Chapter 62 Chapter 62 The first meeting between Demacia and Noxus
Noxian Camp in the Silent Forest, inside Epsol's tent.
"That legion is led by your General Oren?"
"Yes, Lord Epsol, it was General Oren who asked me to send a message, saying that he wanted to see you."
Swindel in front of Epsol was not tied up or controlled by any restraint tools.
As the 'messenger', he did feel the sincerity of Noxus. In other words, apart from the necessary vigilance, he did not have much hostility towards Demacia.
Therefore, he did not hesitate to express his most basic respect to the Noxian military commander in front of him.
He was not stupid enough to ask the sentry envoy Oren in front of him what he wanted to talk about. Epsol believed that his identity and status were not enough to negotiate with Oren, but he did not prevent him from listening to what the other party wanted to say. Anyway, it was Oren who proposed it first.
It will not be considered rude to go out on your own.
"You go back and tell General Oren that I can't make the decision when it comes to important matters. It's okay to have a simple talk. If you want to talk, he and I can only bring one helper, which is between Green Teeth Peak and the Silent Forest.
Talk at the center line."
"I understand, Lord Epsol, then I will leave first."
Swindell had already left, knocking on the small wooden table in the tent, and Epsol stood up.
He was going to find the Night Blade Killer stationed in the camp.
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Oren looked at the strange lineup on the opposite side, a young Noxian officer and a masked weirdo wearing black cloth armor. He turned his head, and Oren looked to his lower right.
A blue-skinned yordle carrying a shield seemed to have no qualifications to laugh at his opponent.
This was a really strange meeting, and it would be interesting if it could be recorded in the history of Valoran.
Under the tense gaze of hundreds of people, both parties stood ten meters away and stopped.
"Let's leave the entourage behind and talk alone, Sir Epsol?"
"Of course, General Oren."
Epsol took the initiative to leave the sword on his waist in place, and Oren also handed the glory hammer to Bobby, which made Bobby extremely excited. He looked around and looked at it, looking like he couldn't put it down.
Look.
She guessed that the reason why Oren was so powerful was because of the big hammer, and this was a rare opportunity to explore the hammer.
It wasn't until the real face-to-face meeting that Epsol understood why Demacia was able to gain a foothold on the west coast where the barbarians of the Freljord were raging.
The Demacia general with outstanding achievements in front of him exemplifies the qualities of an excellent soldier.
He didn't understand why so many words appeared in his mind after seeing the tall man in front of him. He only knew that he was indeed not qualified to negotiate terms with the Demacia general in front of him, or that he was not qualified yet.
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Thinking about it this way, I actually felt honored to stand in front of this person.
"General Oren, it's an honor to meet you in this way."
Taking the lead in giving Oren the Noxian military fist pump, Epsol showed his respect to the elder in front of him.
"Sir Epsol, I am honored to meet you."
Without any airs or attitude, Oren also gave a Demacia military salute to the young man who had obviously just left the juvenile category.
He understood that no matter how young he was, the other party was also the highest officer of the opposite Noxian army, not to mention that the other party was the first to show proper courtesy to him.
He likes to communicate with polite people, regardless of race or country.
"General Oren, we in Noxus are not hostile, and we are not prepared to have any friction with Demacia. I think I should say this first. After all, it was because we sent troops first and caused a misunderstanding."
Oren tasted Epsol's words, thought about it, and said with a smile.
"I think this is important enough, because Demacia's soldiers have been very restless recently. If Noxus also wants to continue to maintain peace, I think every Demacia soldier can sleep peacefully tonight."
"Hahaha, you are really funny."
The two sides briefly tested it out, and couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
No matter which side it is, no one is well prepared for war and hastily started to fight because of minor frictions and misunderstandings. No one can afford such consequences.
"Although it's very presumptuous, Sir Epsol, I would like to ask when will you exit the Forest of Silence?"
After hesitating for a moment, Epsol said what Lester meant.
"General Oren, the Forest of Tranquility will be the logging camp of the Emerald Territory in the future. I think we won't leave. I hope the Demacian soldiers on the other side of the mountain won't pay too much attention to us, otherwise we will be very ashamed if we can't sleep well."
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The harmonious atmosphere stagnated for a moment, and Oren stopped smiling.
"Will Noxus still graze cattle in the peaks and valleys of Greentooth Peak and Eternal Peak?"
Epsol's smile also disappeared from his face, and he said calmly without giving in.
"General, I don't understand what you mean. I just think that it is reasonable for the Serenity Forest, as an unclaimed land, to be occupied by the Emerald Territory. Since the other side of the mountain is already the pasture of Demacia, then the Emerald Territory will naturally not
Are you doing unnecessary things, or do you think the Forest of Silence belongs to Demacia?
But when I was exploring the Forest of Tranquility, I didn’t find any Demacia soldiers or sentry towers. Did you remember wrongly?”
Although they have a basic understanding of the other party's bottom line, when it comes to serious issues such as territory, neither Oren nor Epsol can play a decisive factor, let alone make any promises.
They can't just slap their heads and decide what Demacia wants, or slap their butts and decide what Noxus wants. This is something that needs to be discussed and discussed by the top decision-makers of both parties. They only have the right to execute it.
Therefore, we can only maintain the status of soldiers occupying it to ensure that our territory is not invaded and expanded by the other party.
"Maybe I remembered it wrong..."
Frowning, Oren stared at Epsol, trying to put some pressure on the young Noxian.
"Sir Epsol, I just hope that the Noxians will not continue to expand to the west. The Milky Way is not very long and cannot accommodate two kingdoms. It is best for both of us to make the area north of the Silent Forest a German
Please ensure there is no buffer line, otherwise it will easily cause misunderstandings.”
Looking at the man in front of him who was protesting against him without showing any signs of weakness, Epsol tightened his trembling legs, resisted the strong momentum coming towards him, and responded forcefully.
"It is true that the journey to the Milky Way is not long, but it is enough for Demacia and Noxus to use together.
Since Demacia's pastures have extended to Green Teeth Peak, it should stop here. A pasture that is too big is of no use. After all, you Demacians don't have that much forbidden magic stone to build a city, right?"
The atmosphere became a little scary. Oren and Epsol stared at each other closely, refusing to give an inch.
Bobby and Night Blade Killer also cheered up, staring at each other with serious faces, ready to take action at any time.
Behind Poppy and the Nightblade Slayer, the soldiers of the First Legion of Demacia, the Noxian Black Iron Guards and the Shadow Crossbowmen were ready to attack.
At this moment, any action that is easily suspected of being hostile will lead to unpredictable consequences and trigger a war between two powerful forces.
However, the expressions of the two men softened, and Oren took the initiative to extend his right hand.
"You are very good, Sir Epsol."
Heaving a sigh of relief, Epsol held it.
"It's your duty, General Oren. I hope you can understand this junior's rudeness."
Nodding, Oren looked towards the vast and sparsely populated plain in the distance.
"Right now, the land is still very large, there are still very few people, and we still have enough time."
"Yes, General, the Emerald Territory thinks so too. We all have each other's enemies, there is no need to hurt the harmony."
After taking a deep look at Epsol, Oren shook his head and turned to leave.
After watching Oren and the Yodels leave, Epsol also turned around and walked towards the main formation.
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