The elves and orcs once again reached a fragile peace agreement.

However, this time, both sides realized that the war would come again sooner or later.

The plateau, the senate, and the high elves were waiting for the negotiation results brought by Severu.

Berlikri nodded. "Although the price is beyond our budget, this purchase and sale agreement was originally formulated to prevent the orcs from attacking our city-state."

"The remaining benefits are unexpected surprises."

He looked at Dylan, "We can still cultivate our own wolf in the future. I think the orcs must have not foresaw this."

Dylan nodded, full of joy.

Severu's face looked a little ugly. "First of the People's Republic of China, I do not want to provoke a war between the two tribes. But God the Father witnessed that Dillon had no intention of reaching a permanent peace at all. Our treaty was more like a truce treaty."

“War will happen.”

This remark triggered unprecedented discussions in the Senate.

An elf veteran suggested. "The team that studies the Wind God Spell series will apply to us for the highest level of research conditions. They want people and resources."

"Originally, I thought that the elves should focus on development now, but now I think the kingdom also needs to invest in the research of spells for these war purposes."

Schopen frowned. "No, we have just ended the war, why are we going to start the war again?"

"Will we misunderstand the orcs?"

"Maybe, they dare not start a war with us at all."

The little Augustus suddenly said, "No, they will definitely start a war against us, it's only a matter of time."

Suddenly, the Senate became quiet.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, little Augustus hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he spoke at this moment, whether he was in accordance with the rules.

Bellikri gave him an encouraging look.

Little Augustus swallowed his saliva, looked at the elders, and said confidently: "There is a reason why I say that the orcs will definitely start a war against us."

"When General Severu and I entered the orc territory, I saw a totem called the Green Totem on the roadside."

"I have learned Orc language for several months with Sister Marlinni. Their language is not difficult, but it is just a dialect equivalent to our elves."

"So, I asked the orc prophet, and for some reason, this guy proudly told me the secret."

"He told me that the green totem was the fertility totem made by Dillon."

"In recent years, the newborns of orcs and pigs have doubled due to the green totem."

Augustus looked at Severus. "General, you can calculate how many years their population will double to the point where it must start a war against us."

General Severu looked ugly, "I don't know their specific birth situation, but I think it's only between 30 and 50 years."

After receiving this news, the elders exploded.

"We must prepare for the war."

"Orcs are really a wolf's ambitions, so you must be careful."

"I not only need to provide resources to [Feng Yu Divine Curse], but also the recently famous mage research group of [Golden Sword]. I think it is necessary to provide resources to them."

"We must upgrade our war spells as soon as possible to form a civilizational gap against orcs."

These elders seemed to have begun to fantasize about the orcs' military power and exaggerate it.

An elf elder exaggeratedly said: "A million orc cavalry plus Dilon and the Prophet, their iron cavalry is enough to threaten us."

"There are still the soul body of the blue giant fish we saw in the tsunami a few days ago. If we faced that kind of thing, how should we kill it?"

The elders became scared.

Under the influence of orc threat theory, they immediately passed the proposal to provide resources to the team that studied war spells.

Berlikri was quite helpless. Orcs were indeed a new force, but the elders had not seen orcs for only three years and had begun to speculate on the situation on the orcs.

But that's fine.

Because I was not ready to prepare for war, I couldn't say whether this was right or wrong, so it would be nice if the Senate insisted on developing war magic to invest resources.

"It is our basic policy to insist on building cities and purifying polluted soil on the plateau."

"However, the Senate has passed a proposal to invest in spells for war purposes."

"Preparation and construction, while carrying out at the same time, proves the superiority and advancedness of our system."

"After meeting."

The Senate will be held off.

Diana sorted out the documents, she stood up and said to Bellicille: "Do you know that we and the orcs worked together to kill the insect swarm. If the war continues like this, I think you have deviated from the right path."

Berlekri blinked and smiled bitterly. "Oh, I thought the head of state after the war was a leisurely job, and I could find an opportunity to hide in my study and read the books for the afternoon. How wonderful it would be like that."

"Diana, it's not me who want to start a war now."

"But the orcs are ready to move."

"I will try to send envoys to maintain our peace through diplomacy. I have signed a special instrumental order to keep Marlinnie in the territory of the orcs and act as a bridge for communication between the elves and the orcs. I see that she is already well-known in the orcs."

"I also want to suggest her to tell Dillon that the orc population can no longer expand like this."

...

Orc territory.

The Whale Demon Totem killed fourteen people within seven consecutive days.

Everyone was made to panic.

Most of the dead were pigs, with thirteen, and one dead, even an orc.

All creatures within 1 kilometer range of the whale demon totem seem to be bewitched by the whale demon. The whale demon will make him lose all his thoughts and have no will to survive, so he will bewitch him and die on the whale demon totem.

Dillon had no choice but to order the whale demon totem to be buried in the northernmost part of the narrow and lowlands, where there was a saline-alkali land, and no one would go there.

However, the candidate to move the whale demon totem is a problem.

Orcs can't stand the whale demon totem.

Therefore, he chose the eight strongest orcs, and ordered the pig craftsmen to cast a coffin of nearly two meters thick with iron and copper juice, put the whale demon tomatoes in, and then let the eight orcs carry the coffin.

While moving the whale demon totem, one hundred shamans danced the prayer dance, and one hundred shamans sang the shaman song, suppressing the whale demon with the soul-soothing dance and the soul-squeezing song. This is how the entire ceremony is safe and the coffin containing the whale demon totem can be successfully entered into the earth pit and buried in the earth.

The orc prophet felt a little distressed. Such a powerful totem was buried like this.

He walked to the small mound where Dillon was and said to him: "Maybe, we can find a way to use it."

Dillon shook his head, "It's not the time."

"The whale demon is too dangerous. I saw it devour the souls of tens of thousands of pig people. It is completely different from the spirit of the ancestors."

"I want to seal it up just to conquer it in the future."

“Now is not the time.”

The orc prophet frowned. "Then how do we deal with the elves?"

"Count." Diron laughed: "The more we are, the more fearful the elves are. As long as we live for more lives, we can deal with the elves and the others."

He left with a laugh and went to preside over the end of the shamanic ceremony.

The prophet watched his departure, his eyes flashed with contempt.

"Dillon, I do want to be a king myself, just like the elves of the past, but if you weren't so incomprehensible, I wouldn't have thought so."

"You can't lead the orcs to glory at all."
Chapter completed!