The more the Moxi Duchy Government admitted their mistakes with the right attitude, the lower the chances of the Elf Race taking action.
As for the win or loss at the negotiation table, since they had already secured the real benefits, they had to save face for the Elf Race so they could step down gracefully!
"Hmph!
Then let him hurry up; I don't have time to waste."
Derris feigned anger as she spoke.
She had not a shred of fondness for those who were not punctual. Yet, the troubles in Moxi Duchy were what she wanted to see.
Deep inside, she couldn't help but sigh, "Thank goodness the Human Race loves infighting; otherwise, the species of the entire Continent would truly be in danger."
If not for the inconvenience of relocating the Elf's Mother Tree, the Elf Race might have followed in the footsteps of the Dragon Race, migrated out of the Continent of Aslante, and settled overseas.
It's truly exhausting to be neighbors with the Human Race.
