In Diffindor's royal palace, a six-hour marathon negotiation was nearing its end.
"Then, the next negotiation is estimated to be six months from now. Please prepare a sample of minerals and a list of tax-free products before then. We'll strive to complete a comprehensive business alliance during the next negotiation."
"In order to show how much importance we attach to the next negotiation, Queen Glina will personally come to sign the contract. I hope that you can give her the same treatment. Of course, I'll leave the job of advertising to you as well. After all, we share the same culture and race, so this is a great time to improve the relationship between our countries. We can't waste such a good opportunity to advertise. "
"The same treatment? I understand. I'll tell Her Highness Renée, but at that time, it might be Her Highness Queen Renée. "
"Heh heh, that's even better. It's getting late, so I'll be taking my leave first."
After sending off the young envoy of Sleuweir Kingdom, Wende, she looked out the window at the carriage that was moving further and further away. Elisa, who was full of energy just a moment ago, sighed. Her seemingly calm face also showed some worry.
"… I haven't been able to contact them for so long. I hope that nothing bad has happened. No, since all communication with the entire mortal plane has been cut off, something must have happened. I can only hope that they can return safely."
"Relax, I watched those two mischievous little fellows grow up. They don't seem like short-lived people." Kelly smiled, her tone filled with pride. But, was it really alright to call Roland a little fellow?
"Perhaps we shouldn't be worried about them. We should be worried about that Graham guy. Don't be fooled by how calm Roland seemed when he left. Actually, the angrier he was, the calmer he appeared on the surface. He's definitely holding a grudge right now. According to my understanding of him, if he's in a bad mood, he'll think of ways to make others feel even worse. That's why we should be worried about him. "
From a certain standpoint, it was the wood elf before me who watched Prince Roland grow up. Her instincts were telling me that the situation was getting closer and closer to the truth.
"They have their own battles, and we have ours. We can't let them come back and look down on us. Work hard, little Eliza."
The background of the voice was the busy administrative officials. They had only left for a short while, but the documents and letters waiting to be processed had already piled up into a mountain.
"Of course, I still need Big Sis Kelly's help. I still have a lot of things that I would like to learn from you."
Eliza smiled and nodded her head. Kelly, who had assisted more than a dozen generations of the Mist royalty, was practically impeccable in terms of administrative capabilities. Her several hundred years of administrative experience was indeed astonishing, and she had benefited greatly from it.
When Roland once again became a hands-off boss and Renée set off with him, all the administrative and military affairs of the Donglan Principality were thrown to Eliza and the others who stayed behind.
The military affairs were still manageable. With the Red Hunting Hounds' Knight around, the formation and training of the various divisions went smoothly. There was no need for any important changes in the overall plan.
But on the other hand, the administrative affairs that concerned the people's livelihood were quite critical. These couldn't be delayed for even a single day.
Although Donglan Principality didn't have to deal with the arduous task of post-war reconstruction like the Sleuweir Kingdom, just the large number of grayblood elves that had migrated to Donglan Principality was enough to cause all the administrative officials to wrack their brains. In order to increase living space, the construction of new cities and the renovation of old city districts were all at the top of the list.
Apart from that, there were also the annual tasks of expanding Diffindor's city circle and planting new crops that were scheduled for the new year. The former would affect the living conditions of nearly 30% of the citizens, while the latter would affect the next year's food supply. These were both major tasks that couldn't be allowed to go wrong.
And recently, an even more important task was placed on everyone's shoulders, causing the Donglan government, which was already stretched to the limit, to overload even more. In just one short week, the number of administrative officials who were sent to the hospital due to overwork had already exceeded two digits.
The major task that gave everyone a headache but that they had to deal with with all their might was the establishment of the Mist Alliance.
This was doubtlessly a good thing. Not only that, just news of this would cause the entire country to celebrate. After all, raising the flag of the Mist Alliance would mean that the People of the Mist would be reunited. From a certain standpoint, the already destroyed Mist Kingdom would be rebuilt once again.
However, these things happened too quickly. According to the usual practice, a trade negotiation would take several months to settle, and a military alliance would take at least one or two years to settle. The establishment of a common and comprehensive alliance was a huge matter. Economic, military, political, agricultural, diplomatic, and other aspects had to be unified and coordinated. In the end, they had to reach an outcome that all countries could accept. This was definitely not something that could be solved easily.
Ten years? Twenty years? Perhaps ten years would be the most realistic scenario. However, Roland's final deadline was a short two years. As the core of the Mist Alliance, the Donglan Principality and the Sleuweir Kingdom had to complete all aspects of the alliance within one year. The heavy workload involved was more than enough to send several hundred administrative officials to the mental hospital. Actually, quite a few more had already been sent to the mental hospital due to working overtime.
Kelly was the head female official as well as the princess' personal tutor. Although she didn't have a proper title, she was still the core of the newly born Donglan Principality. Even though she was a wood elf with excellent stamina, she was still quite tired from the heavy workload.
* Clap, clap, clap. *
Kelly lightly clapped her hands, attracting the attention of all the busy administrative officials. She then made a decision as she looked at everyone's tired expressions.
"It's almost dinner time. Everyone, rest early today and don't work overtime. We'll continue tomorrow."
"But we still haven't finished our work. The Shawen people are coming tomorrow as well, and we haven't prepared a new contract yet. Also, the intelligence department's report still hasn't arrived yet …"
"Work and rest is the only way to last. I don't want to see everyone at the mental hospital again. No matter what work you still have, do it tomorrow! This is an order. Are you going to stop listening to me now that Renée and Roland aren't here? "
In everyone's eyes, Kelly's current arrogant smile was rather scary. However, her seemingly unreasonable order was filled with concern that warmed everyone's hearts.
"Heh heh, even if Renée and Roland are here, they probably won't be able to help at all. They'll only cause more trouble."
Eliza's words caused everyone to chuckle. However, this was indeed the truth. If Renée was here, she would only be a rubber stamp, and people would need to be sent to look for her since she was skipping work. If Roland was here … it would probably be the same, but there would be no need to send anyone to look for him. That was because as long as Roland didn't go out himself, no one would be able to find him.
"They're only so similar when they're causing more trouble for others."
"Hmph, when he comes back, he'll definitely make it up to us …"
While complaining, the two of them began taking over various tasks. Neither of them were ordinary people, and their bodies were in excellent condition. It seemed that they would be unable to escape working overtime at night.
…
It was impossible for me to know what was happening in my homeland since I was far away in a foreign land. In fact, I didn't even have the time to think about it. After all, the powerful Earth Elemental God was always a tremendous pressure on my head.
Previously, even though a major battle was imminent, I had spent my precious time preparing for war in the library. Of course, there was a reason for that.
Knowing oneself and knowing one's enemy would ensure victory in every battle. If I didn't even know what trump cards Ömdiroken had, I naturally wouldn't be able to prepare any countermeasures. If I had to rely on human lives to make up for it, wouldn't I lose the advantage of taking the initiative?
As the most ancient Elemental God, even if there were any records of him fighting, it was likely several thousand years ago. Although the two Elemental Gods on our side had provided some information, it was probably outdated. Not to mention, they hadn't actually managed to force Ömdiroken into desperate straits, so it was only natural that they didn't know what else he was hiding.
However, with the help of several top-level archmages and several hundred students, we looked through countless books and exchanged combat experiences from various factions. As long as it was related to earth magic, we summarized and summarized several hundred rules, common methods, and high-level extensions of the earth element's usage.
In the end, we compiled a total of thirty books, filling up an entire bookshelf. Not only did it include a plan to deal with Ömdiroken, it also included a general outline of how to use earth magic. It would be of great significance for earth magic cultivation and research. At the time, Kaid was quite happy to say that with the results of this compilation, he wouldn't need to worry about research funding for the next ten years, which made Amelia quite envious.
There's an old saying in the magical world: "How much power a mage can bring out depends on how long they've prepared. If they have enough time to prepare and have enough backup plans, it's even possible to slay a God. "
"If you don't care about the consequences and come to me on your own, wouldn't that make you just like a warrior who thinks with your muscles?" If it wasn't for the fact that Marguerite intentionally glanced at me out of the corner of her eye when she said this, which obviously implied something, I definitely wouldn't have agreed with her.
Confirm the target, observe the opponent, gather information, and determine countermeasures. Mages were a job class that, apart from a very small minority of people, weren't skilled at melee combat. It was only natural that mages would never directly face off against an enemy. Previously, we had been forced into battle in many situations without sufficient preparation. But this time, we had more than enough time, and we had more than enough battle simulations and preparations. Otherwise, we wouldn't have come to attack the enemy's nest.
"As expected of a turtle hiding in its shell. Tsk, tsk, tsk."
Just like in the mortal plane, Ömdiroken's basic form was still that of a stone giant. It was just that compared to Ömdiroken's form in the mortal plane, the current Ömdiroken made me feel helpless just by looking at his physical appearance.
Unlike Ömdiroken's pitch-black shell on the ground, Ömdiroken's entire body seemed to be made out of precious white jade. It seemed exquisite to the point where even a casual touch would shatter it. However, the fact that Ömdiroken's feet were able to cause the ground to sink with just a single step doubtlessly proved that Ömdiroken's exquisite white jade armor was terrifyingly high quality.
The forbidden spell's shockwaves continued as Ömdiroken charged out like a madman. All obstacles in his way were viciously knocked away, and all spells and arrows were ignored by him. Just a preliminary calculation was enough to tell that Ömdiroken was likely to be invulnerable.
Still, this was to be expected.
Since Ömdiroken's path of charge was confirmed, it was time to activate the traps that had been prepared beforehand.
"Realm of Flowing Water."
The Water Elemental God activated his Divine Domain after sufficient preparations were made to create his territory. A river suddenly descended from the sky, bringing with it a torrent of mud and sand that swept across the land.
The mud and water combined into a mudslide. It seemed to be made of steel, but it was actually quite soft. This flowing mud and sand was far more difficult to deal with than a flood. Once someone got caught in it, they wouldn't be able to use their strength even if they had thousands of kilograms of strength.
This was a trap created by nature. It had nothing to do with magic resistance. It was also a death trap created specifically for Ömdiroken, who had unparalleled brute strength. Ömdiroken got caught in the mudslide. At first, he did his best to struggle, but when he discovered that his feet had suddenly become muddy water, he gave up on resisting and allowed the mudslide to drag him along.
Although Ömdiroken was in a difficult situation, his eyes, which were filled with fighting spirit, seemed to be saying one thing.
"Even if you can trap me for a short period of time, so what?"
That was the Elemental God's defense against his own physical body. Actually, that was indeed the case. Based on our deductions, the Elemental God's well-tempered physical body's defense was basically unbreakable. It was quite a headache.
The Water Elemental God's Divine Domain was limited, and the mudslide would soon lose its momentum. However, it was more than enough for us.
"Frigid Winter Ice River!"
The descent of ice instantly transformed the river into a river of ice. The frozen ice directly froze Ömdiroken within. Right after that, the remaining demon army began to attack. In an instant, all those who wanted to save Ömdiroken, as well as those who wanted to take advantage of the situation to kill a God, all rushed over.
"Ömdiroken, die!"
The Wind Elemental God Kamdiran angrily transformed into a storm giant. He intended to engage in melee combat with Ömdiroken, reenacting the battle in the underground labyrinth.
* Roar! *
Before Kamdiran even arrived, the frozen Ömdiroken broke free from his bindings. What was even faster than his angry roar was Kamdiran's gigantic white jade-like fist.
* Boom! *
There weren't any beautiful magical colors. This was only a full-powered attack, yet Kamdiran was instantly shattered! By the time Kamdiran reappeared not far away and reformed his physical body, he was already one size smaller. It was obvious that he was heavily injured.
The Wind Elemental God had overestimated himself. In the mortal plane, he would still be able to exchange a few blows with Ömdiroken, but in this world, he was weakened yet again. The Earth Elemental God was using his true physical body, and with the support of the dimensional laws, his power increased explosively. The difference in power between the two was now quite large.
The Wind Elemental God, who was also a mage, had actually taken the initiative to engage in melee combat with Ömdiroken, who was a pure warrior. This was another reason why he had been instantly killed. In the end, it was because the Wind Elemental God had underestimated Ömdiroken. He had judged Ömdiroken's power level based on his past experience, which was why he was at a huge disadvantage.
But for me, none of this was important. From the very start, it was impossible for me to directly kill Ömdiroken. However, it was enough for me to trap him.
"Beifeng, it's your turn. Dig up his ancestral grave for me. Don't leave even a single tile behind."
Right after I said that, Beifeng's reply made me feel quite uncomfortable.
"Relax. With me around, I guarantee that not a single mouse or cockroach will be left behind!"
I had been thinking about a certain question. Why did Beifeng's perfectly normal words make me feel uncomfortable all over?
At this moment, outside the battlefield, the escaping Giant Sandworms had been stopped by someone. That smiling dracon hunter had already begun using his special ability to charm specific targets.
Soon, the restless Giant Sandworms actually began to listen to Beifeng's commands. This was all because he told them that there was something that would allow them to obtain freedom and become even stronger.
"Our goal is …"
"There's no tooth decay!" Adam added fuel to the fire …
"No, it's the Elemental Throne! Dig it up! There won't be another Earth Elemental God for at least the next two thousand years! We're going to make this bastard lose his foundation and become homeless. "
I angrily roared as I watched the battle unfold before me and drew my longsword.
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