"Forgive me for the interruption, everyone!"
Nathan Werther's face was full of a bitter smile. "I have no choice. The decision to divide your half plane must be terminated."
Alexandra Howard's expression relaxed a little when she heard that. Meanwhile, Roth Linden looked at her with a puzzled and inquiring gaze. "Can you tell me the reason? Mr. Werther, this is not in line with the rules of the Magic Tower Committee. "
Werther did not explain immediately. Instead, he gestured with his right hand behind him. "Allow me to introduce a distinguished lady to you. She is the special envoy of the president, Ms. Christy Blade, the vice president of the New Continent Magic Association."
At this moment, the space next to him also distorted. A middle-aged woman with exquisite makeup, wearing a long Victorian-style dress, and a small waistcoat stepped into the space.
"Gentlemen, I bring the will of the president. He asks you to stop the war, which is not conducive to the stability of the City of Atlanta. "
Ms. Blade's voice was sincere, with a bit of arrogance. "This is not what the New Continent Magic Association wants to see."
Conxiuli Wildenstein could not help but look at her with a cold expression. "Can I take it that this is an order from the president and the Association of Magic?"
"Only an order to mediate."
Ms. Blade shook her head slightly. "Whether or not to stop the war depends on the wishes of both sides. But the president and I sincerely hope that each of you will take a step back. Two months from now, the general election will begin. During his term, Atlanta must not have too much turbulence. "
Robert Linden could not help but chuckle. "This is favoritism, Blade. If you are willing to help, we can even go to the astral plane to determine the winner. This will have a limited impact on your election. "
"But how can a change in the power structure not cause turbulence?"
The middle-aged woman shook her head. She looked sideways at Philip the First and Alexandra Howard.
"His Excellency the President is fair. He won't force others to do things against their will. He hopes that the two of you can make appropriate concessions as compensation for the gentlemen here. "
"Ms. Blade, can you explain? Why are we the ones who have to make compensation? "
Alexandra's gaze was fierce as she looked at the mysterious woman with dissatisfaction. "This request is too much, Ms. Envoy!"
Ms. Braid smiled. She did not answer at all. She only looked at the ongoing battle in the World of Darkness with a leisurely expression.
Fifteen breaths later, Philip the First spoke, "What do you want, Consuelo?"
Kang Xiuli thought for a moment and said bluntly, "All the shares of Wildenstein Group, all the directors' seats, and the chairman position of the Wildenstein Fund Management Committee in your hands. Besides - "
"Appropriate concessions do not mean insatiable greed."
Ms. Braid interrupted, "I think your previous conditions are appropriate, but you can't ask for too much. And next, Mr. Linden, please consider your terms carefully. It would be best if they are within Mr. Howard's capabilities. "
"That's a very fair lady."
Robert Linden said sarcastically, then put away his magic scepter. "The Red Dragon Mining Company, the former Linden Real Estate, and the Linden Hotel Chain. I only want part of our family's core assets. This is not too much to ask, is it? Oh yes, there is also our little André. He cannot go without compensation. I will put forward a condition for him. All the Benedict family's assets in Atlanta and Macon, and the Atlantic Intercontinental Bank. 35 billion gold duns for a demigod. That's a good deal, isn't it? It must be mentioned that we need the government to help us transfer ownership of these assets. We can't afford the expensive gift tax. "
"Then it's decided."
Ms. Braid did not mind Robert's tone, nor did she wait for Alexandra and Philip the First's reply. "Then the time for the armistice."
"Two months!"
Philip the First was the first to speak. His tone was unshakable. "I hope that the New Continent Magic Association will oversee the war in two months."
"One year!"
Kang Xiuli's voice was equally cold. "What you can't get on the battlefield, you can't get on the negotiating table, my ancestor."
"Half a year, then."
Ms. Braid rubbed her eyebrows with her fingers, looking like she was having a headache. "The armistice contract between you will be witnessed and guaranteed by the Magic Association. If there are no objections, please sign this contract. "
She raised her hand, and a few documents were sent to the four of them. Although it was a solid leather scroll, it did not have any magic effect. Only the seal of the Magic Council at the bottom was emitting a pale blue aura.
"I don't need to explain the consequences of violating the contract, right?"
With a pale face, Alexandra Howard signed his name on the scroll. Then, he did not want to stay any longer. He turned into a white light and flew towards the north of the city.
Philip the First stayed behind after signing. He looked at Braid with his hands behind his back. The latter sighed softly.
"Poor Mr. Benedict, he's had a fiasco. But now that the peace agreement has been reached, I will send him back to Columbus. "
She did not do anything. Only a gorgeous crown appeared on top of her head for a moment. Then, Roland Benedict, who had turned into pieces of flesh in the World of Darkness and was struggling to survive in the strata, disappeared. All of them disappeared from where they were, causing Robert's relentless pursuit to fall on empty air.
Slightly startled, she opened her bloody eyes and looked in the direction of the magic waves. After looking at Ms. Braid across the space-time wall, she let out a dissatisfied snort and flew into the sky on her sword. Then, she broke the barrier and stepped into the world of light.
She did not intend to trouble Ms. Braid. Instead, she flew straight to the south.
"She's a powerful warrior. The Heart of the War Angel barely left any damage on her. Her future is still limitless."
Christy Braid could not help but exclaim, "I foresee a new star rising on the continent of America. Maybe in less than a hundred years, she will have a chance to become a new God of War."
Then she smiled and said, "Then I will take my leave. I will tell His Excellency the truth about everything here. He will be very happy with your choice."
As soon as Ms. Braid finished speaking, her figure completely disappeared, as if she had never been there in the first place.
Only four people were left at the scene. Philip the First and Conxiuli naturally met each other's eyes. Where their eyes met, there seemed to be sparks bursting.
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