Personal friendships were personal friendships, while business was business. Since Winasia didn't mention anything about Isabella, Rorschach understood that she didn't want to talk about this at all.
Fine, then let's do business as usual. Since there were no personal relationships involved, everyone would be relaxed.
And an undead archmage was indeed no expert at business negotiations. At the very least, an undead archmage who hadn't even spoken five sentences from start to finish wasn't an expert.
Fortunately, her opponent, Rorschach, definitely wasn't an expert at business negotiations either.
Winasia was a woman of few words, while Rorschach didn't speak nonsense or lie. The two of them finished their business in a short five minutes. All that was left was awkwardly exchanging glances.
In the end, Rorschach admitted defeat first. After a simple discussion about the time, place, and number of transactions, Rorschach stood up and said goodbye.
The entire process took about ten minutes to finish. This probably set a new record for important transactions. Perhaps it also set a new record for important historical events.
That's right, historical events.
Rorschach only needed to look through the first batch of contracts to know that this was a huge gamble.
Five hundred Truth Fruits were incredibly expensive. It was impossible for Roxia to produce enough Truth Fruits to keep up. And, if Roxia took them to the faraway Undead Empire in the north, it was likely that the Truth Fruits would degenerate into nothing more than tasty fruits by the time they left the Land of Dreams.
The only acceptable method of transaction would be for the user to personally come to the Mage Country. The problem was with the user.
The contract clearly stated that the 500 Truth Fruits would be given to the Xiluo Empire's Undead Lords and above to use. That's right, Undead Lords and above.
Undead Lords had already surpassed the normal power level of undead creatures. In modern terms, they would be super undead creatures that were level 8 or 9 at the very least. They were only below the legendary Undead Emperors.
The Undead Empire's geographical location was quite unique. It currently had three main locations: the Northern Plains, the southwestern desert, and the Underground Hell of Smoke. Although the Undead Empire was a member of the Mist Alliance, everyone knew that the living and the undead were forever separated. The Northern Undead had a good relationship with the Mist Alliance, while the undead in the other regions were still independent.
Although the Undead Empire was nominally an ancient empire, since the legendary undead royalty had yet to appear in the modern era, the Undead Empire's internal structure still followed the ancient alliance system. Thirty-six Senators of the Undead Empire shared the entirety of the Undead World.
As far as Roxia knew, the Undead Empire's territory was extraordinarily vast. Some of the Undead Empire's Senators were even stationed in other planes. The empire's territory also included some Undead Planes and Elemental Planes.
And as far as Rorschach knew, only a small portion of the Undead Empire's Senators were Undead Emperors. Most of them were still Undead Lords. That was how frightening Undead Lords were.
If someone had told Rorschach that the Undead Empire had 500 Undead Lords, Rorschach wouldn't have believed it. These were all unconventional strategic weapons. 500 Undead Lords would be far too ridiculous. The most recent newspaper reports that Rorschach had read estimated that there were between 120 and 170 Undead Lords.
But now, it was clearly written in black and white that 500 Undead Lords would personally come to the Mage Country. Also, "if more than 500 Undead Lords come, please replenish the supply within one week of the new demand."
"It even says Undead Lords and above. Don't tell me that there's really an Undead Emperor coming …"
Rorschach was truly frightened. If these "people" really came, it would be a world-level undead gathering.
Perhaps he wouldn't be the only one who would be nervous. Any country in the world would be nervous to death. They would be afraid that these undead Undead Lords would come out to have some fun and create some news.
"It has nothing to do with me. I'm just a seller. Yep, I'm just a seller."
Rorschach could only console himself like this. This was also an opportunity for him to get acquainted with these undead Lords. It would be easier for him to do business in the future.
Rorschach still remembered that when he first arrived in the chaotic Mage Country, the undead were probably the best to him and his sister. No matter if it was Lynn or that fake priest, both of them had always protected him.
Not only that, his family also had a good relationship with the undead. That undead tome known as the Book of Ten Thousand Spells explained a lot.
Now, Rorschach's girlfriend was also an undead … All in all, out of all the Aishi species, Rorschach had the worst impression of the elves. He probably had the best impression of the undead.
Now that he had a chance to do them a favor and earn a large sum of money, Rorschach wouldn't give up on anything. Just the chance to meet more than five hundred undead Lords and get acquainted with them was already a great gain for Rorschach.
As for why they wanted the Fruit of Honesty, whether they wanted to use it as an illegal gathering, or whether they wanted to start a war with the living and play some sort of Undead Calamity, Rorschach didn't want to care, nor could he care.
Just as he walked out of Vinatia's mage tower, someone suddenly appeared behind him.
"Isabella? You've been waiting outside? "
A familiar yet unfamiliar aura. It had the sweetness of the living as well as the precipitation of the dead. Only the only "result" he had right now would have such an aura.
Rorschach discovered yet another special ability. As long as he used his own creation, he would be able to sense it within a certain range.
However, he didn't receive an answer to his question.
"Why … You're Isabella!!?"
Rorschach instinctively turned around and was shocked.
Her slender blonde hair was as bright as gold, and her ruby eyes matched her snow-white skin. Her black dress was the color of the night, and beneath her long legs were silver-white crystal high-heeled dancing shoes inlaid with platinum.
The beautiful little thing in front of him, rather than calling her a well-dressed western princess, was more like an exquisitely dressed palace doll.
The dark circles under her eyes and wrinkles from before were all gone. Her blonde hair, white skin, and healthy vitality made it seem as if she was covered in a layer of oil. As a member of the Blood Tribe, she actually shone brightly under the sun.
If it wasn't for that extremely forced, palatial smile, Rorschach wouldn't have dared to confirm it.
At this moment, Rorschach deeply reflected on himself. It wasn't because he didn't expect Isabella to have such a side to her, but because …
"Damn it, my heart actually wavered for a moment. It's because Bat f * cked Isabella!"
"My apologies for wavering for me, bastard!"
Hearing this, Rorschach couldn't help but laugh. This hooligan-like tone was indeed Isabella.
"… Do you really not want to see your sister that much? Why do you have to dress up before meeting her? "
"Idiot, she was the one who kidnapped me. Who asked you to call her by her name? I was tortured for hours because of you! "
Rorschach was stunned. This short sentence contained too much information.
Isabella didn't run away on her own accord, but was kidnapped? Just for the moment when he looked away? She took away an expert who was on the same level as himself without him knowing? Didn't that mean that it would be very easy for Vinassia to kill him without him noticing?
And for her to sense him calling her by her name … This was probably a characteristic of a true god.
How many hours had she been tortured for? Even if he took into account the distance, he and Isabella had been separated for less than 20 minutes. However, it was definitely impossible to make her look like this in just 20 minutes. Based on his past experience of helping her clean up, it would take more than two hours.
"A super assassin, a true god in the mortal world, a controller of time. As expected of a Truth Councilor … Luckily, she doesn't have any ill intentions towards me."
Rorschach could only console himself like this. However, Isabella sighed helplessly. After hesitating for a moment, she finally decided to tell him.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
