It was also haggling, but compared to the previous negotiations, the representatives of the Three Central Continent Kingdoms had adopted a far humbler stance.
Aside from relocating their entire nations, which was truly impossible to accomplish, everything else had become negotiable.
"Your Excellency, we've already made so many concessions. Please give a little as well, so that we'll have something to tell those back home!"
Marquis Krasna said with a mournful expression.
There was truly no other way. In the seven days they had delayed, the Black Forest Kingdom had lost another province.
Their frontline forces had suffered more than 150,000 casualties, including three Standing Army legions that had been crippled as well. Civilian casualties among the poor were simply impossible to count.
The staggering losses had silenced the Black Forest Kingdom's war faction entirely. There was simply no helping it—the enemy's advance was growing faster and faster.
The Elves provided long-range firepower, while the Alien Race Alliance supplied troops to storm cities. Such a combination was simply monstrous.
With their underlings serving as cannon fodder and their own people no longer needing to charge into battle, the Elves had cast aside their reservations and no longer feared war.
This change had terrified the Three Central Continent Kingdoms, prompting them to speed up the negotiations. They feared that the Elves might alter their original plan and wipe them out directly.
"Your Excellency, Marquis Krasna is right. How about this? We turn these disputed regions into buffer zones.
Officially, none of us will station troops there. Privately, we'll jointly send people to administer them. The buffer zones will be completely open, and everyone may trade freely.
That way, your Alien Race Alliance will be connected through the buffer zones, while we can also give the Human Alliance an explanation!"
Count Bruno