This small cockpit seemed to be discussing important matters of the country. However, the people talking didn't seem to be paying much attention.
"Bardi … Orloss wants us to hand over the culprit and deal with it as a personal grudge. Of course, the Mage Country also needs to sign some compensation agreements. At the very least, we need to apologize on the surface … Yep, I know you won't agree. At the very least, hand over the culprit. It's just a few Dark Elves. Otherwise, Orloss won't be able to explain himself to the Mage Country. "
I didn't know if it was because of her Bronze Dragon Bloodline's natural disgust for Dark Elves, or if it was simply because she disliked the Dark Elves, but Evelyn didn't hold back at all.
"If you really understand me, you'll know that's impossible. I'm someone who can be persuaded by reason, not cowed by force … Fine, fine, I can't be persuaded by either force or persuasion. You can call me protective or unreasonable, but I have no intention of handing over the culprit."
I didn't believe that they had done anything wrong at all. Since my subordinates hadn't done anything wrong, how could I possibly back down as their superior? So what if a major country tried to pressure me? You want me to hand over the culprit? Not a chance.
"Tsk, you're just as stubborn as I remember you to be. Well, if you were such a coward back then, you wouldn't have fought against the entire Bardi Empire by yourself. That way, back then, Evelyn … Cher wouldn't have fallen for you."
Evelyn lowered her voice to a whisper, but I still heard her clearly. However, I preferred to pretend that I didn't hear anything. After all, I really didn't want to know anything about the past.
"Aren't you curious?"
"… Of course I'm a little curious. But considering how troublesome it will be if I remember, I think it's better not to know. Or is there something that I need to remember? "
I smiled as I spoke. However, Evelyn suddenly gritted her teeth.
"… You're smiling even more slyly than I remember, you liar!"
Alright then, it was me who didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I seemed to have accidentally stepped on a landmine.
Fortunately, we were currently representing two major factions in negotiations, especially since Cher was watching from the sidelines. I temporarily forgot about my personal matters.
When we were about done talking, Evelyn got up to leave, but she pulled Cher away with her, saying that she wanted to "talk all night long to deepen the relationship between mother and daughter." However, I felt that Evelyn intended to tell Cher about the messy things from back in the day.
Considering that I would need Evelyn's cooperation in order to cure Cher, rather than spending so much effort to gain her trust, it would be better to have Evelyn tell her directly. Of course, I didn't stop her.
"Sigh, this relationship is really messy. Forget it, let's just let nature take its course."
"You're running away."
"What you said makes too much sense. I don't know how to refute you."
…
The more he thought about his private affairs, the more confused he became. It was better for him to focus on proper business.
"Aso … I really underestimated you."
From a certain standpoint, Aso was truly an amazing individual.
Let's not talk about his past achievements for now. We were no longer young people who liked to show off our achievements. So-called "past glory" was nothing more than a burden and annoyance to old people like us. Aso was the only one who had led the invasion by himself, and he had left behind several fatal chess pieces hidden in the shadows. No matter if it was the Bardi Empire's "Undead Plague" or the "Nuclear Bomb" that was constantly aimed at the Truth Symposium, they were all fatal trump cards.
At the very least, if I were in his position, I wouldn't be as confident as he said I was.
Perhaps the only thing he was lacking in was luck.
In the game's history, Aso had indeed successfully led the invasion. However, it was because two thieves had reached into the same pocket and encountered the revived Titan Giants. In the end, Aso could only fight to the death against the Titan Giants.
Some time ago, when Aso discovered that his scheme had been exposed, and that the Dimensional Doors that he had just opened were likely to be closed, the entire "return" to the Tark Republic was in danger. Aso unhesitatingly sacrificed himself to ensure that the Tark Republic's return to the Tark Republic was set in stone.
But on the other hand, Aso was far too important to the Tark Republic as he was the person in charge of the entire game.
As an Undead Emperor, Aso lacked trust in all of his comrades and subordinates. The result was that after Aso died, the secret that only he knew was lost, and those fatal traps weren't triggered.
However, Aso was obviously unwilling to die just like that and bring everything to his grave. He had spent over a hundred years working on this scheme before it even began.
And so, Aso gave this key to the other Undead Emperor present at the time. However, he didn't tell Aso everything. After all, Aso didn't trust Roland at the time. In fact, he even hated Roland.
However, a nuclear bomb that had lost its activation password was nothing more than trash. As long as the nuclear bomb's activation password existed, it would forever be a threat. So, as long as Aso threw out the key, he wouldn't suffer any losses.
Now that he had the key to the door, it was naturally possible to find the only correct key in a bunch of keys.
"… This is a potion made from thirteen common medicinal ingredients. Only a small amount of this potion needs to be evaporated into the air to cause a mutation in the Bardi people's bloodline. And once this mutation occurs, it's impossible to reverse."
Even though this was clearly an important item, Aso didn't seal it away in his memory along with all the other secrets. He had mixed this potion's formula with other alchemy knowledge and named it "Aso's Gift". However, the explanation below it was rather vague, like "Increases the effectiveness of special undead magic."
At this moment, I couldn't help but feel grateful that I had been quite busy recently, and I had zero interest in alchemy or potioneering. If I really had been foolish enough to casually make a potion to test its effects, perhaps I would have been able to challenge the top ten on the Calamity Rankings.
However, for ordinary mages, new knowledge and secrets were the ultimate goal of their lives. If any other alchemist received Aso's "unique formula" that he was so proud of, they would definitely immediately try to make it. That would be quite the joke.
Aso was quite generous. Apart from this "small gift", all of Aso's other gifts were accumulated over many years. However, an Undead Emperor was still an Undead Emperor. If anyone was deceived by his generous gifts and other gifts and thought that the entire treasury was safe, then this small gift would teach them a new understanding of what an Undead Calamity truly was.
Evelyn had arrived rather briskly, but she left with great caution. After all, if even a tiny bit of the potion in her hands was leaked, it would be quite troublesome.
Of course, I wouldn't be so insane as to play with an Undead Calamity. However, the greatest use of "nuclear weapons" was to intimidate, not to kill. As long as your enemies knew that you indeed had a "large-scale weapon of mass destruction" and that you were "insane" to use it, that would be enough. Since I had Yongye's reputation as a "guarantor" of the latter, nobody would suspect that I had the courage to use it. Perhaps many people would even think that I was a madman who was even more dangerous than Aso. As for the former, seeing was believing. I had just created a small potion of a weaker version of the potion.
Evelyn had taken the potion. There were roughly three or four drops in it. If she used it in a sealed room, it would be no problem for her to create a hundred or so Undead Calamities. As for whether the Bardi royalty would casually throw it away or use it on criminals on the death row, that was none of my business.
No matter how the Bardi royalty had originally planned on dealing with this potion, it was no longer important.
As long as the experimental results were out, as long as Orloss's brain wasn't damaged, he would know what to do. I could finally heave a sigh of relief now that I had a good hand.
When I exited the cockpit, I discovered that the Dark Elves were still kneeling in the cockpit. Diana had a sincere and resolute expression, as if she was prepared to face any consequences. Yawen's expression was filled with regret, and there were even traces of tears in her eyes. Meanwhile, Victoria had a bitter expression as she sat there. Her legs had long since gone numb. If it wasn't for her older sister's supervision, she would have long since escaped.
Actually, she was indeed wronged. She had only been helping out, and hadn't even done anything during the entire process. Yet, she had been dragged into this mess … If I recalled correctly, she was the one with the lowest luck stat.
I nodded at this situation. At the very least, some of them were quite sincere in admitting their mistakes. This lesson should be effective.
"Get up. I've already taken care of the situation. There shouldn't be any problems. From a certain standpoint, this is also my fault. In the future, the Judgement Knight's work manual will need to be revised as well. At the very least, it's forbidden to immediately use a Crime Detection Strike in a non-law enforcement zone. "
Diana and Yawen didn't get up. They simply sat there quietly. However, it was Victoria who managed to crawl away for her life … yep, her legs were now completely numb.
"No, this isn't Milord's fault. I was too rash."
Yawen was quite vexed as she emotionally blamed herself. I shook my head and didn't say anything else. It would be good for her to regret a little more. At the very least, this tomboy would be more careful and think things through in the future.
But now that everyone else was busy with their own matters, there should have been only a few Dark Elves kneeling in the cockpit. But now, there was a rather familiar little girl in the cockpit. She was the half-elf that the Dark Elf had risked his life to protect during the day.
Although she was still wrapped in bandages, she was currently teary-eyed as she looked at the two Dark Elves who were still kneeling in the cockpit. When she noticed me, she looked at me with an unfriendly expression.
I became rather curious as I watched her half-round ears tremble. Just as I pointed a finger at her …
"Alright, at least explain to me what's going on. Also, introduce this naughty child to me and then take her down."
I could only helplessly raise my hand and point at the half-elf who refused to let go of me no matter what. She was still muttering "damned humans". I once again confirmed that there was nothing for me to discuss with naughty children. Next time, I wouldn't casually reach out to a rare beast that hadn't been tamed yet … It seemed like something was wrong here. Forget it, let's not look into it.
"Ria, hurry up and let go!"
When the naughty child finally let go, I felt a heartache as I rubbed the bite marks on my hand. However, I soon understood what had happened from their descriptions.
"The Gray Guardian? This is the first time I've heard of such a thing. "
"After all, this is the humiliation of Rose and Dark Elf society. Not only that, they've always done their best to hide themselves. If it wasn't for the fact that Beck insisted on staying in Ria's mother's home, such a thing wouldn't have happened. Now that something has happened, he'll probably change his mind. "
Dark Elf society wasn't a paradise. Not every Dark Elf would be able to accept such a cruel and heartless society. There would always be many defectors every year. Apart from the Gray Elves who were protected by the Moonlight Goddess, the Gray Guardian was also an organization created by a portion of the defectors.
Unlike the Gray Elves who swore to fight against Rose to the end, these defectors only wanted to find a place to live out their days. However, since they hadn't undergone the Moonlight Ritual, their physical bodies were no different from ordinary Dark Elves. It would be difficult for them to survive on the surface. On a different level, they had the typical Dark Elf mentality and didn't trust their gray-skinned "comrades." They felt that even if the gray-skinned "comrades" didn't have any shady schemes, they would still view themselves as cannon fodder in battle.
And so, with the assistance of some Gray Elves and the Moonlight Goddess, some of the successful defectors took the lead and created this "Gray Guardian" organization that focused on self-help. The members of the Gray Guardian organization would usually live in a remote village and become mud-covered farmers. However, they would also receive help from the Moonlight Goddess's Church.
As for Beck, he was the injured Dark Elf. He had originally lived in a remote mountain area in Bardi, and he had successfully married and had children. However, ten years ago, his wife had passed away due to an illness, leaving behind a pair of half-elf daughters. It was precisely because his daughters wanted to visit the hometown that their mother always missed, which was why they had taken the risk to come to the capital.
The result was today's incident. If it wasn't for the fact that Beck had sent out a distress signal in time and Diana, who was originally a member of the Moonlight Goddess's Church, had received the message, it was likely that Beck and his daughters would have already been burned at the stake.
While I was still thinking about this, Beck, who was covered in injuries, struggled to walk out. The moment he arrived in front of me, he knelt on the ground.
"I beg of you, milord, please hurry and save my eldest daughter!"
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