Chapter 1953 - The Borders Of 36 Orc Tribes Had Been Breached

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"This is indeed a rather good feeling."

Josh walked out of the Magus Tower. His pitch-black eyes slowly turned back to normal as he smiled meaningfully.

"This is just the tip of the iceberg. As long as you can start a war, your capabilities can continue increasing. When that happens, no one in this world will be your match." The low voice of the Devil resounded in his head.

"Next, I'll be going to the military," Josh commanded the coachman as he boarded the horse-drawn carriage.

Not long after, an extra-confidential letter was sent to the borders at the fastest speed.

At the same time, a black griffin rose from the palace silently, and flew towards the northwestern border.

***

"Return to the forest right now, and start the highest-tier war preparation to guard against the Roth Empire's invasion," Helena ordered one of the elves.

"High Priestess, we are friends with the Roth Empire, and they have established the Peace Alliance. Now, the Roth Empire is only left with us. They wouldn't launch an attack on us, right?" the elf asked with bewilderment.

"There are no friends forever in this world. You should not hope that a sly fox like Andre would ever keep his promise," Helena said coldly.

"Yes. I will return to the forest straight away." That elf's expression turned cold, and he quickly turned to walk away.

Most of the Wind Forest's energy had been spent on the goblins all these years, and it almost had no guard up against the Roth Empire. If the Roth Empire really deployed an army to launch an attack against the Wind Forest, that would be a disaster.

Of course, that elf still did not really believe that the Roth Empire would launch an attack on their good friend.

***

"I'm afraid the giant dragons would not be so willing to give their land out. They are known to be stingy. It makes no sense for them to give their territory away," Michael told Mag, who was invited to the study room.

"If the Roth Empire only wants that piece of land, it really isn't too much to ask for. It is only reasonable, and we can sign the peace treaty amicably and extend the peace on the Norland Continent for another century.

"The giant dragons are still the giant dragons of the past, but the Roth Empire is no longer the weak country it was before. They have to admit that. This contrast would be more obvious if Krassu and I stood behind Andre during these peace talks." Mag shook his head slightly.

"Yes, if the two of you were standing behind Andre instead of sitting opposite to him today, he would have more support." Michael nodded in agreement.

"I want to know Chaos City's stance. If the Roth Empire attacked the orcs, would you send reinforcements?" Mag asked Michael.

"Of course." Michael nodded seriously.

"Good." Mag nodded slightly.

***

"Royal Father, I'm afraid the giant dragons would not accede to our request so easily."

"If they do not agree to it, we have a reason to start the war. Why would I raise that request if the giant dragons would agree to it easily?" Andre said with a smile while looking at Sean.

Sean thought for a while, and hesitated before asking, "In that case, how are you intending to deal with Alex?"

"No matter how powerful Alex is, he is still an individual. We can just leave him be." Andre smiled confidently.

"However, he is indeed stronger than he was three years ago. If we do leave him alone, it might spell trouble for us in the future." Sean's face turned pale as he recalled how Mag broke through the defenses of six 10th-tier powerhouses easily and chopped off his arm.

"He has become stronger, and also craftier. It is no longer possible to sneak an ambush on him like three years ago anymore. In that case, why don't we let him be? Judging from his character, he will still appear in front of our troops sooner or later. When that time comes…" Andre smiled sinisterly.

***

The one-hour break ended very quickly. However, as there was still a huge disagreement amongst the giant dragons, they could not come to a consensus on the condition Andre raised. The meeting had once again fallen into a tense situation.

Mag had long expected it. The giant dragons were not afraid of the Roth Empire. At least for now, the Roth Empire could not threaten Dragon Island that was far away and high up in air.

However, the giant dragons felt their lives being threatened by the Great Old Ones' existence.

There was actually an even more terrifying existence above the giant dragons, and this existence had ill intentions towards this world.

The half of the Great Old One in the Thunderstorm Mountains had made them feel deeply the distance. It was the distance when they looked down at the ants on the ground, and now they had become the ants.

Therefore, the giant dragons had initiated the cooperation and also the establishment of the Peace Alliance.

Meanwhile, Andre was behaving as though even if the sky fell, the taller ones would hold it up, and did not prioritize the matters of the Great Old Ones. Instead, he used it as a trading chip for this negotiation.

Once the Roth Empire started a war, it would definitely implicate the entire Norland Continent, and when the Great Old Ones appeared again then, the Norland Continent would face an awkward situation where they would not be able to form an effective resistance.

Just like that, the morning passed without any constructive conclusion.

"Such a meeting is boring indeed. We didn't even manage to say anything. Can we go to Mamy Restaurant for lunch later?" Dracula asked Camilla with a yawn.

"Mamy Restaurant is closed for today." Camilla shook her head.

"Ah… what upsetting news." Dracula sighed.

Mag made use of the afternoon break to go back to cook so that Amy and Annie would have food to eat. After that, he returned to the city lord's castle.

This was the fight between the two powerful forces, the Roth Empire and the giant dragons. His influence was limited.

Now, all that was left to do was to see who would give in first.

The afternoon negotiation was once again stuck with no conclusion. The allies of the Peace Alliance all showed their support for the giant dragons and the orcs, but Andre would not budge, insisting on half of the giant dragons' territory.

Just when everyone thought there would be no conclusion to today's negotiation, extra-confidential letters were sent to the chiefs of each race one after another.

"Darn! Andre, how dare you sneak an attack!!" Auster smacked the table as he stood up, staring at Andre with reddened eyes. He was gripping the letter so tightly that his hand started shaking.

Andre frowned, as though he did not understand where Auster's anger came from.

"An emergency letter from the northwestern troops said that the borders of 36 orc tribes had been breached," Sean whispered as he handed a military report that he just received to Andre with a complicated expression.

"Hmm?" Andre's brows were knitted even more tightly together. He quickly glanced through the letter, and his expression changed.

"Andre, we, the elves, have been good friends with the Roth Empire for a century. Why did you send troops to invade the Wind Forest?" Helena chided coldly as she stood up..