In the secret chamber of the city lord's castle.
"The peace conference is about to begin. Recently, the situation on the Norland Continent has changed drastically because of Irina and Alex. The demons and orcs, who were originally in favor of war, have fallen into chaos. The elves, who are neutral, can't even take care of themselves. Currently, only the Roth Empire has retained its full strength. This is undoubtedly good news for us." Rolan tapped his finger on the map on the table in front of him.
"I just received a letter from the dragon tribe today. They've invited us to host a meeting between all the species in Chaos City before the peace conference begins. They hope that we can reach a new peace agreement." Michael pushed a letter with a golden dragon claw imprint toward Rolan.
"The dragons have always been neutral. Why would they make such a request?" Rolan was shocked. He picked up the letter on the table and opened it.
After a while, Rolan put down the letter in his hand, and gravely said, "It seems like the dragons already know about the existence of the devil."
Michael didn't look relaxed, either. He shook his head slightly, and said, "We're still not sure how much they know about this. Instead of calling it the devil, I think Alex's title of 'Great Old Ones' is more accurate. These terrifying fellows who survived from ancient times used to dominate our world, and they're still trying to break free from the seal and dominate our world again."
"If those fellows knew how terrifying the Great Old Ones were, they might not want to start a war among the races again just for a little territory."
"You want them to see that fellow personally?" Michael's eyes lit up, but he hesitated again.
Rolan nodded, and said, "We can host a secret meeting of all the races in advance at the request of the dragons. They might only know the preciousness of peace after experiencing real fear. Only then will they know what kind of terrifying enemy the various races of the Norland Continent have to face."
Michael pondered for a while, and then nodded. "Alright. I'll draft the invitation now, and invite the various races to send representatives to attend the closed-door meeting."
"Do we still hold it at Mr. Mak's place this time?" Rolan asked.
"I think he'll agree," Michael said with a smile.
…
After coaxing Amy to sleep, Meg stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out with a worried expression.
Irina going to The Wind Forest was tantamount to stepping into a tiger's den. Although Ah Zi was with her, he was still worried.
But with her temperament, he couldn't stop her.
"Are you worried about me?"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
Meg was slightly stunned. He turned around and looked at Irina who had appeared in the room. He nodded honestly.
"Tsk, am I that weak? Do you have to worry about returning home? "Irina pursed her lips.
"It seems that my worries were unnecessary." There was a smile on Meg's face. Irina probably didn't have a direct confrontation with Helena, so there were no injuries on her body. He then asked, "Did you find anything?"
"I didn't find the Goddess of Life. Little Tree doesn't know how to find her either." Irina shook her head slightly. "But I had a short conversation with the Queen. She gave me some information about the gods. She said that the gods all fell into a deep sleep after the battle with the demons. When the demons wake up, they must be awakened to save the world."
"Deep sleep? Awaken? "Meg frowned.
"Yes, she said that the Goddess of Life is sleeping in the Tear of the Moon."
"Tear of the Moon?" Meg frowned even more.
"I've never heard of this place, but I might be able to get some information from the city lord's castle." Irina waved her hand, and a pile of ancient books appeared on the ground. "These are the ancient books I took from the elven library. Some of them are related to arrays, but I'm not interested in them. I don't know if they can help to repair arrays."
"You can send them to them. It'll be good if they can help." Meg nodded.
"Then I'll make a trip." Irina nodded. With a wave of her hand, more than ten ancient books disappeared from the ground. Her figure also disappeared with a flash of golden light.
"She's really swift and decisive." Meg shrugged and went to take a hot bath.
When he came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe, Irina was standing by the window with a glass of red wine in her hand.
"Do you think it's tiring to carry the rise and fall of an entire race on your shoulders?" Irina said calmly without looking back.
"Maybe." Meg looked at Irina and nodded slightly. "That's a very heavy responsibility."
"It's so annoying. Back then, I tried every possible way to get rid of this responsibility." Irina laughed self-deprecatingly. Suddenly, she turned to look at Meg. "But now, it seems like I have to pick it up again?"
"You've already picked it up from the moment you decided to form the Night Elves." Meg looked at her with a smile. "This time, I'll carry it with you."
"How?" Irina took a step forward. Her red lips were like wine, exhaling a warm breath with a slight wine fragrance.
Meg took a deep breath and reached out to pick up an ancient book behind her. With a serious expression, he said, "I'll stay up late to read the ancient books. Maybe I can find some information about the Tear of the Moon and the slumber of the gods."
"Idiot!" Irina looked at Meg who entered the study with the book and locked the door. She stomped her feet in annoyance.
"Who can handle this!" Mag leaned against the door and heaved a sigh of relief. He smugly murmured to himself, "I almost fell for it. Luckily, I managed to keep my head clear. If I had a second child at this time, I would really be done for."
…
The next morning, while Meg was still preparing for the opening, Michael came.
"What brings the city lord here so early in the morning?" Meg looked at Michael in surprise.
"Mr Mak, it's like this. I want to book an important meeting at Mamy's in three days. Is that possible?" Michael looked at Meg and said with a smile.
"Important meeting?" Meg was puzzled. The peace conference between the races should be 15 days later, and it was impossible for a conference of that scale to be held at Mamy's. Then, what was this important meeting of Michael's?
"Yes, the city lord's mansion is planning to hold a closed-door meeting between the races in advance to discuss the peace treaty." Michael lowered his voice slightly, and quietly put a secret letter into his pocket.
Mag glanced at Michael. It was clear that he had bypassed Dicus to inform him of this important news. After a brief moment of contemplation, he nodded with a smile, and said, "Alright. In that case, Mamy Restaurant's holiday in three days will be reserved for the city lord."
(End of Chapter)
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