There was no argument in person, which is at least a good sign.

Halvina thought as she watched the crowd prepare to take their seats, but the truth was not that simple.

"I want us to be ......"

Ayngail also tried to bring the whole meeting back to at least a more stable state, but it was not that simple.

"No, you called that woman to negotiate just to humiliate us?"

Instead of taking their seats, Ufric and his military attache looked viciously at the Somer Elves who had joined the negotiations.

"Your chief Talos hunter?"

"It doesn't seem to take long."

It was clear that Regie was indeed familiar with Uffric, and she seemed to have expected Uffrick to cause something at this meeting.

"I have the right to participate in this negotiation, and I want to make sure that the agreement reached here does not violate the platinum agreement."

And Alain Wen from Somer's embassy naturally has her words, even if this is not a comfortable thing for the Imperials, but Tulius must also relieve her.

"She's a member of the Imperial delegation, and you can't specify who I bring to this meeting."

"Please, if we even have to argue about the terms of the negotiation, we will definitely end up in a stalemate.

Maybe now is the right time to get the Dragonborns involved. ”

What the?

Miss Dragonborn didn't expect that she would be pulled out as the decision-maker now.

"I swear by Ismir's beard, those Imperial bastards are funny, huh?

Do you think I'd work with someone like that? … Somer's bitch, if she doesn't go, we'll go. ”

When he saw that Halfina was a dragonborn, Ulfric was actually very happy, because quite simply, the impression that the Empire had left on the Dragonborn was really bad, and this was very beneficial for the Dragonborn to support the Stormcloak.

Moreover, she is a dragonborn, a dragonborn of the Nords.

“……”

And when it comes to Halfina, she doesn't have much affection for Somer himself, and after the Platinum Agreement, Talos is forbidden to worship, although she doesn't worship Talos very much, but her own gods are forbidden to worship, and no one feels comfortable

Another time when I arrived at Somer's embassy, I felt the inexplicable confidence and disdain that Sommer revealed from his bones, and they didn't have the slightest affection for human beings.

Later, after contacting Somer's patrol in the sky, he was inexplicably attacked by them, and he could only be said to be angry.

“… You're right, Somer shouldn't be here. ”

"I'm glad we agreed on that."

With the support of the Dragonborn, Ufric turned around and sneered at Alan Wen over there, although the latter was extremely dissatisfied, but after hearing how powerful Graybeard was at the beginning, she didn't dare to ignore the people here, so she had to say hatefully.

"Very well, Ulfric, enjoy your sad victory.

No matter what kind of government rules Skyrim Province, Sommer will handle it properly, and we don't want to interfere in your civil war. ”

The implication is that the civil war between the Empire and the Stormcloak should last longer, longer, and more expansive, to fit the Somer's idea.

Although the Platinum Agreement was a defeat for the Empire, the Empire was defeated, and Somer was a crushing victory, and both sides needed to gather strength until they stood on each other's corpses.

"Hah! Skyrim will never obey Somer!

I don't want you, a companion from the imperial capital. ”

The military attache mocked Somer's back in a deep voice, and then turned the finger at Tulius's side.

"You're lucky that I respect Greybeard's meeting, Galma!"

But repeatedly tossing these racial issues in such a meeting, Ricky really couldn't help it, yelled at that side, and walked towards that side at the same time, as if he wanted to fight.

"Envoy, we represent the Emperor here."

Tulius said slowly to Ricky, which could be regarded as a warning to her that this was not an old friend's meeting, but politics, and Ricky understood this and immediately apologized.

"I'm sorry, sir, there won't be a next time."

Everyone was finally seated, and Master Eingail continued the meeting.

"Now that the problem is solved, maybe we should move on to the next agenda?"

"I have something to say first."

Ufrik, who had just sat down, said, his gaze burning at Tulius across from him through the fire at the conference table.

"The only reason I attended this meeting was to deal with the dragon threat.

There's not much to talk about, unless the Empire is finally ready to give up its oppression of the people of Skyrim.

We're here to make a temporary truce so that the Dragonborn can deal with the dragons here, and that's it.

I even considered a more tolerant stance to talk to the Empire. ”

After hearing these unrealistic words, Tulius looked impatient, as if he thought that Ulfrik would still seek his own interests even in such circumstances.

"Is it over? Are you here to speak?

Can we get back to business? ”

"Yes, let's get all of this out of the way."

"Are we ready?"

The old but loud voice echoed through the chamber, and Eingail watched the exchange of two sides silently, and the two men knew that this would be of no use to the meeting, so they had to shut up, but their eyes were already full of anger.

Seeing that the two of them were speechless, Ayngail paused for a moment, and then really began the meeting.

"Lord Ulfric.

General Tulius.

This meeting was unprecedented, and we gathered here at the invitation of the Dragonborn.

I ask you if you respect the traditions of the Hogarth Peaks and do your best to keep sight of the lasting peace of Skyrim Province. ”

Representatives of both sides nodded and did not speak.

"Good.

So, who wants to start a negotiation? ”

"Let's get started."

Lord Ulfric took the talk and set his own terms.

"We want control of Marcas City, it's our precept for a truce."

Marcus City, the southwestern corner of Skyrim, is a true Stone City, built on the ruins of the Dwarves, and the Silver Bloods here are close to the Storm Cloak, and they control the city's justice and the largest silver mine in the realm.

Moreover, Marcus City is very close to Lonely City, and once an army is sent from here, it can cut off the supply and news of Lonely City to the Empire's sphere of influence.

"So that's why you're here, Ulfrick?

Do you want to use this meeting to offend Graybeard in order to increase your worth? ”

Before Tulius could speak, Elisevus was furious, not only because he had lost patience with Oufric for killing her husband, but also because of his disrespect for the meeting chaired by Graybeard.

"Lord Elisifher, I'll take care of it."

But Tulius interrupted and turned to look at Ulfric on the other side.

"General, this is simply unreasonable!

We can't accept these requests! I think we're talking about a ceasefire! ”

"Elysiphus! I said I'll deal with it. ”

After all, the lord Elysiphus is only the wife of the High King, and the reason why she serves as the lord of Lonely City is only this, not the normal succession, and naturally she is more dependent on the control of the empire for political opinions.

"Uhfrik, you can't expect us to give up Marcas City at the negotiating table.

You want to get what you can't get in the battlefield in the talks, don't you? ”

"I'm also sure Lord Ufric doesn't want to get something for nothing."

It seems that Greybeard is also unhappy with Ulfrik's asking price, which is for the peace of the Dragonborn and not a political bargain for the benefit of one party.