Noxus camp in the Forest of Tranquility, inside Epsol's tent.

"That legion, led by your General Oren?"

"Yes, Lord Epsol, it was General Oron who asked me to send a message that I wanted to meet you."

Sventel in front of Epsol was not tied up or controlled by any restraint tools.

As the 'emissary', he did feel the sincerity of Noxus, or rather, apart from the necessary vigilance, there was not much hostility towards Demacia.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to express his most basic respect to the Noxian military governor in front of him.

He wasn't stupid enough to ask Oron, the sentinel messenger in front of him, what he wanted to talk about, Epsol thought that his identity and status were not enough to negotiate with Oren, but he didn't prevent him from listening to what the other party wanted to say, anyway, it was Oren's request first, and it wouldn't be considered rude to go out by himself.

"You go back and tell General Oren that I can't call the shots when it comes to important matters, and it's okay to talk briefly, if you want to talk, he and I can only bring a helper to talk about the midline between Greentooth Peak and the Quiet Forest."

"Understood, Lord Epsol, then I'll leave first."

Sventel had already left, banging on the small wooden table in the tent, and Epsol stood up.

He's going to find the Nightblade Killer stationed in the camp.

……

Oron looked at the strange lineup opposite, a young Noxian officer and a masked freak in black cloth armor, turned his head, and looked at his lower right,

A blue-skinned yodeler with a shield on his back, seemingly unqualified to mock the other side.

It was a strange meeting, and it would be interesting if it went down in the annals of Valoran.

Under the nervous gaze of hundreds of people, the two sides stood ten meters away and stopped.

"Let's leave our retinue behind and talk alone, Chief Epsol?"

"Of course, General Oren."

Epsol took the initiative to leave the saber at his waist in place, and Oron also handed the Glory Hammer to Bobby, which made Bobby extremely excited, and looked left and right, looking like he couldn't put it down.

She guessed that Oren was so powerful because of the sledgehammer, and this was a rare opportunity to explore the hammer.

It wasn't until the actual face-to-face that Epsol understood why Demacia had been able to gain a foothold on the West Coast, where the Freljord barbarians were rampant.

The brilliant General Demacia in front of him alone embodies the qualities that an excellent soldier should have.

Steady, resolute, determined, tenacious, the pursuit of glory......

He didn't understand why so many words appeared in his mind after seeing the tall man in front of him, he only knew that he was really not qualified to negotiate terms with General Demacia in front of him, or rather, he was not qualified now.

Thinking about it this way, I actually feel honored to stand in front of this person.

"General Oren, it's an honor to know you in such a way."

Spearheading Oron with a Noxian military fist salute, Epsol showed his respect to the elder in front of him.

"Sir Epsol, I'm honored to know you, too."

There was no arrogance or a big attitude, and Oron also gave a Demacian military salute to the young man who was obviously just out of the category of teenagers,

He understood that no matter how young he was, the other party was also the supreme commander of the Noxian Army opposite, not to mention that the other party was the first to show due etiquette to himself.

He likes to communicate with people who understand etiquette, regardless of race or country.

"General Oren, we Noxus are not hostile, and we are not prepared to have any friction with Demacia, I think this should be said by me first, after all, it was because we sent troops first and caused a misunderstanding."

Oron savored Epsol's words, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile on his face.

"I think that's important enough, because the soldiers of Demacia have been restless lately, and if Noxus wants to keep the peace alive, I think every soldier of Demacia will be able to sleep soundly tonight."

"Hahaha, you're funny."

The two sides briefly tested it, and couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief at the same time,

No matter which side it is, it is not ready for war, and no one can afford to act rashly because of small frictions and misunderstandings.

"It's presumptuous, but Chief Epsol, I want to ask when you will exit the Forest of Tranquility?"

After a moment's hesitation, Epsol said what Lester meant.

"General Oren, the Forest of Tranquility will be the Lumber Yard of the Emerald Territory in the future, I don't think we should leave, I hope the Demacian soldiers on the other side of the mountain don't pay too much attention to us, otherwise we will be ashamed if we don't sleep well."

The atmosphere of harmony paused slightly, and Oren restrained his smile.

"Is Noxus still grazing in the valleys of Greentooth and Eternity?"

Epsol's smile also disappeared from his face, and he said lightly without giving an inch.

"General, I don't understand what you mean, I just think that the Forest of Tranquility is a borderless land, and it is very reasonable for it to be occupied by the Emerald Territory, since the other side of the mountain is already the pasture of Demacia, then the Emerald Collar will naturally not do superfluous things, or, do you think the Forest of Tranquility belongs to the territory of Demacia?

However, when I explored the Forest of Tranquility, I didn't find any soldiers or watchtowers in Demacia, did I...... Are you mistaken? ”

Although there is a basic understanding of the other party's bottom line, when it comes to the serious issue of territory, neither Oren nor Epsol can play a decisive factor, let alone make any commitments.

They can't decide what Demacia wants with a pat on the head, and decide what Noxus wants with a pat on the ass, this is something that needs to be agreed and discussed by the top decision-makers of the two forces, they only have the right to execute.

Therefore, they can only maintain the state of occupation by soldiers to ensure that their territory is not invaded and expanded by the other party.

"Maybe I'm misremembering......"

A frowning Oron stared at Epsol, trying to put a little pressure on the young Noxian.

"Sir Epsol, I just hope that the Noxians will not continue to expand to the west, the Milky Way is not long, and there is no room for two states, and it is better for both of us to let the area north of the Quiet Forest become a buffer line for Deno, otherwise it is easy to cause misunderstandings."

Looking at the man demonstrating against him in front of him without showing weakness, Epsol tensed his legs that wanted to tremble, and replied forcefully with the powerful momentum that rushed to his face.

"It's true that the Run Galaxy is not long, but it is enough for Demacia and Noxus to use together,

Now that Demacia's ranch has extended to Greentooth Peak, it should stop there, too big a ranch doesn't have much effect, after all, you Demacians don't have so many forbidden magic stones to build a city, do you? ”

The atmosphere became a little scary, and Oron and Epsol stared at each other, not giving an inch.

Bobby and Nightblade Killer also lifted their spirits, staring at each other with serious faces, ready to strike at any moment.

Behind Poppy and the Nightblade Slayer, the soldiers of Demacia's First Legion and the Noxian Black Iron Guard and Shadow Crossbowmen are ready to attack.

At this moment, any move that could easily lead to suspicion of hostility will have unforeseen consequences, triggering a war between two powerful forces.

However, the two of them paled, and Oren took the initiative to stretch out his right hand.

"You're good, Commander Epsol."

Relieved, Epsol shook it.

"Duty, General Oren, I hope you can understand the faux pas of the juniors."

Nodding, Oron looked at the sparsely populated plains in the distance.

"Now the land is still very big, there are still few people, and we still have enough time."

"Yes, General, the Jade Leader thinks so too, we all have enemies of each other, there is no need to hurt the harmony."

Giving Epsol a deep look, Oron shook his head and turned away.

Seeing Oron and the yodelers leave, Epsol also turned around and walked towards his main formation.