Chapter 1224: The Enemy Within, and the Danzo Royal Affair

Meanwhile, inside the Cormanthor Embassy in Seventon, Ambassador Atelan had just finished communicating with the home country and was sitting blankly in a chair, speechless for a long time.

At this moment, the words of the Crown King's close minister, the High Mage Jialanuode, were still echoing in his mind: "The Crown King is very dissatisfied with your recent work. In a short while, a special delegation will depart from Kemansuoer to Seventon, responsible for matters related to the establishment of the Northland Alliance!"

The phrase "very dissatisfied" made Atelan feel both panicked and a trace of imperceptible anger; he had spared no effort in maneuvering between the representatives of the various Northland countries, only to end up with such a result.

For a moment, he felt it was not worth it, but the next instant, he recalled the Crown King's earnest teachings and eager expectations when he had last met with him.

"The enemy is within the country!"

Atelan dared not question the wise and mighty Yilisier Mianwang, nor did he dare question the powerful Consultant Jialanuode, but certain families back home—

Did they really think the Northland Alliance was just a game?

In fact, he knew very well that the negotiations regarding the establishment of the Northland Alliance were nearing their end, and all his work had been highly effective, except for—

The task previously sent from home, which required him to find a way to have the final talks held at the Elf Court.

Ilfarun's attitude was very firm, Netheril followed closely behind, and the Yierlan side's attitude was ambiguous, yet they did not explicitly support it either.

Atelan believed that even if the home country sent another special delegation, it would be extremely difficult to achieve the goal.

Then their purpose was obvious: it was nothing more than to seize the initiative in the Northland Alliance negotiations, perhaps mixed with some unspeakable interests.

"Sigh—"

Atelan let out a long sigh, rubbed his slightly swollen brow, and got up to go to the intelligence room next door. Before communicating with the home country, he had received news about the death of the Netheril Great Arcanist and had instructed his subordinates to obtain further inside information.

Normally, he would have reported the relevant news to the home country without reservation, but the reprimand from the Crown King's close minister made him forget this matter that should have been handled in a timely manner.

But if he were to contact them now, his just-calmed mood would turn sour again, and he did not want to hear the other party's reprimands again.

It would not be too late to contact them only after achieving actual results!

Atelan flipped through the intelligence documents organized by his subordinates, his brow furrowing from time to time, and with a tendency to tighten further.

"Suspected to be related to Iolum's student? Giles Tower might also be involved?"

With a slap, Atelan closed the intelligence in his hand, called over the intelligence officer, and scolded him to his face: "What kind of intelligence is this that you've collected? Suspected, possible, perhaps, maybe! Can you come up with some new words? I want exact information, not hearsay and rumors!"

"My lord, as Elves, it is difficult for us to integrate into human lands, and it is also difficult to come into contact with true secrets. Most of this intelligence is passed on by 'friends' we have developed. Some of them hold high positions and some have extraordinary backgrounds, but even they do not know much exact information. The only thing that can be confirmed now is—Kelifu is confirmed dead!"

"Since that's the case, then what use are you? Go and investigate again!"

Atelan cursed indignantly, then left the intelligence room without looking back. He had just received news that he had a visitor, and a very important guest at that!

He passed through the courtyard, walked along the corridor, and hurried toward the embassy's Reception Room.

Along the way, whether it was because the previous reprimand had vented his emotions or because he felt expectant about the upcoming guest, Atelan's mood was much lighter than before.

His steps were also much lighter. Before long, he arrived outside the Reception Room. He straightened his clothes, managed to squeeze out a smile, and then walked in:

"Lord Hawk, my old friend, your arrival truly makes me feel delighted!"

"Ambassador Atelan, long time no see!"

Subsequently, hearty laughter continuously emanated from the Reception Room.

Meanwhile, on the other side, at the Dwarf Embassy.

The Dwarf Prince was also worried about the new delegation sent from home. In these past few days, he had even drunk very little alcohol. Whenever he thought of the leader of the delegation who firmly supported his younger brother, the Prince felt extremely unhappy.

Looking at the Holy Hammer Warrior opposite him who was hugging a barrel of ale and gulping it down, the Prince took a deep breath, trying hard not to show his displeasure, but still asked somewhat coldly:

"Uncle Enjier, why do you think Father sent Oscar here? Does he know something?"

Hearing the Prince's question, Enjier put down the ale barrel, rubbed his bleary eyes, and said vaguely with the influence of alcohol: "Your Highness, do not worry. Given the current situation at home, the fact that His Majesty the King has not summoned you back is his greatest support!"

"As for Oscar, does Your Highness know that our negotiations with other countries regarding the Northland Alliance carry a certain nature of treason? For a Highness destined to inherit the great cause of the Baside family, it is really not appropriate to be overly involved!"

After Enjier finished speaking, he hugged the ale barrel again, but this time he stopped drinking and instead fell fast asleep.

Opposite him, Prince Baside's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and there was no longer any displeasure on his face. He jumped off his chair, paced back and forth in the room, and kept thinking about the various impacts of Oscar's arrival.

"Sure enough, Father still trusts me!"

As for the death of Kelifu, Baside had not received any news yet, but even if he had, he would not care. After all, it was unlikely that Netheril would send a Great Arcanist to the underground to fight for them.

Danzo's demand for Netheril was mostly for supplies and various Magic Items for war; the loss of one Great Arcanist did not have much impact on this.

Dwarves living underground had little interest in surface affairs, but it was different for Elves; their level of attention to this matter far exceeded that of the Dwarves, and even many humans.

Upon learning the news of Kelifu's death, the Yierlan Ambassador immediately reported it to the home country, letting them evaluate the impact this event would have on Yierlan.

As for Ilfarun, before the news spread, Ambassador Lucien had already received a notification from the Seven Cities Council, went to see the Great Arcanist Haruisi, and exchanged views on this matter in greater depth.

Therefore, when the news spread and gradually fermented, the Ilfarun Embassy, which should have been very active, appeared exceptionally quiet.

When Xia Duo had finished strolling through the Port District, the Trade District, and the Old City District, and was on his way back to the Arcane Union, passing by the Elf Embassy, he particularly noticed the differences in several Elf embassies.

Unlike the calmness of the newly built Ilfarun Embassy to the south, the Cormanthor Embassy on the east side of the Seven Cities Council could not hide the figures frequently moving about under the shade of green trees.

Regarding this, Xia Duo did not attach much importance to it. Although after Kelifu's death, there might not be a new Great Arcanist to fill the vacancy immediately, this would not cause an imbalance of power between countries.