Chapter 281 Hope for Trade

Ilmaha, a rat-man city-state.

"Lord City Lord, intelligence has been sent from the border."

The servant knocked on the door and walked into the office, placed the sealed metal barrel on the desk, bowed and left.

Because he was concerned about the undead, the lower city lord did not go to the underground city to work, but stayed in the above city and temporarily shared an office with the upper city lord.

The city lord picked up the metal cylinder and checked the magic seal on it to make sure that no one had tampered with it. Then he opened the cylinder and poured out a piece of animal skin paper from it.

He unfolded the parchment and frowned after reading just the first sentence. He suppressed the urge to get angry and finished reading the information on the parchment before handing it to the city lord.

The Lower City Lord was stunned by the animal skin paper. He slammed the table and cursed in a shrill voice, "Undead, this is a provocation! Are you bullying the rat tribe?"

The first sentence written on the animal skin paper read: The construction of the new city of the undead has been completed and named the Rat Border City.

What does this name mean?

A blatant mockery of the ratmen!

Can we ratmen defeat the undead? If there were no rules restricting us, countless ratmen armies would surely crush the undead.

This is intolerable.

The lower city lord was furious. He had just taken office as the city lord, and the undead came to cause trouble. It was too bullying.

He is the lower city lord in charge of military affairs. If he doesn't teach the undead a lesson this time, he will no longer be the lower city lord.

Before he could say anything else, the city lord tapped the table with his fingernails, signaling him to continue reading.

The lower city lord suppressed his anger, picked up the animal skin paper and continued to look down.

The information below explained the meaning of the city's name. It was not the undead provoking them as they thought. They simply wanted to express that this city was a border city between ratmen and undead.

Even if you want to express that it is a border city, you can't name it like this. It will cause so much misunderstanding!

The lower city lord was still indignant.

The undead must change the name of this city!

Must change!

Looking back again, the city lord was silent.

The following information is very interesting. It roughly says that some undead came out of the new city, reached the border, waited for a long time, and found these spies. The spies brought a message that the undead wanted to see the Ratman City Lord to discuss trade matters between the ratmen and the undead.

It looks like a very ordinary thing, but what is revealed in it is very interesting.

Instead of crossing the border and running directly to the city-state of Ilmaha to find them, the undead waited at the border and let the spies deliver the message.

This shows that the other party recognizes the boundaries and respects the rules, and that they know that I have sent spies to monitor them.

Sending spies to deliver messages means that the other party can communicate, is not the kind of existence that cannot be communicated with, and is not a cold-blooded monster that only knows how to kill.

Discussing trade matters made the two city lords even more interested.

In addition to their large population and advanced technology, the ratmen's developed commerce is also one of their advantages.

Their intelligence is not only reflected in the development of technology. In various business fields, the ratmen are also doing well. Their caravans are spread throughout the entire central area, providing the ratmen with a large amount of resources.

Although the city lord was unhappy about losing the war and ceding land to the undead, conflicts are conflicts and business is business. Even being angry cannot affect making money.

Interests are the key to maintaining everything.

After the new Lords of the Upper and Lower Cities took office, they even conducted special research on this matter.

There are many resources in the territory where the undead live, and the ratmen also need them.

Originally these resources belonged to the ratmen, but now the territory has belonged to the undead, and the things belong to them. If you want them, you need to exchange them.

Even if the undead do not propose trade, the lord of Ilmaha will propose trade.

If you want to develop, you can't miss out on resources.

"Upper City Lord, what do you think?" After reading the information, the Lower City Lord put down the animal skin paper and looked at the Upper City Lord and asked.

"The other party requested to trade. I think it's a good thing. We should go and meet them." The city lord said immediately.

"Could this be a trap?" asked the Lower City Lord with some concern.

"Are you afraid that they will launch a surprise attack on us, kill us at the border, and then invade the city-state's territory?" The upper city lord immediately understood what the lower city lord meant, and continued his words.

The lower city lord nodded, indicating that this was what he was worried about.

They were not familiar with the undead race. Although they appeared to be well-behaved, they did not know whether they were truly well-behaved or not, because there was no evidence to show how they did things.

If the other party uses the excuse of trade to lure them over and then kills them, the Ilmahá city-state will be leaderless.

By then, if the Undead launch another attack, it will be too late even if the Ratmen want to rescue them.

"This is not a big deal. We can act separately. You stay to guard Ilmaha, and I will go to meet the undead." The city lord seemed to have thought of a countermeasure long ago and said without hesitation.

"No, let me go. It's safer for me to go." The lower city lord frowned and said.

He felt that the city lord thought he was a coward.

As a lower city lord in charge of military affairs, he will not retreat in the face of danger.

"It's better for me to go. I'm in charge of the Upper City, and trade is my responsibility. I should be the one to go."

"Downtown is more important than uptown, and you can't take any chances."

The upper city lord shook his head and explained to the lower city lord.

Seeing that he had no intention of looking down on him, the Lower City Lord relaxed his expression, thought about it seriously, and felt that what the Upper City Lord said did make sense.

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