Chapter 1133 (1/2)
At the same time, the eboden front, the camp of the imperial army.
”Seriously, I'm a little confused.”
Scratching his head, Brandon, with an unimaginable expression, seemed curious and wanted to laugh, staring at the two figures opposite - two Azores elves warriors, a man and a woman.
To be more precise, it is the commander of the Azores opposite, the messenger in charge of negotiation, sent by rodria Azores.
The originally spacious camp was filled with Imperial Knights, two Archduke Boye and Arles, two Archduke's close aides, elbird, the Royal wizard consultant, and the night watchman in charge of security... So that it seemed a little crowded.
Standing under the chandelier, the two elf warriors in the middle of the camp have the illusion of being surrounded.
”You see, we've started a war. You killed tens of thousands of us, and we killed tens of thousands of you... Er... Elf, I don't know how to calculate your number, head? Piece? Piece? Root... It doesn't matter. Anyway, one of us will kill the other, and the rest will be left to the later ones. In a word...”
”I really don't understand what you're doing here. Isn't the head I sent back to you last time enough for your royal highness to understand what I mean?”
In the tense atmosphere, the expressions of the two elf warriors were obviously unnatural, as if they were holding back their anger.
”Your Highness Brandon de sallion, as you know, we are the envoys sent by his highness rodria Azores to communicate and negotiate with you.”
Tightly sipping the corners of his mouth, the more mature middle-aged Elf Warrior stepped forward: ”with regard to the contradictions and disputes between the two sides, his highness rodria believes that it is the result of the failure of the two sides to understand each other, so...”
”Give your name before you speak.”
Sarika, the machete Archduke, snorted and said coldly, ”why, can't you Azores even understand this politeness? We have to teach you?”
The expressions of the two Elven warriors were even worse.
”I'm very sorry.” the elf warrior had to lower his head: ”please forgive our negligence, I...”
”Oh, what if you don't forgive?”
Brandon, with his head tilted, deliberately snatched another sentence.
”I'm the chief of the guard court, Bo Meng, and this is my adjutant, Fu Lan.” the chief of the guard court sat calmly with her teeth clenched, and quietly pressed the female elf warrior who wanted to draw a knife behind her:
”We can understand his Highness's distrust of us, just as his highness rodria has the same grudge against the imperialists - after all, our two sides are still in a state of war, and it is not very easy to build trust.”
”But if it is possible, we still need to try. After all, it is good for both of us.” the chief defender of the court argued: ”you need time to reorganize your army, and his highness rodria is doing the same thing. The battle that night shows that neither of us is ready for the final decisive battle, so why be so anxious?”
”Why don't we put down the war temporarily, set a deadline for the armistice and discuss a mutually acceptable condition. I think this result is good for both great countries, so why can't we put down the dispute of will and choose a more favorable solution?”
After a few words, the chief guard stepped back and waited silently for Brandon's decision.
In the quiet atmosphere, the prince, who was almost lying on the chair, tilted his head and looked impatient. It took a long time to get back to his mind. His right hand pointed to the chief Weiting with his index finger:
”Are you... Finished?”
Chief Wei Ting nodded slightly.
”Good, because I thought I was going to talk about the end of the world - your nagging reminds me of my former wizard adviser.”
Pulling the corners of his mouth, Brandon glanced at his female Archduke, and they smiled knowingly: ”there is a question about the elf messenger who was cut by me. What did your highness say?”
With such provocative questions, chief Wei Ting had expected:
”Your Highness thinks that the death of your excellency Dion, the last Messenger, is purely a misunderstanding. That's why there is disagreement between us.”
”Oh, so it's like my uncle Severin de sallion and his 400 guards...” squinting his eyes, Brandon's voice gradually rose.
”It's just a misunderstanding. I'm sorry, but there's no chance to recover, so... Forget it?”
”Although it's not easy to compare, it doesn't matter if you are willing to accept it.” chief Weiting is neither humble nor arrogant:
”Since both sides are destined to decide each other's fate with a glorious duel, why do they have to cause more deaths and injuries for this spirit struggle? Both elves and imperialists are noble and glorious nations, and there is no need to destroy everything because of impulse.”
”Pooh!”
Brandon smiled:
”Noble and glorious nation, there is no need to destroy everything because of impulse... Seriously, I almost believe your expression!”
”Really! I almost forgot that it was you who provoked the spirits of ancient wood forest to declare war on the Empire and sent you to assassinate the Archduke of the principality and your father aikehar II, who caused the invasion of demons in the blood skeleton Valley, killed my brother in duanjie mountain and plundered our land...”
”Oh, and my uncle Severin de sallion, you cut off his head and burned it into carbon ash. Why did I almost forget?!”
Brandon, with his mouth crazily rising, became more and more excited, and finally roared out.
”Bared!!!!!”
Fran, the frightened Female Elf, instinctively pressed the handle of the knife, and the Imperial Knights in the camp rushed up almost at the same time. In the crowded camp, the harsh sound of sharp blades coming out of the scabbard suddenly exploded.
”Stop! Stay calm!”
Seeing that the situation was out of control, several officers quickly stood up to maintain order; And the equally stunned chief Weiting immediately stopped the frightened adjutant:
”Your Highness, we are engaged in an all-out war to determine the two great countries. The war is like this - innocent people will die, people we care about will die, and countless damage and death will be caused, which is inevitable!”
”We have created so much hatred that we can't resolve it, but at least we should treat it objectively - emotion will never help, it can only make things worse and impossible to recover!”
Sonorous and powerful words echoed in the camp;
Those persuasive words made the Empire knights who were originally angry fall into thinking.
Of course, this will never include a disgraced prince.
”Good eloquence. Don't be a warrior. I think you can be a speaker.”
Brandon, with a frivolous smile, snapped his fingers and waved his hands to both sides before the Knights retreated one after another.
Looking at the imperial crown prince who is crazy and normal for a while, the chief of Weiting doesn't know what to say.
”Tell me about the conditions of his highness rodria. That's why you two came, isn't it?” Brandon, who didn't care, sat back in his seat and looked at them with his head askew: ”what are his conditions if I promise a temporary truce?”
The chief of Weiting finally breathed a sigh of relief.