Hussein’s words carried a hint of anger.
At that moment, the butler's voice came from outside the door.
"Lord Hussein, the important matter concerns the deaths of members of the royal family these past two days."
Hussein's eyes lit up, but then he pondered:
That's strange. Is this some kind of "pushover" that's just what you need? Is this even possible?
Thinking it to himself, he said it aloud:
"Summon that man to the study; I want to see him."
"yes."
Hussein paced anxiously in the room, pondering a solution, when the door opened and someone entered, interrupting his thoughts.
The newcomer was a middle-aged female fox-person, and judging from her fur color, she was not of royal blood.
"Who are you?"
“Lord Hussein, I am a servant of Nazla Adan.”
Looking at the fox-woman before him, Hussein was somewhat disappointed, thinking she had only come to report the death of the royal family.
Hussein then waved his hand impatiently and said:
“If you’ve come here because of your master’s death, you should go to a place that specializes in funeral arrangements, not me. You can leave now.”
As he spoke, he tried to shoo them away.
But then she saw the female fox-woman in front of her smile and say:
"You flatter me, sir. I have come to see you on my master's orders."
"Oh? What's the point of an order from a dead member of the royal family? Instead of handling the funeral arrangements, you're here causing trouble?"
Hussein sneered. He was in this terrible situation because his master had died outside. It was impossible for him not to be angry.
At this point, the fox-woman continued:
"Please calm down, sir. There is more to this matter than meets the eye."
Then, he handed over something.
A peculiar amulet.
Hussein was startled and asked:
"What happened?"
This was the item that Nazla used to conceal her body shape and fur color. Although it wasn't rare, it wasn't something a servant could possess.
Most importantly, the news from outside is that Nazla is dead, and this kind of invisibility amulet should have shattered along with its owner.
But the one in front of me... is indeed intact.
"Lord Hussein, you should understand the meaning behind this..."
Hussein's mind raced, and he quickly grasped the key point.
“Nazila, she…”
The fox-woman nodded almost imperceptibly, confirming Hussein's thoughts, and then continued:
"There is one more thing that my master asked me to give to you. If you are unsure, you can consult some of your friends. If you reach a conclusion, you can send someone to the caravan tavern in the east of the city to find me."
"As for what happens next... someone will explain it to the adults."
…………
As the door closed, Hussein fell silent.
His withered fingers tapped the table, while his other hand fiddled with something left behind by the fox spirit.
A round, crystalline bead.
"What is this thing? I've never seen anything like it before..."
Although he didn't know what it was, Hussein could sense that it was indeed extraordinary.
The fingers that were tapping the table suddenly stopped.
Looking at the darkening sky, Hussein stood up and shouted:
"Someone, prepare the car."
…………
Not long after, at the traveling merchant's inn.
The fox-woman returned to the place, turning left and right until she arrived at a room where servants lived.
Here, Nazla, dressed as a servant, was anxiously waiting for her.
When she saw her return, Nazla breathed a sigh of relief.
If she doesn't get to meet the peacemakers, she'll probably disappoint Lind.
Nazla asked:
"Did they accept the things?"
"I've accepted it."
"That's good, then we're not worried about them not taking the bait."
Nazra remembered the night she parted from Lind, when Lind gave her this thing and told her about its origin and purpose.
Crystal Remains—the power of this thing is unparalleled, and no one can ignore its value.
Linde's original words were, "With this, you can knock on the doors of the vast majority of the world's powerful and wealthy."
Nazla had initially thought Linde was exaggerating, but she never expected it to actually work so well.
After the Kree breached Fortified City, neighboring nations were eager to investigate, but none succeeded. In the end, all they received was a single name.
Crystal Dragon Breath Cannon.
Judging from the name, it sounds very powerful, doesn't it?
Yes, brother, yes, the scars on the walls of the fortified city are still there, as everyone has seen.
Nazra recalled everything she had encountered in human territory, and in the end, all she could see in her mind was Lind's face.
Seeing the entranced and infatuated expression on Nazla's face, the maid opposite her immediately realized what her mistress was thinking, and so she excused herself and said:
"Lady Nazla, then this subordinate will take his leave."
Nazla, having regained her senses, said:
"Alright, you can leave now. If they send me any messages, let me know immediately."
"yes."
…………
That night, some people in Silvermane City were destined to be unable to sleep.
What is this?
"By the Beast God, this is impossible!"
"God of Magic, please tell me how this thing was made..."
Whether they were skilled magicians among the orcs or followers of the god of magic working in the orc kingdom, they were all amazed by this small crystal.
The orcish peace faction immediately realized the value of this item and also held a meeting overnight.
Several leaders of the pro-peace faction gathered together to discuss matters concerning Nazila.
"How could a remote bloodline from a remote territory possess such a thing, setting aside the question of why she's still alive?"
"The fact that she is still alive is a big problem in itself, not to mention that she has to avoid the eyes and ears of all the pro-war faction."
"Could this be... a conspiracy?"
"...No, given the current situation of the pro-war faction, there's absolutely no need for them to pull this stunt. This is a golden opportunity for us to turn the tide!"
"But……"
"Alright, everyone stop for a moment."
Hussein, sitting in the center, spoke, and he had now become the most authoritative person there.
"Nazira means that the source of this thing is in her hands. According to that, in the style of our pro-peace faction, we should definitely try our best to win her over."
"Once we get our hands on this, the pro-war faction will be nothing more than dogs that obey us."
"I second that."
"I second that."
"My advice is to contact her as soon as possible. She might still side with the pro-war faction, and they might already be on their way!"
"Probably not. The fact that she took the initiative to contact us this time and avoided the eyes of the pro-war faction clearly shows that she wants to befriend us. It also indirectly proves that there must be a considerable grudge between her and the pro-war faction."
"Anyway, we should get in touch with her as soon as possible. Whatever she asks for, we'll just agree to it... It's just money."
"Yes...yes."
"That makes sense..."
The leaders of the pro-peace faction quickly came up with a concrete plan, including everything from territory to money and treasures, all of which were included in the trade list.
These people in charge are right about one thing.
It's just money.
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