All of the demons and giant dragons looked at one another in bewilderment. They didn't think that the normally easy-going Michael would be so blunt today. It wasn't as if there had never been a conflict between the two sides of a conference before, and it was a unique feature of conferences on the Norland Continent.
However, not only had Michael forbidden them from doing so, he was even showing them the rules of this restaurant.
Since when did a conference between the dragons and demons have to be conducted according to the rules of a single restaurant?
Even though they were feeling very conflicted, they could tell from Michael's expression that he wasn't joking. Furthermore, they were here to negotiate as representatives of the dragons and demons, so if they were kicked out without any discussion, they wouldn't be able to answer to their superiors.
Chaos City wasn't as powerful as the major races on the Norland Continent, but it was a city that had been founded after the conclusion of the war among species, so it had a special status. Almost no races had ever clashed with Chaos City, so it was a neutral city on the Norland Continent.
It was exactly because of this that Chaos City was responsible for mediating conflicts between different races.
During the past century, countless ceasefire agreements had been signed here, and it had become a common practice.
Furthermore, Chaos City definitely wasn't a weak city. During the past century, many powerful beings from different races had gathered here, and they had all agreed that they were residents of Chaos City. They didn't belong to any race, and only fought for Chaos City.
As the city lord, Michael was also extremely powerful. He had already become a 10th-tier knight 30 years ago, and his arrow that had pierced through Julian's ice barrier was a testament to his power. He was one of the most powerful beings on the Norland Continent, and his status was just as high as that of their chief.
In Chaos City, his words represented authority.
"Let me see what other rules this restaurant has." Dracula was the first to pick up the menu, and began to read through it. After a while, he turned to Havid and Tauros with a peculiar expression, and said, "Looks like you two have to pay for the tables and chairs in this restaurant before you can leave, and you have to pay in cash. As such, demons and giant dragons have to be gentlemanly. I really like the rules of this restaurant; they're teaching you how to be a gentleman, at least when it comes to eating. "
Everyone else hesitated momentarily upon hearing this before picking up the menus on the table as well. Havid looked at the spark on his hand, and hesitated momentarily before snuffing it out before picking up the menu.
Fox put down the menu in his hand, and asked Michael, "City Lord Michael, we're here for a meeting, not a meal. If we're not even allowed to speak, how are we going to continue?"
"Yeah, it's fine if we don't fight, but my voice is just that loud. Also, the chief told me that I have to speak loudly when I came back. It's one thing to talk too much, but I can't lose in terms of presence," Jinx said, scratching his head.
"This … Do we really have to pay in cash? But I don't have any cash on me; what am I supposed to do? "Havid scratched his head with furrowed brows.
"That's right. The restaurant only accepts cash. We don't owe anyone anything." Amy nodded as she turned to Havid, and said, "Uncle Fireman, you can borrow some cash from Uncle Golden Silk over there. If he doesn't have any cash on him, you just have to pluck a few strands of his golden hair, and that should be enough."
Havid turned to Jinx's hair upon hearing this, contemplating the feasibility of this idea.
"Havid, you're not that poor, are you? Don't even think about taking my hair. If you really don't have enough money, I'll lend you some, and you'll pay me double the amount when we get back. "Jinx took a step away from the eager Havid as he cautioned in a serious voice.
"Alright, I'll pay you back double when we get back." Havid nodded in tacit agreement.
"Mia, get a new table and chair for the guests." Meg called out from the kitchen. He didn't think that Michael would be so straightforward and direct. If they didn't have to fight in the restaurant, then they wouldn't have to worry about the restaurant being torn down. After all, the restaurant was already receiving a lot of attention, and if it were to be torn down, it would be very difficult to restore it overnight even if they had the money and the system. Otherwise, it would attract a lot of attention.
"Alright." Mia nodded before bringing over a new table and chair for Havid. Meanwhile, Sally quickly swept away the ashes with a broom. She didn't use the water magic that she was most adept at.
"Are you worried about being recognized?" Meg turned to Sally with a hint of surprise on his face, but he didn't ask any questions.
"The conference can continue; that's why I'm here today. Chaos City has always maintained an impartial stance, and as a witness and moderator of the conference, we won't participate in the conference, nor will we offer any opinions on the content of the conference." Michael looked at everyone, who had fallen silent again, and spread open his hands as he said, "You can continue now."
The giant dragon and demon factions looked at one another. There was no way that they were going to fight unless they wanted to forfeit this conference and risk being kicked out by Michael himself.
Furthermore, they had indeed come here for the conference. Both sides had sustained heavy losses during the border war, and neither side had won. That small island was currently under the control of the demons, but due to the fact that it had been surrounded by giant dragons, the two sides were locked in a meaningless tug-of-war.
Regardless of whether it was the giant dragons or the demons that were constantly being conscripted, this regional war was going to drag on for a very long time. Aside from expending both sides' combat prowess and wealth, there was no point in doing so.
However, both sides were already at the height of their powers, and there were many demons and giant dragons involved in the war. Even though they were still restraining themselves from mobilizing their most powerful beings, if this continued, there was no guarantee that they would be able to keep the situation under control.
Once 10th-tier beings joined the battle, there was a very good chance that a true inter-racial war would erupt. The continent, which had just enjoyed a century of peace, was going to experience a baptism of war again.
At a time like this, if both sides could retreat without having to embarrass themselves, that would undoubtedly be the best option. This was also why they had come here in the first place.
However, negotiation wasn't a simple matter. How could they gain the most benefits from the negotiation table? How could they make their side stand on the moral high ground? Even if they wanted to make the other side take the blame for this conflict? That was all a matter of knowledge.
As such, they had to first overwhelm the other side with their imposing manner.
It appeared that fighting wasn't going to work at the moment. Otherwise, they would be disqualified, so they could only resort to verbal sparring.
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