Chapter 1745: I Have Performed Meritorious Service for the Crown King, A Reversal

But no matter how unwilling Adimain was, Badijiaer, as the representative of Netheril, had already begun to chime in with Elder Ankalita of Evereska:

"Why not simply end the Magic Restriction Treaty? Back when this treaty didn't exist, we didn't have these troubles!"

After Badijiaer finished speaking, Adimain's heart couldn't help but tremble. He subconsciously looked at the "deputy envoy" beside him, and only after seeing that the other party showed no reaction did he feel slightly relieved, while simultaneously cheering himself on in his heart:

"They absolutely wouldn't dare to abolish the Magic Restriction Treaty!"

Indeed, the Magic Restriction Treaty was originally decided upon by all the Northland nations to restrict Netheril. Even though several small nations had now united and seemed to be flirting with Netheril, talking about abolishing the treaty was still basically impossible.

In fact, just as Badijiaer finished speaking, Tailun, the representative of Yierlan, showed a look of apology toward Badijiaer and then stated:

"The Magic Restriction Treaty is indeed conducive to maintaining the stability and prosperity of the Northland Magic Web, and there is no need to abolish it. My suggestion is—if Cormanthor can persuade their main deity to provide more precise Monitoring Divine Art, that would be best."

After he finished speaking, the gazes of all the humans, Elves, and Dwarves in the Covenant Hall were cast toward the somewhat restless Cormanthor representative, Adimain.

A few attendees who were not very familiar with the Elven main deity might have been holding some expectations at this moment; after all, being able to solve a major problem so easily—just as Mage Tailun said—would be for the best.

But not everyone was filled with awe for the Elven main deity. At the very least, Mage Tailun, who had just spoken those words, was capable of saying such things, which was enough to show that the awe in his heart was very limited.

And at this moment, with everyone watching him, Adimain's mind was almost blank, with only one thought appearing repeatedly—was this the kind of question he could answer?

Why ask me this kind of question!

If this "deputy envoy" beside him were not here, Adimain might still have had the courage to debate this issue with Tailun, even if the other party was a high-level Mage, for he also represented Cormanthor.

But now, this "deputy envoy" was sitting right beside him. Every word he spoke would be instantly weighed by the other party, and if he were the slightest bit careless, he might even end up with a fate more miserable than going back to face the Crown King.

After all, the Crown King was far away in the country and would not know the situation here immediately. He had plenty of time to organize his words and even arrange a story so that he could land as safely as possible.

But now—

Although he was very unwilling to admit it, Adimain still found it hard to escape his truest inner feelings. At this moment, his feelings toward his country, toward the Crown King, and toward this "deputy envoy" beside him were more complex than those toward Mage Tailun, who was giving him direct embarrassment not far away.

I, too, have performed meritorious service for Cormanthor and shed blood for the Crown King!

How could I end up with this kind of outcome because of one small mistake?

The more Adimain thought about it, the angrier he became, but he dared not show even a fraction of it on his face. He subconsciously glanced at the "deputy envoy" beside him again, steeled his heart, and snapped:

"You have already discussed this privately; who are you putting on this show for? If you want something, just say it straight!"

Once this statement, which seemed tough but was actually full of retreat, was made, Mage Tailun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Elder Ankalita secretly breathed a sigh of relief, not wanting to provoke the Cormanthor Elf too much, and hurriedly picked up the conversation:

"The key to this problem actually lies in the assessment and investigation of Supermagic Events; one cannot simply make a judgment based solely on Monitoring Divine Art."

"Are you questioning the main deity?" Adimain immediately retorted.

"I dare not question the main deity, but it is an indisputable fact that Monitoring Divine Art cannot determine the specific individuals involved in Supermagic Events."

"Hmph!"

Adimain let out a cold snort and stopped speaking. He had figured it out: in today's situation, the more he said, the more he would err, and it would only directly lower his standing with the Crown King.

At the same time, having calmed down, he also realized that with the Small Nations Alliance now a foregone conclusion, what decision this meeting would eventually make was actually irrelevant.

As long as the Magic Restriction Treaty was not abolished, no matter what decision was made, it would not compare to the impact of the rise of the Sixth Pole force on Cormanthor.

And even with the rise of the Sixth Pole force of the Small Nations Alliance, compared to the past, they had only barely gained the ability to protect themselves; they were far from having enough to be enterprising.

In the long run, it was far less of a threat to Cormanthor than Netheril.

The only troublesome thing was that Akaola had become harder to conquer, but even without the Small Nations Alliance, would Netheril, Yierlan, or even Yierlan just watch idly as Cormanthor unified the Listar Forest?

Having cleared up the key points, Adimain's mind became more active. His luck today was indeed poor, as he happened to run into this Small Nations Alliance business.

Recalling some information his subordinates had investigated earlier, even without his presence, Netheril would likely still have instigated the Small Nations Alliance!

How could a wise ruler like His Majesty Yilisaier not see through these things?

Thinking again that he had been in Evereska for over a year and was familiar with the many affairs of the Northland Alliance, perhaps His Majesty really had other important uses for him when he recalled him.

At this thought, Adimain's mood underwent a super reversal. Looking at the performances of the various parties at today's meeting again, he felt he needed to do something.

……

Just as Adimain's thoughts were shifting, a new proposal had already been put forward in the Covenant Hall by Elder Ankalita of Evereska:

"I propose the establishment of a brand-new agency under the Alliance Headquarters, with members serving as commissioners dispatched by the various nations of the Alliance, specializing in the assessment and investigation of Supermagic Events."

"Netheril agrees!"

"Yierlan agrees!"

"Yierlan agrees!"

"Danzo agrees!"

……

The voting process was very rapid, especially after the four major powers like Netheril took the lead in expressing their stance, and the other nations followed suit one after another. In the end, only Cormanthor and its vassal Shafeier had yet to express their stance.

In reality, at this stage of the vote, no matter how Cormanthor struggled, it would have no impact on the final result. In order not to provoke Cormanthor too much, Elder Ankalita was already prepared to announce that the proposal had passed.

It was just that at this moment, someone was unwilling to let Cormanthor save face. Badijiaer slowly stood up and questioned Adimain: "Representative of Cormanthor, regarding this proposal, do you agree, oppose, or abstain? You must have a stance! Even if you don't express your own, you cannot delay Prince Yibeke!"

Prince Yibeke was the representative sent by Shafeier to attend this Alliance meeting. He himself was the younger brother of the contemporary Dwarf King of Shafeier and was also a powerful military governor.

Although it was an indisputable fact that Shafeier had become a vassal of Cormanthor, being pointed out in public for this vassal relationship made Prince Yibeke's face turn almost as black as the bottom of a pot.

Yet he was unable to refute it, and didn't even dare to refute it.