Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　In this crucial negotiation, they did their utmost to try to secure more benefits for the human society represented by the United Nations, but they clearly felt powerless in the face of Moloss's tough stance and demanding requirements.

　There was no other way; this was the price of defeat in the war.

　Under Morrow's unequivocal threat of force, Richard and Gerald, no matter how much they wanted to argue their case, had to compromise on certain points.

　For example, they had to acknowledge the validity of the secret pact they had signed, namely that the ownership of Australia already belonged to the necromancer.

　Even this compromise failed to satisfy Moros's appetite.

　From the necromancer's perspective, this negotiation was a perfect opportunity for him to press his advantage and let those in power at the top of the human society pyramid amass a fortune.

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　How could he possibly let such an opportunity slip by?

　Therefore, Moros firmly insisted on the ownership of New Zealand and the issue of reparations amounting to 1.5 trillion Mullard currency.

　On the other hand, the UN mission represented by Richard and Gerard appeared to be in a rather passive position.

　Having already paid the price in Australia, those in power behind them are clearly unwilling to escalate the situation further.

　Without the support of those in power, Richard and Gerald, the two negotiators, lost the confidence to continue the negotiations.

　Sensing this, Moros decided to give a heads-up to the carnivores who seemed to have some memory problems.

　He wanted to use his own methods to make those in power at the top of human society understand that the power and determination of necromancers should not be underestimated.

　As negotiations entered their third day, the atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

　"Whoo~"

　Richard sighed, looking somewhat tired. He rubbed his forehead, took a sip of water, and then slowly spoke.

　"Your Excellency Moros, please forgive my bluntness, but your conditions are far too demanding, and the United Nations is unlikely to agree to them."

　Moros crossed his arms and leaned back in the hotel's comfortable chair, a mysterious smile on his face.

　He looked at the UN delegation with an air of composure, as if everything was under his control.

　“Mr. Richard, I think you’ll change your mind soon.”

　Moros’s tone revealed an undeniable confidence.

　What did he mean by that? Could it be that...?

　Upon hearing this, Richard felt a sense of doubt.

　However, before he could think about it, there was a knock on the closed door of the conference room.

　All eyes in the delegation turned to the doorway, where an officer walked in with a solemn expression.

　Richard saw the officer's expression and a strong sense of unease suddenly welled up inside him, as if he had a premonition that something bad was about to happen.

　Sure enough, the officer walked straight to Richard, handed him a report, and then hurriedly left the conference room, his disheveled figure as if he were fleeing something terrible.

　Richard opened the report with a somewhat bewildered feeling, and then he was shocked by its contents.

　Just last night, the undead legion launched another fierce attack.

　This time, with the help of the necromancer's magic, the undead army broke through the strong defenses set up on the outskirts of the city.

　Now, the ghostly dragons soaring through the sky can be seen with the naked eye by civilians in the cities behind the defense line.

　"I protest! I strongly protest your initiation of war during peace negotiations, which is a complete violation of international laws of war!"

　Richard stood up angrily, his voice filled with righteous indignation.

　However, Moros scoffed at this, giving a dismissive laugh as he replied.

　"Rules? Who made the rules? When have I ever acknowledged the rules you guys made!"

　Richard was speechless at Morros's answer, and his face full of anger, he suddenly realized that he had made a subconscious mistake.

　He mistakenly believed that necromancers would also abide by the so-called international conventions established by the United Nations.

　However, reality is cruel; Moros never acknowledged these rules and always acted according to his own will.

　For him, the ceasefire conventions during peace talks were nothing more than empty words, having no binding force whatsoever.

　Why would he restrict his actions because of this?

　Richard suddenly realized how powerless his previous protests had been.

　In this cold and ruthless world, rules are often just a tool for the weak to comfort themselves.

　If you want to use rules to restrain the strong, there must be something even stronger than the strong to uphold the authority of the rules.

　However, in the face of a necromancer like Moros, who can truly be called the strongest?

　Taking a deep breath, Richard managed to calm himself down and said in a low voice.

　"Given the changes that have occurred that could affect the outcome of the peace talks, and our inability to verify the authenticity of the information, we request a recess until the information is verified before resuming negotiations."

　After returning to the government building in Fuyuan City, Richard and Gerald, despite their exhaustion, immediately used the highly confidential government communication link to give a detailed report to the United Nations headquarters in the capital of Mu Continent about everything that had happened in the meeting room.

　Subsequently, the two UN delegations' ambassadors and deputy ambassadors received important instructions from the supreme rulers of human society.

　Sigh, it seems the UN is really going to have to spend a lot of money this time.

　With a helpless sigh, Richard and Gerald exchanged a glance and then conveyed their request to the necromancer to continue the talks through official channels.

　Moros had anticipated this moment, so he readily agreed to the UN delegation's request for talks.

　As he had anticipated, in this reconvened meeting, Richard, on behalf of the United Nations, made significant concessions in exchange for progress in the negotiations.

　And a possible opportunity for peace.

　The United Nations not only agreed to pay reparations, but also fully accepted the division of Moloss's sphere of influence in New Zealand.

　Although the United Nations has pledged only 10 billion Muslim-majority dollars in reparations, this is far from the 1.5 trillion Muslim-majority dollars that Moros demanded.

　However, both Morlos and Richard believed that there was still a possibility of reaching a further consensus on the issue of compensation.

　Indeed, as the talks progressed, the situation unfolded in this manner.

　After both sides reached a consensus on the core issue of the division of New Zealand's sphere of influence, Moloss also showed a willingness to compromise on reparations.

　As a result, after repeated talks, the two sides gradually narrowed their differences on the amount of compensation.

　Ultimately, through the joint efforts of both parties, the final amount of compensation was determined.

　One trillion Mu Continent currency!

Chapter 136 Treaty Signing and Reunion

　After a full day of arduous negotiations, Moros and the United Nations finally reached a consensus on the final outcome of the war and jointly signed the Treaty between the Necromancers and the United Nations.

　This landmark Treaty of Fuyuan City details the rights and obligations of both parties.

　I. The United Nations acknowledged the defeat in the war and pledged to provide substantial reparations;

　Second, the United Nations will pay the necromancers one trillion Mu continent currency as war reparations and promises not to interfere with the necromancers' actions in Australia and New Zealand.

　Third, the United Nations unconditionally rescinds all previous sanctions against necromancers and solemnly promises not to reinstate them for any reason.

　IV. Based on the above, the necromancer agrees to end the state of war with the United Nations and work together to restore peaceful and friendly relations;

　V. This treaty shall come into force on the date of its signing.

　Richard was finally relieved when Morros personally signed the Treaty of Fuyuan City.

　Although the United Nations has no power to regulate whether this treaty can be implemented, there is no need to worry that one side will tear up the treaty as soon as it is signed, given that both sides are willing to end the war.

　With the treaty officially in effect, Morros ignored Richard's presence and unhesitatingly used teleportation magic to leave the site of the treaty signing.

　He declined the invitation to a banquet held by the powerful and wealthy in Fuyuan City to celebrate the arrival of peace.

　At this moment, the necromancer's heart was filled with excitement and worry about meeting Alicia, and he had no mood to deal with any banquet.

　Richard frowned slightly at Morlos's rude departure, but ultimately said nothing.

　What right do the losers have to accuse the winners of being disrespectful?

　Deputy Envoy Gerald carefully put away the treaty text personally signed by Morros, and then Richard calmly bid farewell to the dignitaries of Fuyuan City.

　He knew he had many important matters to report to the rulers of human society, so he had no extra time or energy to stay in this land where the powerful and wealthy held delicate positions.

　Richard's abilities speak for themselves; as the head of the UN mission, he naturally possesses keen insight and outstanding problem-solving skills.

　He had already sensed that, following this secret war unknown to the public, the stance of the powerful and influential in Fuyuan City had undergone a subtle shift.

　However, he did not dwell on it too much, but decisively chose to leave and move on.

　So, under the cover of night, Richard and the other UN delegation members boarded a special plane and flew to the capital of Mu.

　After safely returning the massive army of the dead to the cemetery territory through the demiplane portal, Moros did not hesitate to ride the Ghost Dragon and fly swiftly towards the place he had agreed upon with Alicia.

　Today, the necromancer is no longer afraid of his relationship with Alicia, Eden, and others being known.

　The newly signed, still-wet ink "Fuyuan City Treaty" was his most powerful deterrent.

　Having been tempered by this secret war, the ruthlessness and madness displayed by Moros had already deeply penetrated the hearts of those in power at the top of the pyramid of human society.

　No country dared to make any rash moves until it was absolutely certain that it could completely capture Moros.

　Moreover, in order to avoid angering this powerful necromancer, the powerful figures who control the direction of human society on this planet must provide them with meticulous convenience and strict protection.

　This is the advantage that a cold and crazy image can bring.

　If Moros presents himself as a kind and virtuous protagonist, then those powerful figures will have countless ways to manipulate him.

　After all, in this cruel world, good people deserve to have guns pointed at them.

　Of course, the impact of the Fuyuan City Treaty is a matter for the future. For the necromancer at this moment, the more pressing issue is how to face the upcoming reunion with Alicia.

　He knew that in order to reduce the losses of the undead forces and more efficiently annihilate the Allied forces...

　The decision to resolutely unleash the Doomsday Judgment, which is the main force of the military's ground forces, is completely different from the values ​​of Miss Pink Fairy.

　However, Moros understood even more clearly that in this cruel world, only the victors had the right to think about what would happen after the war ended.

　Amidst the smoke of war, he had only one unwavering goal—victory.

　At this moment, he stood atop the dragon's head, using a magical shield to deflect the oncoming airflow and the biting cold of the high sky.

　Ellie, I hope you can understand me and not let me go that far...

　Moros pondered to himself, feeling both anticipation and apprehension about the upcoming reunion.

　He refused to become enemies with Alicia, and for this reason, the necromancer was even willing to use some methods that he had previously looked down upon.

　Riding the ghost dragon and traversing the thick clouds, Moros quickly arrived at the agreed location.

　This is a lake located deep in a dense forest. The lake surface is calm and undisturbed, surrounded by lush trees, forming a secluded and tranquil world.

　"Roar!"

　The ghost dragon slowly descended to the lakeside, letting out a low roar as if announcing the arrival of its master.

　Moros leaped lightly off the dragon's back and landed steadily on the lakeshore.

　He looked around, his eyes gleaming with anticipation and nervousness.

　Soon, a soft footstep sound came, and Moros turned his head to look, only to see Alicia's figure appear in his sight.

　She wore a long pink dress and had her long hair flowing over her shoulders, looking like a goddess who had stepped out of mythology.

　The pink fairy had a faint smile on her face, and her eyes sparkled with gentle light.

　Seeing Alicia's arrival, Moros's tension eased slightly.

　Since she is still willing to stand in front of him, it means there is still a chance between them.

　He took a deep breath, slowly walked forward, lowered his head, and gazed into Alicia's azure and watery eyes.

　"You came."

　Moros's voice was deep and gentle, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

　Alicia nodded gently, her clear, lake-like eyes staring directly at Moros, as if she could see through all his inner struggles and confusion.

　"I promised you, and I will definitely come."

　She spoke softly, her voice revealing a hint of determination and persistence.

　Moros gently held Alicia's hand; he could feel the warmth of her palm and the unchanging affection within her.

　At this moment, all the conflicts and wars seemed insignificant.