Chapter 749
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Nogus was delayed for a while due to motion sickness, but he still found three horses and brought his attendants and the man in blue to the embassy in the Land of Frost in the center of Noland.
The moment Nogus pushed open the door of the embassy conference room, the entire conference room fell into a strange silence.
There were a few generals from the stronghold in the conference room. They could be said to be Nogus' old opponents … or enemies.
Nogus glanced at the generals. He also recognized the opponents he had fought on the battlefield.
Josiah immediately stood up from his seat and went to the two long tables in the center of the conference room.
Cheil also stood up from his seat and walked to the other side of the long table.
A strong general followed behind Cheil. From his conversation with Cheil just now, Josiah could tell that this general was Cheil's most trusted Amt Marshal.
"Brother."
Josiah did not participate in the war between the Demon Realm and the Land of Frost, nor did he personally experience the cruel battlefield.
Therefore, Josiah's identity in this peace conference was only a 'bridge between the two sides'.
"The ruler of the Land of Frost, Cheil?"
Nogus glanced at the nobles sitting behind Cheil. Many of them were looking at him with hatred. However, when Nogus looked at the new king, his gaze did not change.
"I am the 72nd ruler of the Land of Frost, Cheil Leonid. Greetings … Prince of the Demon Realm, Nogus Yanorod," Cheil said.
"My brother told me that you want to end the war on the Frost Plains?" Nogus pressed his hands on the long table in front of him and stared straight at the young king.
"We have written the truce contract on this parchment scroll."
Marshal Amt, who was beside Cheil, handed a thick parchment scroll to a servant. The servant took the scroll and presented it to Nogus with both hands.
Nogus opened the sheepskin scroll in front of everyone. The scroll was very long, so long that when Nogus picked it up, the lower half fell onto the long table.
In this era where paper was invented many years ago, the people of the Land of Frost still insisted on using parchment scrolls to write important contracts.
"I can see your sincerity, new king of the Land of Frost." Nogus spent more than ten minutes carefully reading every clause, then closed the parchment scroll again and said, "But you have been trying to cover up your mistakes from the beginning. You are the ones who started this war."
Nogus' words caused an uproar among the nobles of the Land of Frost. The Marshal Amt beside Cheil signaled to Cheil and became the king's spokesperson.
"Sir Nogus." Marshal Amt said in an extremely serious tone, "It was the demons who first tore the space at the border of the Frost Plains, then sent people to attack our soldiers on the plains! We have already shown enough sincerity by compromising with the invaders. "
"But my father never …"
Josiah silently observed the confrontation between the two sides. Although Josiah's ability to judge people wasn't that good, from the performance of Nogus and Marshal Amt, they were both speaking the truth.
Both of them were telling the truth, and neither of them seemed to be lying.
Josiah then connected the frequent activities of the Court of Heresy in the Frost Plains, as well as the existence of the Sacred Army in the army that first attacked the Demon Realm, and … what Heroria said.
"That …" Just as Josiah was about to step forward and intervene in their conversation, the spellcaster behind Nogus spoke first.
"Everyone."
The spellcaster came to the center of the long table and used a calm voice to stop the confrontation between the two sides.
He took off his hood and revealed his old appearance.
Everyone in the conference hall had their eyes on the old man. Josh noticed that there were all sorts of inscriptions on the old man's face. These inscriptions existed in the form of tattoos on the old man's face, and they extended all the way down his body.
"Sage Gisolio!"
Suddenly, an old noble of the Land of Frost recognized this spellcaster.
"Gisolio … The blue-clothed one?"
Josiah had been very close to the sages of the Sage Council recently. In addition, the purple-clothed one was quite concerned about the blue-clothed one who was often absent from the Sage Council, so Josiah heard the sage's name.
"I didn't think that someone would still remember me after I left Noland for so many years." A gratified look appeared on his face.
"Teacher, how could I dare to forget you?"
The noble who looked even older than the blue-clothed one said in a respectful tone.
"Blue-Clothed one, what do you want to say?"
Josiah wanted to tell both sides what he knew so that it could ease the tension in the meeting.
However, this sage stood up first and snatched Josiah's chance to speak.
"You must be Josiah Yanorod, the demon who brought miracles to the world. When I walk on the streets of Noland, it's as if I've entered another world. Although I really want to ask you about the changes in Noland, can you all listen to me for now?"
The blue-clothed one glanced at Nogus and Marshal Amt.
"Please." Marshal Amt knew that there was no point in continuing to argue with Nogus.
Nogus hugged his arms, tacitly agreeing to the blue-clothed one's intervention.
"Many years ago, I discovered some changes in the underground ruins of Noland, as well as a book that recorded the Grey Fog and the arrival of the apocalypse."
The blue-clothed one took out a strange crystal and placed it on the table. Josiah recognized this crystal … Its dark grey color was exactly the same as the crystal ball that the elder from the Court of Heresy held in the Space of Consciousness!
"I left Noland with the black-clothed one and investigated the origin of the Grey Fog in the ruins all over the world. In the end, I found out that it came from a terrifying creature, or should I say … God. And the Court of Heresy in the Kingdom of Saints worshipped this God."
"But what does this have to do with the Land of Frost's invasion of the Demon World?" Nogus interrupted his long speech.
"The disciples of the Court of Heresy tried to let their God descend into this world. One of the conditions for this descent is the souls of living beings, a large number of souls!"
The blue-clothed one raised the crystal that was only the size of a pinky. If one looked closely, there seemed to be a resentful soul wailing inside the crystal.
"How many … do you mean by a large number?" Josiah could basically confirm where the resentful souls inside came from.
"Sacrificing the lives of all the citizens in a city might not be enough." The blue-clothed one gave a terrifying answer.
"Battlefield."
Cheil's cold voice seeped into everyone's heart at this moment.
"The war between the Land of Frost and the Demon World lasted for hundreds of years, and the death of the Holy Army of the Kingdom of Saints … and the citizens of the Land of Frost were slaughtered by the Demons." Cheil recounted the tragic past of this war.
"Slaughtered? The Demon Race's soldiers have never taken a step into your country! "
Hearing this, Nogus instantly understood something.
"The war on the Frost Plains was a conspiracy from start to finish," the blue-clothed one said in a low voice. The blue-clothed man said in a low voice. "The souls of the soldiers who died on the battlefield … will be imprisoned by the cultists and turned into these things."
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