Lord of Arcane

Chapter 1219
At the same time, in the Comanso embassy in Severton, Ambassador Atlan had just finished communicating with the country, and was sitting in a chair speechless for a long time.

At this moment, the words of the crown prince's close minister and senior mage Galanod still lingered in his mind-"The crown prince is very dissatisfied with your recent work, and there will be a special mission from Cormanthor soon. , go to Sevington to be responsible for the establishment of the Northland Alliance!"

The phrase "very dissatisfied" made Atlan feel both panic and a trace of untraceable anger. He spared no effort to deal with the representatives of the northern countries, but in the end he got such a result.

For a moment, he felt worthless for himself, but in the next moment, he remembered again the last time he met King Mian, King Mian's earnest teaching and earnest expectation.

"The enemy is in the country!"

Atlan did not dare to question the wise and mighty king of Elithel, nor did he dare to question the powerful advisor of Galanod, but some families in the country——

Is it true that the Northland Alliance is just a game?

In fact, he is very clear that the negotiations on the establishment of the Northland Alliance have come to an end, and all his work has been fruitful, except——

The task that came from the country before asked him to try to make the final talks in the Elven Court.

Ilfaran's attitude was very firm, and Netheril followed closely behind. Yeerlan's attitude was ambiguous, but there was no clear support.

Atlan believes that even if another special mission is sent from China, it will never be able to achieve its goal.

Then their purpose is obvious. It is nothing more than to compete for the leadership of the Northern Alliance negotiations, and there may be some unspeakable interests mixed in it.

"Ugh--"

Atlan sighed, rubbed his slightly swollen eyebrows, got up and went to the intelligence room next to him. Before communicating with the country, he received the news about the death of the Netheril Arcanist, and he also ordered his subordinates to go to the intelligence room. Get further lowdowns.

Originally, according to the normal procedure, he would report the relevant news to the country without reservation, but the reprimand of the ministers of the Crown Prince made him forget this matter that should have been carried out in a timely manner.

But if he was asked to contact her again now, the mood that had just calmed down would deteriorate again, and he didn't want to listen to the other party's reprimand.

It's not too late to contact us just waiting for the actual results!
Atlan flipped through the intelligence documents compiled by his subordinates, frowning slightly from time to time, and there was a tendency of getting tighter.

"Suspected to be related to the students of Iolum? Gilles Tower may also be involved?"

With a snap, Atlan closed the information in his hand, called the intelligence personnel, and angrily said to his face: "What kind of information are you collecting? Suspected, possible, perhaps, maybe! Can there be any new words? I What you want is accurate information, not rumors!"

"My lord, as elves, it is difficult for us to integrate into the human kingdom, and it is also difficult for us to get in touch with the real secrets. Most of this information is passed on by our 'friends'. Some of them have high positions and some have extraordinary backgrounds, but even they have I don’t know much exact information, but the only thing I can be sure of now is——Cliff is definitely dead!”

"Since this is the case, what's the use of you? Go check it out!"

Atlan cursed angrily, and then left the intelligence room without looking back. Just now he received news of a visitor, and it was a very important guest!

Pass through the courtyard, walk through the corridor, and walk quickly towards the reception room of the embassy.

Along the way, I don't know whether the reprimand just vented his emotions, or he was looking forward to the next guest, Atlan's mood was much more relaxed than before.

His footsteps were also much lighter, and he came to the door of the reception room not long after. He straightened his clothes, and forced a smile on his face, and then walked in:

"Lord Hawke, my old friend, I am really happy to see you here!"

"Ambassador Atlan, long time no see!"

Afterwards, hearty laughter continued to spread from the reception room.

……

And on the other side, the dwarven embassy.

The dwarf prince was also worried about the new envoy from the country. He didn't even drink much alcohol these days, and the prince felt very unhappy when he thought of the head of the envoy who unswervingly supported his brother.

Looking at the Holy Hammer Warrior opposite him who was holding a wine barrel and drinking heavily, the prince took a deep breath and tried not to show his displeasure, but he still asked a little coldly:
"Uncle Engil, why did your father send Oscar over here? Does he know something?"

Hearing the prince's question, Engier put down the wine barrel, rubbed his blurred eyes, and said vaguely with alcohol, "Your Highness, don't worry. In the current domestic situation, it's his greatest fault that His Majesty the King didn't call you back." support!
"As for Oscar, His Royal Highness knows that our negotiations with other countries on the Northern Alliance are somewhat traitorous! For His Royal Highness, who is destined to inherit the great cause of the Pasteur family, it is really not appropriate to get too involved!"

After Engier finished speaking, he picked up the barrel again, but this time he stopped drinking, and fell asleep directly.

On the opposite side of him, Prince Pasteur's eyes flashed, and his expression was no longer unhappy. He jumped off the chair and paced back and forth in the room, constantly thinking about the various influences of Oscar's arrival.

"Sure enough, my father still trusts me!"

As for Cliff's death, Pasteur had not received any news, but even if he did, he didn't care. After all, it was unlikely that Netheril would send a great arcanist underground to fight for them.

Danzo's demand for Netheril is more about materials and various magical items for war, and the loss of one great arcanist does not have much impact on this.

……

Dwarves who live underground are not very interested in things on the ground, but elves are different. They pay far more attention to this matter than dwarves, or even many humans.

After hearing the news of Cliff's death, Ambassador Ye Erlan 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 received a notice from the Severton Council to meet with the Arcanist Harris and had a more in-depth exchange of views on this matter.

Therefore, when the news spread and gradually fermented, the Irfaran embassy, ​​which was supposed to be very active, seemed extraordinarily quiet.

When Xia Duo walked around the port area, the trade area, and the old city, and passed by the elf embassy on his way back to the Austrian Federation, he particularly noticed the differences between several elf embassies.

Different from the tranquility of the newly-built Ilfaran embassy in the south, the Comanthor embassy on the east side of the Severton Council, under the cover of green trees, still cannot hide the frequent figures of people walking in it.

Xia Duo didn't pay much attention to this. Although after Cliff's death, there may not be a new great arcanist to quickly fill in, but this will not cause an imbalance of power between countries.

(End of this chapter)