Chapter 1219 The enemy is in the country, the king of Danzuo
At the same time, in the Seventon Comanso Embassy, Ambassador Atlan had just finished communicating with the country and was sitting on his chair speechless for a long time.
At this moment, his mind was still reverberating with the words of High Mage Galanord, a close minister of the Crown Prince - "The Crown Prince is very dissatisfied with your recent work, and there will be a special mission departing from Cormanthor shortly."
, go to Severington and take charge of matters related to the establishment of the Northland Alliance!"
The phrase "very dissatisfied" made Atlan feel panicked, but also had a trace of anger that could not be traced. He did not hesitate to work hard to deal with the representatives of the northern countries, but in the end he got this result.
For a moment, he felt worthless for himself, but in the next moment, he once again remembered the sincere teachings and diligent expectations of King Mian the last time he met him.
"The enemy is at home!"
Atlan did not dare to question the wise and mighty King Ilithel, nor did he dare question the powerful advisor Galanord, but some families in the country——
Do you really think that the Northland Alliance is just a game?
In fact, he knows very well that the negotiations on the establishment of the Northland Alliance are now nearing completion. All his work has been fruitful, except——
The previous mission from the country required him to try to get the final talks to take place in the Elven Court.
Elfaran's attitude was very firm, and Netheril followed closely behind. Ellan's attitude was ambiguous, but there was no clear support.
Atlan believed that even if the country sent a special mission over, it would never be able to achieve its goal.
Then their purpose is obvious, which is nothing more than to compete for the dominance of the Northland Alliance negotiations, which may also be mixed with some unspeakable interests.
"well--"
Atlan sighed, rubbed his slightly swollen eyebrows, stood up and went to the intelligence room next to him. Before communicating with the country, he received news about the death of the Grand Arcanist of Netheril, and also ordered his subordinates to go
Get the lowdown.
Originally, according to normal procedures, he would report the relevant information to the country without reservation, but the rebuke from Mian Wang's ministers made him forget this matter, which should have been carried out in a timely manner.
But if he were to contact him again now, his newly calmed mood would become worse again, and he didn't want to listen to the other party's scolding anymore.
As long as we have actual results, it’s not too late to contact us!
Atlan casually flipped through the intelligence documents compiled by his subordinates, his brows frowning slightly from time to time, and there was a tendency for them to become more and more tense.
"Suspected to be related to the students of Iolum? Giles Tower may also be involved?"
With a snap, Atlan closed the intelligence in his hand, called the intelligence officer, and angrily shouted to his face: "What kind of intelligence are you collecting? Suspect, maybe, maybe, maybe! Are there any new words? I
What we want is precise information, not just rumors!”
"Sir, as elves, it is difficult for us to integrate into the human kingdom, and it is difficult for us to have access to real secrets. Most of this information is passed on by the 'friends' we have developed. Some of them hold high positions, and some have extraordinary backgrounds, but even they can't.
I don’t know much exact information, but the only thing that’s certain right now is that Cliff has been confirmed dead!”
"If that's the case, what's the use of you? Let's check again!"
Atlan cursed angrily, and then left the intelligence room without looking back. He had just received news that a visitor was visiting, and it was a very important visitor!
He walked through the courtyard, walked through the corridor, and walked quickly towards the reception room of the embassy.
Along the way, Atlan was not sure whether it was the reprimand just now that vented his emotions, or whether he was looking forward to the next guest. Atlan was in a much more relaxed mood than before.
His footsteps were much brisker, and he arrived at the door of the reception room not long after. He straightened his clothes, forced a smile, and then strolled in:
"Lord Hawk, my old friend, your arrival makes me so happy!"
"Ambassador Atlan, long time no see!"
Afterwards, hearty laughter kept coming from the reception room.
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And on the other side, the dwarven embassy.
The dwarf prince was also worried about the new envoys sent from the country. He rarely drank wine in the past few days. When he thought of the leader of the envoys who unswervingly supported his younger brother, the prince felt even more unhappy.
Looking at the Holy Hammer warrior opposite him who was holding a barrel and drinking heavily, the prince took a deep breath and tried not to show his displeasure, but still asked slightly coldly:
"Uncle Engil, why did your father send Oscar here? Does he know something?"
Hearing the prince's question, Engil put down the wine barrel, rubbed his blurred eyes, and said vaguely with alcohol: "Your Highness, there is no need to worry. With the current situation in the country, His Majesty the King's failure to summon you back is his biggest problem.
Supported!
"As for Oscar, His Highness the Prince knows that our negotiations with other countries on the Northern Alliance are somewhat of a traitorous nature! For His Highness who is destined to inherit the great legacy of the Pasteur family, it is really not appropriate to get too involved!"
After Engel finished speaking, he picked up the barrel again, but this time he stopped drinking and fell asleep directly.
Opposite him, Prince Pasteur's eyes flashed, and his face no longer showed any displeasure. He jumped off his chair and paced back and forth in the room, constantly thinking about the various impacts of Oscar's arrival.
"Sure enough, father still trusts me!"
As for Cliff's death, Pasteur has not received any news, but even if he has received it, he does not care. After all, it is unlikely that Netheril will send a great arcanist underground to fight for them.
Denzo's demand for Netheril is more for supplies and various magical items for war. The loss of a great arcanist will not have much impact on this.
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Dwarves live underground and are not very interested in things on the surface, but elves are different. They pay much more attention to this matter than dwarves or even many humans.
After Ambassador Ye Erlan learned the news of Cliff's death, he immediately reported it to the country and asked the country to evaluate the impact of this incident on Ye Erlan.
As for Ilfaran, before the news came out, Ambassador Lucian had received a notice from the Sevington Council and went to meet with the Grand Arcanist of Harris and have a more in-depth exchange of views on this matter.
Therefore, when the news came out and gradually fermented, the Ilfarang Embassy, which should have been very active, became extremely quiet.
When Shado walked around the port area, trade area, and old city, and on his way back to the Arcane Federation, when he passed by the Elf Embassies, he particularly noticed the differences between several Elf embassies.
Different from the calmness of the newly built Irfalan Embassy in the south, the Comanso Embassy on the east side of the Sevington Parliament, shaded by green trees, still cannot hide the frequently moving figures inside.
Xia Duo didn't pay much attention to this. Although after Cliff's death, a new great arcanist might not be able to quickly replace him, this would not cause an imbalance of power between countries.