Chapter 945: Chapter 594, died in the first sentence_2
“You know the Red Duke too?” Rolana’s icy gaze fell upon him.
The human Undead immediately shook his head, “No, I don’t know him. I was just transformed a few years ago.”
Rolana nodded, her long legs clad in black stockings crossed as she leaned back in the chair and continued, “Odys sent you to negotiate, I assume? If you have something to say, speak quickly.”
The human Undead glanced at the opened window.
Knowing he didn’t want to die, he had to be careful with his words.
He was only there to record, but the real negotiator, ‘Glover,’ had already been discarded out the window like trash.
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Now, he had to continue the negotiations, “King Odys has always maintained a good relationship with the Blood Clan, and hopes to preserve this peaceful and cooperative relationship.”
“Is that all?”
“The king says the Blood Clan can set forth any conditions it wishes, hoping everyone can resolve the issues peacefully,” the Undead continued.
“Let Odys relinquish ‘Black Horn City,’ open the gates and surrender. Could he agree to that?” Rolana asked directly.
The Undead was speechless; that was not the kind of condition he had in mind.
He immediately responded, “That might be difficult. The king promises that as long as the Blood Clan withdraws its army and maintains peace on the border, the Great Cemetery is willing to offer thirty million Gold Coins over five years to aid the development of Crescent Heights.”
Although meant as development aid, it essentially represented reparations for withdrawing troops.
But their reason for attacking the Great Cemetery was not for reparations.
It was to restore Amanda to power.
So, the only possibility for negotiation was if Odys voluntarily relinquished Black Horn City; otherwise, the troops would not withdraw.
Rolana looked at him as before, her tone still even, “Unless Odys relinquishes the throne, this war will continue.”
In his urgency, the Undead blurted out again, “Actually, the amount of support can still be discussed. The Undead and the Blood Clan have always been close; how can we allow ourselves to weaken and give humans a chance to counterattack?”
“You’ve seen our military strength. This battle, your Black Horn City definitely can’t hold, and if you don’t want to go down with Odys, find yourself a way out, or else you are truly headed for death,” Rolana said coldly.
The Undead’s Soul Fire trembled again.
When coming here, he had seen the formidable military strength of the Blood Clan.
The number of troops was simply too overwhelming—it was hard to imagine how many people had to be killed to amass such a host of Undead.
This time, Black Horn City was really in danger.
“Could you let me speak with the Red Duke?” the human Undead carefully ventured.
Huh!
As soon as he finished speaking, Rolana’s aura intensified again.
The murderous intent enveloped the Undead like viscous blood.
The skeleton of the Undead shuddered.
He immediately closed his mouth and said no more.
“Leave, relay my exact words to Odys,” Rolana said coldly.
“Oh, alright.” The Undead got up in a panic, toppling the chair behind him.
Fearing that any slow movement might result in his skull being pierced by her.
He hastily bowed.
And walked straight out the door.
Dong Jiayue, didn’t expect the negotiation to be over so quickly.
One was killed as soon as they entered.
The other merely spoke three or four sentences before the discussion ended.
Rolana stood up, saying casually, “That’s it then, relay this to Amanda and Fang Hao later.”
“Oh, alright!” Dong Jiayue nodded.
Rolana opened the door, spread her Bat Wings, and flew toward her carriage.
Dong Jiayue also came out, mounted her horse.
And headed towards Amanda’s location.
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An hour later.
The human Skeleton finally returned to ‘Black Horn City’ amid fear and trepidation.
Ignoring the inquiries from the officials beside him, he directly raced towards the Royal Palace.
Inside the Royal Palace.
Odys sat on the White Bone throne, with an assembly of Undead officials from Black Horn City below him.
At that moment, all the Undead’s gazes were fixed on the figure in the center.
Hoping that he might bring some good news.
It was then that Odys’ cold voice sounded, “Why have only you returned?”
The newly returned Undead knelt in the center of the hall.
Not daring to delay, he immediately replied, “My king, Glover was killed; they only let me return.”
Huh?
Glover is dead?
All the Undead were shocked.
Glover was a very astute Goblin Undead; how could he die during a negotiation?
It was rare for a power to execute a negotiator.
But everyone also realized something.
It seemed that this negotiation wasn’t ideal.
As the Undead officials quietly discussed among themselves, Odys spoke again, “Did the Red Duke kill him?”
The kneeling Undead immediately shook his head, stating, “We didn’t see the Red Duke; we met a female of the Blood Clan and a transmigrator. Glover claimed to have good relations with the Red Duke and then he was killed.”
What?
Killed after the first sentence?
“What’s that woman’s name? What’s her relation to the Red Duke?” Odys asked again.
The Undead shook his head again, “I don’t know. That woman did not seem intent on negotiating and didn’t reveal her identity to me.”
Odys’ Soul Fire showed slight fluctuations.
After a pause, he continued, “Put aside Glover’s killing for now. What did she say about the proposal we offered?”
Although he already had a guess, he couldn’t help asking.
Perhaps there was still a chance!
The kneeling Undead, head bowed, began, “I relayed all the suggestions you, my king, had proposed to her, but that woman didn’t accept them. Instead, she said if we want a ceasefire, it would only be possible if… if…”