In Terra, she is a hunter and a bad woman.

They probably won't act according to his request next time.

Could it be that... the Sarkaz are really going to make peace with Lateran?

"How can we be in cahoots with those things?"

Vlad roared again, his face becoming extremely angry.

But if things stopped here, then everything would be acceptable... It was just that Rayna made a good move, and he would not be without a chance to turn the tables.

What really broke his defense was the order given by the Pope before they came here.

Although he had the command of this group of Papal Knights, he needed Rayna's order to fully activate this authority.

"Crazy! Everyone's crazy!"

Vlad took a deep breath, anger on his face.

"Cooperating with those things...even if I die! I will never accept it!"

He growled and punched the wall beside him like a mad beast.

The skin at the joints was rubbed and cracked by the rough wall, and trickles of blood seeped out.

But even so, he still paced and took deep breaths.

He was thinking about the current situation.

"Although the Papal Knights and I were dispatched to the border, ostensibly to defend and welcome the Sarkaz Demon King, in reality, my authority to activate the Papal Knights lies solely with Raynay... If she doesn't speak up, then even if these Papal Knights follow my orders and slay the Demon King, my actions will be reported... and then Raynay will hold the Papal authority."

There must be another way...

Vlad took a deep breath, silently raised his head, and pushed up his glasses.

His posture became gentle again, and his upright posture made it difficult to imagine that he was the villain who had just been growling.

"It has to be terrifying enough to cause chaos, and at the same time, it has to make sense to everyone..."

Vlad bit his thumb, his eyes flickering rapidly.

He scanned the scene, his mind racing.

Just a moment later, he suddenly saw the believers kneeling outside the camp facing the city.

Some of them were already terminally ill, with terrifying yellow and black crystals growing on their bodies.

crystallization……

Origin stone disease...

Sarkaz!

The exciting thought made Vlad's breathing a little heavy, but after a moment, a twisted smile appeared on his face.

“Yes… yes…”

"They... are Sarkaz!"

He whispered, his eyes gradually becoming colder...

416

Chapter 416: Sarkaz and Sakota.

"Zi zi zi ......"

The wheels rotated slowly on the ground.

Carts loaded with food slowly entered the city.

These were also some arrangements that Raynay had made in advance.

Taking into account the large number of races in Sakaz and their different characteristics, in order to ensure the peaceful conduct of this meeting to the greatest extent possible, Rayna specially approved a batch of funds to meet everyone's requirements as much as possible while ensuring the budget... Of course, she also entertained reporters from other countries.

On this basis, in order to ensure the safety of the food was recognized by both parties, Rayna also specially invited Theresa to send personnel to deliver the food.

To ensure that the process is completely open and acceptable to both parties.

Rayna's caution gradually infected many of the soldiers under her command, and they gradually realized that their boss might really be going to do something serious.

They were also discussing and cautiously trying to contact the Sarkaz.

Later, they also discovered that the Sarkaz didn't seem that difficult to contact...

Although compared with ordinary people, they still appear to be taciturn and extremely vigilant, but at least this is within an acceptable range, and not the beast-like creatures they have in mind.

The exchanges between the two sides gradually began and everything was moving in a good direction.

And among them... there are also some special cases...

In a small alley far away from the team, a uniformed Sakota woman was looking indifferently at the tall Sarkaz man who had been forced into a corner by her, her eyes sharp.

She crossed her arms over her chest, and after making sure that she would not be discovered, she spoke slowly in a stiff tone.

"We should have met before."

The woman spoke coldly, carefully observing many things on the other person's body.

"..."

The Sarkaz man did not speak, but remained silent.

"...Tsk, what's the point of pretending to be dead? I'm already here!"

The Sakota woman drummed her fingers on her arm, a look of impatience on her face.

She scratched her head and let out another breath.

"I remember when I was little, my family lived on the other side of the border... I think you guys are there too."

The Sakota woman said this, sizing the other up again.

After discovering the familiar bullet wound on his neck, his eyes were dazed for a few seconds, and then he spoke guiltily.

"After everyone left, I thought you were dead..."

After all, the border area is not a place where people can live for a long time.

After a period of contact, both the Sarkaz and the Lateran chose to let their people leave.

only……

In fact, the wars among adults rarely affect children.

Even though everyone knew from the beginning that the Sarkaz and the Sakota were completely different types of people, for the children living on the border, they would still sneak around to play with each other from time to time...

Of course, the premise is that the children who first come into contact with it will not be blocked by adults...

Scratching her head again, the Sakota woman looked at her childhood playmate in front of her. She had many words in her mind, but they were blocked by her identity.

After a long time, she stammered and said something.

"So... you're not being bullied now, are you?"

She still wanted to pretend to be mature and act like the older sister who stood up for her when she was a child.

But at this time, the child had grown two heads taller than her.

"..."

"Tsk...what do you mean by not talking?"

The woman was getting a little impatient.

The Sarkaz man finally spoke his first words.

"The Sarkaz and the Sakota... shouldn't be together."

He spoke with some double entendre.

But these words made the woman a little angry.

"So you knew it all along, didn't you? You recognized it, didn't you?"

After kicking the other person a few times, neither too hard nor too light, the woman could clearly see that the other person was actually on guard the moment she reacted.

But for many reasons, he was able to control the instinctive reaction of his muscles.

Growing older changes a lot of things.

For them, childish playfulness can be associated with much more.

This made the woman not know what to say for a moment.

I can only feel angry and depressed.

"In that case, go back and pretend we've never met."

As she spoke, she crossed her arms and stepped aside.

The Sarkaz man stood there for a while before nodding hesitantly.

"Ah."

After saying that, he really turned around and prepared to leave.

This made the woman's brows twitch even more.

"I asked you to come out and chat, but you didn't answer for a long time. You said you would go back soon..."

The girl angrily stood in front of the man.

"What else are you dissatisfied with? You know, when I came out this time, the captain almost suspected me."

"..."

The man remained silent.

The woman rubbed her eyebrows helplessly.

"Forget it... You've been such a fool since the beginning. I shouldn't have expected you to understand anything."

"I saw that you were dressed quite well, and I thought you knew a lot..."

“…These aren’t my clothes.”

The man was silent for a few moments before he reluctantly spoke, "It's... the costumes of the banshees."

"Ok?"

"There are many different royal courts and races within the Sarkaz. Together, we are the Sarkaz... The Banshees are one of them, and they have a close relationship with the current Demon King. For our travels, they specially had this set of clothes made specifically for us by the Banshees."

The man spoke slowly, his tone calm.

The Lateran woman next to her raised her eyebrows curiously.

"Banshee?"

"When you were traveling today, the one behind Your Highness was the current Banshee Lord..."

"Oh... that guy in armor who was so close to the Demon King, right?"

"...No, His Highness Tracy is the Demon King's brother, and the other one is the Banshee Lord."

"My Lord? A woman?"

"Because of their special characteristics, banshees have always been ruled by women..."

"What about their princesses? Are men called princesses? Or is there another name for them?"

"I'm not sure...but this generation is special. That one is also a woman."

The two of them chatted with each other, which eased the originally tense atmosphere a little.

The woman also became curious.

"You mean, that 1.9-meter-tall female demon lord found a woman to be her queen?"

"……Yes."

The man hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded.

Judging from the facts, what the woman said was indeed right.

"You guys are quite interesting."

The woman tilted her head slightly, her curiosity returning to the man in front of her. "You actually know so much... and you're still traveling with me. It seems like you haven't been playing around like you used to be all these years, have you?"