"He... he easily withstood the arch lord's majesty?"
In Lireesa's view, this was simply an impossible thing.
However, the fact was right before her eyes, and Lireesa had no choice but to believe.
Just then, that arch lord's pressure vanished, and Orion's pressure also disappeared with it.
Lireesa breathed a sigh of relief and also walked into the ancient castle's great hall.
"Hahaha... Back when I first escaped, I had a bellyful of anger that was difficult to vent, so I swept along the northern foreign tribes and headed south to stir up war."
"Orion, I didn't expect that after our hurried eting back then—I originally didn't hold much hope for you—you would actually create the current fifth major race of the south."
The white dragon Frostsire stood up to welco Orion and Lireesa.
What was sowhat special was that Frostsire guided Orion to a position directly opposite him.
That position signified equal and honored status with Frostsire.
From the confrontation of pressures just now, Frostsire had already discovered the extraordinariness of Orion's strength.
Therefore, he treated Orion as a powerhouse of the sa level as himself.
Frostsire had to do this because the one receiving Orion was his avatar, not his true self.
If his true self were here, he would definitely consider himself a notch above Orion.
"Since His Majesty the Dragon Emperor invited , how could I dare not co?"
Orion adopted a very humble posture, was very polite to Frostsire, and proactively returned the salute.
Although what was before him was only Frostsire's avatar, his true self's strength was on the sa level as Leonidas and Alexander; Orion had to give the due respect.
This was veneration for the strong!
"Hahaha... I heard from Jorik that our two races have been allies since the north."
"We were before, we are now, and we will be in the future!"
After inviting Orion to be seated, the white dragon Frostsire then addressed Grand Elder Lireesa.
Orion glanced at the representatives of the human and dwarf races who had long been seated and whose expressions weren't looking too good.
They were Prophet Dain of the dwarves and Grand Duke Richard of the humans.
Orion nodded to these two acquaintances, and they also responded with smiles; however, the smiles on both their faces were wry ones.
Although these two were also Legendary level powerhouses, in front of the white dragon Frostsire, they could only be considered supporting roles; their conversation had been suppressed from beginning to end.
The arrival of Orion and Lireesa allowed them to breathe a slight sigh of relief, as if the pressure had been shared.
"Everyone, today we will not discuss official business; this is rely a banquet."
The white dragon Frostsire gave a call, and dancing girls entered in single file; the lodious sound of conch shells filled the great hall.
Music filled the ears, wine and at were served aplenty. Orion also enjoyed this mont, freely partaking of the delicacies brought forth.
"Giant King Orion, our human kingdom needs a batch of fire stones, coal, timber, iron ore, copper ore, mithril..."
The singing, dancing, and music continued, but at the banquet, everyone had different thoughts.
Indeed, Orion had just filled his stomach when Grand Duke Richard sent a voice transmission.
"Mr. Richard, the Stoneheart Horde needs equipnt, weapons, grain, magical plants, and large siege weapons."
Orion stated what he needed.
"Giant King Orion, we can trade grain and weapons, but large siege weapons are sowhat difficult."
Grand Duke Richard's expression was calm as he reluctantly agreed to Orion's trade request.
"Next year, the year after... who can guarantee we won't continue invading other worlds?"
"Mr. Richard, we need large siege weapons."
Hearing this, Grand Duke Richard's expression relaxed considerably. His biggest worry was that the Stoneheart Horde, after purchasing siege weapons, would target the human kingdom.
Knowing that Orion's intended targets were dark creatures, he felt there was room for discussion on this matter.
Just like that, Orion and Richard completed a trade.
And the true purpose of both parties, each knew clearly in their own hearts.
Grand Duke Richard, through the ans of trade, reached a unified opinion with Orion.
aning, no matter what program the white dragon Frostsire arranged next, or what suggestions he proposed, the human kingdom, dwarves, blood elves, and Stoneheart Horde would have a unified opinion.
The four races united, thereby counterbalancing the dragon race led by the white dragon Frostsire's avatar.
A mont later, Prophet Dain the dwarf and Lireesa the blood elf both looked cryptically at Orion. Orion nodded and smiled, which counted as them having acknowledged each other.
And the white dragon Frostsire on the main seat, as if he hadn't seen anything, was appreciating the graceful dance of the rmaids.
Until late at night, when the banquet dispersed, no one proactively brought up the main purpose of this Five-Race Conference.
In the latter half of the night, in the palace where Orion was staying, the churning water in the bath gradually cald.
Orion stepped out of the bath, put on his clothes, and donned his cloak.
"News of the succubus branch—she might have it on her. Interrogate her!"
From a dark corner, two figures erged and took away a succubus from the palace.
This succubus had been sent by the white dragon Frostsire.
He must have heard that Orion's wife was also a succubus, which was why he sent a succubus slave girl.
Being able to see a succubus slave girl in the dragon race territory's Whitecliff City was a good thing for Orion.
Because it ant there was new progress regarding the succubus branch Delilah had been searching for.
Last ti, among the slaves sent by the human kingdom to Stoneheart City, a succubus slave girl had appeared. After Delilah bought that succubus, she hadn't obtained the whereabouts of the succubus branch from her.
Now, encountering another succubus in the dragon race territory, hopefully, those succubus warriors of the Sentinel Corps could obtain valuable intelligence from her.
Orion ca to the balcony, gazing at Whitecliff illuminated by a shimring glow, and ford a new impression of this city.
The last ti Orion ca here, it was like a dead city.
This ti, with the arch lord white dragon Frostsire appearing in Whitecliff, this main city of the dragon race had undergone a magnificent transformation, exuding a dream-like charm.
It was clear that the Sea Race hadn't invaded the dragon race's cities for so ti at least.
"Perhaps it's not that they haven't invaded, but that they can't invade."
Orion gazed at the Ancient Castle not far away, recalling the day's experiences, continuously speculating on the white dragon Frostsire's intentions.
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