"That's right! What they wanted was for us to break the agreement! In fact, I thought it over carefully. Did the elves really need any reason to send troops? No! Everyone understood the saying that when the lips were gone, the teeth would grow cold. But why did the elven representatives still put forward such harsh demands? Since they were going to send troops anyway, why offend us? So the only answer I could reach was that they didn't care about those conditions either. If we fulfilled them, they would naturally profit. But if we didn't, that was exactly what they wanted!"
Ziggs slammed a fist into his palm and declared with certainty!
The room first fell silent. Then Lansi Noda asked with an ugly expression, "Then what is their ultimate goal?"
Ziggs did not even need to answer that question before another minister spoke up. "Everlund Plain!" (That was the alluvial plain of the Riven River, but within the Kingdom of Silverymoon, it was called Everlund Plain.)
"Exactly! The elves have constantly clashed with us over Everlund Plain. If they weren't interested in that place, I'd be the first not to believe it!" another minister immediately chimed in.
"Fine! We thought the orcs were our greatest enemy, but it turns out the elves are no different. They've been holding their knives, waiting to stab us in the back! Those pointy-eared bastards are far too sinister!"
At this point, even the formerly moderate ministers wore livid expressions. One of them ground his teeth and said, "Heh, that really is the elven style! They want to dump all responsibility on us, then send troops to occupy our territory with perfect justification! Good! Very good! They want to be whores and saints at the same time!!!"
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