Chapter 732: Conspiracy, Deadline

Just as Xia Duo was busy interviewing the low-level Mages of the Tower of Time, far away in the eastern Cormanthyr, the Great Arcanist Lander lost his composure in front of an Elf for the first time.

Halfway through the pre-war meeting, he simply slammed the table and walked out; it wasn't that the meeting had decided to use him as cannon fodder—if that were truly the case, he wouldn't have been this angry.

Lander had arrived in Cormanthyr after the Midsummer Festival, and it had been nearly two months now; not to mention driving the Drow back underground, he hadn't even destroyed the Magic Core that was channeling the Dragon Madness Mythallar.

It wasn't that it couldn't be destroyed, but that the operation hadn't even begun.

Naturally, Lander wasn't worried about Cormanthyr—after all, it was Elves dying, not humans—and he already knew there was no Dragon Disaster in his own country, but he could not accept wasting a full two months here.

If there had been any progress in these two months, it was likely that the Northland Alliance, pushed by Illefarn, had finally notified all the countries that needed to know.

As for when this Northland Alliance could actually be established, Lander, having already wasted two months, even doubted whether he would live to see it formed!

"Mage Lander, may I come in?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Lander's temper flared up again; it was the constant stalling by Mage Tailun of Illefarn that had hindered the operation and caused his desire to examine the Magic Core to be repeatedly thwarted.

Lander took a deep breath, "Mage Tailun, come in!"

His door was not closed, but the habitual manners of the Elf meant Tailun would not barge into a human's room, so he had called out from the courtyard.

Now granted permission, Tailun drifted into Lander's room like a gust of wind, as calm and composed as ever, but it was precisely this that made Lander even angrier.

"I say, Mage Tailun, when exactly will we attack the Magic Core? I have many matters to attend to back home and really don't want to waste any more time here!"

"Mage Lander, don't be angry, it's coming soon, very soon!" Mage Tailun was not as arrogant as the Gold Elves of Cormanthyr; although this was partly because Lander was an equal, his attitude had to be said to be quite sincere.

It was just that when sincere words were spoken too often, it was inevitable to doubt the sincerity within; take Lander at this moment, for instance—he had lost count of how many times he had heard Mage Tailun say it was coming soon.

But today, he would no longer be deceived by Tailun's facade, "Mage Tailun, I don't care what plans Illefarn has; if we cannot launch an attack within a month, then I can only choose to leave!"

Lander had come to support Cormanthyr, but it wasn't just for support; he mostly wanted to glimpse the mysteries of the Mythallar through the Magic Core built by the Drow.

But if the price was wasting a large amount of his precious time here, he would rather think of other ways.

Lander's deadline, which did not seem feigned, caused Tailun's expression to change; he still did not want to miss out on a combatant at the level of a High Mage.

"Mage Lander, I can understand your feelings, and you must also believe me; I absolutely have no intention of deliberately stalling, and at this moment, I even hope more than you do that we can launch the operation immediately."

"Hmph!"

"Mage Lander, I believe you will receive news before long. However, given the relationship between our two countries, I can tell you in advance: a Green Dragon not controlled by the Dragon Madness is currently controlling a squad of Red Dragons to wreak havoc in the north of our country, and they have already destroyed several towns! It has caused very serious losses!"

Speaking of his own country's disaster in front of a human, Tailun's expression was very heavy; under these circumstances, even his pale gold, metal-like skin seemed to lose some of its luster.

And opposite him, Lander was stunned to hear this news and found it hard to believe; in his days in Cormanthyr, he had already seen many dragons in a state of madness.

Only the Drow could control them, and even Cormanthyr couldn't do it; for a Green Dragon not controlled by the Dragon Madness to control a squad of Red Dragons sounded like a lie made up on the spot.

But at the same time, it was also hard to fabricate; just as Tailun said, whether it was true or false would be known in time. Surely Illefarn wouldn't destroy its own towns just to round out this lie?

"Was it done by the Drow?" Lander took the initiative to ask.

He knew that the Drow had sent a large number of Scouts and assassins outside of Cormanthyr; although the vast majority had been cleared out, who could guarantee there wouldn't be any stragglers?

A Drow running to Illefarn to create chaos with the intention of reducing the pressure on Cormanthyr was a very reasonable deduction.

But Tailun shook his head, "We haven't found any traces of the Drow behind this incident in our country; on the contrary—"

"On the contrary, what?" Lander asked subconsciously, but when he saw where Tailun's gaze was fixed, he immediately realized: on the contrary, they might have found traces of Cormanthyr!

He cast an inquiring look at Tailun, and Tailun nodded silently.

Currently, the Drow in Cormanthyr had been contained within a certain range; although they hadn't been driven underground yet, there had been very few reports of Drow attacks recently.

Perhaps Cormanthyr had already reached some sort of unspeakable agreement with the Drow!

Tailun never overestimated the bottom line of those remnants of Aryvandaar, but he still didn't quite believe that the Drow, who had been buried deep underground for endless years, would be willing to cooperate with those remnants of Aryvandaar.

After all, it was Aryvandaar that had been the main force in sending the Yilisirui Wangguo and its vassals underground!

It was more likely that Cormanthyr had concealed their research progress regarding the Dragon Madness Mythallar; this was what Tailun least wanted to see, as it meant that as long as Cormanthyr was willing, they could, like the Drow, establish a Magic Core to guide the Dragon Madness at any time.

Or even worse, Cormanthyr had already built the Magic Core!

Under such circumstances, the significance of attacking the Drow's Magic Core had changed; this might be the only chance to obtain data on the Dragon Madness Mythallar!

Inside the room, the human and the Elf were silent with each other, only Tailun was considering how to speed up the operation, while Lander was worrying about whether there were conspiracies hidden within Netheril.

"Let's set the limit at one month. If we don't launch an attack within a month, I will request that my country withdraw all support and organize a separate operation. I believe that apart from Akaola, no country would want to see a Dragon Disaster run rampant."

Tailun said firmly.

Lander nodded reluctantly; without people from Cormanthyr acting as the main force, it was perfectly feasible for them to organize an operation alone, he just feared Cormanthyr might stir up some other trouble.

However, no matter how much he worried, this matter still had to be done. Soon, the two reached an agreement on some intentions regarding the subsequent independent operation, and Tailun left.

Lander then contacted his country, briefly introduced the situation here, and focused on the independent operation mentioned by Tailun.