elves recover the forest in the south that has been infested by ogres?"

Middel asked lightly.

But every word he said was like a poisoned arrow, shooting at every inch of the little wizard's skin!

A brief dead silence was followed by an angry uproar that shook the longhouse.

Ai Yin, who was drenched in cold sweat, bit her cracked lower lip to keep herself from losing her temper, but her heart had already set off countless turbulent waves.

Lothair... Imperial... Ruben Fried... How could they?

Wouldn't it be to put Loren to death if he moved troops during the mission?!

"Ladies and gentlemen... I think you've all figured it out. Middell spoke leisurely, and walked up and down in front of the elven elders as if no one was around:

"The so-called 'meeting' is nothing more than a cover for their army by the Empire - as for the 'missing' Duke... Hehehe, I probably noticed it, so I ran for my life early, right?"

"Leaving only his loyal retinue and close friends here, to continue working for an illusory 'peace'... It's so sad!"

The atmosphere inside the longhouse grew colder.

The little pale wizard stood helplessly, trying to stand up and tell them loudly that it wasn't like this... But the facts in front of her made it meaningless for her to say anything.

"It's just your words!"

The elder of the Morning Star Forest stood up angrily and stared at Middel's eyes angrily: "Not to mention that His Excellency Loren Turin is not such a person at all—if he were, he wouldn't have gone deep into the Eternal Night Forest alone with less than a hundred war dancers and ended the Ogre War!"

"What's more, what is the so-called dispatch of troops, the evidence is only the piece of paper in your hand!" Elder Morning Star Lin looked back sharply and looked at the other elders present:

"I propose!While waiting for the Duke of Byrne, Morning Star Lin will first send someone to negotiate with the Earl of Deepwoodburg to find out the facts—in the meantime, temporarily place the Imperial Mission in the Misty Moon Court and wait......"

"That's why I said, you are really cowardly. ”

The sneering Middell interrupted the elder again, hardened his embarrassed gaze, and showed a confident smile: "But fortunately, not all the elves of the Ancient Wood Forest are as cautious as you. ”

Several elders sitting in the front row were stunned for a moment, and then they all became furious: "What are you talking about?!"

"I'm saying that the young elves who listened to you old days, the warriors who were truly energetic and courageous, really understood what was best for their own people. ”

"They will not be like you, who need to discuss for a long time before they can make a seemingly 'reasonable' decision in the midst of indecision, they will use the spear in their hands to fight for a bright future for their blood relatives!"

Middell smiled contemptuously, his disdainful gaze scanning around the longhouse, "If you're willing to be quiet now, maybe you'll be able to hear that voice......"

"That's the voice of thousands of young elves besieging the camp of the Imperial Mission—a mere dozens of samurai and retinues, I'm afraid it won't take long to be dead and wounded, right?"

"At that time, you who have slaughtered the Imperial Mission will lose the right to choose, and there is only one way to go, and you can no longer imagine that the Empire will be magnanimous to you, and let you continue to live in this barren forest. ”

The noise of the longhouse disappeared immediately, and all the faces that were so red with excitement seemed to be holding back anger, but no one dared to speak, and no one could.

The dead hall is like a cave of falling ice.

Leaving only Middle, he stood leisurely in front of the hall holding his ears, as if listening carefully to the movement outside the door.

The gentle and somewhat leisurely expression was tantamount to a devil's smile in the eyes of the little wizard at this moment.

Right now......

"Knock——!knock——!knock——!"

A rough knock on the door came from outside.

Middel's smile froze on his face.