Path of light

Chapter 503 504. Peace talks

Hiding her body under a coral reef, Zezena found that her body was shaking uncontrollably. She tore open the golden half-armor, and the blood flowing from the wound spread in the sea water, attracting several small sharks to the coral reef. Hovering above.

He applied a layer of ointment to the wound on his arm and the bleeding quickly stopped.

It's just that one arm and three ribs were probably fractured. The broken ribs were reset by Jiezena, but the broken arm bone was not so easy to reset.

For the first time, Jiezena felt that she was so close to death.

If she hadn't twisted her body at the most critical moment to avoid the vital points on her chest, the small silver hammer might have smashed a bloody hole in her chest.

A beam of holy light directly dispelled the 'Six-Star Stone Prison', which Jiezena didn't expect at all...

Although it was night, Zezena could see clearly that it was a human priest who rescued the Naga magician at the edge of the jungle.

Thinking of this, Zezena couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

The human priest wearing a magic pattern structure held a thick book of sacred prayers in his hand and a scepter in the other hand.

"ah!"

She opened her mouth and screamed.

The fish around the coral reefs were so shocked that they dispersed, and the few sharks hovering above their heads fled without a trace in an instant...

A group of fish-man spirits fled back to the coral reefs in panic.

Jiezena brought nearly two hundred murlocs with her at night, but only a few murlocs escaped back to the coral reefs.

She arranged these fishmen around the reef beach, hoping that they would be able to detect the approaching danger in time.

Apparently she overestimated the abilities of these fishmen...

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Miss Tiffany's face turned pale. This is the most common condition after the mana is exhausted. In more serious cases, it may cause vomiting, nausea, dizziness, shock, etc.

She was half lying on the beach, took out a bottle of light blue spiritual potion from her belt, and poured it into her mouth.

Roy ran over dragging the Book of Judgment and found that Miss Tiffany had no injuries. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked Miss Tiffany:

"Tiffany, how are you feeling?"

Miss Tiffany waved her hand to Roy:

"I'm fine, but I've consumed too much mana and am a little exhausted. I'll rest here for a while while you go see the big cat."

The night saber was lying on the beach not far away, turning its head to lick the wound on its shoulder.

The spear was still stuck in it, preventing it from moving.

Roy walked over quickly.

He first squatted down to confirm that the spear had not damaged the night saber's internal organs, and then directly cut off the spear handle.

Probably because it hurt the Night Saber, the Night Saber suddenly turned its head and took Roy's blood-stained hand into its mouth, but did not bite it...

Roy looked at the Nightsaber's head that was bruised by the shield, and quickly used his hands to comfort the agitated Nightsaber.

Nightsaber narrowed his eyes, seeming to enjoy Roy's comfort at this moment.

Roy pressed a ball of holy light on the wound, then tightened his grip on the sharp spear tip, and pulled the spear out of the night saber leopard's body. The night saber leopard jumped up suddenly and let out a sound Whimpering, but this time he didn't bite Roy again.

He took out the hemostatic ointment from the magic waist bag, applied it on the night saber's wound, and wrapped it with a bandage.

The Dark Moon Elf warriors killed some murlocs near the sea reef, and then gradually withdrew from the shallow sea area and stood next to Roy.

Not long after, Vice Captain Tennyson also walked out of the sea, all wet, walked slowly over, and sat down on the beach...

"I heard that the skin of the murlocs can also be used to make magic paper. Why haven't I seen you collecting these murloc skins on the beach?" Miss Tiffany regained a little color on her face and walked to the side of the night saber. He said to Roy while helping him check the injuries on his body.

"Uh... is it true? I've never seen fishman leather in Castleton City." Roy asked with some uncertainty.

"Well, there is no magic parchment made of magic antelope skin in our area. Most of them are magic parchment made from tanned fish-man skin. This kind of magic parchment has an affinity for the water element, and there will be a certain increase in drawing water magic. "Miss Tiffany said.

"Tennyson, do you Dark Moon elves mind skinning these fishmen?" Roy turned to Tennyson and asked.

"I don't mind! Most of these Dark Moon Elf warriors used to be jungle hunters. We hunted monsters in the jungle and have long been accustomed to skinning and obtaining magic cores." Tennyson said calmly.

"Then try peeling some and drying them. If there is a market for this kind of fish-man leather, we will make a profit..."

Roy said to Tennyson.

"Did you hear that? Act quickly!"

Vice Captain Tennyson immediately gave instructions to several Dark Moon Elf warriors around him.

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The military camp is at least two kilometers away from the north coast, and is separated by a dense jungle.

But even so, Miss Tiffany did not choose to live in the camp. Instead, after resting on the beach for a while, she walked into the sea.

"There are fish-man spirits everywhere around here, Tiffany, be careful!"

Seeing that Miss Tiffany insisted on living in the sea, Roy could only remind her seriously.

"Roy, have you forgotten that I am a Naga? How could they threaten me..."

After saying that, Miss Tiffany jumped forward suddenly and jumped into the sea with a thud, leaving only a shallow layer of waves on the sea.

Roy returned to the camp with the night saber.

Deputy Captain Tennyson also returned to the camp with nearly seventy pieces of fishman skins. These leathers had a strong fishy smell. Deputy Captain Tennyson hung these fish skins in the corner of the camp to dry.

Some Dark Moon Elf warriors even ran out of their tents to help.

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The Griffin Cavalry Regiment is not stationed in the jungle camp. They usually live in camps on the cliff tops of hills and mountains.

A large amount of supplies brought by the mine guard group are also stored in the camp here. Hundreds of griffins are squatting on wooden boxes to rest.

The camp was crowded, and the gryphon cavalry gathered together.

These griffin cavalry are all mixed elves who followed the leader of Tiprado Village from Sun Island Bay. They have the skills of animal trainers and can tame griffins into partners.

Kaka and Eugene were also standing in the crowd.

At present, the Griffin Cavalry Regiment has grown to more than 700 Griffin Cavalry members, which accounts for almost 60% of the total number of Griffin trainers in Sun Island Bay.

Everyone sat together, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.

As the leader of the Griffin Cavalry, the village chief of Tiprado stood in the middle of the crowd. He first asked everyone to quiet down, and then said:

"I don't need to tell you now. Everyone knows that it's a group of sea monsters hiding behind the fish-man spirits. This makes sense... Why do some compatriots in each village always disappear for no reason?"

"For all these years, we have never found a sea monster hiding in Sun Island Bay, ugh!"

The village chief of Tiprado sighed, and then said:

"The mine guards cannot keep guarding Sun Island Bay like this. There are still more than 10,000 Headhunter prisoners of war on the Pagisto Plateau who need manpower to keep an eye on them."

"I originally planned that as long as the mine guard group could push back the murlocs and curb the expansion of the murlocs into the jungle on the north coast, the initial strategic goal would be accomplished."

"But Boss Roy wants to end it once and for all. He wants to build a harbor dock on the north coast, and then build a batch of sea ships, and then attack Sun Island and drive these sea monsters and fishmen completely out of Sun Island Bay."

"This...of course can prevent future troubles, but the cost of the mine guard team may be something we can never imagine..."

"Actually, we only need the area along the north coast and offshore. We don't need the Sun Island at all."

"So I plan to make a suggestion to Boss Roy tomorrow that we can negotiate with those sea monsters. If they can give up the north coast, we are willing to cease the war."

"I called everyone here tonight just to hear everyone's opinions..."

The camp became very quiet, except for the cry of a griffin from near the wooden box.

"Captain Tiprado, we have no objection. If we can have peace talks, as long as we don't invade each other, that's okay..."

Some mixed-blood elves stood up to express their opinions.

"Yes, as long as these fishmen can get out of the north coast, we can go fishing on the beach and live a more comfortable life!"

"That's right..."

The village chief of Tiprado breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that everyone had expressed their opinions and no mixed-blood elf stood up to raise objections: "Then it's settled. I will go to Boss Roy to talk about this matter tomorrow morning. In this way, Sun Island The war in the Gulf can also end soon."

Every time the Mine Guard Corps is stationed in Sun Island Bay for an extra day, the camp consumes a lot of supplies.

Seeing the supplies being continuously transported from Padisto Plateau and Padstow City, the village chief of Tiprado suddenly realized how expensive it was to launch a war.

In fact, he also hopes to drive all the fish-men and monsters out of Sun Island Bay, but now it seems that in order to do this, Boss Roy may have to build a fleet in Sun Island Bay.

This is also the reason why the village chief of Tiprado hesitated before proposing peace talks.

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The village chief of Tiprado, Kaka, and Eugene walked into the jungle camp early in the morning and found Roy who had just crawled out of the tent.

Roy was about to go to the beach to check out the location for building a port pier. This pier needs to find a deep water area close to the shore. It is best to have a wide and smooth natural channel, at least to allow the three-masted sailing ship to dock smoothly. .

"Hey, why did you guys come here so early?" Roy stood outside the tent and looked at Kaka.

"Roy, Chief Tiprado wants to have a good talk with you!" Kaka walked up to Roy and said.

"Okay, if you have any questions, you can tell me." Roy asked the three of them to sit down. There was an open-air conference table outside his tent, and they sat down around the table.

The village chief of Tiprado immediately expressed his thoughts.

Roy is also very aware of the concerns of Chief Tiprado. The longer this matter drags on, the greater the cost of the war will be, and the hatred accumulated by both parties will become deeper and deeper...

"Do you really want to negotiate with them?" Roy asked, staring at the village chief of Tiprado.

The village chief of Tiprado nodded slightly and said, "The resources here are abundant. We only need living space from the northern jungle to the northern coast, and we can live well!"

Roy understood, then smiled and said: "Since we are all here this time, we can't just get such a small benefit, but... we can indeed talk to them."

"I also want to get in touch with him."

Roy brought Miss Tiffany to the Partington plane. His original intention was to have contact with these fish-men.

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Since he wanted to negotiate with the fish-men, Roy asked Miss Tiffany to write a letter in Naga script to the leader of the opposite siren.

This letter is very, very short, with only one sentence on the paper, which roughly means: Now that the war situation in Sun Island Bay has reached a stalemate, do you have any ideas for peace talks?

In order to be seen by the siren leader, Roy asked Miss Tiffany to write five letters at once, and then stuffed them into the five murlocs respectively and asked them to take them back.

Siren Commander Latimore was in the cave of Sun Island, looking at the note-like note in his hand, his face becoming increasingly cloudy...

Zezena stood at the door of the cave, staring at the Kraken Commander Latimore, who was so skinny that almost only a skeleton remained. In recent years, in order to suppress the injuries on his body, his body has been deteriorating. She doesn't know how long he can last.

However, Jiezena didn't dare to make random guesses. The corpse of the Siren Captain who had made random guesses last time was still soaking in the pool of the cave.

The other Siren captains were able to gain Latimore's trust not because of their outstanding strength, but because they were stupid but absolutely loyal.

"Lord Commander, what are you going to do?" Jiezena waited for a long time and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Let's talk to those mixed elves first and see what kind of requests they will make." Commander Latimore spoke in a very hoarse voice, probably because the muscles near his throat were also gradually shrinking.

"Yes, Lord Commander!" Zhezena didn't even dare to look into his eyes that were filled with lifeless energy.

"You first go back and agree on a place for peace talks with the other party. I will let Captain Stavin be responsible for negotiating with them..." After Commander Latimore said this, he immediately poured a night of thick green concoction into his stomach. inside.

The bowl of concoction seemed to have a miraculous effect. As soon as he drank it, Lattimore's body was like a long-dry river bed gaining moisture, and his body quickly filled up.

The blood vessels between the arms and neck became clearly visible, and the originally extremely dry skin began to appear shiny...

Commander Lattimore let out a sigh of relief. This bowl of concoction greatly relieved his physical symptoms, but he seemed to dare not look at the bowl filled with green juice...

"Jie Zena, in the early stage of contact with that group of mixed-blood elves, I will ask you to follow up first."

Commander Latimore's eyes became brighter, he leaned his body in front of Hezena, and looked greedily at Hezena's flawless white side face.

"Yes, Lord Commander!"

Jiezena calmly moved her body back and answered carefully.