Chapter 605 - Dark Elves’ Starlight Rose (3) (1/2)
Chapter 605: Dark Elves’ Starlight Rose (3)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Black Forest, Dark Water Port
“No, no, no, we can’t agree to those conditions. Iridium is a precious material from the Isle of Dawn. It’s a strategic resource. Supplying 200 pounds per month is too much. We can’t give that much.”
At the table, Prince Mordena shook his head. There seemed to be no room for negotiations.
Molina was frustrated. She’d experienced the High Elf’s toughness many times these past days. He would repeatedly calculate each condition of cooperation; nothing was smooth. She wouldn’t waste time with these discussions that just went back and forth if he hadn’t shown some sincerity.
After discussing with her subordinates, Molina said, “Your Highness, it’s useless to keep trying each other. Just say what your bottom line is.”
“This, uh…” Mordena suddenly started coughing. At first, they were quiet, but after a while, they intensified. It sounded like his lungs were ripping. Suddenly, he spat onto the ground. It was red, and a metallic smell floated in the air. It was blood. U.p.dated by Box n o v e l. com
“Your Highness, what’s wrong?” The surrounding High Elves surged forward, protecting Mordena. They stared at the Nagas and demons with caution as if they’d done something.
Molina was shocked too. After all, they were serious about working with the High Elves after receiving the order from the God of Destruction. They wanted to help them fuse the realms successfully. They’d never thought of pulling tricks, let alone hurt the prince.
“Your Highness, what’s wrong?” she also asked with concern. She forgot about the negotiations immediately.
Mordena was still coughing but much softer. After half a minute, he finally took a breath and said weakly, “These past days were too tiring. My old injuries came back. I must rest for a while. I’m afraid I cannot continue coming.”
His face was pale as paper while speaking. There was also a shocking pool of blood on the ground. He was listless too.
Molina furrowed her brows. She wanted to say something, but Mordena continued, “The alliance can’t be delayed either. My subordinates will negotiate for me.”
“Okay, that’s fine.” Molina nodded and then asked in concern, “Your Highness, I am skilled in divine healing spells. Would you like me to help you?”
Mordena smiled wryly and waved his hand. “No need. My injury isn’t easy. Even the World Tree is useless. It isn’t too bad though. Just let me rest for a few days.”
With that, he nodded apologetically to Molina and then said to his servant, “Take me back.”
His servants helped Mordena away from the room. When he returned to his residence, he straightened and said to his adjutant that had followed, “Vader, it’s up to you all now. Argue with them if the conditions are too much. If the conditions are okay, then pick them apart. If there’s nothing to pick, then agree. Whatever you do, just drag it out, understand?”
The two Inferno Warriors hadn’t sent news back, but this information was too important. It directly affected their strategy.
If they couldn’t confirm it, the High Elves couldn’t fully cooperate with the Army of Destruction.
“I understand, Your Highness.” Vader nodded. He knew what his prince meant.
Lawndale was at the meeting room. “Saint,” he whispered to Molina. “The High Elves may be trying to delay things.”
Molina’s heart jumped. But before she could reply, she saw that High Elf across the table had good hearing. His eyes narrowed, and he said angrily, “Saint, is this your attitude towards cooperation? We’ve decided on quite a few conditions these days. Is it all nothing to you? We have no need to delay things!”
This was true. Things were going slowly, but the High Elves were still sincere. Once they decided on something, they would follow through immediately without any delay. This was one of the reasons why the negotiations hadn’t failed after this half month. The High Elves would occasionally toss out something sweet to keep tempting them.
The High Elf’s protest was effective. Molina’s worry was erased instantly. She knew she must soothe the other’s feelings. Turning to Lawndale, she said angrily, “Dark Elf, watch your words. Go apologize to the Isle of Dawn!”
Usually, Lawndale would stand up without hesitation to apologize. He would even give compensation. But today, for some reason, he grew tough.
Sitting in his chair without moving, Lawndale said coldly, “Saint, am I wrong? Do you not see anything wrong with their performance these days? The promises they’d gone with are all unimportant details. These benefits are like ants. It’s just to sate us. They always avoid the core problems.”
As he spoke, he huffed at the High Elf across from him. “Gore, I think that you’re waiting for news from the two Inferno Warriors, right? You want to confirm if the Ferde lord truly got the Book of Creation fragment because it pertains to the safety of the World Tree and the Isle of Dawn. Is that right?”
“You…nonsense!” Sweat beaded on Gore’s forehead.