A group of Dark Elf servants hurried over to clean up the battlefield, rags, brooms, and mops went into battle together.

"Throne!" , Elder Sharpen didn't care about the dust and sat down in his seat.

The servants brought six chairs and placed them in the center of the hall, and Yang Jian and the others took their seats, surrounded by the ministers.

"Yang Jian", Sharplun stared at him with his eyes down, "We agreed that you have the evidence of the source of the plague in your hands."

"I know it's difficult," Sharpen continued, "but no joke, are you going to keep your promise?" ”

Yang Jian sat crookedly in his seat, with a calm expression, and he slowly spoke.

"Yang has gone through hardships and dangers, and he has finally obtained the evidence of the source of Noipella's disease, and is about to present it to Elder Xia for inspection, so as to set the record straight."

He fumbled in his breast pocket and pulled out a few glittering pieces.

He played with it in his hand a few times, then flew them out one by one.

"Whew!" , Chaplon caught them one by one, he took it in his palm and looked at it fixedly.

"Huh... Sharprun gasped, and his eyes were about to fall out.

"This is ... The breath of the apostles ... The Great Elder trembled all over, as if something terrible had happened.

"It is rumored that Dirighi, the Apostle of the Demon Realm, is the source of the plague, bringing death and fear to every place he passes", Sharprun muttered to himself, "No wonder the plague is spreading so rapidly in Noypera and the surrounding area."

"Little friend Yang Jian, you have worked hard", Elder Xia sighed, as if he was very guilty.

At this time, the shadow of Di Ruiji beside Yang Jian stroked his beard with a smug expression.

You old guy is quite knowledgeable, and you know that the old man has all the skills.

Yang Jian remained silent, carefully observing Sharplon's facial expression.

"Yang is just doing his duty, why worry about it."

"Elder Xia, now that the source of the plague has been identified, I have a request," Yang Jian's expression was extremely solemn at this time.

"Please," Sharpland said, raising his hand.

"I, the Belmar Empire and the Dark Elf Kingdom, have been separated by a strip of water, and there has been no crime in a hundred years and autumn, and now the two countries are plagued by plagues, and we should work together to tide over the difficulties together, and we should not have our own selfishness."

Yang Jian continued.

"I hope that the two countries can conclude an alliance this time, be each other's arms, and continue friendship and peace for generations to come!"

Sharplen's tense old face stretched a little, and he thought for a moment.

"Yes, the old man has this intention, but this time it is the arrival of the apostle, this matter is not trivial, it must be dealt with first, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

"The Covenant will be discussed later. The old man can guarantee that in a few decades, there will be no more incidents on the border between the two countries. ”

Hearing Sharplun's words, Yang Jian also breathed a sigh of relief.

Her Majesty Queen Skady, Yang has finally lived up to his trust!