The Spirit World

Chapter 543 The Eve of Tamaka's Hymn
[“Can I…really shoulder my fate?”]

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A black horse was galloping on the official road. The black horse was panting, and the rider, whose face was covered by black clothes, was also panting slightly. He whipped the horse faster and was full of murderous intent.

The horse leaped through the thorns like a sharp blade piercing through the white moonlight, and the man ran into the tent. Before he arrived, his voice came first, and he shouted loudly!

"Congratulations, Lord Ning, on the birth of your son. Both mother and child are safe."

"Really? That's great!" The man at the desk was handsome, with armor and fine clothes matching each other. His joy made the armor intersect, making a sound of Hujia.

"Congratulations, brother, on the birth of your baby. Congratulations, sister-in-law, both mother and child are safe. Our Ning family has a new addition." The man sitting at another table stood up with great joy. They looked somewhat similar, and it turned out that they were brothers.

The elder brother is Ning Ji and the younger brother is Ning Qing.

"That's great, Ning Qing." Ning Ji joyfully held Ning Qing's hand. He hugged Ning Ji tightly and cried with joy: "I'm a father now, I'm a father now!"

"Yes, brother, you have become a father now." Ning Qing ordered the kneeling scout: "Pass the order down, everyone in the army, give wine and prepare a banquet to congratulate my brother on the birth of his son!"

"promise!"

After the scout left, Ning Ji's joy subsided a little, and his happy look made Ning Qing laugh as well.

"In Bailing Mountain, the person I miss the most is Yinglan. It's good that mother and child are safe." Ning Ji sat down slowly and calmed down again: "Now, I feel relieved."

"I think my sister-in-law will be relieved to know that my brother is so concerned about her." Ning Qing also sat down slowly, as if the impact of the news had passed and they had to calm down again. They were looking at the same document, which was a treaty with many clauses.

It is called the New Testament.

The New Covenant is very long, with dozens of provisions that include the word "inviolability". The rules and regulations for the signatories are even more numerous.

"Let's get back to the topic just now. We can't be too relaxed. Things here are extremely tricky and we can't be relaxed." Ning Ji looked at the treaty very seriously with his black pupils. As the father of a newborn child, he was so calm that he needed great restraint. He pointed to a mark with his hand, which was the section of the treaty that could not be accurately defined in words.

"It's not easy to define the ownership of [Yellowstone Mountain]. I'm afraid it will become a controversial point in the next war between the two sides. We must define it accurately. We can't just use the boundary of Yellowstone Mountain. We also need to clearly state the ownership of Yellowstone Mountain and the affiliated caves within a ten-mile radius. You have to know that Yellowstone Mountain is on the border of the empire, but those affiliated caves sometimes extend to the border of the principality. I have explored it, and the caves of Yellowstone Mountain stop within a ten-mile radius around it. Using this as the boundary can prevent any trouble." Ning Ji used red ink to dot the brush and marked the place where Yellowstone Mountain was.

[The land within a radius of ten miles around Huangshi Mountain belongs to the Principality.]

"Will it be too late to give in? Can the Principality accept it?" Ning Qing looked at Ning Ji's markings and frowned slightly. He looked at the map. Ten miles was not a small number.

"I think it should be possible. After all, we have already given up the territory of [Pengshachi Sea], where there is a rich and characteristic sand sea fishery. However, our territory is a ten-mile range of Pengshachi Sea close to the western coastal border of the empire. Any circle to the north is a concession, which is equivalent to giving them the entire sea." Ning Ji pointed to the seashore on the north shore map.

"I mean, will the emperor be willing to give in?" Ming Qing thought for a moment: "Even if the emperor doesn't say it, he won't do a business that loses money."

"Of course we are willing to do so. The fishing industry in the north is really underdeveloped. We can supply the whole country with the coastline in the south. Besides, the ten-mile radius here is absolutely incomparable to the ten-mile radius of the mountain mine. Even if we fish for a hundred years, it is not as good as ten years of mining. This deal is worthwhile." Ning Ji paused: "Maybe it's not worthwhile, because they may fill up the sand sea, which covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles."

"That's impossible. When they come tomorrow, none of our maps will be the same. What should we do? We've been working on this for a long time." Ning Qing asked, handing his unmodified map to Ning Ji, who repeatedly counted the traces of modification on it.

"No, Commander Brian's meaning is very clear. The Principality will make the greatest concessions on the basis of at least respect so that the war can end as soon as possible. We must find the problems in the details of this new treaty as soon as possible, and we can't let the controversial points become minefields again. General Bai Huangyi is in a bad situation in Tamoka. After all, the anger of the soldiers cannot be eliminated by a ceasefire." Ning Ji repeated his search for problems in the details so that all the disputed lands could be confirmed. The more careful he was, the more serious he became.

"Well. We can only hope so. We can only try our best." Ning Qing looked at the red dots on the map. The land lost due to the war and the land gained that needed to be returned were clearly marked.

Not only Huangshi Mountain and Pengsha Lake, but also many border areas.

At this time, Ning Ji's son, who was born in the misty fairy mountain, had actually been born for a few days.

He lay obediently in the arms of his mother Chang Yinglan and slept.

Chang Yinglan lay on the bed, holding her forehead and fanning her son with a small fan.

"Your name is Ning Yufeng, my dear baby. You are so ugly and cute. Only your big dark eyes look like me and your father." Chang Yinglan gently put her hand on the child's chubby face and touched it lightly. The child seemed to feel the touch of her fingers in his sleep. He pursed his lips sweetly and drooled a little.

Chang Yinglan smiled and slowly wiped his saliva.

"Tell me, when you grow up, will you be a great general like your father? The head of Bailing Mountain is so majestic. Grow up quickly, little cutie, and help your father share some of his worries. Be upright and be a real man~"

Chang Yinglan caresses the child's nose gently with her hand lovingly. The child feels the touch again, and although he does not open his eyes, he tries to grab Chang Yinglan's hand. Chang Yinglan did not expect the child to do this. She is surprised and relieved to be gently held by his little hand. For the first time, she feels that life is so fragile in front of her, and yet can touch her heart so amazingly.

"Please give me your guidance, Ning Yufeng, my child."

Flying cranes fly through the mountains of Bailing Mountain. Legend has it that they are fairies that deliver children and will bring good luck to children.

These flying cranes soared in the clouds, like rows of black and white oil paintings, and landed in the empire's capital [Huadu].

"Empress, it's... a daughter..." A nanny sadly held a crying baby in front of the Empress, who was struggling in pain and had finally eased a little. The Empress looked at the baby, which still had a trace of fetal blood, and forced herself to wave her hands, shedding two lines of tears. She didn't know whether it was because of the pain or because it was a girl who was born.

Crows roam almost every corner of Tamocha. They are fans of carrion, and here, their food is everywhere.

The trauma of war made the place mournful and lifeless. "Blair, as long as we understand, all our efforts will be rewarded. And you will be the greatest contributor and receive the greatest praise." The young man with six beards stood in front of an officer who was holding his head high. The officer was also young and dashing. Under the dim tent lights, everything about them was so dim that only half of their faces could be illuminated. The fresh and clean young faces were out of tune with the chaotic battlefield of Tamoka.

"Sir Ao Chen, don't say that. Without you, I don't think I would be able to bring together the award winners from various countries. The help of the Ancient Dragon Clan is crucial to us. I always believe that the balance of power is the key to peace." Blair's profile was clearly visible under the light, and his rank of colonel shone exceptionally brightly under the light.

Ao Chen looked at his handsome profile and smiled brightly: "No, no, it's my honor to be friends with a young and promising guy like you. Only by coexisting peacefully can the people of the world no longer suffer. This should be the result that everyone wants to see."

"Yes, the war is too cruel. We can't let it continue. Once the new treaty is completed, peace will not be far away, and our efforts will not be in vain." Blair lit a cigarette. The match lit the cigarette with a chua sound, and the smoke rose slowly, like a long dragon rising into the sky under the dim light. With the help of the match's fire, Ao Chen saw Blair's handsome and slightly dull face in the dark. He had seen his face countless times, but he never got tired of it. With his lofty ambitions, the handsomeness of this face shone brightly in the red light of the match.

"Yes, as long as we are here, the New Covenant will be binding. We will guard the peace! Together, we will fight for peace!" Ao Chen shouted loudly with great dignity. He shouted loudly the peace slogan in Tamokha.

We guard the peace.

Let us fight for peace together.

"Ao Chen, thank you for your support. Without you, I wouldn't have come this far, and I wouldn't have been so determined." Blair smiled, and smiled under Ao Chen's gaze. Ao Chen rubbed his nose and scratched his head happily, saying: "No, no, I was thinking, you have also accomplished a lot for me. You made me understand that there are fighters in this world who fight for their ideals. I need to learn everything about you. Blair!"

"Hahaha, I'm not that good." Blair also rubbed his nose. They were like two brothers, doing the same action: "I have a lot of bad habits. If you want to learn from me, you will be miserable."

"Hahaha, you are so humble." Longxu Gong followed behind him and looked at those broad shoulders, feeling an indescribable sense of silence.

He was a little dazed, wondering if this person was so great, or if he was too small.

Blair's wife and children died on the battlefield, and he lost his beautiful eyesight in the war. He almost lost too much for peace.

Now, Ao Chen blinked his eyes in a trance, but a flash of light suddenly appeared and forced him to blink again.

【Ding--】

It was like the crisp sound of a nail falling on a stone.

Ao Chen opened his eyes and saw Blair's tall figure staggering.

"What's wrong with you, Blair?" Ao Chen walked forward puzzledly, wanting to support Blair, but found that Blair had already leaned forward, so he had to quickly grab Blair's shoulders with his arm.

The unfinished cigarette rolled to the ground. Ao Chen stared at Blair's falling fingers in horror. His fingers fell vertically, swaying in the air and rubbing against the ground. Ao Chen's pupils widened in disbelief.

He looked around blankly, the ancient dragon's powerful heart was beating violently. He was in disbelief, even madness, and glared at the deserted military camp with bloodshot eyes.

"Blair!!!" he shouted, unable to believe that he was in his own barracks. He shouted and tried to pick up the immobile body.

"Blair, hold on! Hold on! Blair! I'll take you to treatment right away." Ao Chen bit the thin blood vessels on his hand with his dragon fangs. The golden dragon blood suddenly splattered on the ground. He brought Blair's mouth close to his arm, but couldn't let Blair drink, because the dead would not respond to him.

He sucked his own blood in big gulps, and then spit the ancient dragon's blood into Blair's mouth. After a while, Blair's heartbeat began to beat weakly, but unexpectedly, the ancient dragon's blood only sustained the heartbeat for one second before it was of no use.

He thought his ancient dragon blood was enough to sustain him until the medical camp, but when Blair lay quietly on the hospital bed, he burst into tears and made a wailing sound that only belonged to the ancient dragon clan.

All creatures trembled, including the elves in the elven camp.

An elf with black light wings appeared in the elf camp. She became more dignified step by step and walked back to the camp with her head held high.

"Sora, where have you been? I asked you to draw a map! But you just ran away!"

An elf wearing a crown blocked her way. The same black wings made them look almost identical. Their faces were so beautiful that there were only slight differences, and the only difference was the markings on their wings.

"【Rafusos】, I thought it was someone else. Aren't you also wandering around outside?"

"Wandering around? Sora, you mean wandering around? You can go out and wander around for such an important painting job?" Rafsos's crown was askew, and she was shaking with anger: "If you want to be in the Dark Elf Tribe, you can go back to the kingdom now and don't come here again. You are so undisciplined and uneducated!"

"No manners? Rafthos, do you think you are well-mannered if you yell like that?" Sora pointed at Rafthos' nose and cursed: "If it weren't for your weakness and incompetence, our Dark Elf tribe wouldn't have been the first to bear the brunt of the attack. We lost so many elven brothers and sisters, and it's all your fault!"

Sora looked at Rafsos and cursed him angrily, "Humph, there is an elf elder like you! I have wanted to leave the Elf Kingdom for a long time! Never see you again! Incompetent Black Elf King!"

"Go away! Who would take in a scum like you who has no sense of collective honor and doesn't follow the rules of God?" Rafusos gritted his teeth.

Sora flew up into the sky on his black wings, cursing at Raftsos.

Rafusos broke the bow in anger and looked at Sora who had disappeared. He had no other options, or rather, no follow-up options.

Elves must abide by the rules of God. If they don’t, how can they be called elves!

Damn unruly Sora, he doesn't deserve to be an elf.

(End of this chapter)