"You are the messenger of the Hama tribe?" Standing in front of him was a human wearing knight's armor. Along the way, although there is a black mage to lead the way, the various undead creatures seen along the way still make people feel numb on the scalp. And that black mage is no different from an undead, and it's nice to see a normal human in front of you.

The messenger paused and looked the vampire's human subordinates up and down. The man was in his mid-fifties, without a helmet, and his hair was short, but still black and white. His shoulders were broad, his muscles were strong, and his eyebrows showed a kind of military majesty. But his look makes people can't help but have a feeling of "woodenness". This man gives the impression of a simple soldier, the kind of person who is accustomed to the barracks rather than society. This man doesn't seem to be the kind of dark magician who will stop at nothing in pursuit of power (and he is not a ghost), nor is he the kind of money-obsessed mercenary. Such a person actually became a vampire's subordinate, so that the messenger couldn't help but feel slightly stunned.

Thankfully, he came back to his senses right away.

"Yes, I have something to ask for blood...... Lord Duke. The messenger subconsciously opened his mouth and almost said the wrong thing.

A cold wind blew, and a pungent rancid smell was heard. After smelling this, the middle-aged officer frowned. Then Nunu motioned for the messenger to follow him.

Instead of advancing towards the core of the Undead Legion, they made a circle and circled from the outside onto a small hillside overgrown with evergreen shrubs. Although it was gloomy today, the messenger saw a vampire from afar.

The vampire's red armor is too conspicuous against the background. At this time, the vampire was standing in front of a boulder, and the white stone set off made people see the blood-colored figure from afar.

Perhaps feeling that the rest of the road was no longer in need of guidance, the man who led the way left the spur at some point, and the messenger settled down and continued on his way to the vampire.

"You're the messenger of the Hama tribe?" the vampire didn't wear a helmet, and judging from his face alone, it was almost impossible to tell the difference between him and a human. Legend has it that vampires have bulging fangs, but the truth doesn't seem to be so conspicuous. If vampires do have fangs, they can at least hide them under their lips. In fact, if he hadn't been wearing this blood-colored armor wrapped in visible dark magic energy, perhaps the messenger would have feared that he had mistaken someone.

"Lord Duke, I have brought our latest ...... Suggestion. The messenger took out the sealed document from his body.

"I don't expect much, but let's take a look. The vampire reached for the paper, opened it, and read it quickly.

"This is what you are proposing, restore peace, let me release my captives, and return my weapons and food. And you will withdraw from my land and go home. ”

The vampire asked in a mocking tone. He watched it again

"We want everyone to stop fighting and live together peacefully. The messenger replied in a loud voice.

"It really doesn't feel like what you're going to say. The vampire looked at the document in his hand, tore it to shreds in two or two clicks, and threw it behind him. "Is this the ultimatum?" he asked rhetorically, sarcastically.

"No, it's just...... Draft negotiations...... We're in a negotiation. The messenger did his best to keep himself calm. "I'm here to try to solve the ...... between us Misunderstand. You have in your hands our non-combatants, who should not be affected by war, according to the principle of universal passage between all civilized creatures. ”

"If we both present our claims in a calm manner under the principle of fairness, then I think this is a negotiation. But while you stand here, your prepared armies are mobilizing and threatening me at any moment, which contradicts your advice. It seems to me that you have come here to judge this negotiation yourself, and it is entirely possible that the outcome of the negotiation will be this: if I return to you your women, children, and materiel in the manner you call 'civilized' warfare, it will be tantamount to arming my enemies so that they may attack me more brazenly. ”

"What does that mean? Duke Scarlet, are you questioning our sincerity?"

"Sincerity? I saw nothing but lies, deceptions, and tricks. Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid who can fool around at will? You go back? Where can you go back? Your homeland has long been occupied by the Ryans, will they let you go back? You wait for me to give you back your weapons and family so that you can attack me without any worries? I've seen stupidity, but I've never really seen a stupid one like you, oh no, your master. This kind of scam will not be fooled by even the most uninformed farmers. ”

"But, now that you've made your request, listen to me. My request was simple, all the soldiers of the Binds laid down their arms and surrendered unconditionally to me. If that is the case, I will spare your lives, at least not for the time being. This is the last chance you can pray for my mercy, and there will be no next one. ”

The messenger clenched his fists, anger rising in his eyes.

"You haven't won the battle yet, Duke Scarlet! We won't accept such humiliating conditions, do you think that our Hammad clan is just lambs at your mercy? We still have a strong army, and we will fight to the end with a strong will! The Ryan people will help us, and the whole world will help us."

"If a strong will can keep your soldiers' swords piercing through their chests, I believe it works. So let's not talk about the illusory stuff, let's talk about the reality. ”

"In fact, we know that in war, fate is sometimes unbiased, and the side that has the upper hand on the surface does not mean the final victory, and the side with the largest number of people is not always sure to win. What's more, our situation is far from so bad. For us, by succumbing to you, all hope is lost, but if we continue to act and fight for our own future, we still have hope to stand up. Scarlet Duke, we know that your strength is limited, and that you did not take advantage of the situation to attack Mill City in the first place, which in itself shows your weakness. ”

"Both strength and weakness are relative. I didn't attack Mill City because I was afraid of Ryan's strength. I do not deny this, and I need not deny it. But you are not Ryan, and you are far more victorious than Ryan, otherwise why would you leave your well-inhabited homeland and try to take possession of Sivania? You have chosen this fate yourself, and you should be prepared to accept this fate. ”

"Again, Duke Scarlet, you are not yet victorious. Even under such unfavorable conditions, we are far from the end of the road. We believe that the gods will bless us because we fight evil with righteousness. Our lack of military power, if any, will be compensated for by forging a binding alliance with the Ryan people. Because even if it is only because they are on the side of their fellow human beings, they will come to their aid. As a result, our strength is by no means as fragile as you might think. But if you accept our peace, then we can avoid needless battles. We're going to go back home, and we're going to do that by going somewhere else. We can also go elsewhere, because it is relatively easy for a warrior people like us to find a suitable place to live, and many nations will be willing to accept us as long as we do not try to possess and conquer. ”

"Speaking of the gods, I can tell you. To be sure, the distance between me and God is much shorter than the distance between you and God. I was face to face with God and was even able to do whatever I wanted with her. I don't believe in what kind of blessing God can give you. As for the Ryans, do you trust that they will come to your aid out of the position of their kind, and I congratulate you on your naivety, but not jealous of your stupidity. When the Ryan act for their own benefit, they are indeed the most actionable people in the world, and when it comes to acting for the benefit of others, they are not much faster than a snail, let alone you. You two haven't fought enough in history, and the hatred isn't deep enough?"

The messenger bit his lip, and from the indifferent look on the vampire's face, from the mocking tone of the vampire's mouth, he knew that it was difficult for this negotiation to come to an end. However, he also knows the Tao in this regard, and this is originally a step, a "passing ceremony" before the war.

In fact, as the vampire says, things are not going to change whether this negotiation will work out or not. After paying such a big price, the Bins have no possibility of retreating or repenting. At least not in Kedasa.

In line with his duty, he tried hard again. Of course, nothing came of it. This is the end of the negotiation, and the envoy himself knows that he is powerless. So he chose to retire.

Ashrufat watched the other party leave in frustration and walked out of sight. Then he whispered behind him, "Come out." ”

From behind the big rock behind him, five or six people came out. If the messenger had not left, he would have opened his mouth wide in astonishment. Because he knew all these people.

The one in the lead was Damon, the Grand Elder of the Hambin. At this time, he was pale and depressed, which is the kind of look that is common for people who are tormented by their hearts, struggling with fear and insecurity, and who have not slept for a long time.

"Alright, I've finished talking to the messenger of one side, and now it's my turn to talk to you again. Damon, Kaedasa is determined to fight me to the end, otherwise he wouldn't have made such an excessive request. As for you, you can still choose your own path. ”

The vampire said with a blank face.

"I apologize to you for all we have done in the past, and I beg for your magnanimity and mercy. Damon immediately took the lead and knelt down, "But believe me, this war was entirely planned by the Kaidasa and the Ryans, and we were only forced to follow because of the strength of custom and law. Damon bowed his head and said in the most humble voice he had ever spoken.

"Well, I'll just trust you. For me, though, verbal promises don't make sense. For with a few exceptions of true nobility of nature, human beings are not to be trusted. As a proof of allegiance, I want you to do something for me. Damon secretly raised his eyes and noticed that the vampire exuded bloodthirsty pleasure, and his jaw trembled with excitement.

"Now go back and join the ranks of Kedasa. In my decisive battle with Kedasa, I want you and your army to attack him from the rear. If you do that, I believe in your allegiance to me. I will return to you all the old and weak women and children of your tribe intact, and I promise to leave you a territory in my land for you and your people to live on. You will live freely as my subjects. You only need to obey my laws, and obey my commands, just as you used to obey your princes. And I will allow you to be self-governing and will not make any demands on you against your customs. ”