in the name of the queen.

With the sudden appearance of the handsome white mage, the remaining members of the dark clan all retreated and surrounded the fallen Christine. They would take action immediately if the negotiations broke down.

Christine's vibration consumed a huge amount of energy in the space, so she took the opportunity to catch her breath, and her feet naturally did not move at all.

Sif, who had killed the blood demon on the periphery, walked slowly to Roland to increase his bargaining chips.

She said nothing and handed the lead in the negotiations to Roland.

"It's far from enough. Who can guarantee that you will keep your word?" Roland shook his head slowly. He put his hands behind his back and handed the endless letter to Sif. Then he used sign language to briefly introduce the purpose of this piece of letter paper.

Seeing this uniquely shaped letter paper, Sif's face changed slightly.

Roland's first letter home after arriving in the Vladimir Empire was written on the same stationery.

When she received the letter from home, she immediately judged that the material of the letter paper was of good quality, but she didn't know it had such an amazing function.

Sif suddenly thought of something. Sophia saw all the correspondence between her and Roland clearly.

Her cheeks flushed and she cursed Sophia in her heart.

Shameless old maid, do you like to pry into other people's privacy so much?

In anger, Sif suddenly felt a chill on her back. When she was writing the letter, she had no idea that Sophia could see the contents, so she spoke without restraint.

Insulting names such as old maid were constantly used, and Sophia's policies on governing the country were mercilessly criticized.

The old guy wouldn’t be really angry, would he?

Sif felt a little guilty, but then she became confident.

She has nothing to feel guilty about, it's not her fault. She was telling the truth, Sophia's peeping was a bad character, why should she be held responsible?

Although she kept repeating to herself that "it's okay", Sif still stood behind Roland with a guilty conscience and said nothing.

Roland didn't notice Sif's expression. Business was more important. He didn't have time to ask Sif if it was difficult to deal with the blood demon. He could only give her a look that reassured her.

The elves have the means to restrain the blood demon, so don't worry too much.

Instead, he was injured while protecting Christine who went berserk on the battlefield. This is the professional characteristic of the Paladin, he must sacrifice himself to protect his teammates.

The handsome white devil was not surprised by Roland's questioning.

Questioning the identity of the negotiating party is done, firstly, to ensure that the negotiations are meaningful, and secondly, to overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum during the negotiation.

No matter how you explain it, you will lose in momentum.

The handsome white devil let out a wanton and hearty laugh, and his flamboyant voice echoed over the ruins of the concert hall:

"As the descendant of the Dark Lord and the third Archon of the Dark Side, I need to prove that I am qualified to negotiate. This is a huge joke. If you think I am not qualified, then let's not talk."

The handsome white devil's counterattack is also in line with the principles of negotiation.

Don’t fall into the self-certification trap.

If someone says you are not qualified, just explain it. You are weak from the beginning.

The handsome white devil's counterattack was too much for the last remaining darkin, at least in his eyes. As the direct descendant of the darkin king, he was qualified to say such things.

Facing the counterattack of the handsome white devil, Roland smiled slightly and ended the game with just one sentence.

"This isn't the Dark Side, this is Rodinia."

The handsome white devil's expression remained calm, but Roland accurately caught a hint of anger in his eyes.

Roland could understand his annoyance.

To be fair, Roland's negotiation skills were somewhat barbaric.

He was too lazy to reason and just pointed out the core advantages.

Although the dark descendants and their minions temporarily have the upper hand in the small local battlefield of the concert hall ruins, humans have an unshakable advantage in the battle for the entire plane.

There was one thing Roland didn't say explicitly, but he knew the other party understood that if the Darkin really had the ability to fight head-on, there would be no need to come in secret.

Unless the handsome white demon could keep Roland and the others, he would be at a disadvantage in the negotiations.

If he had the upper hand, it would be Roland who would be the one threatening to self-destruct with the [chain] tied around his body.

After an unspeakable silence, the handsome white devil spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders casually, and laughed at himself:

"I can't scare you. You win."

Although he was at a disadvantage, the handsome white devil still refused to give up.

Roland has an advantage, so he should find a way to downplay it.

His statement can be roughly interpreted as "Oh, I was just joking, why are you taking it so seriously?" or "You can't take a joke, can you?"

Facing the handsome white devil's glib talk, Roland looked at him expressionlessly, as if he were looking at a clown.

If you are at a disadvantage, you have to act like a disadvantage. There is no way to get away with it.

In order to avoid talking nonsense, Roland turned his gaze to Christine, who had recovered a lot of strength.

That's how negotiations work, someone always has to play the good cop and the bad cop.

Roland couldn't put some pressure on himself, otherwise the negotiations would break down on the spot.

Someone is needed to apply pressure.

No one is more suitable than Christine, who represents light.

Her cold voice sounded like a death sentence.

"Light descends, darkness retreats, and no one can change that. Even if the price is my own life, I will destroy the space rift, and what awaits you will be endless space turbulence."

The handsome white devil's already fair face was devoid of any color.

For some people, threatening words would even excite their enemies, but Christine was different. She was really brave.

Sacrificing one's own life to destroy someone with opposing beliefs is indeed something a fanatic would do.

The atmosphere was silent again.

The handsome white devil did not continue to provoke Christine, nor did he question whether the other party still had the ability to destroy after his physical strength was severely depleted.

Even if Christine had a one percent chance, he wouldn't dare to gamble.

This is the only way for the great Demon King (a respectful title for the Darkin King among the Darkin) to return home.

The mere act of gambling on whether the Demon Emperor's path back is smooth is a great disrespect to His Majesty the Demon Emperor, and he must commit suicide to atone for the sin.

After a suffocating silence, the handsome white devil raised the white flag.

"You win, state the terms. Return is irreversible, but everything else can be discussed."

"Before the formal negotiations begin, please allow me to introduce myself. Milones, the third consul, is mainly responsible for diplomacy and the arts."

Roland smiled and nodded, then said calmly, "Although you must know it, I'll still give you a brief introduction."

“Your negotiation partner is
The Caesar of the Sussex Empire, the Duke of Suwig; the Prime Minister of the Golden Kite Republic, the Duke of Bordeaux; the Cardinal Minister of the Vladimir Empire, the Duke of Kazan; and the Chief Advisor of the Kingdom of Talia and the new Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Tyrol, Roland. The middle name and surname are a bit long, so I won’t read them out. ”

After the introduction, Roland himself felt a little uncomfortable.

Unconsciously, he already had so many titles and identities. With each additional territory, he would add a suffix to his name.

If his name continues to expand like this, it will only be a matter of time before it becomes too long for the Death Note to contain.

This was just the main title, he didn't even add the secondary territories and titles.

After listening to Roland's introduction, Christine corrected him somewhat dissatisfiedly: "Roland, the Knight of Light." "Of course I will not forget my identity as the Knight of Light, but I don't want Mr. Milones to feel too constrained during the negotiations."

“The light will always remain in my heart.”

He looked so pious that Milones felt like vomiting.

If he didn't know Roland, he might have really believed it, but he was very clear about Roland's deeds.

He couldn't help but mocked, "There was once an outstanding genius in the history of the dark side, but his style of doing things was despised by everyone. He changed his surname three times, so he was called the Three Surnames. Even if he saw you, he would have to admit defeat."

A normal person would be ashamed or at least furious upon hearing such ridicule, but Roland laughed happily.

"I am different from him. He changed his last name three times, and I guess he was unhappy every time. I just added a suffix to my name. Even if I get a new identity, I will not betray my previous identity."

“If you don’t believe me, you can ask the countries and organizations I have served. Are they satisfied?”

Roland cast a questioning look at Christine.

Christine nodded slowly. Although she didn't say anything, she completely agreed with Roland's point of view.

Although Roland's faith is still not strong enough, his attitude towards light is good.

She could give Roland ninety-nine points.

One point was deducted because Roland could have done better and could have regarded light as the only thing.

The flaws outweigh the merits, and she is very satisfied with Roland.

Their eyes met in the air, and everything was said without words.

Milones felt inexplicably irritated.

He originally wanted to use a notorious figure from the dark side to stigmatize Roland, but he didn't expect Roland to fight back head-on, using his trump card rhetoric: "My clients are very satisfied, why are you, a spectator, talking so much?"

He was choked and speechless.

Although this rhetoric was suspected of being a sophistry, and Roland serving five countries at the same time was somewhat shocking, but the heads of state of each country were satisfied, and it was indeed not his turn to talk nonsense.

Sif, who was reporting the progress to Sophia through Endless Letter behind Roland, was getting anxious as she could not wait for a reply. She felt even worse when she saw Roland and Christine looking at each other in tacit understanding out of the corner of her eye.

She quickly wrote a new message urging for more updates on the endless note paper.

"Old maid, tell me whether you want to accept it or not!"

It was not easy to insult Sophia, foul language was meaningless, and attacking her character would make her laugh.

The most common means of attack, directly greeting her parents, was useless to her.

Her parents were dead, dead in every sense of the word.

They had already died physically, and because they used Sophia as a political bargaining chip to speed up the formation of the Holy Alliance, the only family affection they had disappeared.

The so-called parents are no different from passers-by in Sophia's eyes.

She is a powerful being who has existed since the Age of Gods. Her real parents died in the Second Age, and she has been reincarnated countless times, so they are no longer destined to be together.

Even if she missed them, she would only miss her parents at that time.

Calling her shameless, cold-blooded and cruel is even more ridiculous.

Only by attacking her failed marriage and the unbearable past of being subjected to cold violence by her ex-husband will there be a chance to break her defense.

And this attack must come from someone of weight, such as Sif.

Perhaps it was because this sentence was powerful enough, or perhaps it was because the insult to Sophia triggered the awakening condition, and the reply came quickly.

"I have noted your attack. Tell them to get out of Rodinia and go to the Southern Continent. That is their homeland. Since they want to return home, let them carry it out to the end. Let Roland handle the other conditions himself."

Sif breathed a sigh of relief, but soon she couldn't breathe anymore.

Wait, Roland is allowed to decide the conditions on his own?
If Sophia knew that the person who wrote the letter was Roland, her reply should be "You make your own conditions."

Sif was a little frustrated that she thought she could imitate Roland's handwriting perfectly, but was exposed in the end. She was also re-evaluating her understanding of Sophia and Endless Letter.

Even though I can't see it, I can still determine that she wrote it for me through special means. She is really strong.

Sif truly realized the gap between her and Sophia.

This time her reply was much softer in tone.

"I see, thank you."

After writing these soft words that were almost an apology, Sif breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little lost.

She longed to face Sophia one-on-one instead of being timid like she was now.

Fortunately, she is not without hope.

She accidentally entered the world of flower sea from her dream. She thought it was just a dream, but later she entered the empty flower sea again.

Everything in the sea of ​​flowers is so real, and she can move freely in the dream sea of ​​flowers.

It doesn't feel like a dream, but more like the real world connected through a dream.

She liked this sea of ​​flowers that brought back memories of the past. After all, she found her severed and lost feet in this sea of ​​flowers. She now had a flawless body and the confidence to challenge Sophia.

Although she has a trump card, Sif is still wary of Sophia.

She really couldn't figure out how Sophia knew everything.

She was quite sure that Sophia had no insight.

Her insight is not magic, nor is it a skill, but a unique trait and an innate powerful ability.

As long as she is alive, there will be no one else in this world with similar abilities.

Sif was three parts curious and seven parts distressed.

She had to keep a low profile until she could figure out how Sophia was observing.

The negotiation had a basic framework, and the next step was to correct the details. Roland and Milones went to a deserted place to have a fierce confrontation.

They haggled over every compensation clause.

The essence of diplomacy is the exchange of interests and compromise. When it comes to business, Roland and Milones will naturally not be polite to each other.

Just as Sif was feeling anxious, Christine was expressionless, and Roland and Milones were having a heated discussion, no one noticed that a lady with a cold face was sitting in a cafe across the square, silently watching everything that was happening in the square.

The owner of the cafe actively evacuated customers after the battle in the square began. Everyone else ran away, but she was the only one who could not be persuaded. The owner did not want to drive away the customers, so he had to abandon the cafe and run away.

If you don’t leave, I will!

The boss's thinking was very clear, and he achieved reverse expulsion without driving away customers.

Sophia thought highly of the owner of the cafe. She quietly placed two gold coins on the plate of snacks as a tip, put down her empty cup with satisfaction, and got up to leave.

There are many ways to solve the problem. The real world is not a math problem and the answer may not be unique.

She could see Sif's nervousness clearly, and she could probably guess what Sif was worried about.

High-end observers often require only the most unpretentious skills.

If you can't see clearly from too far away, then get closer.

Drinking coffee and watching a show at this distance is indeed a good pastime.

Sophia lazily pulled up her collar and walked towards another alley like an ordinary citizen, as if she had never appeared before. (End of this chapter)