A few days later, as expected, bits of news began arriving one after another.
Among the coastal kingdoms, three had already signed peace agreements with the Elves.
For a time, people's hearts were in turmoil.
"I truly never expected it. These human kingdoms actually compromised so quickly. Our Lord is truly wise!" On Hope Island, all the Elf elders were quite satisfied with this outcome.
Some elders who had previously been uneasy about the peace talks also changed their views.
Within the Grand Temple, holy light flickered upon the Altar. The Great Elder knelt before the God Statue, reporting on the developments. Holy light rippled across the statue—Anion was listening to the report.
"...At present, among the human coastal kingdoms, three have already signed peace agreements with our people..."
"Very good!" Anion's deep, majestic voice slowly rang out through the Grand Temple. "What reactions have the other human kingdoms shown?"
"My Lord, the other human kingdoms had previously maintained a wait-and-see attitude. They neither agreed at once nor objected at once. However, now that these three kingdoms have signed the agreements, those kingdoms that were waiting and watching will surely take some action." The Great Elder remained respectfully kneeling on the ground as he reported.
"Of the nine coastal kingdoms, three have signed the agreement. That is at least half the battle. But for those who refuse to sign, use force until they submit." Anion spoke coldly through the God Statue.
"Yes, my Lord!" Having received the Divine Oracle, the Great Elder answered respectfully. This was also what he had been considering.
Seeing the God Statue remain silent, the Great Elder waited respectfully. Half an hour later, seeing that there truly were no further Divine Oracles, he respectfully withdrew.
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