The messenger motioned for him to continue. The pages of the Gospel in the hands of the young man were gently turned in the breeze, and the mystery was not as defensive as Drablay's. Nimue has never seen the White Envoy before, but judging from the expressions of the Theitas and even the Vampire Prince, his calmness is a very rare state. If they want the Tower Envoy to influence the situation of the Gulf War, they had better grasp it. This is a rare opportunity.
The blood prince was the first to speak. He didn't know where his confidence came from: "Eastman should not suffer unreasonable disasters, and our original intention is never to provoke a war. Mortals have the value of existence, not to mention that Eastman is currently a vassal state of the mysterious fulcrum. ...The loss of the Tower of Sky will be paid by Requiem Castle. The prophet of Chloe has already made his attitude clear from the beginning. Although it is too late to express gratitude now, it cannot be ignored."
"I received your thank you gift from Six Fingers Castle." The messenger said.
"That was the devil's trap." Prince Drablay clarified the relationship without changing his expression. "The mercury lord Lametta came to us with the intention of splitting the order's camp. However, before she revealed her true face, our whole family was just normal. Do not cooperate with the dark wizard organization in business. I will not forgive their deception."
"Your Excellency the White Envoy, the Oath Keepers Alliance and Croita are both guardians of order." Staff Officer Ange reminded. "But vampires who make deals with demons should be punished regardless of their knowledge or not."
"I left the alliance before that, and it's not your turn to punish me. Naturally, Your Excellency, the White Envoy, as a demon hunter, I will be happy to make up for the mistakes of my people under your supervision." Trolban said, "To be honest, the root of the matter still lies with the Alliance. My people have been accustomed to the existence of blood descendants for thousands of years. Now we are suddenly required to limit the production of slaves. We have to take care of our own affairs. During this period, we will inevitably be in a hurry. As for the vulnerability in the end.”
Nimue couldn't help but look at the vampire prince with admiration. She thought that he would not be shameless enough to use such a poor excuse to shirk responsibility. But there was no need for the frost giant to offend the vampires, so she wisely remained silent. If Tekapo was really Hilda's friend, she would definitely refute it herself.
"The Alliance only requires restrictions on the creation of Vampires." Tekapo emphasized, "not the slaughter of the original Vampires. This is an atrocity committed by you yourself and has nothing to do with the decision-making of the Oath Keepers Alliance."
"Not creating blood descendants means that my people will have to work on their own sooner or later. Besides, there are many people who want to exchange wealth for life. The alliance cannot use the small shortcomings caused by our customs as excuses." His Royal Highness the Prince played with his fallacy. Heresy said, "Of course, I'm not here to accuse the alliance of discrimination under its self-promotion. This is purely wasting your time, Your Excellency Bai Zhizhi. The Thetars like to stand on high ground, and they must have the same belief in Lucia's brilliance. Parliament has similar interests."
Although at this moment, Nimue was tired of the vampire's nonsense, she still couldn't convince herself not to agree with his views on the Glorious Parliament. Followers of Lucia have always been regarded as difficult to deal with in Peniaio, but Nimue knew that her prejudice came from Hadas's bedtime stories. "The sacred flame was ignited in the giant stone castle outside the snowman tundra, and Winnie Watts regained light in the extremely dark night." The ice witch lowered her voice, imitating the accent of the agent. "He wants to establish a pure and glorious kingdom on earth. We pursue the will of justice and order, eradicate evil worshipers, and send the sinners' repentance to the sun." Nimue, a child, spent several days after hearing this story. Had a nightmare.
But Sita is not a fanatic believer in the Glorious Council, and the Glittering Pool is already their kingdom of glory. Nimue tried her best to forget the childish nightmare. Don't be distracted! Otherwise, the conversation would turn into a battle, and she wouldn't even have time to run away... The alchemy warship was all destroyed by the battle in the Sky Realm, where could they run to?
"I don't care about customs or preferences, unless it is related to the Gulf War." Bai Zhizhi said, "Since you claim that the crime was committed by an unknown person, did the vampires also decide to move to Gray Wing Bird Island to avoid infringement?"
"I will give you the answer, Your Excellency," promised Trollbandarablai, "if we can agree on certain necessary matters. Oh, and forgive me for saying this. I have always believed that you and Cloro Although ETA is an indivisible whole, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is not an organization of astrologers. Even if there are saints and prophets to guide the way, their help to you will be limited after all."
"That's not relevant to my question."
"No, Your Excellency, the relationship is very deep." Trolban spoke faster. It was obvious that he had no chance to communicate with the White Envoy before the battle began, and it was only now that he was able to use his bargaining chip. However, although the frost giant did not understand the tower commander, she still insisted on her opinion, believing that this sky-realm mystic who could influence the battle situation was not so easily influenced.
Her comrades did not trust intuitive judgment. Ange seemed to want to say something, but the young man didn't give him a chance to speak. Nimue suddenly found that Tekapo was tugging on the long hair on the back of her hand, and her nervousness was also transmitted.
"Most of your so-called relationship is related to the alliance. Sanminamis Faran is missing, and you took the opportunity to take the core from the alchemy warship." The messenger said, "The tower astrologer is indeed not interested in alchemical creation, but it is It's a pity, so do I." The pages of the book in his hand were turning over slowly, and they were about to be closed. Nimue felt that the sitars were praying that his patience was slipping away like the pages of the Gospel. The frost giant opened its mouth wide and swallowed a large mouthful of cold wind, then scratched the roots of the spikes that kept growing on its back.
His message is quite clear due to its simplicity. Seeing this, the Vampire Prince no longer discussed the value of the "thank you gifts": "Because they are very important. If I were to elaborate on everything in detail, I'm afraid I would have to start with the deep-sea murloc's withdrawal from the Oath Keepers Alliance... Let's omit it. Let’s be honest with each other about this.”
"A special mysterious place, the Mystery of Pain, has been formed on Gray Winged Bird Island. Just as a secret ritual, its use conditions are harsh and it cannot bring considerable profits in the short term. It is quite uneconomical to invest too much. . Indeed, I have lived too long, so I don’t pay much attention to passing time, but the Mystery of Pain is not a long-lasting phenomenon..."
Does Drablay still speak the lingua franca? Nimue's head hurt from hearing this. She looked at Sita and found that their expression was less like shock at acquiring new knowledge, but closer to annoyance at having the secret revealed. I'll have to ask them later, she thought, or maybe go find Breedve. Hope he's still alive.
The Vampire Prince describes the Ritual without excessive verbiage. "The activation conditions of the secret ritual are not difficult for me to meet, and if we regard it as a part of alchemy, we will find new ways to use it. As far as I know, the secret ritual is not unique." He smiled slyly Smile, as if to imply something. "If done properly, the mystery of fire may increase beyond imagination. This is a miracle that only my tribe can create, the highest crystallization of the blood tribe's alchemy technology. The key to the secret ritual is now in my hands,"
"Nonsense!" Tekapo couldn't help but say, "What you took away was the alchemy core of the alliance." Her courage surprised Nimue, but since this cold light Sita is the lover of Lord "Ye Yan", maybe this is also true. Not surprising.
The tower messenger's perspective was different: "Are you going to war with the Oath Keepers Alliance for the alchemy core?"
"There are many reasons." The vampire prince narrowed his eyes. "But why do you think so, Your Excellency?"
This is also the doubt of the frost giant Nimue. Thinking with her simple brain, she also knew that it would be easier to obtain alchemy cores by staying in the alliance than by formally declaring war. While the contract restricted certain aspects of the freedom of each race, it also ensured mutual benefit and reciprocity between the mysterious races.
"Core raw materials are very rare." This is not an easy answer. "Lord Quicksilver will share the Secret Art of Pain with you, and the convenience of the Oath Keepers Alliance will be provided by Lord Flame Moon?"
His words revealed information beyond imagination. Not only Nimue, but also Tekapo and staff officer Ango were shocked. The frost giant repeated this sentence in her mind several times, but if she was not deaf, it meant that the demon lord Nightingale appeared in the Oath Keepers Alliance and was still a big shot who could control the war. The Alchemy Warship is the latest achievement of the Alliance, and this fleet sailed into the Sea of Singing and became a gift to the door. No wonder Drablay calls them wrappers.
"Our cooperation is over, Your Excellency. Now you can initiate the secret ritual on behalf of the Tower of Sky. We are still on the side of order." Drablay said without hesitation. Then he came to his senses and seemed surprised by his own openness.
The young man closed the Gospel, and the strange mystery was entirely unnoticeable when it appeared, and only when it disappeared did its presence become apparent. "Our cooperation is over." He casually picked up the weapon Nimue placed at his feet, and white frost climbed onto the handle. "Hand over the alchemy core."
Nimue almost laughed.
"Not even a high tower can fool the Drablay family!" His Highness the Prince's face turned livid. He didn't know why the White Envoy would make this choice. Except for the frost giants who relied on intuition, no one knew what the White Envoy in the tower would do. Such a result is simply illogical. Trolban realized that the envoy had no intention of cooperating with him in the first place. "The Secret Ritual of Pain is about to be activated. Your Excellency, you will forever lose the opportunity to cross the Sky Realm."
His threat only resulted in an ax from the messenger.
The battle indeed began. Ange was still immersed in the surprise of the turning point, and Tekapo had climbed onto the frost giant's shoulders with joy. Nimu understood and urged Sita to leave the battlefield in the sky. Ange picked up the alliance's flag and placed it in the gap in the frost giant's armor.
She soon came face to face with the lion commander Renon Hetrenna, and the dwarf troops followed him like a flock of ducks just crossing the river. It seems that despite the crisis and lack of manpower, the captain of the "Hammerhead" still saved the Alliance's flank forces. "Medal" followed the flag and stopped when he saw Tekapo and Ango.
It was undoubtedly good news that the White Envoy in the tower was a friendly force. Even better, Tekapo noticed that the Lion Commander's assembly number was still intact on his waist.
The loud horn penetrates the beacon fire on the beach.
