City Lord's Mansion, secret room.
"The Peace Conference of Various Races is about to be held. The situation in Nolan Continent has changed dramatically recently due to the interference of Irina and Alex. The demons and orcs who were originally fighting have fallen into chaos, and the neutral elves have too much to take care of themselves. , currently only the Los Empire that is fighting the main battle has retained its complete strength, which is undoubtedly good news for us." Roland tapped his finger lightly on the map on the table in front of him.
"I just received a letter from the Dragon Clan today. They asked us in the City of Chaos to host a conference of various races before the start of the peace conference to communicate in advance, hoping to reach a new peace agreement on the peace agreement." Michael pushed a letter with the golden dragon's claw mark in Roland's direction.
"The dragon clan has always been neutral, why would they make such a request?" Roland showed a hint of surprise, picked up the letter on the table, opened it and read it.
After a while, Roland put down the letter in his hand and said with a serious expression: "It seems that the dragon clan also knows about the existence of the devil."
Michael's expression was not relaxed, and he shook his head slightly and said: "It's not clear how much they know about this. Rather than calling him a devil, I think Alex's name for him as the 'Old Dominator' is more accurate. These The terrible guys who survived from ancient times once dominated our world, and they are still trying to break out of the seal and regain control of our world."
"If those guys knew the terror of the Old Ones, they might not want to start a new race war just because of a little territory."
"You want them to go and see that guy in person?" Michael's eyes lit up, and he showed a little hesitation.
Roland nodded and said: "We can hold a secret meeting of all races in advance at the request of the dragon clan. Only by experiencing real fear can they know the preciousness of peace and what the races of Nolan Continent are facing. A terrible enemy."
Michael thought for a while, then nodded and said: "Okay, I will draft an invitation letter now and invite representatives from all ethnic groups to attend the closed-door meeting."
"This time, will it be done at Boss Mai's place?" Roland asked.
"I think he would agree." Michael smiled.
…
Mag put Amy to sleep, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out the window, with a look of worry on her face.
Irina's trip to the Forest of Wind was like stepping into a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. Although A'Zi was with her, it still made him feel a little uneasy.
But with her temperament, he couldn't stop her.
"Are you worried about me?"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
Mag was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Irina who appeared in the room, and nodded very honestly.
"Hey, am I that weak? Do I need to worry about people when I get home?" Irina curled her lips.
"It seems that my worries are indeed unnecessary." Mag smiled. Irina probably did not have a head-on conflict with Helena, and there was no injury on her body. "Is there anything gained?"
"The goddess of life was not found, and Xiao Shushu didn't know how to find her." Irina shook her head slightly, "However, I had a brief exchange with the queen, and she provided me with some news about the gods. She said After the battle with the devil, the gods fell into a deep sleep. When the devil wakes up, they must be awakened in order to save the world."
"Sleeping? Wake up?" Mag frowned.
"Yes, she said the goddess of life sleeps in the tears of the moon."
"Tears of the Moon?" Mag frowned deeper.
"I haven't heard of this place, but I might be able to get some information from the City Lord's Mansion." Irina waved her hand, and a pile of ancient books appeared on the ground. "I brought these from the Elf clan's library. Some of the ancient books are related to formations. I am not interested in this. I wonder if it can play a role in repairing formations."
"You can send it to them. It would be good if it can have some effect." Mag nodded.
"Then I'll go there." Irina nodded, and with a wave of her hand, there were less than a dozen ancient books on the ground, and her figure disappeared with a burst of golden light.
"It's really resolute." Mag shrugged and went to take a hot bath with confidence.
When he came out of the bathroom in his bathrobe, Irina was standing by the window holding a glass of red wine.
"You said, is it tiring to carry the rise and fall of a race on your shoulders?" Irina said lightly, without looking back.
"Maybe." Mag looked at Irina, nodded slightly and said, "That is a very heavy responsibility."
"It's so annoying. I tried every possible means to get rid of this responsibility." Irina smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly and suddenly looked sideways at Mag, "But now, it seems that I have to pick it up again?"
"You have already picked it up since you decided to form the night elves." Mag looked at her with a smile, "This time, I will accompany you."
"How to carry it?" Irina took a step closer, her red lips were like wine in a glass, and she exhaled warm breath with a slight aroma of wine.
Mag took a deep breath, reached out and picked up an ancient book from behind her, and said seriously: "I'm going to stay up late and read the ancient books. Maybe I can find some information about the Tears of the Moon and the Sleep of the Gods."
"Idiot!" Irina looked at Mag who entered the study with a book, closed the door and locked it, and stamped her feet in annoyance.
"Who can bear this!" Mag leaned against the door and breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered to himself slightly proudly: "I almost got killed, but fortunately I stayed awake. If a second child was born at this time, then But it’s really over.”
…
Early the next morning, while Mag was still preparing for the opening, he welcomed Michael.
"The city lord came here early in the morning, what's the point of your visit?" Mag looked at Michael in surprise.
"Boss Mai, it's like this. I want to hold an important meeting at your Mai Mi restaurant in three days. Is that okay?" Michael looked at Mag and said with a smile.
"Important meeting?" McGonagall wondered. The peace conference of various races should be held in fifteen days, and a conference of that size cannot be held at Maimi's restaurant. So what is Michael's important meeting?
"Yes, our city lord's palace plans to hold a closed-door meeting of various races in advance to discuss peace negotiations in advance." Michael lowered his voice slightly and quietly put a secret message into his in pocket.
Mag glanced at Michael, obviously going beyond Dix to inform him of this important news. After thinking for a moment, he smiled and nodded: "Okay, in that case, the vacation date of Maimi's restaurant in three days will be the City Lord's. Reserved.”
(End of chapter)
