Lin Mo froze for a moment.
A marriage alliance?
He had expected the Elf Queen to ask for equipment quotas, access to technology, or a command seat in the Joint Legion. He had never expected this.
But on reflection, among the races of Terra, building closer ties through marriage was hardly unusual.
Great Xia had done the same throughout its history. Now that the other side had proposed it, strengthening relations between the two countries would be a good thing too.
Fendona continued:
"Her Majesty the Queen said that with you as their Holy Son, the Holy Human Race already had a different relationship with Great Xia, and these past few years, they have only grown closer."
At this, Kael raised his chin slightly.
Fendona continued:
"Among the Half-Orc tribes, many people want to join Great Xia."
"In the past, some tribes were so desperate that they even considered surrendering to the Demon Clan. Now that they have a better choice, naturally, they would love nothing more than to join."
Grom scratched his head awkwardly.
Fendona continued:
"As for the Dwarves, Her Majesty the Queen said that as long as they can forge in peace, have good liquor to drink, and live undisturbed, they don't really care who is in charge."
The corner of Thorin's mouth twitched. He badly wanted to argue, but after thinking it over, he had no idea where to begin.
Dwarves really did have no desire to compete for supremacy.
All they wanted was to spend each day by their furnaces, pondering new forging methods, then sell the equipment they made in exchange for food and fine liquor.
For many Dwarves, that life was already everything they dreamed of.
Unfortunately, things never went their way. Others kept coveting their mines and craftsmanship and bullying them for